Title: The Wrong Emotion

A/N: Yay for the final chapter! Okay, so this is it! No more drama even though Icould barely resist the dramatics. Sue me. But thank you to all who reviewed this fic. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. R&R!

-McDiggin'It

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Merlin could not hold back his tears if his life depended on it. In all his life, he remembers an exact number of 4 times he'd really cried.

The first was when he was five and his parents could not make it to his school play. He had worked hard to study his lines in the play for nothing.

The second time, was when he was 5. He fell off his bike and scraped his knee. It didn't exactly hurt much... he cried because instead of his mother or father running to his aid, it was his babysitter who cleaned his wound and bandaged it afterwards.

The third time was approximately 3 and a half years ago when he finally visited his parents' graves for the first time since their burial. He had cried like a baby, yelling at their headstones and demanding to know why they were never there for him. And in addition to not being there, they had to leave him so soon. He cried because he was so completely lost, hurting from his encounter with a girl who merely works for him, but makes him feel like he's the unworthy one. Like he's nothing in her eyes. He cried because he'd never felt so alone. Because he'd never felt so many emotions at once, and yet still can't bring himself to act on his emotions. He cried because he realized that he had been so consumed in continuing his parents' legacy, that he forgot to begin his own. He cried because he knew that he couldn't possibly continue to go to work and do the exact same thing he did everyday since he became old enough to run the company. And he cried because he'd gained nothing but loneliness from wallowing in his anger, bitterness, and fear of affection. Fear of getting too close to people because he doesn't want to ever feel what he felt when his parents left him forever.

The fourth time he cried, his memories had just broken through the ginormous barrier around his brain that was keeping all of her out, and having a near heart attack as he performed CPR on her. He cried out of fury at himself for forgetting, and indescribable fear at the thought of losing her forever.

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It's the middle of winter, but inside the Red and white Winter themed ceremonial room of the Emrys estate in Ireland, warmth radiates with chipper smiles and excited grins.

White, ruby red, and platinum linens, silver trees with hanging red crystals, clear acrylic chairs that lined up side by side on either side of the room, with a single walkway littered with red and white rose petals in the center leading towards the front of the room which fanned out into an open and spacious area, decorated with ice blue crystals hanging from the ceiling around the center of the opening. Off to the right of its center, a man with blue eyes, dark hair, and clad in a black and silver custom made Ermenegildo Zegna tuxedo, awaits the commencement of the ceremony.

He looks down at his silver tie, dark shirt, dark grey vest and sleek black jacket and pants. In the breast pocket of his jacket, is a single red rose. He momentarily wonders how he managed to get into his clothes, his thoughts muddled with thoughts of his fiancé.

It's the big day, and Merlin cannot even begin to contain his excitement.

"Smile any harder and your face might actually crack." Gaius chuckles as he approaches his nephew.

Merlin laughs, albeit nervously. "I'm just..."

"Nervous?"

"I was going to say happy, but now that you mention it, yes. I'm a little nervous."

"That's normal." Gaius nods and smiles widely at the fine young man before him. He looks so much like his father, except thinner and with shorter hair and thankfully no facial hair. "So, I never told you because your father specifically told me not to, until today, but he wanted me to give you something."

Merlin looks curiously at his uncle and nods. "What is it?"

Gaius reaches into his pocket and pulls out a gold ring that Merlin is pretty sure is not his mothers. He had that one encased and left in his study back in London. "A ring?" He asks as Gaius hands it over to him.

"It's a custom made family crest ring that belonged to your father, and his father, and his father before him, and so on."

Merlin turns the ring over in his hand and finds the Dragonlord family crest from his fathers side. It's gold all around, save for the centerpiece that boasts of pure silver, with 2 gold dragons intertwined in the center. Merlin smiles widely as he looks at his uncle. "I remember my father telling me that someday, I'll earn the right to wear the family ring... why today?"

Gaius chuckles as he light thumps his palm on his nephews shoulder. "Because you're finally leading your life and not the other way around."

Canon in D Major begins to play in the background as the double doors to the chapel open up, revealing 2 lines of about 6 groomsmen in dark gray tuxedo's, and 6 bridesmaids in ice blue dresses. Their line takes about 2 minutes, followed closely by 2 beautiful blonde little twin flower girls, and an adorable little boy with dark hair and blue eyes, carefully and slowly walking down the aisle with a small white pillow in his hands, holding 2 wedding bands in its center.

