I keep hurting Merlin, I don't know why

Disclaimer: not mine

It hurts, burning pain scouring his body, it has to stop, he can't bear it anymore. He can see them all. All burning, all afraid and he feels their pain as though it were his own corresponding with his own, amplifying it so he can't think, can't feel anything but the pain. He can't even remember his own name.

Merlin. Was that it? The word seemed alien somehow, as though it was being said from miles away, in another world.

Is he screaming? He doesn't know. He tries to reach out to stop whatever it is that has him in agony but he can't quite reach it. Pushing further and further until a miraculously clear part of his mind realises that he has pushed out far beyond the reach of his arm. But the torment only increases.

Merlin. There is fear laced in the word now, he doesn't know why, doesn't know where the word comes from, but it streaks through his mind unbidden but not unwelcome.

Merlin! Wake up! There is a sense of urgency now as well as the fear. Why must he wake? Wake from what? The pain in intolerable perhaps in waking it might lessen. But how to wake?

MERLIN CAN YOU HEAR ME? Follow the voice, the voice will lead you home.

…

Merlin cracked open his eyes, the bright light hurt slightly, but that brief stab of pain was almost a relief after the agony of the dream.

A face swam into focus. Blond hair, chain mail. "Merlin are you alright? You were dreaming."

"More just screaming mate." Was that Gwain? Who else was here? No wait, the hunting trip, everyone was here.

"And other stuff." Elyan? No. that was Lancelot's voice. Why did he sound so afraid? Why was every single weapon in camp hovering, six feet in the air, at the far side of the clearing?

Oh.

Magic.

His magic, he must have lashed out in the dream. In front of Lancelot, Elyan, Gwain, Percival, Leon.

And Arthur.

Oh Gods, Arthur.

I don't really know where this came from, I keep trying to think of humour but I think I just like hurting Merlin too much (sorry Merlin). Please review.

BTW, if you're interested, I've started to put up my half-finished ideas for fics on my profile, there's only about 4 at the moment, but I've promised myself that I wouldn't use the delete key anymore so that list will be extended in the future, in fact this almost made it to the 'junk' pile. Actually I'm not entirely sure why it survived but oh well.

Oh and to anyone who says you can't feel pain in dreams, I have.