Whoever reads Forromah's Poison and this would have already read this but i thought it was important to put it on both.

My laptop has decided that it doesn't want to work anymore which means I am updating on a family computer. This computer is regularly stolen by my sister so there may be times when I update on my phone. If this happens I will update again when I manage to get on a computer. I am sorry for any inconvenience this may cause. RIP my laptop (it was 4 years old so it has done its time).

However saying this, I will hopefully update this Wednesday morning as I have it off school. Just depends on how much editing I need to do.

Reply to reviews:

yesthenLucky9 - I agree with you there. They should have done :)

Sjritts - Aithusa will be coming up in future chapters so you will get more of her.

Meri Ley (to both of your reviews) - Glad you like the story. I would update more however the story would be over very quickly and to be honest with you I don't really have the time as school and homework takes up most of that. :)

MegamiTenshiHime - Ummmmm ... sorry about that. It was just what Morgan saw when she fainted. That's why she heard "They are beautiful" and "Goodbye Morgana."

Renaissancebooklover108 - Again sorry about that. There may be another two chapters that you would need tissues for.

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life

Chapter 3

Morgan woke up with a number of different faces in hers.

"Come on move back, give her some space.. Come on guys move!" Mrs Jennings said.

The crowds dispersed and Mrs Jennings helped Morgan up.

"Steady there." Mrs Jennings said. "Are you alright?" She was still holding her up.

"Yes, no, I think so." Morgan was so confused.

The tour guide was still standing in the same spot as he was when Morgan fainted.

"Umm, there is a … um coffee shop if you wish to … um rest in there." He was amazed by the fact that this woman had passed out. Nobody had every passed out before. It cannot be. It cannot be her remembering a past life.

Morgan blinked a few times. He reminded her of someone.

Morgan closed her eyes and tried to remember where he had seen him. He had fought with Uther in a tournament one time, the Decennial Tournament. He was the one from the finial. It was Gilli.

"That might be a good idea."

The tour guide was still studying her and she couldn't tell whether he knew that it was her or whether he knew who he was.

An old man turned up in the room.

Morgan would have gasped if she didn't want to keep up her cool exterior and not draw attention to herself or him.

"We will go to the cafe." She said without taking her eyes off the man. She hoped that he would follow them. She wanted to speak to him. It had been too long.

They walked straight passed the display.

No one but the old man took note that the black rose had changed.

It was now alive.

Morgana Pendragon was back in the world.

He just smiled and followed the group. He had to speak with her again. It had been too long.

Morgan looked around the cafe.

It was now filled with her students but manger didn't mind. Probably because he knew that they would spend money in here.

Morgan sighed. All she wanted was a strong coffee to hopefully clear her head.

She had been in a daydream for most of the queue until she reached the till.

"Hi what can I get you?" the cheery worker asked.

Morgan shock her head before replying. "I will have a strong white coffee with one sugar and whatever he behind me is having."

She had a feeling that she recognised the person behind her but wasn't sure from where.

"Umm ... That isn't necessary." The old man said.

"I insist." Morgan said as she turned and smiled at him.

His eyes, how could someone so old have eyes so young, but also have wisdom and look like he has lived for … well forever. They were deep blue and Morgan wanted him to tell her that he was who she thought he was.

"I will have a black tea, one sugar." He said eventually.

Once the drinks was made, Morgan picked up the tray and walked out side.

It was July and luckily warm enough to sit outside. Morgan knew it was better to be away from her students. She was going to be asked a hell load of questions when she got back.

Morgan stirred her coffee. "I would have thought you would have tried to find me sooner."

Morgan leaned back in he seat to see that the old man wasn't old any more.

Now she knew why his eyes were so old. His long silver hair was now short and black. His wrinkled face was now smooth with high cheek bones. Morgan couldn't help but smile.

"Sorry the past couple of times I have done that everything went wrong." He said leaning forward to pick up his tea.

"I wasn't asking for an apology, I was just wondering." Morgan said sipping on her coffee. "You look better young."

Merlin smiled at her. He still couldn't believe that she was here with him now. After all those years. He had to know how much she remembers.

"Do ... Um do you remember any of your other lives?" Merlin asked.

He looked different with his raincoat and trainers on rather than his tunic and neckerchief.

"No, only snippets of our first. I need to take you shopping sometime soon. A plain t shirt with a leather jacket and skinny jeans. Yes that will suit you very well."

"I don't need any new clothes." Merlin said. He was lying, he hadn't brought anything new since the turn of the 20th century. He looked down at what he was wearing. "Okay I may be a little out of date but umm ... I have ... Um been busy."

"For how long?" Morgan could tell that he was making it up.

"About 10 … 13 … 113 years."

"And how have you been busy?"

Merlin looked around for an excuse. "The World Wars and the Cold War didn't help. I was so sure that Arthur was going to come back that I couldn't bare to leave the lake. Well that was for most of the Cold War. I had to leave for the army for the world wars. I had turned myself young so that Arthur knew who I was and I was told to go and sign up. I didn't mind it really. Reminded of me when i was fighting for Arthur when he didn't know."

Morgan shock her head. "Has anyone else ever come back? And you said other lives, this isn't my first is it?"

"Gwen has been back once, 1917 is when I met her. Became a nurse for the British army and helped all the soldiers. She died a few months before the end of the war. It was sad, she had saved so many lives, including mine just a couple of times. However I knew that I would survive them, it was just nice to know that Gwen was still herself. Although most people still have the same mannerism." Merlin said, pausing for a moment.

"Like Lancelot. I have seen him twice, once in 1189 and the other in 1666. He had set out with Richard Lionheart on the third crusade, he didn't return. I heard that he died protecting the King which is all that he was brought up to do. He helped many people during the great fire, I only just managed to save his life. He finally married and grew old. He deserved that life."

"Still a hero dear Lancelot was. It was a shame he had to die when he did. So noble." Morgan said remembering.

Merlin hummed in response.

"Gwaine in 1748. He was one of the Bow Street runners. However he was dismissed due to drunkenness. But that is Gwaine for you. He was doing so well. He tried to be a policeman after the Metropolitan police act. He didn't get in for the same reason he was dismissed. Other than that nobody else. I think I saw a glimpse of Uther but I left him to his life. That was in 1692. Leader of the witch hunts. Some things never change do they." Merlin chuckled. "You always turn up. Whenever you die I always find you about 20 years later. I believe that you were mean to be immortal with me but because I killed you it led to a never ending cycle of you being reincarnated."

Morgan could say that she was impressed.

"No some people don't change. It's good to see that they were all like themselves. Have I always been the villain?"

Merlin moved about in his chair. "Sometimes. However it depends on the people. I mean you were the Tsarina Alexandria."

"Killed by Lenin and the whole country hated us." Morgan said.

"There were people that did love you. But we will leave it to the historians to judge that."

"But at least I was the Queen I should have been."

Merlin laughed. "You have been many Queens over the time. I have been advisers and servants just to get anywhere close to you."

Silence fell between them.

"So where do we go from here?" Morgan said.

Merlin cleared his throat. "Depends on you really. Do you want to start again?"

"Just tell me what you have been doing all these years."

Merlin sighed. "That's a long time. I doubt we have the time."

"Okay then tell me from when after you killed me."