Yes I am back for another one. I just had this idea and I thought I would run with it. Let me know what you guys think. Well… here goes. :P

Summary: Arthur is a well known arson detective and Merlin is a leading fire-fighter. What happens when they are put on an assignment together?


Love is Arson

Chapter 1

"What does it look like boss?" Lance said circling the scene.

"Definitely arson," the other man said.

"How can you tell?"

"Lance, please. How long have you known me?"

"OK," Lance said, bringing his arms up in defeat, "I'll trust your judgement."

"Thank you."

"Wow Arthur. I haven't heard you say thank you in a long time."

"Don't get used to it then," Arthur said quickly, walking past his assistant to bend over at what was left of the fire. Lance frowned slightly and walked over to join him.

Arthur cocked his head to one side as he stood up. Lance, knowing what was best for him, moved out of the way so Arthur could do his job. He swore he saw Arthur smile to himself. Arthur walked over to a large pile of ash on the right hand side of the room. Bending over, he bought a bit of it up and rubbed it in between his fingers.

"Um, excuse me," a foreign voice said, "You are not allowed to touch that. That is evidence right there." Arthur straightened up, not turning towards his attacker.

"Well, if you must know, it is my job to analyse such "evidence" as you call it. But judging by your accusations, it would seem that you do not know me." He heard the stranger shift on the spot.

"It seems that I do not. However, if you would stop being such a prat and face me, then maybe I would."

Arthur could vaguely hear sometime like "oh snap!" come from Lance's mouth. He ground his jaw. No one spoke to him like that. No one. He was Arthur Pendragon, the youngest Leading Senior Detective in the history of the C.B.I (Camelot Bureau of Investigation), which was now run by his family. He had solved more cases than bones in his body, and he was one of the richest men in the country. Who dared to speak to him like that?

Arthur turned to see a young man about his age standing in front of him. His raven hair hung just above his bright blue eyes. He had high cheek bones supporting a slender face and sort of… how could he put this- oversized ears. But that did not affect the overall attractiveness of the male, because as much as Arthur did not like him at the present moment, he was quite appealing.

"And who might you be?" Arthur asked in his usual snarl. The dark haired man walked up to him and extended his hand.

"The name's Merlin friend."

"And I don't know you?" Arthur questioned.

"No you don't," Merlin said.

"But you called me… friend."

"That was my mistake," Merlin replied, smiling slightly. Arthur raised his eyebrows.

"I would never have a friend who could be such as ass." Arthur once again heard Lance speak and he felt like turning around and yelling at him to shut up.

"Nor I one who could be so stupid," he replied not taking his eyes off Merlin. Merlin stared right back.

There was silence for a while before Lance decided it would be a good time for him to step in.

"Merlin, did you say your name was? Merlin… Emrys? Aren't you the captain of Camelot Fire House 001?" Merlin took his eyes of Arthur who decided he did not want to be part of the conversation and began to survey the room again, and turned to smile at Lance.

"That is correct. My house discovered and put out this fire."

"I had heard that you are one of the best," Lance said.

"You flatter me. But that's about right." Lance smiled.

"Oh well, I'm Lance. And yeah that's Arthur. We are from the C.B.I."

"Ah," Merlin said, turning to look at Arthur, "that would explain his… coldness to anything that breathes." Lance chuckled.

"You'll get used to it. He may be the best, but he's had a long and hard trip to get there. I assume you heard about his mother a couple of years back?" Merlin nodded.

"No one really knows what happened. But, he hasn't been the same since."

Merlin and Lance both decided not to take that subject any further.

"So," Merlin said finally, "how long have you two been here?" Lance's face suddenly flicked into work mode.

"We have been surveying the scene for about half and hour now. Arthur has confirmed that the fire was arson, but nothing else."

"Well of course it was arson," Merlin said. Lance looked taken back. It had taken Arthur at least twenty minutes to conclude that. This man had not been here five minutes.

"How can you tell it was arson?" Arthur looked up after Lance spoke, stopping what he was doing.

"Simple," he said. He walked over to the opposite side of the room that Arthur was on and picked up something out of the ash. Dusting it off, he turned it for the other two men to see.

"Kerosene can. You don't find those around if it's not arson."

"Very well done Mr Emrys."

All three men turned around to see Senior Detective Constable Pendragon walk into the room.

"Sir," Lance said saluting.

"Father," Arthur answered flatly.

Uther Pendragon strode into the room, looking around quickly before speaking again.

"This site was very important to the president and his wife. It was also a heritage site which means it is on our list of priorities. As your skills seem- adequate; I would like to ask if you would help to figure out what exactly happened here."

"It would be an honour," Merlin said simply. Arthur shook his head.

"Father, how can you expect him to solve it? He has no experience with this sort of thing and-"

"And that is exactly why he will be your partner for this case." Both Lance's and Arthur's jaw dropped open. Merlin just smiled.

"That will be all," Uther said and walked out.

"What a day!" Arthur groaned.

"I don't know," Merlin said, "it's only seven in the morning."

"Shut up Merlin, if we are going to be partners for this case, you need to get one thing straight. I. Work. Alone. So stay out of my way."

"But wouldn't that defeat the purpose of the partner's thing?" Arthur threw his hands in the air.

"Damn it, this could not get any worse."

"Sir, Morgana called and wants you to go to her office right away," Lance said, tucking his phone into his pocket.

Arthur smiled to himself and shook his head.

"Judging by that," Merlin said pointing up and down at Arthur, "you shouldn't have spoken so soon."


So that's the first chapter down.

I don't know, what do you guys think? Should I continue?


Until next time,