Oh Golly! Chapter 12, a Merlin + Supergirl Crossover fanfic

AN: Okay guys! Here we are with the final Chapter of this journey! Oh I am so excited to hear from you on this one. I am sure many people will not like me after they read some bits of this chapter, but see the final notes and I'll try to understand. I know this is the longest chapter until now and I had to post it earlier, but uni exams were kicking my butt. P.S Special thanks to a very special someone that recommended me to listen to a few songs of the French musical La légende du roi Arthur and I definitely recommend listening to the songs while reading the fic. Especially this one ( watch?v=c1b0wuICHvc) it definitely gives it the mysterious kick I was hoping for. Well I hope you like it, thank you for staying with me through this journey and stay tuned for the new fic in the series.

AN1: First things first: I absolutely love Morgana, but I couldn't keep her mainly because can't imagine how Kara would feel if she had to choose between one or the other, so that way she has both. Secondly, I am really sorry about the grammar mistakes, but it's 4 am and I have an exam in 4 hours, so I really have no time to proofread it.

Chapter XII: Of love and lust and life – Part II

*Female voice talking*

"They say death is peaceful, they say it comes as a long awaited balm that suits any wound, like a relief of all the pain, they say death comes as a friend, as a long awaited guest, but what do they know? Liars." To your eyes, death never seemed more of an unwanted enemy than right now. There is nothing peaceful about death; it is a myth, a chimera. Death is a spoiled, egoistic, petulant child who takes what it wants when it wants. Death is the cold you start feeling, creeping slowly through your limbs, when the oozing blood of the wound on your stomach is already soaking heavily the ground underneath your body. Dying makes you realize how much you wanted to live, how you didn't have nearly enough time yet to feel the sun on your skin enough or the wind in your hair or the fruity taste of your one true love's kiss on your lips… you don't get to wake up next to her again and play with her hair, gently kissing her forehead, the tip on her nose until she lazily comes out of her slumber, her neck… Then you realize that what you once dreamt of, a life filled with love and adventures and who knows maybe even a house filled with kids someday… All that… is just never going to be now, because Death decided to claim you before you even got the chance to put a ring on your girl's finger. All those fantasies, dreams, goals, desires, wishes, hopes about the future… they are gone in a blink of an eye. You regret it so much, you feel cheated by fate, by fortune, by destiny, by life itself… and it angers you, but you cannot do anything except slowly bleed until you close your eyes for the last time and until your last breath leaves your body. So no, Death is not peaceful, death is agonizingly torturous.

Yet, somehow, even though you are angry at the whole world, you feel calm, not because you know that soon all the pain will go away, but because you see her eyes looking at you. Those wondrous, sensational, warm and caring eyes… And you hear her talking to you, you feel her tears burning your skin even more than the fire that attacks your lungs every time you take a breath, she knows that's the end for you, but she still refuses to let you go. Your body still feels the ghost of her touch, of how gently she was cradling you since the moment you hit the ground, your mind still replays her scream in the exact moment the arrow ripped through you and your faith was sealed.

She is the reason you fight for every additional draw of breath in your lungs and there are so much stuff you want to tell her, so many things you want her to know, you want to talk and laugh again, to shout your powerlessness, to scream your frustrations, but even whispering never seemed like more straining and impossible task than at this very moment, so you listen.

You listen to her cries and to her promises, to her oats and her curses, you listen to everything she is saying, but your consciousness begins to slip away, you begin to drift away… and that is how the last thing you ever hear is her vow "You are mine and I am yours and neither fate, nor time, nor universe will stop us from being together my love". You feel your body being lifted, but you're not sure anymore if you're imagining it or if it's really happening, if it's just your imagination playing tricks on you again or if you're truly falling, gliding between millions of tiny lights that flash around you. You are falling and no sound comes from your mouth, only a single tear slides down your left cheek, leaving a wet trace on your already cold face.

**12 hours ago**

Sometimes a moment is lived like an eternity and others a century seems to pass in a heartbeat. Tonight was the second case, the sun showed up on the horizon earlier than either of the two girls wanted it to, in fact there were a few moments during the night that neither wanted it to rise ever again. One was afraid and doubting, the other was nervous and thinking, but when it was clear that sleep would not come to them, they decided to get ready for what the day would bring, for whatever it was, they would face it together.

Kara had woken up pretty excited from the wonderful dream she had tonight, she dreamt of seeing her family and friends soon, she dreamt of seeing Lena again, she definitely had to explain her absence and Morgana's presence, but ultimately she thought Lena would be happy for her, even though the blonde had feelings for her Lena was straight and there was no way she could ever return those feelings… right?

Well, never mind that now, the important thing was that she had Morgana by her side and that made her smile brighter than the sun. Kara always like to see how Morgana was preparing for today, but today was extra special, she admired all her curves and dips, but her eyes settled on a belt that the brunette was currently strapping to her thigh.

"Why do you even need that if you're going to have your sword with you?" – Asked Kara.

"Oh, you mean this?" – Morgana took the small dagger from the table and took it out of its sheet. The blade looked somehow larger now that there was nothing to hide it and of course, extremely sharp, Kara knew Morgana liked hear weapons as her wits, sharp and always ready.

"Sometimes during battle, a sword can be easily kicked out of your hand or get broken, it has never happened to me, but I wouldn't like to find myself in a similar situation and be unprepared." – Answered Morgana as it is was the most obvious thing in the world and put the dagger back in its protective sheet and strapping it securely on her thigh.

Kara stood up from the bed, barely covered by the shirt she wore to sleep and went up to Morgana, slowly circling her from behind. The blonde traced Morgana's bare back with the tips of her fingers, at first Morgana was very shy around Kara, but pretty soon she felt so good every time the other woman looked at her naked body that she stopped worrying about covering up when they were alone. The morning air was crisp, but somehow the blonde doubted that it was the reason behind the goosebumps that covered Morgana's flawless skin all of a sudden.

