Title: Relentless

A/N: FINAL CHAPTER! Hope you guys like it. Thanks for reading! R&R!





Merlin paces back and forth, muttering under his breath. Today is the big day. His and Morgana's to be exact. And he's bloody nervous.

"I don't suppose you have a bottle of whiskey in there?" Merlin asks jokingly as Gwaine enters the dressing room with a small wrapped box in his hand.

Gwaine looks down at the box then quirks an eyebrow at his best friend. Merlin Emrys Ambrosias, is nervous... Gwaine smirks. Scratch that, Merlin Emrys Ambrosias, is terrified. "Sorry, mate. But your wife-to-be threatened to persuade my girlfriend to murder me in my sleep tonight if I let you drink before the ceremony."

Merlin groans and paces around the room again while fumbling with his bow tie. He honestly doesn't know why he's scared. Isn't this the day he's been waiting for? It's been four years since Morgana finally agreed to date him, three since they graduated Uni, two since they moved in together, and one since he got down on one knee and asked her to be with him forever.

The feeling he's having right now, is rather unexpected. Just yesterday, he had been telling his fiancé about how excited he is to finally marry her. And now he doesn't know what happened. It's like he woke up on the wrong side of the bed, no Morgana in sight, and decided that he's utterly terrified. He shakes his head and glances over to find an amused Gwaine smirking at him. "I'm glad you find my inner turmoil funny, Gwaine." he snaps with a roll of his eyes.

Gwaine only laughs, shaking his head as he walks over to his friend and pats him on the back. "Wedding jitters." Gwaine comments. "I hear everyone gets them on their wedding day. After all, you're about to be bound to one girl for the rest of your life." he jokes, then holds up the wrapped box in his hand. "This is for you."

"What is it?" Merlin furrows his eyebrows at his friend as he takes the box. It's awfully light. He shakes it, and there's not a single sound to indicate what's inside.

"Open it."

Merlin doesn't like the mischievous look on his friends face. "Gwaine, I swear to all that is holy, if this is some sort of prank, I will—,"

"Just open it." Gwaine laughs.

Merlin sighs as he pulls the bow and begins to tear through the wrapper. Usually, he waits a few days to open any wrapped box Gwaine gives him. He learned his lesson the first time when he opened a birthday present from Gwaine a few years ago, and found a giant tarantula inside it. Merlin's eyebrows furrow even further. It was a rather nice looking box. "Errrr," he pauses, not exactly sure what the box is for. "Thanks… I think."

Gwaine laughs, and shakes his head. "Look inside, you idiot."

Merlin cautiously lifts the cover and peeks inside. The inside of the box is covered in a scarlet fabric, and laying inside, is an envelope. Pulling the envelope out, Merlin looks at Gwaine again. "Why didn't you just hand me the envelope? You didn't have to put it inside some fancy box."

"Oh, well the box is yours."

"For what?" Merlin asks incredulously.

Gwaine chuckles, "I told you a few years ago that I'd hand you a box to store your balls inside when you marry Morgana, didn't I?"

Merlin glares, punching his friend in the arm. "You're an idiot." he says with an eyeroll as Gwaine howls with laughter.

When Gwaine's laughter dies down, he points to the envelope. "No, seriously though, the envelope is from both me and Mithian."

Merlin nods as he rips it open and pulls out two first class airline tickets to Ireland. "What's this for?"

Gwaine smiles as he gives his best friend a serious look. "I know you and Morgana both decided to just stay here and spend your honeymoon inside the hotel that her father owns, but… Mithian and I thought you'd like something a little more private." Gwaine shrugs and rubs the back of his neck. "So we found you a cozy little cottage in Ireland, and rented it out for 2 whole weeks. It's not much, but—,"

"Gwaine, this is…" Merlin trails off, utterly surprised by Gwaine's sudden generosity. "Wow, thank you." he pulls his friend into a one-armed hug. "Morgana will cry a river when she finds out."

"It was mostly Mithian's idea… I just nodded and said, 'yes, dear'." Gwaine jokes, to which Merlin chuckles.

"You're making fun of me now, but maybe in a few years, I'll be handing you back this fancy box to store your balls inside and hand them to Mithian." Merlin teases as he tucks the two tickets into the pocket of his jacket.

