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A/N: I changed this chapter a bit to, hope you guys understand. It didn't sound right before, but i guess i was in a bad mood when I wrote it more than two years ago. My bad. :)

This is the epilogue.

As soon as Merlin and Morgana entered the gates of Camelot the air around them thickened with the tension and sadness everyone felt. Morgana could believe that this was real. She knew it was, but she still hoped it wasn't. As soon as they got to the castle, Morgana was engulfed in the comforting arms of Gwen. Gaius walked over to them and offered them both a small smile. Neither of them dared to say anything about Uther or Arthur.

When Morgana and Merlin finally got the courage to find Arthur they found him on his Father's study. He looked up at them when they entered. "Close the doors." Was all he said.

Merlin closed the doors, and while he did so, Arthur walked around the desk to Morgana. A bit afraid, Morgana raised her chin up high and looked at Arthur in the eye. "Morgana. . ." Arthur said, but did not continue. His blue eyes told everything there was to say. Morgana swallowed nervously.

"Arthur." Morgana answered in confirmation. When words fell dead, they both hugged each other tightly. Morgana felt the increasing sadness engulfed her and Arthur, but in a silent competition, they both stayed strong for the other.

Merlin watched behind them, worried and guarded.

Later that day, servants fumbled about preparing everything for the funeral. Gwen and Morgana were getting dressed, while Arthur decided to prepare himself.

What happened?" Gaius asked quietly, as Merlin sat on the chair and tried to eat food.

"What?" Merlin looked up surprised.

"In the mountain. With Morgause." Gaius clarified. "What happened?"

Merlin thought for a moment. "Morgana was with her. Talking to her. Morgause tried to convince her to go with her. Morgana refused." At this Merlin paused. "Morgause tried to force her into her side. It was strange, Gaius. Morgause stood above her, trying to control her mind, but. . ." He paused. "Nothing happened. Just when I thought it was over with, Morgana broke out of the spell. Almost like nothing."

Gaius allowed himself a small smile. "Was she wearing the necklace?"

Merlin looked up at him, confused. "What necklace?"

Gaius shook his head. "The necklace, Merlin. It's a powerful necklace. It won't fully protect you. It's more of a helping hand. As soon as Morgause tried to take over Morgana, the necklace must have found its power and given Morgana enough thought to escape."

Merlin looked at Gaius amazed. "Where did you get that necklace, Gaius?"

Gaius smiled to himself, almost in remembrance. "That is my secret."

"A very good secret, if I do say so myself." Merlin said with a smile on his lips. Together, Merlin and Gaius made their way to the grounds of all the past Kings and Queens of Camelot.

Arthur put on a brave front, as the future King he had a duty. As a Prince he had a duty, he had to be strong. He couldn't let it show how affected he was right then at that moment. He felt like breaking down just like he had when he was alone in the woods with Gwen, but this wasn't the time or place.

Gwen looked from her side of the rest bed of the late King Uther and sighed deeply. The memory of her and Arthur's journey back from their small encounter with the leaving Druids had been a quiet one.

Not even with the small comfort that she gave him, Gwen knew that Arthur would still keep a lot of the pain inside himself. Most men did that, something she hated at the moment. Her eyes clouded with tears as she stared at the forlorn looking Prince. She sighed and looked at Morgana, the beautiful young woman was doing a good job of keeping herself together. But like Arthur, she had to keep up a strong front. It was expected of her. Morgana still felt the weight of Uther's death on her shoulders. No one could prove to her that she had anything to do with his death, some might even scoff and tell her it was just a small "coincidence" other people would look at her with pity in their eyes and whisper to her that "everything happens for a reason". Morgana wasn't sure what she thought. It was all confusing. Some of it didn't feel real. At all.

When she arrived to Camelot earlier that day, Arthur had been good to her. He was still the sweet brother she had been used to, but a part of him had been detached. Morgana supposed it had to be because of her magic. It scared her to think that Arthur would not accept her, but with Gwen's encouraging, Morgana had repeatedly told herself that Arthur was just grieving. Something that she was doing as well.

In silent encouragement, Gwen clasped her hand to Morgana's. Morgana looked at it, then up at Gwen. A small smile was shared between both girls. Reality once again hit Morgana and with Gwen next to her, she allowed herself to shed one tear.

From where he stood, Arthur watched Morgana. It was no secret to him that she was 'gifted' since they were children. It could even explain her nightmares. He only had a few hours to process the information. He was still processing it. Not because it was something he could not push away, but something he did not want to push away. It was the only thing keeping him sane. Morgana was standing tall and strong, Arthur would have scoffed, but he was sure that deep inside, Morgana could overpass him in strength. And not just physically. With a subtle shake of his head, Arthur let his thoughts drift anywhere, but at Morgana and his father.

Once the viewing was done, everyone went inside to give their respects to Arthur and Morgana. The only problem was that Morgana was nowhere to be found. Merlin looked for her but when he didn't see her in the main hall, he went to search for her in her chambers. He knocked at her door and when she opened in he gave her a weak smile.

"Oh, Merlin. . ." Morgana said quietly, the sadness was present in her person, but she managed to give him a smile.

Merlin smiled back. "My lady."

Morgana's eyes softened. "How many times must I remind you, Merlin? Call me Morgana. That is my name." She said with slight pride. "Now, was there anything that you wanted?" Hope shone on her eyes. She had missed speaking to him.

"No, Morgana. Nothing." Merlin could kill himself if he could. "I mean. . .I, well, it's just that-"

Morgana smiled. A small, simple smile, but it had made Merlin stop abruptly. "Merlin, tell me." She smiled with mischief.

Merlin allowed himself a small smile. "I miss you." He said and took a small step forward.

"I'm here." Was all she said.

Merlin shook his head. "You know what I mean."

Morgana looked at him thoughtfully. "I'm afraid. . ." She stepped closer. "...I don't."

Merlin smiled widely, a small chuckle escaping his lips, and as soon as he stared at Morgana his love came back in a rush.

"Can you explain?"

"Gladly," Merlin gave her a chaste kiss.

It would take time to heal from the pain and loss of everything's that happened, but Morgana felt happy. In all that's happened, the only thing she was glad for was the love and family she regained. She felt at peace.

She smiled up at Merlin and he frowned at her, a question in his sweet eyes. She took his hand in hers.

"I'm glad you're here, too."

This didn't give all the feelings she felt voice but Merlin smiled all the same and she knew he understood.

The end.

A/N: Not the best ending but I'm happy with this.

A/N 2: I wrote this back when I was 15. It was the first thing I'd ever written and you can tell by the mistakes of grammar, the tenses getting mixed up. The poorly planned out plot but I wanted to fix what happened after season 2 and so this fic happened.

One day I'll fix the mistakes. I hope you guys enjoyed a bit of it, though. :)