Hey, Look, another update. And so soon, I know. I'm procrastinating my homework...My other technique for procrastination Tumblr, so... yeah... I'm writing this. I apologize for any inaccuracies as I have never been on a plane or out of America...
Disclaimer I don't own the quote from Great Expectations that I used, but it fit so perfectly that I couldn't resist. I'll love you forever if you recognize it, though I did modify it slightly to fit the context.
The plane landed easily in London, and Merlin and Morgana got off quickly with no bags to gather. They made their way through the city silently, seemingly invisible both to each other and the crowds that surrounded them. There was too much anticipation for them to talk, both caught up in their own thoughts and fantasies.
In just a little while, Arthur would be back. In just a little while, all of Merlin's dreams and fantasies would come true. His best friend would be back. For so long, he'd been entirely focused on helping Arthur, and when that was suddenly gone, he'd been lost. What was he to do without his destiny? What was he to do without his best friend?
In just a little while, Arthur would be back. In just a little while, Morgana would have her second chance. She could finally get to apologize to the brother that she'd always seen as an annoyance and an enemy. For the first time ever, she would finally have a real family.
Seeing as the sky was darkening above them, Merlin and Morgana made the logical decision to rent a hotel room for the night. As they walked in search of a place to stay, the sky grew darker and darker as the brilliant orange sunset faded into an inky darkness. By that point, they'd passed plenty of hotels, but none had met Morgana's high standards.
"Merlin, I used to stay in a palace," She informed him. "A cheap motel simply will not suffice."
He laughed and they continued walking. The perfect spring air practically shimmered with life, and Merlin knew the stars would be shimmering brightly overhead if it weren't for all the buildings and lights.
"Well I didn't, and I think any of these places will be fine. We'll have as sound a sleep in any place as in the most superior accommodation London could give us, and the quality of our dreams will be about the same as in the best bedroom"
Morgana just shook her head. "We'll find something better soon. Let's keep going."
Merlin, following her request, continued walking. "Okay, but can we at least stop for dinner first? I didn't eat on the plane, and now I'm starving."
Morgana nodded. "Yeah, I'm pretty hungry too. Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know. I haven't been to London in years, and even then, I wasn't an expert in their cuisine." He trailed off.
"Let's just get something here then," Morgana said, indicating to a hotdog cart on the side of the road. Merlin agreed, and they went up to buy a hotdog for each of them.
"So you refuse to sleep anywhere but a five star hotel, yet you'll eat a hotdog off a sketchy cart on the side of the road?" Merlin asked, teasingly.
Morgana responded with a smirk. "It wasn't 'sketchy'. It was a perfectly nice hotdog cart."
"No, I'm pretty sure 'sketchy' is the perfect word to describe it." Morgana's smile was wide and genuine as Merlin playfully argued with her. It was perfect. It was just like old times, and any time soon, Arthur would be with them too. It would be a fresh start, a clean slate, a second chance, the one thing that both of them desperately needed.
"Do you think we can get Gwen back too?" Morgana wondered aloud, caught up in memories of the past. Merlin paused for a moment before responding.
"I don't know. Magic doesn't usually give that much up without asking for something in return, but I hope. That would be perfect. Which I guess means it won't happen." Merlin's smile didn't falter for a second as he said this, proof that he'd accepted that life didn't always turn out right.
"But it could. Right? We could have Gwen back? We could start over?"
Merlin shook his head wistfully. "Maybe," He sighed. "But I doubt it. We could never start over after all we've been through. It just wouldn't work."
Morgana nodded. "You're right. I don't even think I'd want to start over anyway. After all we've been through, I think we're better off now."
Merlin smiled again. "It's about time."
"Yeah," Morgana agreed. "It's about time."
They walked as they talked, and about fifteen minuted passed before Morgana found a hotel that she deemed suitable. They walked into the fancy lobby, and Morgana payed for the best room available. From there, they stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for their floor.
"Does an elevator really need to be this fancy?" Merlin asked to fill up time.
The response was Morgana's classic smirk. "Yes," was all she said.
"But, I mean we're on it for like, 30 seconds. Why does it need to be so decorated for a 30 second ride?"
Morgana didn't even bother responding, so they finished their ride in silence.
Once in their room, Merlin looked around in awe. "I have never stayed anywhere this nice. Ever. In all my thousands of years, never would I have spent this much money on a hotel room."
"It wasn't really all that expensive," Morgana defended herself.
"Says the girl who got everything she ever asked for growing up." He joked and she smiled.
Morgana suggested going to bed as it was getting late and they had a busy day ahead of them.
It was well past midnight when Morgana looked up from her bed to Merlin's. He seemed still, but she couldn't be sure.
"Merlin," She stage whispered to him. "Are you awake?"
"No" He stage whispered back.
She smiled. "I'm hungry" She whispered again.
"It's 1 o'clock in the morning," he responded. "Nothing's going to be open."
She turned on the light. "I think room service is 24 hours," She said, sitting up. With the light on, she could see the brilliant smile lighting up his face, and she couldn't help but smile wider.
"Okay," he said, picking up the phone. "What do you want?"
So, that was that. I enjoyed it. Make sure to review and follow and I'm more likely to update quickly.