peacelight24: Lol, even if it's hard to believe, no. I read it just after posting and didn't notice the similarity until later. ;) Guess it's a coincidence :D And I KNOW right? Why can't every episode be a 4x06? *groans*

CaptainOzone: Aww Oz, I am glad! It was sappiness over sappiness over unicorns wasn't it?

April29Roses: I wish he would get one too :(
 Wow, my friend, this made my day! I would love to expand on this one in the future. Who knows, maybe a near future?

Mika271170: Okay, how can I reply to this review without a cyber hug? *SENDS BIGGEST HUG* Thank you so much! You put a giant smile upon my face. :D

SheilaWolfe: Aww, thank you so much! And here you go :D

servant123: :D

MamzelleHermy: thanks! I loved writing a wintery fic. :D

A Million Mad Musings: Aww, thank you so much! *sends giant hug!* take care too :D

caldera32: I know! Merlin needs to have something besides his servant clothes...

101Witch101: Okay, please let me give you a big, big bear hug. All your reviews popping on my email have made my entire week. Thanks from the bottom of my heart my friend :D

Merlinfanatic77: I LOVE that you got it MF! ( Love how Merlin and Arthur are goofing around, but as soon as Merlin thinks that Arthur is even the slightest bit hurt, he stops teasing and gets very protective. :)) I was afraid no one would. Sharp eye. :D THank you so much for all your lovely reviews! *sends hug*

sarajm: Aww, thanks!

Title: Turning Pages.

Summary: A ficlet miscellany inspired by random music/desserts/quotes/movies or thoughts. No slash.

Inspiration: Quote,

"The child is mine!."

- Merlin, 'Excalibur. 1981.'

And challenge from The Heart of Camelot 'Ink Upon Parchment.'

A/N: I understand that there's VERY little chance of this actually happening in the show but once the idea got in my head I couldn't get it out. This was actually going to be a humorous fic but angst won me over. I'm so not surprised.

Ink Upon Parchment.

The letter was yellow, worn and wrinkled and by the time Merlin found it some of the lines were blurred beyond recognition. But when his eyes caught the name 'Arthur' the Court Sorcerer knelt on the floor of Uther Pendragon's old chambers, frowning as he opened the fragile parchment.

Merlin had been going through Uther's personal vaults, expecting to find some magical artifacts that would be safer in his hands rather than on those unused rooms. But his surprise was great when he found a small box, covered by dust and spider webs, forgotten and forsaken in a corner.

The letter was inside.

With all my heart, I hope this reaches you.

I know who you are, Emrys. You are the being the poets speak of, the man that will unite in one the old ways and the new. You are the man the druids wait for. Why, if the last time I visited them they only talked about you!

Geoffrey thinks me mad for doing this but I don't care. When have I ever listened to him?

I wonder who you are. Are you an old man with a gray beard and eyes that speak of power and carefully locked secrets? Will you arrive in a stormy night, after my little child is all grown up?

Will I get to meet you? I certainly hope so. Though the druids I've spoken with have been very lenient about it they say absolutely nothing. I could go mad trying to figure out why they are act, suddenly, so secretive! -If Uther comes in and reads above my shoulder he'll laugh at me, I'm sure. Still, before it's time for our morning ride I want to ask something of you.

Look after him, Emrys. Look after my little Arthur.

Yes, I'll name him Arthur.

Do you like it? I know that, even if he is flesh from my flesh, my little child is not mine but yours.

Oh, what joy fills me when I feel him move inside me! I know he'll have a golden heart, just like Uther. He'll be...I can only write it and yet my hand trembles with joy! From the moment I heard the tale I knew, deep within my heart, that my Arthur was the one. I will say nothing to Uther of course…It'll be out little secret, won't it, Emrys? He'll have to see with his own eyes what Arthur will become. And when we're old and gray I'll take his hand and whisper to him the legends that spelled out our son's destiny and glory. How wide will his smile be! …

My Once and Future, my Arthur. Can I dare to hope that this little ink upon parchment reaches your hands, Emrys? And if it doesn't...one day I'll tell you face to face. Because I know that, as soon as you come in, my Arthur will recognize you. He'll grow up hearing stories about you; I'll make haste so that the druid's tales become his lullabies. I can only hope, Emrys, that you'll find him soon enough. And, overjoyed, I'll place him in your arms and let you shush him, for I know that you are the one he truly belongs too.

Farewell, My Lord Emrys. When Nimueh arrives at court I'll send this out with her. I know that she will be able to find you, wherever you are.

Until we meet, I will wait for you; me and Arthur both,

Ygraine Du Bois.

Gosh, I am such a sap!

Keep an eye open for the second part because...seriously, can I, in good faith, skip all the bromancey goodness after this? I think not! :D

And I can hardly wait for tomorrow. It's going to be epic. :D