"Kara, if you don't let me get dressed we are never going to get ready on time." – Morgana mockingly complained, still standing in front of the full-length mirror in all her naked glory. She loved the mornings with Kara and she knew they actually had a few minutes to spare so it was not that big of a tragedy.

"Maybe I don't care about being on time, it's not like Sara will get lost around the stables." – Kara said and while her fingers were barely touching the porcelain skin underneath them at times, she would accentuate her intentions with a little dig of her nails, leaving rosy marks behind. She began at her neck, drawing lazy figures around her shoulder blades, scratching lightly her vertebral column, while sneaking her hand around Morgana's waist and pulling her closer to her front. Kara's right hand that was playing with the skin of her back continued to descend, on her waist, past her hipbones, brushing her right thigh and then softly squeezing her right butt cheek, while kissing the opposite side of her neck. Morgana loved it when Kara touched her so slowly, so intimately, it wasn't just an erotic connection, all those small wet kisses from her ear lobe to her neck, down to her shoulder, that was the intimacy that made the brunette crave Kara's touch each time they were apart. Sure, sometimes the sex was passion, fire, and frenzy, and it was good, more than good, it was amazing! However, this was not a move inspired by lust, don't get her wrong, Morgana enjoyed the lust part even more than Arthur himself probably, but this right there in that very moment, that was love.

Kara was worshiping her like a goddess and all she could do was melt to the touch and let all her defenses fall, she didn't need them, she never did with Kara it just took her time to learn that. Kara had mapped out her body and had memorized every inch that makes her heart beat a little faster, every spot that makes her breath hitch, every place that when kissed made her moan. The blonde knew where to kiss and where to suck, where to nibble and where to tease, the blonde knew her and she never once hesitated with her actions.

It was established long ago, that they trusted one another with everything in their hearts and strangely, nothing was off limits. They could feel each other's desire and longing, it was an indisputable fact and most importantly, they trusted in the other with not only their lives, but their hearts as well, was there really anything more left to trust someone with?

Kara took the dagger from Morgana's belt on her thigh and slowed her ministrations enough as to make the brunette in her arms whimper and open her eyes again. Kara brought the dagger in front of Morgana and took it out, bringing its sharp tip to Morgana's throat. She hold the power, she felt Morgana's heat beat quickening, but the way Morgana caressed her arms with her own reassured her that the Lady wasn't experimenting fear, she felt desire. That was one of the sides Kara came to discover with Morgana.

While the noblewoman was often shy and quiet in public, when alone she always had an opinion, always something to say and once while they were having one of their fights again, Morgana was furious with Kara, but the blonde was unable to continue thinking of the point of their argument any longer, all she wanted was to kiss those beautiful red lips and that's what she did, the moment Morgana turned to face her. It was an angry kiss and even though the brunette enjoyed it she still had the urge to clear their previous argument before starting anything new. That was until Kara picked her up and moved her to the bed. The argument was forgotten the moment Kara straddled her and Morgana saw the dominating side of her blonde. The side she didn't show nearly as much as the brunette wanted her to. It was a thing that triggered something primal in Morgana, something she became addicted to and could never get enough.

Of course Kara was always gentle with her strength, but Morgana liked it when she was in charge so she also made sure to play along because Kara was easily panicked in such situations.

Back to the moment in hand, The tip of the blade was completely still on her throat and Kara began moving it down, again tracing the familiar path that each time seemed like a new adventure. Morgana put her hand on Kara's thighs, trying to get her impossibly closer, she could feel the Kryptonian nerves of steel and patience begin to crack the moment she turned her head and kissed Kara on the lips. The dagger had reached her mid belly and Kara's hand was beginning to shake, she didn't trust herself to continue with this so she just looked at Morgana who gave her a slight nod and she dropped the knife to the ground. Morgana turned in her arms and this time it was she who pushed Kara against the door and moved between her legs. Kara and Morgana would never admit publicly to that, but those little power games between them made each one hungrier for more, truly seeing the level of trust they had for each other, made their love stronger with each passing second they shared.

It was impossible to get enough of the feeling of one another, all the moans and gasps, all the heavy breathing and even the screams of pleasure, there was something about this morning that made them want to freeze time.

Nevertheless, reality waits for no man, or woman, and when reality knocks on the door and you do not hear it, you are in trouble, especially if said reality's name was Sara Lance. After the second series of three quick knocks Sara barges into the room only to find you and Morgana sitting on the table, looking like a hurricane survivors with your disheveled hair and outside turned wrinkled bed shirts. Moreover, if that wasn't enough you were both trying desperately to hide the fact that you are breathing like Olympic marathon runners and the apple that was in Morgana's hand was shaking even though her grip wasn't nearly that fierce as to provoke such a reaction. And because 2 + 2 normally equals 4 and Sara Lance is no stranger to this state you were currently in, she decides to let you off gently this time and doesn't comment on the elephant in the room.

"Kara, Morgana, we should go over the plan for this afternoon one more time, I think we need to consider some new factors." – She said and turned on her heels to leave.

"Ok. We're coming Sara, just…" – Kara tried to answer, but Sara interrupted her.

"No, no. No time for that skirt, just put on some clothes and meet me behind the castle. You have five minutes before I come back and drag you out looking like that." – Sara said while walking through the door and shutting it behind her leaving both women blushing profoundly.

The moment the door closed Morgana and Kara burst out laughing and the blonde helped her girl to get off the table, not trusting enough her strength yet and when Morgana hopped down and Kara steadied her, she received a kiss on the cheek as a reward. Completely innocent, but still very much welcome.

"Come on love, we have to hurry or I fear Sara will keep her word." – Said Morgana while securing the dagger on her thigh once more.

"Then go change behind the curtain, come one, shoo! You cannot expect me to change in front of me and I to just stare at the wall in front of me. I have weaknesses too you know." – Kara said with a playful voice while trying to get to the other end of the room since Morgana just grinned mischievously, but did not move a muscle to put some distance between them, instead she came back to Kara.

