A/N: I present to you, my first time writing anything in depth for both Merlin, and Classic Doctor Who! I seriously loved writing this fic, and I hope you enjoy!

Part One

"It's Earth. That's for sure." Ian said looking amongst the people going about their daily routines in the outdoor market. "But hardly 1963. Unless we've stumbled upon some sort of great reenactment..."

"Well at least it's better than our last stop." Barbara sighed "I'd rather run around with knights in shining armor than a bunch of blood sucking hummingbird aliens." She shuddered at the memory and Ian made a noise imitating them right behind her to tease her.

"Oh stop it Ian," she said shooing him away from her ear with her hand. He stopped, but not without laughing.

Susan, meanwhile was positively buzzing with excitement. She'd always wanted to go to medieval times. As the party of four continued walking around the castle-town, she chattered fast and excitedly.

"Oh do you think we'll meet any handsome princes, or wizards?" Susan asked, looking up at the magnificent castle "Or dragons?"

The Doctor let out a chuckle and put an arm around her. "Princes, perhaps. But I wouldn't get your hopes up for dragons or warlocks my dear. I am quite certain neither exists."

"I do wonder where we are," Barbara said. "Who knows, this castle might still be standing around in our time."

"That'd be something," Ian replied. "Imagine visiting it, and being able to say we were there when it was part of a bustling kingdom!"

Barbara laughed. "I'm sure if we told anyone that we'd both get a one way ticket to the loony bin. Ian."

"You know, I'm surprised nobody's noticed us yet." she said. "Two women not wearing dresses in this age must quite scandalous after all. And you two aren't exactly dressed to fit in either."

"Yes quite a good point Barbara... we ought to get back to the ship and change if we are to do some more exploring," the Doctor asked.

"Sounds like a plan," Ian said.

So they went off back in the opposite direction to get back to the TARDIS. But once they arrived in the spot where it had landed, the ship was gone. Some scattered dirt and a damaged fence were the only signs it had been there at all.

"It didn't take off without us did it?" Ian inquired, after all one couldn't be too sure with the Doctor's rackety old TARDIS.

"Absolutely not!" The Doctor barked, as if Ian had personally insulted him.

"Look!" Susan shouted, pointing past the house they were standing by. In the distance they could make out a splotch of bright blue. It was most definitely the TARDIS, and it was being carried off on a wagon. From the looks of it, headed straight towards the castle. "Someone must have seen it landing..."

"Or us coming out of it," Ian added.

"Did you remember to lock it, Susan?" The Doctor asked sharply.

"Yes grandfather."

"Good. If the people of this time were to get their hands on the ships contents the impact on history would be positively devastating." he said. "Well come on, we will not get the ship back by standing here dawdling!"

-DW/M-

"And this box, you said it appeared outside your home?" Uther asked, running his hand across the surface of the large blue box.

"Aye sir, I heard the dreadful noise outside, and there it was. Broke my fence it did. Then out came four people in the strangest dress I've ever seen." the peasant reported "An old man, a younger man, a woman and young girl."

"Your findings will not go unrewarded." Uther said. The man bowed and exited the throne room.

Arthur was having a hard time taking the man's story as seriously as the king did. It sounded like the ramblings of a madman to him.

"Father...are you sure about this? The tale seems rather far-fetched to me."

"There is good reason to believe this story is true," Uther said sharply.

Arthur decided not to press the issue. After all, there were few ideas that were worse than trying too hard to argue with his father.

-DW/M-

Not much longer after the meeting, Merlin and Gaius were back in their chambers.

"So do you believe it, the man's story?" Merlin asked. He wasn't completely sure how to feel about it. It did seem ridiculous, and honestly that man with the tale was known to spend quite a bit of time at the tavern. And yet, that strange blue box had to come from somewhere. And there was something about the box that felt almost wrong to him.

"I'm not certain...but Uther does have reason to be suspicious of that box," Gaius replied.

"Why?"

"There are stories and legends..."

Merlin certainly was interested now. "Come on, tell me."

"The box is said to be an omen that a man called 'The Doctor' is coming. He is a man who has crop up many times in history. He is said to have strange clothes and different faces, some sort of shape shifter. Most commonly he appears as a young man and occasionally has women with him." Gaius explained. "Sometimes he is hailed as a hero, selfless and saving lives but more often..."

"What?"

"More often, it is said he brings death and destruction in his wake."

"So..if this box is here, then so is this man. And that means Camelot may be in grave danger."

