Hello, again. There has been a huge gap between this and the previous chapter and I'm sorry, but there's just have been so much stuff going on here. This chapter refused to be written, but it's rather important. Anyway, this is it

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"How many Vivians are you related to?" asked Merlin, dreading her answer.

"Only my mother I think. What could Uther have to do with my mother? I think he had seen her only a couple of times when he visited us at home. He mostly talked with my dad."

Merlin opened his mouth, but closed it again without making any sound. Morgana believing that her parents' deaths were both tragic accidents was curious enough, but now, when it had been made clear that Uther was involved, he couldn't help but wonder. What connection did Uther have with Morgana's family? Why did he adopt her? Why was he so keen that she never finds out the truth about the 'Vivian thing'?

It all seemed a terrible mess.

Morgana, at the same time was trying to put things in order.

Uther had been the only parental figure she had known for the previous decade, even though he had proved himself to be a disappointment. He had made her life a living hell at times, trying to make her one of his own kind but it had to have been difficult for him too, having her messing around wit his business. She was just the daughter of one of his friends and co-workers. However, she had almost become a Pendragon. Why did he choose to raise her when her parents died? Uther had never been one to help others of goodwill and charity. She was of some importance to him. That was for sure. The 'Vivian thing'. The word ringed in her mind again and again. Uther, no doubt, knew her mother. But what could have made Uther so insistent that she know nothing about it. Having to do with Vivian and being discussed in secrecy only by Uther and his most trusted assistant. She had known Gaius since she remembered herself. He was the one who cared to play with her when she was young, hear her worries and doubts as a teenager. How, on earth could Uther have persuaded Gaius not to talk to her about it? The Gaius she knew would have hidden nothing.

Merlin's cough brought her out of her thoughts. She looked at him in anticipation. Maybe he had thought of something.

"Come on Merlin, prove yourself a genius and find the magic key." she said cheekily, trying to lighten the conversation.

"I have totally no idea" he said with a goofy smile. "And as I'm pretty sure you are not going to stay right there and do nothing about it, I guess we are going to do some research on Uther Pendragon's past".

"Does this mean I should accept a position in his office?"

"Exactly"

They both stayed silent for a while.

"I'm tired", Morgana said. Merlin didn't reply. He just took the blanket and covered both of them. Morgana curled at his side

"Thank you" she said quietly, "I really don't deserve all this"

Merlin stroked her hair and said nothing. He always had trouble expressing himself when it came to emotional matters. Morgana fell asleep a bit later.

Smiling at her sleeping form, Merlin closed his eyes too.

When Morgana woke up next morning she was in Merlin's bed and Merlin was, apparently in the kitchen. She guessed he might have carried her to the bed while she was asleep.

Too sleepy to think about it twice she put on a robe and went to the kitchen too. Merlin handed her a mug with coffee and she replied with a "'Morning" and a yawn. He grinned at her and pointed at her phone.

"It has been buzzing ever since I woke up. I think its Uther."

Morgana called Uther and arranged a meeting for coffee. A few hours later Merlin came to pick her up with his car.

"So, how did it go?"

"Fine, I'm to work as his personal assistant, manage his files and all that. It seems that Gaius has become more of an instructor to Uther and is not really helpful with the paperwork."

"Since we have them at hand, I'd suggest you took a proper look at Uther's files. Maybe you will come across something interesting."

They stopped for a packet of chips and went straight to Gwen's house, who had called Merlin a dozen of times saying she had something important to tell them. Merlin couldn't help but wonder what Gwen could want to say that involved Morgana, as his best friend had made it clear that it was necessary she came too.

They entered Gwen's flat. It was remarkably more tidy that Merlin's. Actually it was one of the tidiest places Morgana had ever been to. Merlin's flat was always a mess, but he seemed to be able to find his things quite easily. Morgana had also never been very organised, so she took pleasure in sharing the flat with him.

"Morgana?" Gwen questioned, seeing her gaze at the flat with a lost expression.

"Sorry, that's me" she replied, a bit embarrassed.

Merlin and Morgana sat down on the sofa while Gwen stood in front of them and took a heavy breath. Then she began speaking fast, like trying to get everything out at once.

"As I may have told you again, I work as a nurse at the Hospital down the road. Today, I and a few other girls were sent for a shift at the Central Hospital. As I was taking my break, they asked me to arrange the patient folders. I accepted and I came by chance across you folder, Morgana."

"Mine?I thought my files were in Ireland, were I was born. How .." Morgana started to say but Gwen continued.

"I thought so too. But apparently you were not born in Ireland. However, the problem is not the birthplace, but your parents. The papers stated clearly that your parents were Vivienne Valiant and"

"Gorlois Le Fay" Merlin continued the sentence. "What's the interesting in that?"

"The child's father was not Gorlois Le Fay. It was Uther Pendragon".