Gwaine smiles at that, but it doesn't reach his eyes. He's been thinking a lot lately… and he thinks he wants to marry Mithian someday… but at the same time, he's terrified. He had always thought he'd be a bachelor forever. But seeing his best friend moving on and looking so bloody happy all the time, made him rethink his goals. And of course, Mithian makes him want to settle down and have a family. When he looks at her, he sees a future full of joy, trust, hope, and love… Just thinking about losing her makes him want to cry. He knows he doesn't want to ever give her up… but there's always that little voice of doubt in the back of his head, whispering in his ear like a fucking creep. He just needs a sign.

"You okay?" Merlin asks, breaking his best man from his thoughts.

Gwaine looks up at him and plasters a huge smile on his face. "Yeah, of course… and shouldn't I be asking you the same thing? You look like you've seen a ghost." he tries to joke. Merlin thankfully buys his white lie and shakes his head.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, Gwaine…" Merlin takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. "Why do I feel like I'm about to lose something?"

Gwaine straightens his best friends tie and grins, "Because you are."

Merlin gives him an alarmed look. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Merlin, you're about to marry Morgana. You're going to lose a lot of things."

"Like what?!" Merlin's eyes are wide and fearful.

"Well," Gwaine begins, "For starters, you'll be losing your privacy. Everywhere you go, Morgana will be there. You'll also be losing everything in your possession. Everything you own, will now belong to Morgana as well. Also, you'll be losing your sleep. I imagine that month long sex-hiatus you two agreed to, just so the sensations will be heightened on your wedding day, has built up quite the stamina in the both of you. So, you'll probably be humping like rabbits until your honeymoon is over… oh and don't forget that you'll be losing your balls as well. Yes, you're definitely losing those." he says teasingly.

Merlin punches him in the arm and glares.

"But," Gwaine continues, "You'll be gaining a hell of a lot more, my friend. You're gaining a super hot, super stubborn, and super loyal wife with a super temper, so good luck with that last one." he snickers. "And you'll be gaining a lifelong partner who will love you no matter what, through the good and bad, through sickness and health, until death do you part. I reckon those things alone will make it worth losing everything for."

"Wow." Merlin breathes softly, "I didn't know your brain had a romantic section." he laughs as Gwaine glares playfully.

"It didn't… but after watching The Notepad, Tartaric, and A Run To Remember, about ten times each with Mithian, I believe my brain is now home to the worlds sappiest and most romantic organization ever."

Merlin resists the urge to laugh at Gwaine's horrible memory. "First of all, It's The Notebook, not The Notepad. Tartaric is a type of acid that occurs naturally in plants, so I think you meant Titanic, which by the way, was a British passenger liner that sank in the North Atlantic Ocean in 1912, so shame on you for not at the very least knowing the name of the ship, and the last film you mentioned is called A Walk To Remember, not a Run to—,"

"Jesus Christ," Gwaine interrupts with a laugh, "See what I did there?" he glances at his watch and nods to himself. "I distracted you enough so you'd completely forget how nervous you are and start rambling off about utter nonsense, and now it's time to go meet your bride." with that, Gwaine takes his friend by the army, pulls him towards the door, and practically shoves him outside. Just beyond the changing room, is a hallway which leads to where the ceremony would be held.

Merlin's eyes are wide and fearful as he and Gwaine approach the door. Merlin throws a look over his shoulder at his best mate, "I don't know if I can do this." he says through ragged breaths.

Gwaine's jaw clenches as he turns his friend around and looks him in the eye. "Listen to me," he begins sternly, "If you don't marry Morgana today, then I'm pretty sure you're breaking up. There is no talking or thinking about it either. You either want to marry her, or you don't. So let me ask you something… Can you live without Morgana?"

Merlin stares, his heart rate lowering slowly as he shakes his head. "No."

"And do you love her?"

"More than anything in this whole entire world."

Gwaine nods approvingly, "So do you want to marry her?"

Merlin slowly begins to smile as he stares at his friend. "Yes."

Gwaine takes a step back and smiles widely. "Then get your arse in there and lets get you married, mate. There's no time like the present."

Merlin's insecurities, doubts, fears, and worries are completely washed away the moment the double doors open, and Morgana emerges into the room looking like the goddess of beauty herself. She's in a stunning white wedding dress that makes her skin glow, here green eyes standing out even more as she gets closer and closer to the front.

