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Chapter Sixteen- Home

The Summer air blew across their faces. Absorbed by the sweat on their brows which cooled them. They had announced that they would arrive at Camelot and as soonas their mounts passed the gates of the fine kingdom, there was yelling and chanting of names, chanting of victory as their king and his men had returned. After seven long and dreadful years, King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table had returned to Camelot, to Albion.

Beautifully coloured peddles showered them as they made their way through the streets. Receiving air kisses and cheers from their citizens. It was good to be home. Arthur turned to his knights with a huge smile emanating radiantly- as he saw the relieved smiles they wore, he felt somewhat proud of himself. He had brought back his men and not only were they safe but happy too. Then he turned to Merlin who was not as happy, more anxious really. "What is it Merlin?" he asked his trusted adviser.

The king of magic looked around him, "Nothing sire, just...I don't know what to say or how to act when I see my children," Arthur gave him a knowing look sying that he knew what his best friend was going through as he was thinking the same about his son, his heir to the throne. "I can imagine they would be hating me a lot for seeming to have abandoned them."

Arthur slowed his horse down a bit, he didn't know whether he should be offended in the knowledge of Merlin undermining himself and the deeds he had done or relieved that the sorcerer was not regretting having children at all. Arthur thought he had seen regret in his father's eyes once or twice. After seeing the piazza, and Arthur saw his Queen Guinavere holding the small hands of a young golden haired boy, he dismissed his memories of his much hated father and his smile was back.

As they entred the main square, Merlin had dismounted his unicorn and handed its bridle to a stable boy who went along to tore him somewhere safe. The warlock was intent to walk to the citadel and surprise his wife and kids. He was making hasteful steps but then was stopped as he was bumped by a little boy running among the crowd of cheerers. "Ooh, sorry sir," the little boy of seven apologysed.

"What is the rush my dear boy?" chuckled Merlin in a friendly tone.

"Sorry sir...are you a knight?" He asked and Merlin nodded, he still had his helmet on and armour so thought it a giveaway. "Are you from among the company of Arthur's knight?" Again Merlin nodded at the boy's inquiery.

"Why dear boy, do you wish to be a knight?" Merlin chuckled.

The child giggled and nodded. "Actually I was wondring if you've seen my father who was a member of the Round Table Knights."

Merlin stared at him. He did not know anyone from his company to have a child. Galahad maybe. "Sure. What is this knight's name?"

The biy thought for a while and said, "Well...he isn't a knight per-say. He's name is Merlin. He is the wizard."

Merlin almost fell on his feet as the boy said it. This boy was his son. Merlin gave him a smile and removed his helmet. He placed it on the boy's head and he gasped as it slid down, almost covering his eyes.

Angwyn looked up at the man as he kneeled down to meet his eyes. He had almost the same features as him. Black hair, long face, his eyes were blue and then there were the never mistaken ears. It was then when he hugged him did Angwyn realise.

"Sorry sir knight," came a female voice from behind him and a young girl had taken Angwyn's hand and took him up. "My brother is a rather curious boy."

Merlin remained silent and looked at the girl with an open mouth. His daughter. She was like a reincarnation of her mother but had inherited his eyes. "Sarah?" he gasped.

Sarah furrowed her eyes at the man and then with a few minutes of inspection she clasped her mouth in shock and disbelief. "Father?" she let the sound escape her lips.

"Oh, my angels," she took them all in his arms and hugged them. "My grown up angels." they all had tears in their eyes, escaping and making way to their cheeks.

Arthur had been reunited with Gwen and was then properly introduced with his son and heir: Bryan. He hugged him for minutes before taking the lips of his queen. "I've missed you Guinavere."

Gwen giggled like a school girl and planted another kis on her husband's mouth, all the while Bryan jokingly made fake snorts of disgust as his parents showed their affections. Arthur smiled at him and picked him up as the citizens who had gathered in the city square had cheered and applauded.

-==M==-

Merlin's heart raced so quickly he thought it was about to leap out of his chest and run away. He walked determined, to his chambers. Once he found himself facing the wooden door he took in huge amounts of air and exhaled. It slowed his heart rate for a while and he knocked.

Merlin heard the distant voice of his wife on the other side telling him to wait. The door then opened, "Yes what is-" She was silnced as a figure resembling her husband appeared. She gasped in a mixture of shock, happiness and...rage?

"I'm sorry Morgana, I'm sorry I-" SLAP!...Morgana had slammed her hand across his face. She looked into his eyes, the same blue eyes she fell in love with and then she broke down in tears. She threw her armed around his neck and enveloped him in her embrace.

Merlin staggered for a bit and then slid his arms around her weist. He took in the heavenly scent of his wife's hair. A smell he was deprived of for seven years. Smelling nothing but the blood of Saxons and the stench of fire and rotting corpses.

They hugged for what seemed like forever, none wanted to let go. Merlin though, broke their embrace only to then kissed his beautiful wife on the lips. Giving all his contained passion and longing in that kiss. Seven years of longing, and she had kissed him back with equal the love and devotion.

Sarah Emrys and her younger brother Angwyn watched as their father and mother shared their long awaited kiss. It was a gesture of true love and Sarah couldn't help but smile a grin of joy and relief. Their father was back. He was back for them. Merlin was with them, where he belonged...Merlin was home.

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Author's Note: My that was fun to write. I may move on to other Merlin projects in the future. Maybe a journey for Merlin and his wife Morgana (A prequal to Legend of Merlin). Comments and reviwes please. (Can I get some Merlin End credits, Yeah!)