Gwaine's mind shifted to Percival, what he wanted the most at the moment was being with him, taking care of his lover to make sure nothing happened to him. He was concerned, even when Gaius had said that it was just a mild concussion, it still scared him.

He absentmindedly rubbed his arm as his eyes scanned his surroundings. He had been together with Percival for several years now and never... never had his lover looked so venerable, it was scaring. He had known for a long time that Percival was actually a kind and gentle man, but never weak, never like this.

At least he knew that Percival was safe inside Camelot... he frowned as his thoughts came back to Merlin, the reason he was in these faraway woods. He had been searching for him since yesterday, all on his own... Yes, he knew it was foolish to go alone, but he knew he could cover more ground when it was only himself.

He wanted Merlin back so badly and he wasn't going to let those monsters harm his best friend. At the same time he was concerned about the unborn children, it would be terrible if Merlin had to give birth with them instead of with Gaius and Iseldir. The druid had also currently ordered his trusted men to find their savior.

The last time he had seen Arthur the man had looked horrible. He knew that Arthur had been concerned, - if that was even the right word, - about Merlin and his unborn children and he knew that Arthur was blaming himself that Merlin got kidnapped.

His attention was brought back as he heard something break behind him and his head snapped around. His eyes widened as he met the eyes of several men, his hand reaching for his sword, but before he could even touch the hilt did an incredible force throw him of his horse. His body met an tree with an almost bone breaking force, the air forced out of his lungs and his body sank to the ground.

Gwaine's lungs screamed for air and black dots sprang trough his sight. He could even barely notice the pair of boots that walked into his sight and the dark and wicked laugh that rang through the sky.

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Percival shot up, panic spreading through his mind as his arms swung widely around him. 'Gwaine!' He screamed in fear, wanting to feel the touch of his lover.

But what he felt instead was the arms of another, desperately trying to push him down to the bed. 'Percival, everything is right, please calm down!' It was a familiar voice, but he couldn't make out from who it was.

Not that it was enough to calm him down and his arms swung out again, throwing the person holding him down off him. The weight disappeared from his body and he shot upwards again, stumbling out of bed and his body collided with the floor.

It was then that his mind seemed to focus itself and he slowly recognized the cold floor beneath his face, the chambers all around him. It took him another second to understand that he lay in Gaius' chambers. He frowned, why was he here?

A loud groan caused him to turn around and his eyes met Gaius, also face down on the floor and the older man slowly tried made his way up again. Percival jumped up, ignoring the dizziness and the headache that shot to his head and he stumbled towards the old man. 'Gaius.' His voice was filled with worry and it didn't take him long to remember that he was the one that had caused the physician to meet the floor.

He carefully pulled Gaius up, placing the older man on a chair. Gaius looked a bit stunned at the knight, but soon a smile spread again over his lips. '...Ah, Percival my boy. Your power still seem to amaze me.' The last he said with a chuckle as he rubbed over his back. 'But how do you feel?' He added as his eyes pierced him again.

Percival just rubbed his head. 'I feel fine, a bit dizzy and a headache, but fi-.' His eyes widened as he remembered the events of the day before, or what he believed was the day before as he had no idea how long he was out. 'What happened, where's Merlin!' He almost yelled in panic, his mind still seeing that monster grabbing Merlin... his little brother! He felt anger rise in his heart, how dared he.

The smile on Gaius' face fell and he immediately knew that it was bad. '... They have taken him... The others are already out to search for him and Arthur is almost pulling out his hair in frustration.' The older man sighed deeply as he took his head in one of his hands. Percival couldn't help, but notice how Gaius looked almost ten years older, - now that he thought of it, he didn't even know how old Gaius was. - and they fell silent for a moment.

'I will go.' He said determined.

Gaius shook his head. 'No, you will stay here and rest. We just have to hope that the others will find him.'

Percival sighed, but nodded. He hadn't been expecting otherwise and he sank slowly back to the bed. 'And Gwaine?'