As she finally reaches the altar and Merlin takes her hand in his, every sound, every face, every movement in the room halts around them. The sound of murmurs, music, and minister is drowned out until it's just the two of them, standing alone in the room, holding hands and looking at each other like they've just found their sole purpose in life.

They are pulled only out of their trance when the minister asks them to speak their vows.

Merlin goes first, smiling softly at Morgana as he takes a deep breath. "From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew deep inside that I was going to marry you someday. I just knew somehow, that one day, you were going to be my wife. I saw it in the way you looked. I heard it in the way you talked. I felt it in the way you moved… and I knew it in a way you didn't… It took me a while to convince you, but you finally opened your eyes and realized that you can't possibly wake up every morning, next to anything other than my face." he jokes, earning a round of laughter from the crowd. He then gives a more serious look at Morgana and smiles. "I knew from the moment you rejected me, that you were the one. That you were worth changing for. That you are worth dying for… I've loved you everyday since, and I vow to love you through the good, the bad, through sickness and health, until there is no breath left in my body."

Morgana's eyes are overflowing with tears, and she takes a moment, trying to compose herself. She smiles lovingly at her husband-to-be as it's her turn to say her vows. She swipes quickly at her tears as she begins, "I doubted you when I first met you… I didn't know if I could trust you. You were unpredictable, wild, and infuriating." she pauses to join the audience's laughter at her humor. She then looks up more seriously into the blue eyes of the man she's grown to love so much with all of her heart. "I was so scared of falling for someone like you. I was scared of getting hurt. I was scared of giving into the feelings I knew deep down, I've had for you since the day I met you," she pauses, giving Merlin's hand a slight squeeze, "But then you showed me what it's like, being without you. What it's like to go through every single day without having you pop up at the most inopportune moments just to smile at me. What it's like to not see you everyday… I realized then that I stopped fearing the thought of being with you, and started fearing the thought of being without you." she means those words so much. "So today, before this congregation, before the law, and before God, I vow to love you unconditionally every moment, of every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day… until the day I die."

The minister smiles widely as he asks for the rings, waiting for the Maid of Honor- Mithian, and the Best Man- Gwaine, to step forward with the rings, and hand them to the Bride and Groom.

The rings are then exchanged, and shortly after, the minister announces the official binding of Merlin and Morgana.

"By the power vested in me, by God and man, I now pronounce you, husband and wife." the minister grins widely as he looks at Merlin and nods. "You may now kiss your bride."

The union of the young couple is sealed immediately with a long, passionate kiss as applause, cheers, whistles, and 'aww's fill the room. They've finally done it.

Merlin, Morgana, and their guests enjoy the large feast, courtesy of Uther who felt like he owed Morgana as much for being absent most of her life, and then lying to her.

Gwaine watches the couple with a happy smile, and he can't help the way his eyes keep straying to his girlfriend. Mithian has been his rock. His game changer. His happiness. And he really can't imagine life without her. Watching his best friend get married today made him realize that he wanted that too. He wants it with Mithian. Gwaine is pulled out of his thoughts by Morgana getting up and walking to the center of the room with her bouquet of flowers. His eyes widen as all the bridesmaids, including Mithian, all turn towards Morgana as she turns their back to them, and tosses the bouquet high up over her head.

Everything around him slows down, and he can hear his own breath inhaling and exhaling loudly in his lungs as the bouquet sails through the air, and lands directly in Mithian's hands.

His eyes widen as Mithian's beautiful eyes dart directly towards him. This, was the sign he'd been waiting for. Gwaine's eyes dart towards Merlin, and the man is already grinning at him. Merlin nods, giving him a thumbs up. And then Gwaine is rising to his feet and walking over towards Mithian with his heart beating wildly against his chest. He stops abruptly, realizing that he doesn't have a ring, and he has no idea how to propose to anyone, but then Merlin is there, smiling knowingly at him. Merlin reaches into the pocket of his jacket and pulls out a small black box, pushing it into Gwaine's hand.

"For all the times you've been there for me." Merlin tells him.

Gwaine looks down at the box, realizing that the box is a ring box. "What?"

Merlin chuckles, "Mithian and Morgana talk nonstop about rings, and Morgana helped me pick the right size… I thought you could use it when the time is right."

Gwaine opens the box, his eyes widening at the size of the rock on the white gold band. "Merlin, I can't—,"

"Shut up and take it, Gwaine." Merlin says sternly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I'll give you a box for your balls later." he laughs, then turns his friend around and says, "There's no time like the present." with that, he shoves Gwaine towards the direction Mithian is standing, and stands back to watch.