Arthur hobbles up beside Merlin and pats his best friend in the back. "You ready for this?"

Merlin nods enthusiastically as he takes a deep breath and glances at his best man. "Definitely."

Finally, all heads turn in awe and amazement as the beautiful and breathtaking woman of the hour emerges from the left side of the double doors, turning slowly and facing the crowd.

A long flowing white dress that seems to hug her curves so perfectly, a train about as long as Merlin's entire 6 foot height, red and white roses adorn the right side of her dark hair, styled in a wavy waterfall down her back. Over her head is a transparent white veil that did nearly nothing to conceal the beauty and radiance of the woman behind it.

Today, Merlin notes silently, will be the fifth time he has ever cried. Tears flow freely down his pale cheeks as he stares at the back of the room. He feels his heart beat rapidly in his chest as the love of his life slowly begins to walk down the aisle towards him.

All else fades into the background as he stares at his soon-to-be-wife taking step after step towards him. His insides flip inside out as she gets closer and he can see her a little clearer now through hurriedly wiped tears.

Finally, she reaches him and he takes her hand as she faces him, smiling brightly. He could tell she's crying too, and he gives her hand a light squeeze. I love you.

She squeezes back. I love you too.

"Dearly beloved." Gaius begins, smiling at the two before him. "We are gathered here today, to witness the binding of this man," he gestures to Merlin. "And this woman". He gestures to Morgana. "In holy matrimony."

Morgana bites her lip hard, trying to make sure this isn't a dream. She can't believe she's actually about to finally marry the man of her dreams. She smiles up at him as all else fades away. Love, a love that he did not possess before meeting her, now shines brightly through his gorgeous blue eyes.

There were times when she had almost given up on him, but then she'd look into his eyes and instantly know that she could never ever truly give him up. She loves this man with every single beat of her heart, and for better or worse, she belongs to him.

"If anyone here has reason to believe why this man and woman may not be joined together, let them speak now, or forever hold your peace." Gaius pauses, eyes sweeping over the crowd, daring anyone to stop the ceremony. He nods satisfactorily before continuing.

His speech is short, simple, and sweet. And finally, he looks at the young couple before him, smiling lovingly at each other. "And now, for the exchanging of vows."

He turns to looks at Arthur and Gwen, who each step forward towards the little ring boy and picking up the 2 rings on the pillow in his hands. They give the rings to the bride and groom, nodding their support.

"Please repeat after me." Gaius waits for them to nod before continuing. "I, state your name."

"I, Merlin Emrys,"

"I, Morgana Le Faye,

"Take thee, Morgana Le Faye,"

"Take thee, Merlin Emrys,"

"To be my lawfully wedded wife,"

"To be my lawfully wedded husband,"

"To have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, honor, and cherish, 'til death do us part."

Rings are exchanged, and Gaius grins widely at his nephew and niece-in-law. "Then by the powers vested in me by the law, I proudly pronounce thee, husband and wife." He glances at Merlin, pausing shortly. "Merlin, you may kiss your bride."

Merlin immediately does so, pulling his new wife tightly into his arms and kissing her deeply. He's so happy, he can barely contain it as they pull away for air. "I love you, Morgana Le Faye."

Morgana grins widely and quirks an eyebrow at him. "I love you too... and its Morgana Emrys now." She corrects.

Merlin grins widely and pulls her into another kiss. "Mrs. Emrys... I've waited 3 years to call you that."

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The reception is beautiful and full of laughter as Morgana and Merlin's friends and family enjoy the great food, wine, and stories of Merlin and Morgana's journey together, courtesy of the best man and maid of honor. All too soon, the night comes to an end and the newlyweds find themselves alone inside a limo, on their way to a 5-star hotel where they'll spend the night before taking their flight to Fiji in the morning for their month long honeymoon vacation. Perks of Merlin being the CEO.

On the other side of the city, a blonde man and an olive skinned girl share a deep kiss as they stumble up the stairs of their 4-bedroom home. "I love our little angels, but thank heavens they actually wanted to spend tonight with my father."

Gwen laughs heartily as she kisses her husband. "As much as I hate to admit it, I agree with you on that."