"I want you to have this, love" – She said with voice full with love and put the bracelet Morgause had given her on Kara's wrist.

"But, Morgana that helps you sleep, I can't take it." – Kara tried, but Morgana would have none of it.

"Then just hold on to it for today, for good luck and you can give it back to me when all this is over." – There was no point in arguing with her, Kara knew that, so she just leaned in and kissed her tenderly; telling her with her actions how much she loved her.

***Same time on the other side of the castle***

"Ah Merlin, just the person I wanted to see!" – Arthur said and patted the screwy boy on his back a bit too roughly.

"Oh no! Did you lost a bet with Morgana again? You're always smiling like that when you owe her something and you make me go and get it instead yourself." – The young wizard whined. He had so much work to do to prepare for the druid battle that the last thing on his mind was to indulge Arthur in one of his mischiefs again.

"Nice to see you now me so well old friend. No, actually, I haven't lost any more bets with her, yet, but I do need you to fetch me my sword from the armory, it needs to be sharpened and cleaned."

"Okay, okay, I'll go." – Sighed Merlin, he was still his servant after all, he couldn't say no to the prince after all.

"I knew I could count on you." – Said Arthur sarcastically.

"But not enough to let me accompany you on the battlefield. I am good with a bow you know." – Replied Merlin and suddenly the situation grew serious.

"I am not saying that you can't fight Merlin." – Arthur began with a deep voice.

"But I cannot fight and watch that you don't get hurt at the same time. You are my friend Merlin and I don't have very much of those, I cannot permit myself the luxury of losing one."

It was clear that Arthur was being serious, if it were under any other context Merlin would've teased the young prince for admitting he was friends with a servant boy, but now… now he just nodded his head in defeat and turned to fetch his sword all the while planning carefully his plan of action.

As soon as all the knights had gathered at the castle's front stairs three figures emerged from the stables, riding their horses. Uther was in the middle with Arthur on his right and Morgana on his left. While both Uther and Arthur were riding snow white horses and were dressed with Camelot's colors, Morgana was riding Aithusa and proudly wore her grey fur that covered a shirt underneath it and engulfed her left arm, leaving her right free to be able to draw her sword and fight, her dagger was wisely hidden under her tunic. Her hair was braided in a single fish bone braid and only a small lock of dark hair had escaped from its binding, marking gently her face. Just behind the knights were Kara and Sara, both on foot just like the rest of them, both ready to get to the battlefield for a completely different reason than the battle itself. Kara seemed paler than this morning and it was already several days since she was capable of using even a little part of her powers, but she didn't tell neither Sara nor Morgana that. There was no point in worrying them before the battle, besides soon, she would be home and well again, so she just had to hold her composure a little more.

"Soldiers, today is the day we finally make Camelot great again! No more sorcery, no more old religion blasphemy, no more magic!" – Shouted King Uther and while the knights slapped their swords with their shields loudly, Morgana scoffed in disgust.

The three royals kicked their horses and they started walking ahead, even though the army was being led by a king and a prince, it was Athusa who was always a step before the other two horses. Her black body shined with an almost unnatural glow, like that was the moment Aithusa was waiting for all her life, she was a good horse, the best and it broke Morgana's heart to leave her, just like Michael, she didn't even tell him goodbye. She hates goodbyes, she does not see the point in them, they just hurt the people involved. And that is how Morgana found herself thinking of all the things she'd miss from her home, but never doubting her decision to go with Kara. Home had a new meaning to her and it was not a castle full with servants, it was the heartbeat of a smiling and energetic young blonde.

The woods began to thicken and the scouts ran a few paces ahead of the main army, not long after that Uther, Arthur and Morgana split up in three directions. Arthur headed towards the place where the druid camp was supposed to be to scare them and push them to the clearing in the forest where Uther would wait with his men while Morgana flanked the camp from the other side with her part of the troops and push them too towards Uther then the three would join in the middle and the real battle would begin.

It was clear that during war originally thought plans didn't last long, things almost never went according to the previous planning, but nobody expected for what happened next to happen. They were just passing by the crystal caves and because of the thick crowns of the trees, the knights had walked into a trap and they didn't know until it was too late. Suddenly Morgana jumped from Aithusa and drew her sword, but before Arthur would react a rain of arrows poured down on them. The druids had surprised them after all.

Some of the knights fell to the ground before they could even reach for their swords, others decided to run to the woods outside of the arrows range, but out of nowhere, giant black scorpions appeared and began attacking the knights of the crown. Arthur was holding his shield to protect Uther and get him to the circle that the knights from his group had formed with their shields up, protecting themselves from the attack.

That was the rule in Arthur's army, defend the one by your side better than you would defend yourself and that was why their teamwork gave such positive results, because men cared for the other more than for themselves. At first Uther didn't like how his son was shaping his army, but he had to admit it gave good results. Just like Morgana predicted the knights were too busy fighting the druids that seemed to jump off the tall trees and the giant scorpions to pay any attention to her actions. She quickly made her way to the back too where Sara and Kara were currently fighting four of the druids and it was impressive how good they were. Sara wielded a curvy sword in each hand and Kara had her fists, but she was already tired and the fight had just began. Morgana quickly ran towards them and made sure to strike the men down, but not to kill them, she didn't want blood on her hands if it could be avoided.

"Ladies, we have to move, the battle was supposed to be at the clearing where we could sneak from the side, but now we have to make our way through the battlefield itself."

Both blondes nodded their heads in understanding, but Morgana was worried Kara was getting more and more vulnerable without her powers and reflexes.

"Kara, I need you to stay behind me, Sara will have your back while I push through the battle." – Morgana said.

"Morgana I am more than capable of defending myself, I am Supergrl." – Kara argued.

