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When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

Chapter 8

Morgan managed to pull herself out of bed the next day. She didn't want to. She just felt so exhausted.

She flipped the kettle on once she got into the kitchen.

The saucepan was is there from last night.

Morgan listened to the kettle bubbling away rather than her own thoughts.

Even though Aaron had only been here for a couple of days, he had made her flat seem louder than it was now.

Morgan made herself a coffee and looked up at the clock.

It was 8:50.

Morgan's eyes widen with shock. She only had 10 minutes to get to school and it was a 15 minute drive.

Morgan poured her coffee into a flask and ran out the door, grabbing all the bags by her door.

She shoved the bag into her car and was thankful that she got changed before she left the bedroom.

"I am sorry I am late" Morgan shouted above her form.

"Miss come on its only 2 days before the end of term and then we are off for two weeks." Jamie said.

"Don't you think I know that." Morgan said sarcastically.

She flopped down into her chair and started up the computer.

"Are you okay miss?" Sophie asked.

"I am fine. Just overlaid. I think everyone has done that once or twice before."

Jamie put his arm around Sophie. "I don't think she is."

Morgan stood up and sat on the edge of her desk. "Well if you know so much about my life Jamie why don't you tell me what I am feeling?"

"See miss you forget that we live in the same building. I was walk up the stairs to my floor when I heard shouting and a man storm out of the flat that the shouting came from. He was mumbling about tell her earlier and not leaving it, just like his magic. I thought I was all strange until I realized that it was the man that I saw you go and shop with. So what were you fighting about?"

Morgan wanted to sigh but couldn't allow herself to.

"Also, I know where you live." Jamie said in the most creepy voice.

Morgan smiled. "Of course you know where I live but if I get anything through my letterbox, you will be my first victim."

"Miss Fay." Said the headmaster, pocking his head around the door. "Could I have a word with your form."

Morgan smiled. "Of course, they are all yours." She got off the edge of her desk and went back to her computer.

The headmaster stood in front of the form, blocking Morgan from view. "Right we have a professor from the University of Exeter coming to speak to you about Miss Fay's favourite topic, the Arthurian legend."

Morgan stopped what she was doing and looked up at the headmaster. As all the teacher's chairs were office chairs, Morgan pushed herself out behind her desk.

"Really who?"

The headmaster turned and looked at her. "Aaron Wyllt."

Morgan tried not to react to the name but hoped that he was going to do something special.

Maybe this is his way of trying to make it up to me?

After everyone was in the hall, Aaron started to speak.

"Hello I am Aaron Wyllt. I am a professor at Exeter and I am here to talk to you about the Arthurian legend. There has been many different versions of the legend but I want to know which one all of you think is right. There's Geoffrey of Monmouth's accounts, Gildas, Mark Twain, Martin Phillips?"

Morgan smiled. She knew that Martin Phillips had the proper account of the Arthurian legend.

"Depends which one Miss Fay believes in." One of the students shouted.

"Miss Fay?" Aaron said looking at Morgan. "Which one do you believe is right?"

"It's a legend so they all potentially have truth and lies in all of them but I would have to say that I believe Martin Phillips' account of the legend seemed the more realistic."

Aaron smiled. He was just happy that Morgan was talking to him again.

"What if I told you that it was the actual legend?"

"I would have to ask what proof you have." Morgan shot back at him.

Aaron smiled. "There are two roses in a museum in Cornwall, the white one is always alive while the black one goes in and out of being wilted or alive. Emrys means immortal in Welsh. If what Phillips says is true and the roses represent Merlin and Morgana then the fact that the white one is always alive proves that point."

"What if the white one is plastic and the black one just gets replaced so it fits in with the legend?" Morgan asked.

"I have felt the white one, it is defiantly a real rose."

"Okay so Merlin is a dragonlord, why didn't he answer to the calls of his baby dragon Aithusa?"

Aaron wanted to flinch but didn't. He knew he had to say something. He knew this is why he was here for.

