Hi there! Thanks for reading this... it means a lot! This is a product of reading several other brilliant fics, and my own over-reactive imagination! I'll update as soon as possible, but in the meantime please tell me how I did! X

'Merlin.'

'Merlin!'

'For the love of the Goddess, MERLIN!'

Merlin jolted awake fully, leaving a rather lovely dream containing a very much alive Freya, slightly confused on what had woken him.

'MERLIN!' Hollered a voice in his head and he jumped violently, landing on the floor beside his bed with a crash.

"Ow." He muttered, rubbing his head. He heard tinkling laughter in his head and scowled.

"You can laugh." He said aloud. "It's your fault."

'Shh! You'll wake Gaius!' The same voice scolded.

'All right, all right. What's wrong… it's the middle of the night and I have work tomorrow.' He thought back, yawning as he lent against the bed frame.

'Oh, pardon me! Don't mind the army of sorcerers that's marching for Camelot, I disturbed your beauty sleep! I understand you need it, but still!'

'Oi! Wait, what?' Merlin sat up straight, suddenly wide awake.

'Oh, that got your attention. Wake up Merlin. Army, with magic, coming to Camelot. Intent on killing…well, everyone.'

Merlin blinked, mind momentarily numbing before he snapped into Emrys mode.

'How long till they arrive?'

'Days, if you're lucky. Which you are, because there's an army in the way.'

'What? How…Would you please stop speaking in riddles!' Merlin groaned. He was rewarded with a mental sigh, before a lengthy explanation was given. When it finished, he sat for a while, thinking carefully.

'Okay. I'll set off now; I should reach you by first light.'

'What? No! You can't protect Arthur if you're half a days ride away.' The voice reasoned.

'And I can't protect him if everyone's dead. Ill see you in a couple of hours.' There was silence for a long moment, before a soft answer came through.

'Ok. But merlin… be careful.' Merlin grinned at that.

'Aren't I always?'