Last chapter :)

Merlin was staring at the ceiling. Not that it was a particularly interesting ceiling, he mused, but it was the only thing directly in his line of vision, and he had discovered not long after waking that shifting his head was absolutely not a good idea. At least, he thought to himself, it was a ceiling he knew well – he was safe in the knowledge that he was in the physician's chambers in Camelot – not in some creepy white place. An involuntary shiver escaped him, followed closely by a pained flinch, he really did not want to think about that place.

Merlin's whole body felt heavy, and everywhere was in pain. As he continued to stare at the ceiling he could feel the deep weariness that surrounded him try to drag him back to sleep, and his eyes began to drift shut again. However suddenly the only thing he could see was darkness, and panic crept into him – he no longer had the visual proof he needed that he was still in Camelot! Fighting against his tiredness Merlin once again forced his eyes open, sighing in relief when the ceiling once again appeared before him.

His relief was short lived however, when something shifted beside him, then groaned. Shocked by the sudden movement Merlin flinched to the side, then let escape a small pained cry as his movement jarred his injuries.

It was the small cry of pain that fully woke Arthur; he had fallen asleep next to Merlin, his head resting on his bed. As he heard Merlin's cry he jumped awake, suddenly alert, and he found himself looking straight into Merlin's terrified, pain hazed blue eyes.

For a moment the two of them did nothing but stare at each other, until finally Merlin broke the silence by once again shifting, trying to find himself a comfier position. Seeing his struggle, Arthur leaned forward to help him, supporting most of his weight as he helped him lie back on the bed. He half expected an irritated huff from Merlin at his help, or some statement denying he was a girl, so it was a surprise to Arthur when Merlin not only accepted his help but also flashed him a grateful smile. As soon as he was settled Merlin spoke, his voice quiet and strained: 'Thank you. I mean not just for...' his voice trailed off slightly. 'Just thank you' His eyes were once again fixed on the ceiling, and Arthur was surprised at the spark of annoyance which ignited in him – he just wanted Merlin to look at him!

In a moment of spontaneity Arthur reached out and grabbed Merlin's hand, 'I will always come for you Merlin. Don't doubt that'. His voice was strong and forceful, creating contrast to Merlin's. As he had expected his actions caused Merlin to face him, and this time when he looked into his eyes Arthur saw faith, strength and loyalty.

'Merlin!'

Arthur jumped as Gwaine announced his presence, a joyful smile spread over his face as he reached over and flicked Merlin's hair. Suddenly realising that they weren't alone Arthur dropped Merlin's hand a pushed his stool back a few inches, trying to create an impression of nonchalance. Gwaine only laughed,

'Oh princess, I've been awake the whole time – I just thought I would let you two have your moment' his voice was gleeful, his classic grin spread over his face. His face however soon adopted a more serious expression 'seriously though...don't let me stop the hand holding'. Arthur huffed grumpily, punching Gwaine roughly on the shoulder. Gwaine responded with a look of mock hurt, making a show of creating the most insincere pout.

Merlin couldn't help but laughed as he watched the antics of his two friends; yup, no doubt about it, he was most definitely back in Camelot now!

Catherine winced as she came to, lifting her hand to her head as she tried to take in her surroundings with blurry vision. She was still in her hut - just on the floor. It was while she was trying to process this and what had happened when she heard a polite cough. Looking up she discovered two knights, dressed all in black, in her doorway. Noticing they had caught her attention, the first knight leaned walked towards her and roughly pulled her to her feet, gripping her arm much tighter than was necessary, but also providing the necessary support for when she swayed. Pushing her towards the door the other knight moved out the way to let them both through.

'Where...where are you taking me?' Her voice came out a lot more shaky and pathetic than she liked.

The first knight smiled: ' The Lady Morgana has demanded your presence'.

It was then that Catherine remembered what had happened. Oh Gods, she had failed! There was no way Morgana would forgive her this. Unless, she thought to herself, Unless I can think of another way to make myself useful.

She would have to find her own way to take down Arthur and Merlin, then Morgana would have to forgive her.

So that's it until the sequel! Sorry for the fairly sporadic updates - I will try to fix this for my next fic. Reviews welcome as always, and thank you to everyone who stayed with the fic :)