Please, no-one hate me for this chapter. I had always planned that this would happen.

Anyone who reads this, please tell me whether it should be M rated or not, so I can fix it ASAP. Thanks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin.

Warning: Ranting Gwen. And that something bad happens pretty much now.

"Merlin?"

He pops his head around the bedroom door.

"Yep?" He frowns, coming in to sit on the bed next to her. "What it is?"

"I don't feel well."

"Morning sickness?" He suggests.

"No. It's not like that."

"What is it like, then?"

She blushes. "Well, I went to the toilet and-"

His face is so deadly serious, she gets the sudden urge to laugh.

"And there was... blood."

"You're sure?"

She nods. "Positive."

He sits back, confusion evident on his face. "But... can't you, can't some women still have - you know - when they're pregnant?"

"Exactly, some. But not many," Morgana starts chewing on the skin around her thumb.

"Was there much blood?"

"Yeah, there was - ah!" She gasps out, clutching at her stomach.

Merlin grips her shoulders bringing her to her feet.

"Can you walk?"

"How far?" She counters, through gritted teeth.

"Only to the car."

"What? Where are we going?"

"To the doctor's," Merlin says, trying to persuade her out of the door.

"Can we wait? Please, can we just.." she whispers, trailing off and groaning, burying her head in to his shoulder.

He nods, gently guiding her back down onto the bed and brushing her dark hair out of her pale face.

"You look awful."

She attempts what looks like a smile. "Thanks."

"Welcome. Do you want me to ring and see if we can get a doctor to come here? I don't want you getting any worse."

"That would be great. I don't think walking is such a good idea at the moment," Morgana manages to hiss out, gripping the side of the bed tightly, hands fisted in clumps of duvet.

Merlin eyes her carefully, he knew Morgana wasn't the sort of person to fake pain; it would be far too embarrassing. He pulls back from her, taking her chin in with his fingers and tilting her head to face him.

"Has it ever been like this before?"

"I think I'd remember something like this."

"Do you want me to get you anything?" He asks.

"No! No, please just stay here."

"Okay, it's okay," he winces slightly as her hands move from the bed to his upper arms, her fingernails digging into his skin.

"No it bloody well isn't," Morgana says sharply, trying not to panic.

"Morgana, please, let go."

She shakes her head slowly before letting it fall back against his shoulder again.

"If you don't let go then I can't phone the doctor can I?" He takes hold of her elbows, pushing her gently back.

"Be quick then."

He gives a quick, reassuring nod and then disappears from the room.

As soon as he is out of sight, the tears that she had so willingly held back moments ago start to fall freely down her face. She clamps her lips together, to stop herself from crying out. Merlin might not know what's happening, but she does. She'd watched far too many TV shows and read far too many books not to know. She had most of the symptoms, it was fairly obvious what was going on, but she didn't want to accept it just yet.

She hears Merlin come bounding up the stairs again, so she sniffs hard and wipes her cheeks roughly with the palms of her hands.

"They said they'd send someone over from the hospital in a few minutes. They're sending a nurse, you know, because of the bleeding." He stops when he walks into the room. "What is it? Why are you crying?"

"I'm not, I'm fine," Morgana tells him, averting her gaze.

He sits down on the bed again, sighing. "Is it because you're in pain?"

"No. Well, partly."

"And what's the other part?"

"I'm scared," she admits quietly.

He turns to her. "Of what?"

"I don't know. That people will find out."

"Like who?"

"Arthur. Uther. Alvarr," she lies back, curling into a ball.

He rolls onto his back too, making patterns out of the white paint swirls on the ceiling.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not you're fault, Merlin."

He reaches for her hand and they lie there in silence, the cool duvet warming under their skin. Everything is so soft and quiet that they almost fall asleep, but a knocking on the front door snaps them back into reality.

"I'll get it."

Merlin opens the door to a dark skinned, dark haired woman with a worried smile.

"Where is she?" The woman asks.

"She's upstairs."

"I'm Gwen, I'm here to see her. From the hospital?"

He stares at her in disbelief. "You're Gwen? You know Morgana? You're her friend!"

"Morgana? What's she doing here- Oh! Of course, you're Merlin. I thought I recognised you," Gwen says brightly.

"You sound very different on the phone," Merlin remarks.

"Anyway. You said she's been suffering from," she pulls out a note from a back pocket, "stomach pains, bleeding... she could just be on her menstrual cycle, you know. Women do tend to have those," Gwen says sarkily, clearly annoyed and thinking he was wasting her time.

"I know, but-"

"And what does that say?" She squints at the paper. "Pr- pre- pregnant. PREGNANT!" She hits him on the shoulder. Hard. "You bastard! Have you not heard of contraception? You only met her a few weeks ago! I'm in a good mind to cut off your-"

"Gwen?" Morgana's voice comes from the stairs and Merlin had never been so happy to hear it. "Is that you?"

"Morgana, what on Earth were you thinking?" Gwen barges past him and embraces her friend in a tight, almost suffocating hug. Well, that's hardly the best thing for her, Merlin thought, but kept it to himself.

"What?" Morgana manages to choke out, growing paler by the second.

"You.. and Merlin. You're pregnant! When? Why didn't you tell me? We're best friends, Morgana, you can tell me anything, you know that!"

"I know... shhh, Gwen. You're making my head hurt," she tells her friend slowly, drowsily almost.

"Alright, okay, just, just sit down."

Morgana smiles briefly at her, before her eyes close and knees crumple, sending her to a heap on the floor.

Okay, I know this is awful and I didn't mean to have a cliffhanger like this, but I don't have much time and wanted to get this out today.

I completely understand if anyone hates me right now, but please review and tell me your thoughts.