"You're not very Super right now Kara, I'm sorry but I have to agree with Morgana, now move it because the sun is already lowering and we have to catch that portal when it opens, because it won't hold open for too much time." – Sara said and gently nudged Kara to walk behind Morgana.

It was a good position, Morgana barely even had to fight at all, she just moved quickly behind the trees and made sure to stay close to Kara just in case. They were almost out of the battle zone when suddenly a big shadow passed above their heads and when they looked up; Kara cursed her luck for the umpteenth time that day. It was a fucking dragon flying above their heads, a real, huge, brown and very much alive dragon!

"Umm Morgana, you didn't tell me you had those here!" – Kara panicked.

"That's because they are supposed to be extinct Kara! Holy fuck!" – Morgana was equally panicked.

"We are utterly screwed then, we can go around the druids, but I doubt any of us can take on a dragon. Not that I'm not up for the challenge, but I am rather fond of being alive." – Said Sara.

The druids had giant scorpions, so was it really that unbelievable for them to have a dragon on their side? The creature made two circles around them and landed clumsily on his feet right where Uher was standing with a group of knights and that was when suddenly the surroundings turned into a fire raging inferno.

"Father!" – Arthur shouted, but it was already too tale, nothing could survive the fire of a dragon, not even the best shields of Camelot.

"Father!" – The prince shouted again trying to get in time to his father and check if he was still breathing even though he knew that the king was dead, he had just become king. But just as when he was a couple of steps away from him a sword blocked his path. He knew that sword, he had already been once on the receiving end of its blade and he could recognize it everywhere. Morgause.

"Time to finish that combat we started so long ago Arthur." – She dared him and trusted her sword forwards, but Arthur was angry and his blow was strong enough to deflect hers and attack her instead.

"Why are you doing this, Morgause?" – He asked desperately between blows.

"You have killed so many of my people and continue to kill them, are you really asking me that question prince? You started this and now we are finishing it! Because Camelot is not as just as it was supposed to be."

She was good with her weapon there was no denying that, each of them had a very different technique, but neither could deny the other's talents. Morgause attacked viciously and managed to land a cut on Arthur's left cheek.

Morgana was trying to find the quickest way out of there, but the dragon had brought down some trees that blocked their way and hey just had to go back a few steps and try another route, that's when she saw it. As if the world around her was moving in slow motion, she saw the moment Arthur was swinging his sword and taking step after step towards Morgause. Arthur swung his sword up and down two times, a shallow thrust on the right going for the neck line knowing perfectly well how Morgause would answer and that turned out to be her mistake, she managed to evade the attack that followed, but stepping backwards she was cornered against the wall of the cavern that was near them. Morgana had trained with Arthur enough to know his technique and his thinking, she knew where he was going with his attacks and she had to stop it.

Morgana couldn't imagine seeing neither Arthur nor Morgause dying at the hand of the other, they both meant too much to her, she couldn't choose between the boy that grew up with as a brother and sister and the girl that showed her so much kindness. Besides, Morgause had magic, she knew that, Morgause was part of her people, the very people the knights of Camelot were killing in this very moment.

"Sara, I need you to take Kara to that corner over there and wait for me." – Morgana said.

"Morgana, there's no time; if you intervene we won't make it to the opening in time!" – Sara shouted.

"I can't just watch them kill each other Sara! I can't lose them!" – Morgana shouted back.

"So you are willing to lose Kara over Arthur and that girl? In case you haven't noticed there are giant scorpions swarming the place and Kara isn't in the best conditions to run!" – The blonde had crossed a line, but she had to get Morgana out of there too.

"Kara will be protected with you, I know you can fight, I have seen you do it and I won't be long, I promise… I need to do this Sara, please!" – Sara saw the seriousness in Morgana's eyes and voice and knew better than to try and stop her.

"Just hurry." – She said and pulled Kara by the hand towards the place Morgana told her earlier. It seemed that the soldiers were fighting with the druids when the dragon's shadow passed above their heads again.

"Arthur, stop!" – Morgana had ran as fast as she could to where Arthur had Morgause pinned to the rock behind her.

"Stay out of this Morgana, she is one of them!" – Arthur barked back.

"Arthur please I beg of you, don't make me fight you, because I will!" – She tried again.

In exactly this moment, the ground behind her shook violently and she lost balance, she turned around and her body freezing the moment she saw the dragon in front of her now. Arthur's eyes widened significantly seeing the dragon just a few feet from him.

"It's time to put an end to this battle prince Arthur!" – Said the dragon without moving his lips, his voice was thick and filled with hatred, he looked to the sky, drew a big breath in and titled his head back down to where Arthur and Morgause were, Morgana just stared hopeless because nothing survived the dragon's fire.

"Kilgraaah! I command you to stop!" – Shouted Merlin who just came out of the bushes, with scrapes all over his face and torn clothes. Obviously, he had followed the knights and maybe even fought a few druids, but Morgana and Arthur looked at his as if he was mad.

"You are abusing your powers Merlin, how dare you command me?! Me, the great Kilgrah!" – The dragon raged, but didn't attack.

"I am the last dragon lord and you will obey me!" – Merlin shouted back.

So many things had gone wrong today and now Merlin was trying to save Arthur's life without even caring that he was exposing himself.

"I will not obey you anymore! You are a shame to all people born with magic!" – Kilgrah shouted and prepared to breathe fire once more.

However, before the dragon managed to breathe fire to the people below Merlin murmured a spell that created a wave strong enough to hit the dragon make him back away from where Arthur was.

"You are willing to die for him? What has he done to deserve than kind of loyalty?" – Kilgrah asked angered.

"He is Arthur Pendragon, he is the future of Camelot!" – Merlin shouted back.

The dragon hissed furiously and flipped his wings taking off from the ground and flying toward Merlin who tried to lure the dragon away from the battlefield and Arthur. And just like that, the war was much more than just a battle against the druids, it became a battle of anyone against anyone.

