Hi Merlin's fans !

So, here is my third Merlin story. This plot just attacked me while as was watching episode 13 and I couldn't get it out of my head. I'm not quite sure where this is leading but I wanted to post it. It's also some sort of a new writing style for me. Not sure it's good or not. So I really hope you will leave me a little review to tell me what you think of that story. Feel free to say anything, good or bad, I take any comments.

I took a long time to find a tittle and today I was listening to the song MK Ultra of Muse and was thinking of how this could really fit with Merlin and I though : Why not ? If you have any ideas of tittle that would fit better don't hesitate either I'm really bad at that tittle-finding stuff...

Enough talking ! Time for you to read ! Enjoy !

Updated October 29th 2015 with corrections by my Beta!

Chapter 1:

Gwaine watched worriedly as Elyan tried once more to get Gaius to eat the bread he just won. It wasn't much but they both hoped that it would help the old man survive until rescue came. And the knights didn't doubt for one moment that rescue would come. They had faith in their King.

What they were worried about was the physician. The man seemed to grow weaker and weaker as the days passed. However he claimed that he wasn't worried as he knew that he would die. And that was what petrified Gwaine more and more every day. He knew that the mind was what really determined your survival in critical situations. And Gaius… Gaius looked like he had resigned himself to die.

He exchanged a look with Elyan as the knight came to sit back beside him but no words were exchanged. Words were useless in their situation. The silence enveloped them like a blanket and the cell was dark, illuminated only by the cold shine of the moon and the flickering gold light of the torch at the end of the corridor.

Gwaine shivered in his undressed state. He felt bone tired but inquietude was keeping him awake. Elyan was asleep in a corner of their cell, hunched in on himself. Gwaine knew that wouldn't last long. Since his interrogation the youngest man seemed to suffer from nightmares and slept only a few hours each night but Gwaine never said anything. It was, after all, one more subject they were avoiding.

He must have dozed off for when he looked up, Gwaine saw the sky lighting itself, a red sparkle colouring the dull grey of the dawn. He sighed and rubbed the nape of his neck.

"Finally awake sleepyhead" commented Elyan warily.

"Oh shut up Elyan. And I've already told you that's Sir Gwaine to you. Have a bit of respect." He retorted grumpily.

"Only if you call me Sir Elyan." The knight answered back with a slight grin that didn't reach his eyes.

"How is he?" Gwaine asked, pushing himself up and stretching his sore muscles.

"Not good… I fear he won't last longer Gwaine."

The rogue knight stopped his movements and joined Elyan near the couch were Gaius was peacefully asleep. They shared a glance full of sadness and fear before letting silence fall once more.

It wasn't a long time after that they heard the first sounds of combat coming from their windows. Immediately, both knights jumped up, all weariness and aches forgotten with the promise of freedom. In seconds Elyan was at the windows, trying to see what was happening outside their bars. Gwaine stood back and made his way to Gaius, awakening the old man with a great deal of shoulder shaking.

"Gaius, come on, wake up." He said with excitation. "Do you hear that? We're going to be free!"

The physician tried to smile a little but he was clearly fighting to just keep his eyes open. He opened his mouth to talk but his voice was so soft that Gwaine had to kneel close to him to catch the words.

"It's too late Gwaine…"

"No, don't say that. Any minutes now and we'll be out of this stinky cell and back to your chambers."

"No Gwaine… Listen." Gaius murmured quietly but with authority. "I know enough of the human body to know it's too late for me… But what I said to Elyan is true… I'm not afraid to die…"

"Gaius…"

"I want you to promise me something Gwaine." The physician continued, unaffected by the knight's pleading tone. "Promise me… You'll look after… Merlin… He needs someone… And I can't be that… Someone… Anymore…"

Gwaine kept his eyes on Gaius' teary ones, touched to see the seriousness and regret he saw there even if he knew that Gaius loved Merlin as a son. He nodded slowly.

"I promise I will. But I'm sure you can still be there for him."

"Thank you… Gwaine… Tell… Tell him… I love him… As my son… And… That I'm… Sorry…" Gaius managed to say quietly and Gwaine could only nod as he watched the physician's eyes slip close and his breathing stop.

He tried to swallow the lump that had formed in his throat but to no avail and he bowed his head, silently wishing farewell to his friend. He heard Elyan come behind him and knew he didn't have to say anything when a hand gently squeezed his shoulder before sitting on the ground next to him.

They both hadn't moved when, finally, sounds of boots running down the corridor came to their ears. They tiredly looked up when Leon and Percival came in front of their door and opened it.

"Took you long enough" Gwaine said quietly and a bit harshly.

Their rescuers looked confused by his tone of voice but their expression quickly changed when they took in the view of the other occupants of the cell. Gwaine saw in their eyes the exact moment when they comprehended what had happened.

"Is he…" began Leon.

"Yes." Gwaine answered quietly. "I think you should take him to his chambers and I'll warn Merlin."

The four men exchanged a desperate glance. None of them wanted to tell the young man such news but they knew that they had to. Percival came into the cell and took hold of the old man to take him away while Leon helped first Gwaine then Elyan up. The latter swayed but Leon kept a hand around his waist, keeping him upright.

"I'll take you to your room" said Leon before leading the other man away.

Gwaine stayed a moment alone, watching his brothers in arms walk away and trying to brace himself for what he was about to do. Instinctively, he knew where to go. He knew that Merlin would be where Arthur was, and the only place Arthur would be was in the throne room where Morgana was.

The walk towards it was a blur to the knight. He barely noticed the route he was taking and even less the corpses of the enemy's army. He was desperately trying to find a way to tell his best friend that the man he saw as a father had just died.

When he finally arrived at the throne room he was greeted with a pitiful sight. A couple was sitting on the ground, the man hugging the woman and crying while Arthur, Gwen and Merlin both watched them with tearful eyes. None of them had noticed him and Gwaine was glad, silently enjoying the last few moments of peace Merlin would get.

Finally, the young man looked up and, after their eyes met, took a step back, shaking his head with a horrified expression. A few seconds later and he was leaving the room by the servant door.

Arthur and Gwen watched him go before turning to Gwaine, inquiringly. The knight shook his head and left without a word to find his best friend.

Well ? What do you think ? Should I continue ? It's the first time I took the point of View of Gwaine... But I love him and feel he has to have more attention :D