"Quite so I'm afraid," Gaius said.

"Maybe I should go, keep my eye out for him." Merlin grabbed his jacket and put it back on as he made his way back to the door.

"Merlin, don't get yourself into trouble." he sighed

"Aw, come on Gaius, when do I ever do that?"

"Far too often for your own good," he replied with a stern expression.

Merlin grinned and left to have a look around the city. His best bet, he reasoned, was to look out for people with odd clothing.

Easier said than done.

After an hour and fifteen minutes of roaming around and trying to find anyone wearing odd clothing, he came up with nothing. It was almost dark out anyway. If this Doctor had any sense he'd probably have settled in the inn by now. Merlin sighed and supposed he'd have to continue the search tomorrow.

Then he heard a shout of pain and he turned towards where the sound was coming from.

Four people in strange clothing. One of them, a younger man was on the ground. The two women with them was trying to get them up.

"Ian, can you walk?" she asked.

"I think-arg. No, I can't put any weight on it Barbara."

There were very few people left outside. A few stragglers, and a few merchants putting away their wears. All of those left were either engaged in work or a conversation. Except Merlin, of course. He was just standing in plain sight watching the group of four. So when the girl was looking around for someone to help them, he was an obvious choice.

The girl approached him, a little cautiously.

"Excuse me...My friend, he's hurt, and we're a bit lost. Can you show us where the local inn is?" she asked.

There was part of Merlin that was hesitant to help. These people fit the description of the ones who came out of the box perfectly. So one of them was likely the Doctor. But on the other hand, even if it was, there had been stories of the man being good. And he couldn't just leave some people who'd clearly never been to Camelot before to find their way in the dark, with one of them injured.

"Of course," he said nodding.

"Thank you!" she said, bringing him back to her friends.

"Grandfather, he says he'll help us fine somewhere to say," she told the old man.

The old man nodded to Merlin. "Good chap, lead the way."

But not too long after they started , the younger man-Ian?-even with Barbara's helping him walk ended up tripping, likely hurting his leg even worse.

"Ian you ought to have that looked at," she said as she helped him back up."Otherwise you'll end up hurting it permanently.

"I can take you to the court physician," Merlin offered.

"Excellent idea," she said

So Merlin lead them off towards the castle to take them to Gaius. Barbara and Ian close behind him, the old man and the girl trailed in the back. Most of the time they walked it was a dead, awkward, silence.

"So...what brings you to Camelot?" he asked, attempting to break it.

He didn't see the expressions of shock and surprise on his company's faces.

"Oh we're just travelers, wanderers," the old man said dismissively.

Merlin wasn't completely satisfied with that as an answer, but had to drop the subject when they reached stairs. He assisted Barbara in getting Ian up them.

-DW/M-

Barbara's mind was positively reeling. She could hardly believe it. They were in Camelot, city of Arthurian Legend! Perhaps Susan's hopes aren't be so far fetched after all. she thought with a smile.

They were led down several corridors, and another few sets of stairs, then finally the boy, who hadn't yet given them his name, knocked on a door. He gestured for them to come inside, pulling out a chair for Ian to sit on, and another to prop his leg up on. Ian thanked up.

"Gauis?" he called. There was a muffled response.

"He'll be here in a minute," the boy said.

"Thank you," Barbara said, speaking for them all. "It's very kind of you to help us,especially since we haven't even properly introduced ourselves."

"No problem," he replied with a smile.

"Well I'm Barbara, that's Ian," she gestured to herself, then Ian.

"I'm Susan."

"And the man currently looking around at your physician's things is the Doctor, Susan's grandfather," Ian said, glancing at the Doctor. Despite him implying the Doctor should probably stop, he ignored Ian, in favor of carefully inspecting one of the labeled bottles. The boy didn't do anything either, except look amused so Ian supposed he wasn't doing much harm.

"Merlin," he held out his hand for him to shake.

If they hadn't been surprised enough earlier, they were now.

A very well timed Gaius prevented any of them from blurting out any variation of "like the sorcerer?" They were left to quietly think about the fact that yes, they were in the middle of Camelot and yes they may have just met the Merlin,while Gaius tended to Ian's ankle.

"The injury is minor," Gaius announced, as he was binding said injury, Ian wincing ever so slightly as he did this. "I can can you something to deal with the pain, but you won't be walking on that leg much for a few days."