'Also out looking.' Gaius answered. 'He and the others have been searching for Merlin since yesterday. Elyan is already back and we're expecting the others before nightfall.'

Again the knight nodded as he tried to ignore the nervous feeling that raced through his head. He felt concern for his lover, almost fear and he didn't know why. Fine, he was always nervous when Gwaine went out on patrol without him, - which luckily didn't happen much as Arthur tried to group them together-, but he knew that his husband could look after himself... maybe he was just on edge as he knew that Merlin was taken.

Still the feeling didn't leave his mind for the rest of the day.

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Merlin sat nervously on the bed as he was fidgeting with the sheets, tears were spread in his eyes. He shifted his leg, feeling the weight of the chain around his ankle.

He had to get away from here, he couldn't let his babies be born here, with that man... His thoughts shifted for a moment to the knight, he didn't know who it was, but it made hope spread through his mind. He knew that Arthur was searching for him and he hoped that he was found soon, but... he didn't knew what Jarl was going to do to the knight... he feared for what Jarl would do.

It was then that he felt his muscles tense, the sounds of hooves echoed through the camp, he knew what it meant. Jarl and his men were back.

It wasn't long before the wicked man came back to the tent, stepping inside as he wore a dark smile.

Merlin just instinctively shifted backwards, wanting to get as far away as possible from the man.

Jarl just ignored the scared look in Merlin's eyes as he sat down on the bed. 'Hello, my dear.' He said as they locked eyes. 'You shouldn't be worried anymore, I have handled the knight.' Merlin stiffened, his eyes going wide with fear. He had handled the knight? H-had he killed him?... Who was it?... Who had he damned to dead? He felt a tear roll from his eye. 'What is it my love, feeling so much relief that you have to cry?' He asked as he leaned over Merlin.

'Y-you killed him?'

Jarl tilted his head slightly. 'You want me to kill him? And no, I haven't killed him, not yet at least.' The last he said as the wicked smile returned to his lips.

Oh god, oh god! Merlin's mind screamed, the knight wasn't dead. He felt the relief spread through his mind, but it was then that the second part of Jarl's words sank in, not yet. 'Please don't kill him!' He pleaded.

'And why shouldn't I, this man tried to take you away from me and I will never let that happen.'

'No please, you can't... I... I mean, some of the knights are loyal to me and not to Arthur.' He hastily answered, it felt wrong to say that, but he had to do anything to protect his friends. 'He will listen to me... us.' The last word felt so wrong on his tongue.

'Hmm... a knight at my command.' Jarl whispered as he sat back up, pulling Merlin with him. 'Let's see if this one is loyal to you or that Pendragon, stay.' The last he ordered.

Jarl walked towards the entrance, glancing once outside and he ordered something to one of his man. He waited at the entrance, but he didn't stop giving Merlin smiles as they waited.

It was not long before he heard someone yell and scream, cursing as he was dragged forward and Merlin felt his heart sink hearing that familiar voice. Jarl's face hardened as he reached out of Merlin's vision, grabbing his prisoner and pulling him inside the tent.

The brunette fell to the ground and a low groan left the knight's lips. It was then that Merlin's fear was confirmed and it scared him, he didn't want to see his friend die because of him. 'Gwaine!' He yelled, he wanted to reach for the knight, but was stopped as the chain was too short and he was forced to stop halfway, sinking down to the cold ground.

Gwaine's head shot up as he heard his name being called, he stared startled at Merlin and his eyes grew wide. The knight hastily made his way forward, pulling the raven towards his chest, holding him tight and his eyes traveled over Merlin's body, searching for injury. 'Merlin, oh god... Are you alright? Did they hurt you? Did he hurt you? I-.' He stopped his words as his eyes fell on the chain around the young man's ankle. The anger grew on Gwaine's face and his head snapped around as he gave Jarl a dark glare. 'Let him go!' The words were spoken with a low deep growl.