"Yes, well this isn't the first time you agreed with me. If I recall correctly, our twins wouldn't have been conceived if you hadn't agreed with me to just-"

"Arthur?" Gwen interrupts as they finally make it to their bedroom.

"Yes, love?"

"Shut up and kiss me."

Obviously, he cannot argue with his wife. "Yes, ma'am." he grins, leaning down and claiming her lips in a heated kiss.

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Silence fills the interior of the luxurious hotel room, and Morgana bites her lip nervously.

"You're quiet." She points out softly as she looks up from her place by his side on their bed.

He turns his head, smiling widely at her and leans over to place a quick kiss on her lips. "Just thinking." He mutters.

"About?"

"Just wishing my parents could've been here with me on the happiest day of my life. I wish you could've met them. They would've loved you and Bailey."

Morgana beams at her new husband and presses a kiss to his bare chest. "I wish I could've met them too. I'm sure Bailey and I would've loved them as well."

Merlin smiles, kissing his wife's forehead as tears begin to fill his eyes. "Morgana, I wanted to thank you." He says softly.

Morgana pulls away and looks questioningly at Merlin. "For what?"

He grins, wiping his tears away. "For loving me. For being so patient and caring. For showing me what it's like to be loved. For giving me Bailey... and for never giving up on me. Because heaven knows I would've given up on myself a long time ago."

"You sell yourself short." Morgana disagrees softly. "It may have taken a little while for you to come around and finally use that heart of yours," she jokes earning her a small chuckle. She quickly fades back to a more serious look as she takes his hand in hers, "but there is no one I know in this lifetime who can love me like you do. You quickly became the most influential man I've ever met, and not because you're the CEO of Camelot Stocks, or because you own 3 islands, and 7 family estates in Great Britain alone, but because you have the heart of someone who has been through hell and back. That, is why I admire and love you so much. Because even after going through something that would've rendered most people completely heartless, you still turned out to be one of the most loving, caring, and kindest man I've ever known."

Merlin couldn't help it. In that moment, he felt this burning need to hold his wife closer to him and never let her go. Literally. So he hugs her closer, burying his face into her hair, inhaling her intoxicating scent, and feeling every bit of worry and nervousness inside him melt away quickly with her touch. "Do you think Bailey is going to be okay?" He asks curiously a few minutes later.

Morgana pulls away and smiles, "He's in good hands. Besides, Gaius is always treating him like some fragile object, and Arthur and Gwen will be there as well to help out. I'm sure Bailey will be fine."

"But he's three."

"Merlin, that boy takes after you in every single way. He'll be fine."

Merlin nods, although he's still a little nervous. It will be the longest time they'll be away from him. "I just-"

"Merlin." Morgana raises an eyebrow at him. "We already told Gaius to call us if anything comes up, and we can always call him whenever we want. Also, they'll be at the airport tomorrow to see us off."

"Right. I guess I'm just..."

"I know," Morgana cuts him off with a knowing smile. "He's our first and only child and you can't help thinking about your own childhood and how you barely got to spend time with your parents. But we won't let that happen. We'll be back in a month, and never ever leave his side again. I know for a fact that Gaius, Gwen, and Arthur will take good care of him while we're away."

"You're right." Merlin nods, kissing her forehead and taking a deep breath. "Tonight is just us."

"Together." Morgana agrees.

Merlin kisses her again and rests his forehead against her. He laughs a little as he closes his eyes and thinks about all the things they've been through together. "From memory losses, to wrong engagements, to memory gains, to long dates out and longer nights in, to finding out you're pregnant, to the sleepless nights, the morning fights, to raising Bailey, to asking you to marry me, and now, finally being able to call you my wife." He pulls away and looks at her with wonder in his eyes. "We've been through a lot together, and yet here we are, stronger than ever."

"Together." Morgana smiles tearily.

Every journey has a destination. And although their journey seems to be coming to an end, Merlin and Morgana know that theirs, has only just begun.

"I love you." Merlin whispers softly as they settle against the sheets of their hotel bed.

"And I love you... I think I always have, even when I thought I hated you. I just didn't realize that that whole time, I was just feeling the wrong emotion.

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The End

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A/N: This epilogue sucks. I'm disappointed and I understand if you are too. I apologize. I'm just so rushed because I'm always exhausted after work. But I'm writing more Mergana still, and will post them soon. Anyway, R&R!

-McDiggin'It

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