Morgause used the momentarily distraction and stabbed Arthur in his left side, but she misjudged the angle of her attack and once she was too close Arthur ran his sword through her body, leaving her to fall on her knees startled and spitting blood.

"Morgause! No!" – Morgana cried out loudly and her eyes flashed golden, for some strange reason it felt as if Arthur had killed her instead of the blonde. She could feel the blade go through her, the metal blade ripping her skin open, but there was no blood, only pain and she fell on her knees.

Just as Arthur bent down to see if she was injured a loud cry that resonated through the forest was heard, the trees vibrated and the dirt under their feet suddenly became soaked with blood, there was so much blood and when the druids cried out loudly along with Morgana, it became obvious that the great dragon, the last of his kind, Kilgarh, was already death. Magic was dying and now there was no way of stopping or reversing it.

"Morgana!" – A familiar voice shouted her name, but it wasn't Arthur that was holding her shoulders beside her.

"Morgana!" – It was Sara and when you looked around you saw why she was shouting at you. Just a few trees from them there was the opened portal, it was more like black hole than a door, but still it was what they were waiting for, but Kara seemed so weak now and Sara was injured, she seems to have been stung by one of the scorpions. Morgana wondered how she was still holding on conscious, remembering the time she herself was stung by one.

Morgana shook off Arthur and started making her way to Kara and Sara, but before she could reach them fully and help carry Kara to the portal she was tackled to the ground.

"Morgana, stop!" – Arthur commanded with the harshest tone he could muster and that angered Morgana even more.

"Leave me alone Arthur! I need to help her or she'll die!" – She shouted.

With all that happened in such short time they had all but forgotten about the rest of the knights and druids, they hadn't noticed that the forest around them was filled with only a couple of people still standing and fighting. The small clearing they were on was filled with corpses some burnt, some dismembered, some beheaded, some unfortunate souls still fighting for one more chance at life.

"You are going to leave me? Now? When they killed the king, when they almost killed us?"

"They were right about one thing Arthur, you and Uther started this, you declared war on innocent people!"

"So you are on their side? How brave of you to defend those "poor people" that killed our king!"

"I am on no one's side, Arthur! I never wanted to be brave, all I wanted was not to be alone and I finally wasn't with Kara by my side!" – Morgana stopped for a moment and looked at where Sara was trying to hold a trembling Kara who refused to go without Morgana.

"She is everything I have Arthur, she is the one who showed me what "love" was! And I swear to the gods that if you don't let me leave I will fight you, make no mistake, my place was never here, it is always with her!"

His father was dead, his knights were death, his most loyal friend was dead, his people would never stand behind a king who slaughtered the last remaining druids. He couldn't lose Morgana as well, if she wanted to fight, she'd get a fight!

Arthur attacked viciously and Morgana was already too exhausted to fight again, but there was no other way, one final battle had to take place today and after all the bloodshed, apparently after everything that had happened, one more had to die.

Arthur and Morgana fought brutally, it wasn't like their usual duels on the training grounds, the blows were merciless and didn't slow down. Thrust forward, jump back, clash, kick, jab and repeat. It was getting ridiculous, Arthur had a black eye and a gash on his cheek, his armor was scraped all over and his hands had cuts on them, Morgana wasn't much better, with a split lip and eyebrow. They were both so tired that they could barely lift their swords and when Morgana kicked Arthur's legs and he lost his balance, she tackled him on the ground. The swords were useless this close, but he was stronger than she was and managed to come on top.

The moment he put his arms around her neck, she pulled out the dagger that was hidden under her robe, the same dagger that Kara had held to her throat she was now holding against Arthur's. He was squeezing had and she was piercing slowly the skin on his neck, she squirmed underneath and he was crying above her. Pride was a big thing for them, neither wanted to the one who would losen his grip first nor the one who'd kill the other first.

And just like that, in one slow motion timed freeze when their eyes met and he saw the little girl that used to throw apples at him from the garden's trees, the girl that insisted to start training with the boys and she saw the boy who would sneak her treats from the kitchen and stayed with her every night when she had nightmares. She was the girl that showed him how to dance and he was the boy who helped her with caring for Aithusa. They both wondered, for a single second, where these kids had gone now? How could they have let it come down to this?

Nothing but tears were left between them and Arthur offered his hand to Morgana to get up. When the day began, nobody knew they'd finish it here, like this, covered in blood and bruises and scrapes and cuts. Betrayed, sad, angry, disappointed in how things turned out and in part of themselves.

"I will not stop you Morgana, I will not keep you from being happy. I am just sorry you couldn't find your happiness here in Camelot." – He said with his head bowed down, looking at the ground. The sun was setting and the portal would soon close, she didn't have time to second guess her decision.

Morgana looked at Arthur, she didn't know what to tell him, so many things had happened that words, any words, they just… didn't feel right, so she hugged him. She hugged him with all of her strength and he reciprocated. She had forgotten completely about the dagger with the bloody blade that was resting comfortably in her hand. The moment she held her arm up to take it away from Arthur, he lifted her up in the air slightly and turned with her in his arms, just like when they were little.

Slowly and with great pain, a man showed up on the opposite hill of them, he was beaten pretty badly, his hands were shaking, but he still had one more arrow and a bow in his hands. The sharp features and the blue eyes of the boy were unmistakable, it was Merlin, he was alive!

He was barely standing on his own feet and when he saw Morgana hold a bloody dagger to Arthur's back, he didn't think, he didn't hesitate, he took him aim and let the last arrow fly towards her, all the while remembering Kilgrah's earlier words about her She is the darkness to your light, the hatred to your love.

It turned out he was right, Merlin loved Camelot and he loved Arthur, he also loved Gwen and Gaius, all in different ways, but because of Morgana he had lost all of them now. He saw the dagger in her hands and his eyes didn't even blink.