Jarl's face hardened as he glared back at Gwaine. He didn't answer him, instead he leaped forward, grabbing Gwaine by the neck and pulling him away from Merlin. Merlin yelled in panic, desperately trying to reach for them, fearing that Jarl would kill Gwaine, but he couldn't reach them, the chain again being too short and he could only desperately scream.

He knew that the other people in the camp could hear them, hear him yell and scream, but they were probably too afraid to do something, too loyal to their wicked leader.

Gwaine reached for the iron hand around his throat, his eyes wide and with fear while rapid gasps left his lips as he desperately tried to get air in his lungs.

Jarl finally let go and Gwaine sank to the ground. Gwaine lay silent for a moment, his chest rising and falling quickly as his lungs filled themselves again with air, but he didn't get much time as Jarl pulled the stunned knight up in a sitting position before he binds him to the main pillar in the tent, a thick wooden pole.

'Please... please... don't hurt him...' It were almost whispering sobs as Merlin pleaded, he didn't want to see Gwaine die.

Jarl glanced once more at Gwaine, making sure he was bound correctly before he made his way towards Merlin, kneeling down next to him. 'You shouldn't be on the ground, it's not good for the baby.' With that said he took Merlin in his arms, placing him back on the bed.

'Don't touch him!' Gwaine yelled with a hoarse voice as he pulled on the rope holding him in place.

Jarl spun around after he had placed Merlin down and went back to Gwaine, kneeling down so they were face to face. 'And why shouldn't I touch him? He's my lover, so I have every right.'

'Are you crazy!' The knight yelled. 'How could he love a man that kidnapped him, you're an big idiot! I will nev-.' His words were cut off when Jarl snapped and punched him.

'Shut up!' Jarl yelled. 'I kept you alive because I thought you could be of any use of me, but now...' He narrowed his eyes. 'I guess I can better kill you.' He had barely said those words as he reached for his pocket, pulling out a knife.

'No!' Merlin screamed in panic, as he again stood up from the bed.

Jarl glanced back, glaring at Merlin. 'Get back on the bed!' He growled and Merlin stiffened, he slowly let himself sink back to the bed, fisting the sheets in fear. Than the expression on Jarl's face changed and he looked at Merlin with a gentle smile. 'You know, I'm not really that bad of a guy.' He snickered darkly. 'You know what, give me a kiss and this knight will live... for now.'

'What?! No, Merlin don't do that! You filthy monster, you rapist, you-.' The curses went on as Gwaine screamed, trying to kick Jarl.

Merlin himself just stared shocked at Jarl... his mind going over all his options, but he already knew what he would answer. He wasn't going to let Gwaine be killed... He didn't look at either Jarl or Gwaine as he answered. 'Fine, just don't hurt him.'

Jarl just smiled wickedly as he stood up and walked towards the raven. Gwaine stared shocked at Merlin, pulling even harder at the rope and his protests became even louder.

Merlin flinched as Jarl sat down on the bed, he wanted to get away from him, but he knew he shouldn't. 'Now kiss me!' Jarl almost ordered him as he leaned in.

Merlin's hand brushed over his stomach and in his mind he made a silent apology. He breathed deeply in as he locked eyes with Jarl before he leaned forward. He pressed his lips on Jarl's, feeling those disgusting lips against his own and he wanted to gag.

He had wanted it to be a quick kiss, but as soon as he tried to pull away again was he stopped by two hands on his back, Jarl was pulling him closer, not allowing their kiss to break.

Jarl eventually broke their kiss, allowing Merlin to sink back to the bed and a wicked smile was spread over his lips. Merlin felt sick, still feeling those cold hard lips against his own and he couldn't help but let a single tear roll over his cheek.

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Hello everyone! So here's the next chapter for this story and I fear a few (or maybe all) of you are now hating me. I promise that all is going to be alright in the end, but for now you just have to live with Jarl being near Merlin. And now he also has Gwaine, surprised? I think the next chapter will be up within the week. A rather long chapter and this story is getting longer than I imagined, oh well more for all of you. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please leave a review.