Morgana immediately joins him, and he takes her hand in his as they watch their friends.

Gwaine's heart is in his throat as he approaches the girl he's sure he wants to spend the rest of his life with. He doesn't hesitate as he comes to a stop in front of her. Mithian stares up at him, smiling. A gasp leaves her lips as Gwaine drops down to one knee and stares up into her eyes with love. "Mithian, I'm going to be honest and tell you that I have no idea what I'm doing… but what I do know, is that I love you more than anything or anyone in this world, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you… so," he pauses and holds up the box Merlin gave him. He opens it slowly, his eyes searching Mithian's face as the ring finally comes to view. People around them are already 'ooh-ing' and 'ahhh-ing' as Mithian raises a hand to her mouth to stop the sob that's about to escape her. "Will you marry me?" Gwaine's eyes are shining with love as he waits for Mithian's answer with bated breath.

Mithian glances up at Morgana and Merlin, seeing them both smiling approvingly at her before she looks back down at the man kneeling in front of her. The man she has grown to love so much with no conditions. "Yes." she nods as she finally lets out her cry of joy, leaning down and throwing her arms around Gwaine's neck while nodding furiously. "Yes! I'll marry you, Gwaine."

Gwaine sighs in relief and joy as he wraps his arms around his new fiancee and rises to his feet. He pulls away only to pull her back and connect his lips to hers in a searing kiss. Cheers and screams of approval explode from the people around them as Gwaine then puts the ring on her finger, grinning from ear to ear as Mithian gushes over the beauty of it.

Merlin and Morgana could barely contain their joy. They both agree that today, is by far, the happiest day of their lives.

Gwaine turns, smiling widely at them and calls, "Isn't it time for the bride and groom to have their first dance as a married couple?"

Morgana grins up at her husband as the crowd's cheers of approval grow louder. Merlin takes the cue, offering his hand to her and bowing. "May I have this dance, my beautiful wife?"

Morgana giggles as she places her hand in his. "Yes, my handsome husband."

A Thousand Years by Christina Perri begins playing, and the married couple begins swaying. All eyes are on them, but in those moments, all else fades away until it's just the two of them. It seems to happen a lot when they're together.

Morgana couldn't believe it. She's married to the love of her life, and their best friends are now engaged. She shakes her head as tears begin to fill her eyes. She's never been so happy in her life.

"I love you" she whispers to Merlin.

Merlin smiles lovingly at her. "I love you too."

"To think that we could've had three extra years together if I'd just given you a chance when you first asked me—,"

Merlin raises a finger and presses it gently against her lips, shaking his head to her. "We're together now." he says softly.

Morgana nods as he pulls his hand away and cups her face. "Yes…" she nods, "Thank you."

"For what?"

Morgana pulls a hand back from where its rest behind his neck, and she traces his beautiful cheekbones with a finger. "For waiting for me."

Merlin chuckles softly as he pulls her even closer. "I would wait forever for you, Morgana."

She leans up on her toes and kisses her husband, eyes filling with more tears. Merlin smiles against her lips and rests his forehead against hers. She smiles as she pulls back to look up into his gorgeous blue eyes, specked with gold. "And I you."

"We're together now." Merlin whispers again, knowing how she always feels bad about the three years she made him wait.

Morgana nods, kissing him again. "All because you never gave up on me."

Merlin can only smile as he holds her close. He wouldn't change a thing, even if he could. "A moment with you is worth more than those three years, Morgana."

She swears, her heart skips a beat at those words. And so she does the only thing that makes her heart race and stop at the same time. She kisses him.

Years from now, they'll look back at their journey together, and he will ask her if she ever wonders what would've happened if their situations were reversed. If he were the one who wouldn't give her a chance… would she have fought for him? Would she have waited for him? Morgana would smile, kiss him, and answer with the utmost honesty, "Yes… I'd be relentless."


A/N: I'm a total sap… And writing the ending of this epilogue was exhausting because I wanted to tie it all together, so I had some trouble with finding a good way to end it. I did my best, so what do you guys think? I hope you guys like it. Let me know if you do! Will be updating "The Thief" next, and then I'll post "Outdrink Me". Also, I recently posted another Mergana fic called "Letters To Merlin", so check that out as well and let me know what you think of it. Thank you, guys!