A pale arm reached out if the water, delicate and porcelain white as the water dripped away from it.

"Freya," breathed Merlin and he began stepping in deeper, moving through the thick water until it was to his waist. He reached up and clasped the hand in his own, curling his warm palm around her freezing wrist. Slowly and silently the arm began to return inside the lake, disappearing under the surface and bringing Merlin with it. Within minutes he was submersed in water and could no longer be seen.

Arthur gulped, his breath ragged and uncontrollable. He gasped back tears as he scanned across the waters, almost hoping for something, anything to show that Merlin was safe. Suddenly a wave formed in the exact same place that Merlin had gone under. It was a wave of bright blue water, spreading over the lake and transforming the murky grey waters to a warm turquoise colour. Arthur let out his breath, not even knowing he had been holding it, and smiled. Only Merlin could've done that. Arthur grinned before turning away from the lake, heading back up to the house with his head held high. He unlocked his front door and as he turned to look upon Avalon again he could've sworn he saw two arms and two hands, intertwined as they rose above the blue waters for the final time.

THE END! :'(