Morgana entered Gaius' chambers unannounced. She looked around and called for him. Her eyes caught the attention of a brew nestling over the fire. She took a step towards it. Staring at it for a moment she thought she had recognised her sleeping draught.

"I wouldn't touch that if I were you," Came a voice.

Morgana turned to see Merlin stagger down the steps from his room, pulling on a crimson shirt. She smiled up at him.

"How are you feeling?" She asked.

"Rougher than a badgers backside." Merlin replied. "But Gaius is a genius. Without him I would be dead."

"He is a miracle worker indeed." Morgana said. "Does it hurt?"

Merlin stared at her. "Why so interested?" He asked.

Morgana looked away. "I'm… I'm not." She blushed. An unsteady silence passed between them. Morgana cleared her throat. "What is that anyway?" She asked.

"That is the town leper's medicine. Consisting of things too ugly for the King's Ward." Merlin said.

Morgan smiled. "Like what?" She asked.

"Oh. Evil enchantments. Gaius is really evil. He wants to cure lepers." Merlin smiled playfully.

Morgana's face dropped. "You shouldn't joke about those things Merlin." She said.

He realised his mistake. His smile too vanished. Morgana turned and began to walk away from him.

"Morgana!" He cried. "No! Please! Wait!" He caught up with her, pulling her by the elbow. "I'm sorry. Can I blame my medicine?" He asked.

Morgana shook her head.

"Sorry about the joke. It was in bad taste."

"It's not that. If we lived in a different time when magic was still permitted…" She sighed.

"Morgana, what's wrong?" Merlin asked.

"Nothing… Just silly little nightmares." She said.

Merlin took her hands forcing her to look into his eyes. "Tell me."

"In my dreams…" She gave a shudder. "I was one of magic."

Merlin took a step back.

"See!" She cried. "I should not have told you!"

"No," Merlin kept a grip of her hands as she tried to get away. "Continue."

"Not just me. You and Gaius… You all possessed magic." She said her voice quivering.

"Well, that's silly."

"But it feels so real!" She cried. "Merlin, you would tell me wouldn't you?"

"Tell you what?"

"If you used magic!" Morgana begged. "Please tell me that you would let me know!"

"Morgana," Merlin said seriously. "Listen to me. If you had the slightest inkling that you had magic then fine. But do you?"

Morgana paused and blinked up at him. "You're right." She sighed. "Of course you're right." She sighed. "I've been foolish."

"No," Merlin shook his head. "Never foolish."

Morgana sighed. "Can I ask you to ride out with me tomorrow?" She asked.

"Of course, but what for?"

"I don't want to be lonely. Gwen, she's a good friend. But she doesn't understand, not like you do."

Merlin gave a curt nod.

"I'll ask Arthur to give you the day off." She said.

Merlin smiled calmly. "M'lady."

Morgana smiled still. Her eyes flickered curiously. She turned and left.

"Do you not want your sleeping draught?" He asked.

"Can you bring it to me tonight?" She asked.

Merlin nodded. Morgana smiled at him then disappeared behind the pillars.