And so, just as Arthur put down Morgana a sharp pain pierced his left side, going right through his heart and imbedding itself in Morgana. Merlin had misjudged the situation and the distance. The arrow that was meant to end Morgana, ended up piercing Arthur's heart because of the twirl he made.

Arthur drew one sharp breath and then his eyes closed and he fell on top of Morgana. Kara was already week enough, but the anger that invaded her senses when she saw Morgana fall to the ground as well made her forget about her state and she shot a small length laser beans from her eyes, she hit Merlin in the leg and the boy bent over and fell, crying from the pain he was feeling.

He had just killed his best friend; his own hand struck down the friend he vowed to protect! He had failed his destiny, he could not decide which was more painful, the wounds he sustained from battling Kilgrah and the wound from Kara or the pain that he felt in his heart because of what he had just done.

And those were the last moments of Morgana Pendragon and she remembered them as it follows:

*Morgana talks*

**Meanwhile in Alex's apartment on Earth – 38**

"It's been four months Maggie, I am beginning to think we might never find her. I don't know what I'll do without her." – Alex sat down on the couch, resting her head on Maggie's shoulder who just hugged her like every night.

"Hey come one Danvers, you can't give up on Kara. You know better than all how strong she is, we will find her." – Maggie tried to sound convincing, but even she was starting to doubt the words leaving her mouth.

The truth was that Kara had disappeared without a trace, without any clue at all, four months and twelve days ago and Alex was overworking herself and there was still no leads.

Maggie couldn't even imagine how Alex was feeling, true she cared for Kara too, but Alex was her sister and nothing can top that. She detective wasn't sure how things are going to go from now on, but she knew she'd be there for Alex, whatever happens.

Alex was just beginning to close her eyes when a portal opened in her apartment and a strong gush of wind turned everything upside down, just before an unconscious Kara came out of the portal and landed on the carpet just before the couch. Kara seemed unharmed, but she was obviously in a bad shape.

At first, Alex couldn't believe her eyes, but the portal went away the same way it came to be, out of nowhere and without any prior notice.

"Kara! Kara, look at me!" – Alex rushed immediately by her side and Maggie did the same.

"Alex she's breathing, Alex she's alive!" – Maggie shook gently her girlfriend trying to get her out of that trance she seemed to be in after seeing her sister lying unconscious in front of her.

"I'll call J'onn" – Said Maggie and dialed quickly the martins number. Within fifteen minutes, J'onn and a full team of DEO agents came to Alex's apartment and took Kara back to the base. She would need her sunbed and she would need it as soon as possible.

** 17 days later in the DEO**

"Alex, I told you, I'm fine!" – Kara laughed when her sister checked her vitals one last time and hugged her after that, normally she wasn't as much of a huger as Kara, but after coming so close to losing her, Alex felt extremely lucky to have a second chance with her.

"You are coming over to my apartment and we are having sister's weekend" – The older Danvers sounded resolute.

"What about Maggie, isn't she going to feel a little left out?" – Asked Kara carefully.

The first time Kara woke up on the sun bed in the DEO, Maggie was the one keeping watch while Alex had gone to her apartment for a quick shower and once Kara came to her senses she began shouting and crying and mumbling something about Morgana and Arthur and nobody knew what was happening. The kryptonian was even worse than when she woke up from the black mercy and until Alex showed up at the base, no one dared to enter her room, not after she almost shot J'onn with her laser vision on accident.

"She is the one that suggested to make sister night a bit longer actually and besides, I really missed you Kara."

"I missed you too Alex."

"Okay then, up, up and away Supergirl, we have lots of things to talk about and I want to know everything." – Said Alex once they were on the rooftop of the DEO. The medics had cleared Kara for duty and she was once again at her fullest potential and she couldn't wait to fly above the city, above her city once more.

**Later in Alex's apartment**

After a considerable amount of potstickers, pizza and ice cream and after two whole rom-coms, Alex decided it was time to poke the elephant in the room and gently took Kara's hand in her own. Noticing once again how the blonde touched the bracelet she had on her wrist every time some of the people on the TV would say "I love you".

"Kara, honey, can we talk about what happened to you? Where were you during these three months?" – She asked with a soft voice when she saw Kara's eyes glisten with unshed tears, tears she refused to let fall once more.

"Just three months huh? It felt much longer to me…" – And so Kara began her story of how she helped Barry and why she didn't have time to leave a note at least to Alex.

Kara told her how she ended up travelling to another Universe and where and when she ended up, all the while Alex was widening her eyes with every word that left her sister's mouth. She told her about Merlin and Arthur and about the druids and she finally told her about Morgana. Her voice grew heavier with each sentence spoken about the young enchantress. She told her how she came to care about her, how she ended up in love with one of the most iconic figures of all legends. About how Sara had appeared and kissed Gwen and how it was all much more confusing because of her surname.

Kara's heart was heavy and she was clutching the silver bracelet on her hand closer and closer to her chest while she finally got to the part where Morgana died so that she could live, because if it wasn't for Kara and Sara and the portal, Morgana could've still been alive.

By the time she ended her story Alex was crying as well, she hurt for her sister and she decided that it was enough for one night. Kara told Alex everything, except for some small details that she could never share with anyone, but Morgana, like the moments in the white forest, or the night of Alban Arthan, orher sword lessons… those were intimate little things that made her smile when she remembered them and her heart broke all over again.

Alex knew she should usher her sister to bed, but Kara was having none of it, until she heard everything that has happened in her absence.

"Well you know the usual things, J'onn patrolled as Supergirl, but um… you kind of lost your job at CatCo, some aliens attacked a few banks, then another tried to sell alien weapons on the black market… same old, same old." – Alex tried to sound like her usual self, but something faltered in her voice and it wasn't the CatCo news and Kara picked up on it.

"Alex, what aren't you telling me?"

"Pfft, nothing!" – She tried again.

"Alex, I'll call Maggie right now and have a really long talk with her if you don't tell me!" – Kara said, obviously joking, but Alex knew that the news she was hiding from her sister wasn't what she needed to hear right now and yet she also knew that there was no way she could hide it much longer.