"Because at that moment in time Aithusa wasn't his biggest problem. He thought that Aithusa was just trying to be playful and wanted to see her master as the other dragon, Killgharrah, wasn't much fun. It backfired when he finally answered her call. Not only did he regret not answering it earlier, wished that he could have left it again. Merlin wasn't happy with what he saw and Aithusa never forgave him for it. That's why she was on Morgana's side. She saw the pain that Merlin had placed on her and tried to save her from that. To begin with Aithusa was sent to try and save Morgana from the darkness but to Aithusa, Merlin was that darkness. I believe that it wouldn't be a thing that he would easily be able to forgive himself and if the Arthurain legend was true then he would still be regretting it till this day. And if Morgana was reincarnated then he wouldn't want her finding out about it as it would break his heart to know that she knew about him neglecting them."
Aaron finished his speech with a sigh.

Morgan turned to the students. "Come on he is here for you lot, ask him some questions."

Morgan then slipped out of the hall.

She sat on the little sofa used as a little reception room. Aaron didn't want her to know, that's why he didn't tell her and was reluctant to. Even just telling her must have brought back bad feelings. No wonder he wanted to get away from her last night.

The students flooded out of the hall as the bell went.

It was now break and Morgan needed a coffee so badly.

Aaron walked into the staff room with the headmaster. He couldn't believe how easy it was to talk him into allow him to do the talk but the first part of his plan had worked fine.

Morgan stood by the kettle.

"What you making Morgan?"

Morgan turned to the headmaster with surprise. She must have been in her own thoughts.

"I was making a coffee but I can make tea if you want one."

"I will have a coffee and Mr Wyllt?" The headmaster said.

"A black tea, one sugar." Aaron said. He knew that Morgan already knew that but had to tell her anyway.

Morgan placed their drinks in front of them as all the teachers came into the staff room. Morgan knew she wasn't going to enjoy this.

Miss East was the first one. "Oh your the man I saw out with our Morgan. Why spend your time with her? I will be much better. You are rather cute aren't you?"

Aaron held back the retort of 'And you are rather rude.'

"A professor? I have never dated one of them before. Are you and Morgan going out?"

Aaron now knew why Morgan moaned about her. He still had the same idea of trying to see the good in people but Miss East was starting to get on his nerves.

"Come on leave him alone." Morgan said.

"Oh I see you are quick to deny anything." Miss East said.

Aaron could see that Morgan wanted to slap her.

"Miss East isn't it?" Aaron said.

"Yes but you can call me ..."

"Great, you know maybe you should stop peering into other people's lives. I have seen many people do this and it is usually because they aren't happy with their own. Whether I am with Morgan doesn't make any difference to you. Now do you mind getting out of my face, there are other people I would wish to speak to."
Aaron picked up his tea and moved over to Morgan.

"Sorry I didn't believe you about her." He whispered.

Miss East was glued to the placed stunned.

Morgan chuckled.

"What?" Aaron said to her.

"I don't think anyone had made Miss East speechless before."

"Well years of Arthur comes down to something."

Morgan was halfway through teaching the beginning of the Cold War when there was a knock at the door.

"Flowers for Miss Fay?" The woman said as she poked her head around the door.

Morgan smiled and went over to pick them up.

They were wild flowers, mainly purples and pinks.

Morgan smiled wider. She remembered Merlin getting her some just like this after she found out about her magic.

"Thank you."

Aaron was standing by Morgan's car when she came to it after school.

"Look what I said today I meant. I have thought over it for all these years and there is nothing I can do to change what happened."

Morgan sighed. "I'm sorry I didn't realise the hurt that you went through. Maybe we can start again."

"Look Morgan I don't want to start again. I want to start where we left off. Before Camlann, we were speaking of marriage. Well." Aaron got down on one knee. "I want that to become real." He took a box out of the top pocket of his jacket and took her hands in his. "I have thought about it all these years. What our marriage would have been like? Would we have moved away from Camelot to a haven where we would be accepted for our magic? What would our children look like?" Aaron shock his head. "But that doesn't matter now. We are in a modern age and I want to marry you. We answer all the other questions later." He opened the box to brilliant diamond ring. "Morgan Fay will you marry me?"

Morgan just stared at him. Yesterday they had fallen out and now he was proposing to her.

"If it will make your decision easier, they are all real diamonds and I could get a matching necklace."

Morgan just laughed. "Yes, of course Aaron."

He stood up and kissed her. He took the ring out of the box and put it on her finger.