Arthur walked up the driveway, clutching the mail in his hand, in the other hand was two bags full of things from the store. He walked around the house to the backdoor. Once there, he struggled to open the door, too many things in his hands. He cursed and looked around, annoyed.

He noticed then, tied up to his doghouse was Dragon, the black lab puppy he and Merlin had just gotten a few months ago. Dragon, (Merlin chose the name, of course,) sat there, staring back at Arthur big, doggy eyes. He felt bad for him, being out there on a hot summer day. Merlin was always so against chaining up the dog, not that Arthur didn't know why, because he did. He wondered now, as he finally managed to get the door open, what Dragon had done to get put outside.

Arthur walked into the house and set the few things on the table, he swore to himself that if he had to go to the store one more time this week he was going to go broke. He flipped through the mail then and noticed a postcard from Hawaii, he grinned at this.

"Merlin?" he called, reading over Gwen's careful handwriting.

"In the living room," Merlin said back, in a quiet voice. Arthur smiled and pocketed the card, forgoing putting away the groceries just yet, as he walked into the sitting room. There sat Merlin, on his left leg was Mr. Noodles, licking his paws, and in Merlin's arms was a bundle of pink blankets. "I'm glad you're here."

"I'm glad I'm here too," Arthur remarked, shooing Mr. Noodles away and sitting down next to Merlin. Merlin turned and set the bundle of pink into Arthur's arms then; Arthur looked down at the baby girl inside them and marveled at her.

She was perfect, if Arthur hadn't known better, (and that is was literally impossible,) he would think this tiny, little baby was born from their genes. She had blond hair and pale skin, and the bluest, most Merlin-ish eyes Arthur had ever seen. He wondered then, how he got so lucky. If you had told him two years ago that this would be his life now, he wouldn't have believed it. And if you had told King Arthur over a thousand years ago this would be his life…well, he would have punched you in the face.

"I'm serious, stop leaving me!" Merlin told him, pulling him from his musing. "Mr. Noodles and Dragon got into a fight again and then Dragon jumped on the baby and I almost killed him."

"I'm glad you didn't, poor dog," Arthur stated, smiling down at his daughter, she slept soundly in his arms, he knew this was a good thing, after last nights late feeding and cry fest.

"Poor dog? Poor Freya, she wouldn't stop crying for twenty minutes!" Merlin barked, crossing his arms and looking just utterly annoyed. "I should have never let you buy a puppy when I knew she would be born soon, puppies are idiots!"

"You let me? You're the one that coos over puppies and watches that damned Too Cute show," Arthur barked at him. "And you're the one that jumped on my-"

"Arthur!"

"Well, you did!"

"You liked the idea of a dog before that…"

"True," Arthur said, smirking a little. "Of course I like any idea better when you're-"

"Would you just stop it!"

Arthur laughed at Merlin's flustered face. He glanced down at Freya again and smiled at her. Merlin covered her loose hand then, fussing like he had been doing these past two weeks, ever sense she had been born and given to them, Merlin had been nothing more than the most annoying mother ever.

"Oh, I forgot…"

"My kiss?" Arthur intrupted. "Yes you did."

"You didn't ask for one," Merlin shrugged, coyly, leaning over and kissing Arthur gently on the lips. "But really, you're parents called, they'll be here within the hour."

"Is Morgan with them?" Arthur asked, to which Merlin nodded. "Let's not leave her alone with the baby then."

"She'll be fine," Merlin shook his head. "Oh…and she's bringing a boy."

"A boy?" Arthur asked, affronted about this news. "What the hell is she bringing a boy for?"

"She met him a few months ago at her Uni and wants you to meet him," Merlin shrugged, standing up. Arthur wondered why she wanted him to meet the boy, she never wanted him to meet her other boyfriends. Probably because they are all rubbish, Arthur thought. He watches as Merlin walked into the kitchen then and started putting the groceries away. Arthur stood up then too, walking over to the basinet in the middle of the sitting room and, gently, placed Freya down in it, she made a baby noise and snuggled down into the small bedding. Arthur made sure she was covered before following his boyfriend into the kitchen.

"Has she told you anything else about this boy?" Arthur wondered, he was not opposed to beating up a little turd in the middle of their street; he was not opposed at all.

"No, just that he's adorable," Merlin made a goofy face and put away the frozen chicken in the freezer. Arthur walked over then and grabbed Merlin, pulling him close. "You're not going to beat him up, are you?"

"If I have to," Arthur said, leaning down to kiss Merlin's neck. "It might be fun at that."

"Aggressive prat."

Arthur chuckled, and only moments latter, there was a knock on the backdoor and Dragon could be heard barking from the backyard. Merlin jerked out of Arthur's arms then, and high tailed it into the living room.

"They're here!" he announced, as he ran. "Get the door, I'll get the baby!"

Arthur walked quickly, yet much slower than Merlin, over to the backdoor and there, stood his parents. His mother's thrilled face made him smile as he pulled open the door and was engulfed in a hug. She pushed him away soon after though, and pushed her way in the house, he felt his father pat him on the back as he followed his mother inside.

"Where's that baby?" she asked, almost hungry sounding as Merlin round the corner from the other room, pink bundle in his arms again. She rushed to him. "Oh my god, she's beautiful!"

Arthur wanted to gloat about this, but had nothing to do with it at all, so he just nodded in agreement. Merlin put Freya into the mother's arms and it almost sounded like the noises Merlin made when he was watching Too Cute. It was easy to tell, the new grandmother was in love.

"Where's Morgan?" Arthur asked, not seeing her behind his father.

"She's coming, they took another car," his father explained and Arthur nodded, as his dad walked over to look at the baby as well. It was a perfect moment, one that could only happen once in your life. Your parents cooing over your first baby while you and the person you love stand there and watch.

Merlin looked over at Arthur then, grinning. Nothing could be better than this, Arthur had decided. It couldn't be ruined. It was only seconds later, however, that the backdoor burst open. She didn't even knock, Arthur thought, slightly annoyed, but this was Morgan after all.

"We're here!" she yelled, as she walked in and stopped at the scene before her, she smiled. "Well, you've managed to do it, brother, didn't think you had it in you."

Arthur didn't comment at this, he was too busy watching the figure behind her. The boy had been shutting the door, but when he turned, Arthur gasped. The boy looked around boredly until his eyes landed on Arthur and a familiar smirk played out on his lips. Arthur looked back at Merlin for a second, who, was doing the same as Arthur; looking at the boy.

"This is my boyfriend," Morgan stated then, looping her arm with the boys. "Mordred."

Merlin stepped closer to Arthur then, almost protective, Arthur could feel him. As the boy's smirk grew, looking still, solely at Arthur. It was clear; they both knew who the other was.

"Hello, Arthur."

(A/N: Here we go, the last part of this story, I wanted to really leave a cliff hanger ending, adding MoMo into it really did that for me. Anyway, thank you all so much for your comments and reading this story, you've all been amazing! And I hope to see you all again when I write other stuff.)