"You friend, Lena Luthor, she was kidnapped by her mother, the head of CADMUS and then her brother escaped from jail, so we thought she had sided with them, but it turned out she was their hostage all this time and when we finally discovered the truth it was from Lex Luthor himself." – Alex said obviously shamed.

"You… what?! You just left her with Lilian? … For how long?" – Kara asked and she could feel the anger boiling inside her.

"She was held captive for two months until Lex left us a clue and we managed to save her. J'onn got there in time, but when she refused to go with him, he had to change into Supergirl and fly her out of there." – Alex said.

"I need to talk to her." – Kara stood up immediately

"Kara, it's two am, I don't think now's the best time." – Alex tried, but Kara was already out of the window.

On her way to Lena's apartment she began thinking about all the things she would say to the brunette and all the conversations they'd need to have and maybe the best time for them wasn't at two in the morning in deed. Kara closed her eyes and tried to listen for Lena's heartbeat, but the thing she heard was exactly the thing she did not expect, Lena's heartbeat sounded exactly like Morgana's.

When Kara returned to Alex's apartment she tried sleeping, but she was full of energy and curiosity to know what had happened during her time away. She could not think of her time spent in Camelot, it hurt too much and nobody wanted to deal with a sulking hero, her friends barely even talked to her before her disappearance.

So, Kara did what she knows best, she started searching on the Internet about any and all articles including L – Corp and Lena and after a few minutes of searching and reading the results, she wished she hadn't searched in the first place.

"L – Corp missing its L?" – … It has been many weeks since Lena luthor was last seen in public, it seems like the multibillionaire genius opted to stop mingling with the working class. Nobody has seen the elusive young woman even on her own charity galas...

"L – Corp through the looking glass: J – Corp" – Lena Luthor, CEO of L – Corp names Jessica Chen the new CFO of L-Corp in an open letter to the press.

There were many more articles like these, talking about how Lena was absent from the public life, how L – Corp was doing great with the new experimental technologies it developed, the shares on the stock market went up… Jess seemed to be doing a good job with her promotion. However, Kara couldn't read any more of these articles. She decided to go and get some sleep, because first thing tomorrow she'd go and talk with Lena, she needed to see her again and the more she thought about Lena, the more the silver bracelet on her wrist got warmer.

Kara was not one to be grumpy in the mornings, but this morning she was feeling nervous and had barely waited until it was 8 am to make coffee and wake up Alex, she needed a small sister talk before she gathered the courage needed to go and talk with Lena.

Forty minutes later, Kara found herself standing in front of Lena's office with a vase of perfect white plumerias, but instead of Jess it was an unknown red head that greeted her.

"Good Morning Miss…" – The red head didn't know he name Kara remembered she didn't have the chance to present herself properly.

"Hello, I'm Kara Danvers and I am here to see Lena Luthor." – The blonde tried, but from the change of the girl's expression she knew the answer already.

"I am sorry Miss Danvers, but Miss Luthor is in meetings all day and she doesn't have time to see you today."

"It's okay, I know she's busy, can I see her tomorrow maybe or the day after?"

"She flies out of the country for a few weeks tonight Miss Danvers, I am not sure when she will be back yet." – The new secretary, Sara, tried to sound convincing, but she failed miserably.

In that moment the door to Lena's office opened and a tall, dark and handsome stranger exited the room after he clearly addressed Lena with "If you're paying for lunch, it's only fair to let me pay for dinner!" and after him Lena came out as well instructing Sara to "hold her calls for the rest of the day".

That was when she saw her, when she saw Kara standing there like a child that broke her mom's favorite plate set, holding a vase with white plumerias and dressed in that adorable yellow dress of hers.

"Miss Danvers, good to see you again, I am sorry, but Jess handles the interviews now. Her office in just below mine." – Lena said with a forced smile that did not reach her eyes.

"I was actually here to see you, not as a reporter." – Kara tried to sound like her usual cheery self, but seeing how Lena was treating her, so cold, she shrugged a little and seemed smaller than the Luthor in front of her even if it wasn't true.

"As I am sure my new assistant told you already, I have the day filled with meetings, I am sorry you wasted a trip to L – Corp, Miss Danvers." – Lena said and went back into her office. Kara just stood there dumbfounded.

She had expected Lena to be mad at her, but not indifferent and cold and… professional. She did not even call her Kara and she completely ignored the plumerias. Kara knew she had to give her time, but hearing Lena, her Lena lie to her was devastating. It was like that time Morgana was mad at her when Sara had just appeared in Camelot. No, she wouldn't think of her anymore, she can't.

Kara spent the day talking with Snapper about the possibility of rehiring her and around eight o'clock she opened the door to her own apartment and went straight to the balcony. Looking at the stars always calmed her for some reason she loved the night sky and the sky in general.

Lena must be having dinner by now with that guy from her office earlier today, she had lost the woman she loved and now she had lost her best friend too. Good job, Kara, she thought to herself.

When the thinking became too much, the blonde just had to move, so she decided to fly around the city and somehow she ended up in the small park right in front of a small but cozy looking Italian restaurant. Kara wanted desperately to hear what Lena and that guy were talking about, but she knew that was wrong, to spy on your friend wasn't polite and so she settled on listening to her heartbeat. It was steady and tranquil. It calmed her and she waited patiently until two figures exited the restaurant and when the men went to retrieve his car, she made her way towards Lena who was dressed in a stunning red dress that surely coast more than her yearly rent and a black trench coat. She was always classy, but tonight she looked especially captivating.

"Lena…"

"Kara, what are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you."

"I am sorry Kara, now is not a good time."

"I know, you're on a date… but it really is important for you to know some things."

"So all of a sudden I am important to you huh?"

"Ten minutes. Please Lena, ten minutes and then I won't bother you anymore, I'll stay away after that."

