A/N: Hello, readers. Just letting you know, the song used is "Angels" by Within Temptation, and the title of this chapter is Gailician (I have no idea if I spelled that right) for "my angel". Thanks for reading and please review! This is Mergana, by the way.

Sparkling angel, I believe
You are my saviour
In my time of need
Blinded by faith
I couldn't hear
All the whispers
The warnings, so clear

He should have seen it coming. Idiot, he thought. She was going to be the death of him. And he'd known that. Kilgharrah had told him as much. But he had trusted her anyway. He hadn't done anything. Was the fall of Camelot… was it truly his fault? Could he have stopped this earlier?

His mind flashed to an earlier conversation with Morgana. So many years ago. When she had told him of her nightmares, of her suspicions that she had magic… it would have been so easy to tell her than. To let her know that she had a friend; someone to confide in. Someone who understood what it was like to have to hide what you were, and to feel like an outsider because of something you couldn't help.

It was too late now.

I see the angels
I'll lead them to your door
There is no escape now
Now mercy no more
No remorse 'cause I still remember
The smile when you tore me apart

Had he loved her?

Of course not. Only an idiot could love their enemy.

Oh. He was an idiot. Oh…

And now it was too late.

Merlin was perhaps delirious, as he felt his life force leaving him. Were these truly the musings of a mad man? Too much time had passed for him to recall his feelings for Morgana before… before she had decided to turn her back on everyone and everything she knew.

You took my heart
Deceived me right from the start
You showed me dreams
I wished they'd turn to real
You broke the promise
And made me realize
It was all just a lie

It was wrong. He'd known it was wrong. He'd known it was wrong from the moment he'd started feeling the feelings. The feelings he'd felt were useless, for what could come of them? They were both magic, descendents of the Old Religion, and he couldn't change that. He also couldn't change that she was Uther's ward… Uther's ward that had magic. Uther's ward for who help came too late. And love.

"You will never lose by loving. You will lose by holding back."

What a lie that was. Merlin had lost nearly everything because of his love for Morgana. His love that he'd never spoken of. Perhaps she'd seen it in his eyes, though, for she surely knew. And it showed. Now, of all times… it showed.

Sparkling angel
Couldn't see
Your dark intentions
Your feelings for me

She'd had him at hello and killed him at goodbye. Quite literally, in fact. Oh, but he'd known when she was too far gone. Once she'd joined forces with Morgause… it was over. And a million words would not bring her back… Merlin knew because he'd tried them all. And neither would a million tears… he knew because he'd cried them all.

He couldn't ever give her the joy of knowing that, though. Oh, but maybe she already did… Merlin shuddered to think of it.

Well, at least it was over.

Oh, who was he kidding? No, it wasn't. It wasn't over.

It would never be over. Not now, not ever.

Fallen angel
Tell me why
What is the reason?
The thorn in your eye

Morgana's heart bled for Merlin no more. It had turned to stone. Satisfied with her work, her eyes scanned the field of dead bodies. Arthur and Mordred were amongst them. And another man… Merlin. Of course. He would die with his Once and Future King. It was only fitting, Morgana thought. She couldn't stop looking at him, though. It was his own fault he was here, anyway. Why should she feel... no. That wasn't guilt. She wasn't guilty of anything. If anyone was going to be guilty of something, it was Merlin. A simple confession, it could have happened all those years ago... but Merlin had made his choice. And she'd made hers.

And this was where it had led them.

I see the angels
I'll lead them to your door
There is no escape now
No mercy no more
No remorse 'cause I still remember
The smile when you tore me apart

He caught her gaze. He saw her come to him. He knew Arthur was dead; he'd fulfilled his destiny. They both had. And Merlin didn't want to hold on. Holding on, some might think, would make him strong, but really, it might be the letting go. And he wanted to let go, but something wouldn't allow him. He had to see her, this one last time. See if maybe… there was a hint of the Morgana he'd used to know. The one he loved.

He still loved her.

You took my heart
Deceived me right from the start
You showed me dreams
I wished they'd turn in to real
You broke a promise, and made me realize
It was all just a lie

As the king's ward, Morgana had been around money almost all the time as she had been growing up. She knew what money could do; how powerful riches could make you. But she knew for a fact that you could not buy love, although she seemed to be paying heavily for it now. She crossed the field and looked down at Merlin. The warlock stared at her with tired eyes. He was done. Perhaps, Morgana mused, sometimes you don't realize how much you care for someone until they stop caring for you. But one look and Morgana knew… he hadn't stopped caring. Because trying to forget someone you love is often like trying to remember someone you've never met.

Falling in love and having your heart broken was like a cut. It would heal and fade with time, but the scar never went away. Morgana never knew how many scars she'd caused Merlin.

Could have been forever
Now we have reached the end
This world may have failed you
It doesn't give the reason why
You could have chosen
A different path in life

What Morgana had done, what she had become… it was his fault. It was. Merlin came to the conclusion as he realized how hard breathing was becoming. And Morgana, well… Morgana nearly wished she'd saved all her tears for Merlin… just so she could drown him in them. Show him what he'd done. It would certainly be kinder, she knew, than watching him die slowly and painfully in front of her. Who knew how much longer he would continue to lie there? The most heated love would have the coldest end, she decided. He would lie there as long as she desired. To make him feel what she'd felt. To make him pay for all he'd done to her.

Sure, it sounded great in her mind… but could she really do it? For the first time in years, Morgana le Fay felt unsure of her abilities. Her abilites to withhold and resist. When had they begun to fail her?

Now. Now, it seemed, and only now.

The smile when you tore me apart
You took my heart
Deceived me right from the start
You showed me dreams
I wished they'd turn in to real
You broke a promise
And made me realize
It was all just a lie

"Please."

A flash – and he was gone.

Could have been forever
Now we have reached the end.