"Yeah, you're good at staying away, Kara, but I don't think…" – Lena was about to crush Kara's heart completely when she saw the look on the ex-reporter's face.

"You have ten minutes and not a second more, Kara." – Said Lena while getting her phone and calling her date, making up some ridiculous excuse about living near the restaurant and walking home to shake off the wine from dinner.

"Walk with me." – Kara offered and Lena accepted.

At first, Kara wanted to tell her so many things, but then she couldn't get any of the words out of her mouth and so Lena was the one that took the lead on this one.

"I still don't understand why did you suddenly stopped taking to me, you never returned any of my calls or texts, whenever I went to your place your sister would tell me that you were out of town for a family emergency, but then Supergirl would be needed and you'd come rushing to save the day. I don't understand Kara. You saved me as Supergirl, but you abandoned me as Kara Danvers and I don't know what to think or what to feel anymore." – Lena was visibly sad, but she needed to get it out now or she'd have exploded.

"I waited for you to show up when my mother kidnapped me, but instead of seeing my hero, I saw how my brother, the very person who wanted to kill me, killed for me, killed to protect me. I know he made a lot of bad things Kara, but that doesn't change the facts, it was him that saved me and not you. Every night the same night mares plague my dreams time and time again and you just… left me after making me think I was your friend, god I can't believe I actually had a crush on you. "

That's it, Kara couldn't take it anymore.

"Lena, I am Supergirl, but I wasn't the one that saved you." - She admitted ashamed and when they reached the portal of Lena's building too quick, Kara remained quiet mid story looking at Lena. She hoped the brunette would invite her upstairs and she hoped she'd get the chance to finish telling her the story, but Lena only nodded her head before saying.

"It's late, Kara. I have had too much wine to be having this conversation with you right now. Give me time, that's all I ask of you now. I know there are still a lot of things we have to talk about, but I can't deal with all this right now." – And she moved to go inside, but Kara took her by the wrist and halted her gently. It triggered something in Lena and she looked as if someone had dumped a bucket filled with ice water on top of her.

"I understand you need time Lena, I will give you all the time you need, just please don't cut me off your life. I need you in my life… and I think you should have this." – Kara said and took off her silver bracelet, handing it to Lena.

"Put it on, please, it will keep the nightmares at bay, I promise." – Kara said and looked relieved when Lena slipped it around her wrist.

"Goodnight Kara."

**A few days later**

Lena had yet to call her, Kara was one of the most impatient people on Earth and to her these past few days were a slow torture. She didn't want to read the DEO report on Lena's kidnap, because she wanted to hear from Lena what happened and how exactly had Lex saved her in the moment when she had failed her. It sting quite a lot to know that she wasn't by Lena's side when she needed her, but she also didn't regret being with Morgana. The more she thought about it, the more she could see how Morgana slowly shaped into Lena and a crazy thought entered her head, it was crazy of course, completely impossible, but what if Morgana hadn't really died, what if she and Lena were in fact one in the same, what if that's why they looked and talked the same way. What if… No, no, better to stay clear of that subject.

"Meet me in the park from the other night in 10" – Read the text she received on her phone and she was already using her super speed to get dressed and fly over there.

When Lena came to the bench se was sitting on, Kara expected anything, but that. Again, she had to learn to expect the unexpected when it came to that woman.

"Kara, I…I don't know how to tell you this… but, the bracelet you gave me, it did kept the nightmares away. But … it also showed me some other things, things I have no idea how or why but feel very real, like not dreams at all, but memories, but I know that it's impossible because such things never happened. It is not possible for me to remember something that has never been."

"Actually that was the second part of my story that I stated telling you the other night." – And so Kara began telling her all about what had happened in Camelot.

It turned out the more Lena wore the bracelet, the more "her" memories came back. It was all very confusing, she couldn't tell anymore where Morgana ended and Lena began, perhaps there was no distinguishable line between the two simply because they were one. One and the same.

Lena knew her behavior from the last days had hurt Kara a lot, but she was seeing things clearer now and she felt… happy. When Kara took her hands in hers, she felt that ancient calling that resided in them and Lena straighten a little before speaking again.

""Kara... Would you believe me if I told you that this thing between us matters in a way that makes all the words in the world to just fall short? There is no possible way to explain how I feel about you. You're my first, Kara. And I don't mean something as trivial as a one night stand or first love. No. Instead, you're the first thing I want to wake to in the mornings, the first concern I have when there's danger in this city, and - my first attempt at serenity when I'm in the park with the flowers frustrated with my everything. I think about you when the days are so hard and sanity seems fleeting. And when I'm staring at the sky at night-you're always there with me, lighting up my way. Like the northern star, but just mine, just for my eyes. I met you incidentally but you're the only person that my mind wants to hold onto. Every second, every day ever since that first moment. So standing here, with you - I love you is the best thing that I have ever said even if it hardly seem adequate…But I swear that I can show you. "

**6 months later**

Lena and Kara were sitting under one of the trees in the park, it was a good day, sunny, but not too hot and there was even a little breeze. Lena was comfortably resting her head on Kara's chest when her breathing became faster and shallower, scaring Kara for a moment, but the strange sensation that washed over her went away quickly.

"Everything okay, love." – Asked Kara worried, she knew that reaction, it meant Lena had remembered something again, a long forgotten memory.

"Everything is absolutely perfect." – Answered Lena and turned her head to kiss Kara's lips softly.

"I told you; neither fate, nor time, nor universe will stop us from being together my love." – Kara repeated her vow and kissed the woman in her arms once more.

In this very moment, everything was truly perfect. This moment was the one she had waited for so long, the one she had seen so long ago. This moment felt too familiar already and glancing at the silver bracelet still adoring her wrist, Lena smiled, the same cocky smile Morgana had once and again rested her head on Kara's chest, losing herself in Kara's embrace once more, breathing contently, because they had time now and they had each other.

The End?