Gaius moved to the other side of the room and looked through a few of his potions. The Doctor inquired about it. Gauis started explaining the different types of herbs in the brew as he handed off a dose of it for Ian to take.

"Quite ingenious," The Doctor remarked.

Soon the room was filled with the chatter of the two men as their conversation started branching off from the simple pain medication to the other assorted potions and poisons in Gaius's stores.

Ian lifted the medicine to his lips and drank. He suppressed the urge to spit it out onto the floor. That had to be one of the most disgusting things he'd ever tasted.

"Gaius's potions aren't usually easy on the stomach," Merlin commented, noting Ian's look of repulsion. "But they definitely work."

Ian sure hoped so. The pain in his ankle was bordering on unbearable at this point.

"Merlin, can I speak with you in private for a moment?" Gaius asked, once he and the Doctor had finished their conversation.

"Of course Gaius," he said, following the older man outside the chambers, giving everyone else some time to discuss their situation.

"I don't believe it!" Ian said.."In all our travels, I'd never have thought..."

"Camelot." Barbara breathed. "The real Camelot,"

"And Merlin too. Though he's certainly quite a bit different than the legends say," Ian said, keeping his voice low just in case Merlin himself didn't hear them. After all, it would take a decent bit of explaining if he found out they all knew who he was.

"Looks like you were wrong," she said to the Doctor, her excitement in her voice not hiding at all. "A real live sorcerer," she added, a bit mystified.

The Doctor laughed.

"Don't be silly Susan. Almost all legends have some grain of truth to them." he said. "No, I think we've likely come across the man who inspired such fantastic stories."

"Oh come now Grandfather, don't be so skeptical," she said, pouting.

"She's got a point Doctor," Ian said. "You never truly know.

The Doctor scoffed at Ian's suggestion. "Preposterous." he said, as the door to the chamber opened back up again. The two shuffled in, Merlin giving a sort of perplexed look at the rest of them.

"I think it's time we talked," Merlin said. "There was man who came and spoke to the king today. He said that there was this box, which he provided, that appeared outside his house. And you four sound exactly like he described the people coming out. Which was definitely interesting considering the size of the box."

They all cast uneasy looks at each other. What could they do? They couldn't exactly deny it could they?"

"And-"

Gaius cleared his throat and cut Merlin off. "Merlin what did I tell you not a moment ago?"

"But-"

"Merlin." the physician said, eying Merlin as if he was a child acting up.

"Okay, okay," Merlin said, turning back to them."Look, I don't want trouble, and I'm certainly not going to hand you over to Uther if that's what you're thinking but I just want an explanation. Who are you?"

"Well," Barbara sighed. "It's quite an explanation..."

"We've got time. I don't have any chores to do until morning." Merlin said.

So Ian and Barbara launched into the unbelievable story, of a strange girl and a junkyard, of a blue box that was bigger on the inside and could travel in time and space, Susan and the Doctor making a few comments and corrections here and there. Merlin asking a question every s often(They conveniently left about the bit about knowing who Merlin was however)

"This box...the uh." Merlin spoke, after they'd finally concluded their tale.

"TARDIS." Susan finished for him.

"Right, the TARDIS. It's your only way of getting out of here?" asked Merlin.

"Yes unless you've got another time machine lying around." said Ian dryly.

"Sorry, no." he said with a hint of a smile."I think I can help you though. If I can find out where Uther's keeping it, I'm sure I can find a way to sneak you there."

"And we can get in TARDIS and take off from there." Barbara said.

"Splendid idea," the Doctor said."But a plan I think we should put off until we've all had a good night's rest, hm?"

"I can't agree more," Susan said, yawning. Barbara was inclined to agree as well, none of them had slept since before their last stop she was getting quite exhausted.

-DW/M-

Merlin had decided for himself by the next morning that the legends of the Doctor had been exaggerated over the years. The old man was a little rough around the edges, but he could hardly call him evil and a bringer of death. And at the same time, he didn't seem like much of a great hero either. He wasn't sure where they'd gotten the shape shifter part though. Maybe some of the stories mixed up the Doctor and Ian?

Anyway, he'd finished his morning duties for Arthur as fast as he could-using his magic for a bit of assistance along the way-and was had tried to figure out where on earth Uther was keeping the TARDIS. It hadn't been in the vaults and he wasn't sure where else he'd keep it.

Now, however he had another matter to attend to. He needed to find some clothes for the four strangers, their clothes(from the future, he wasn't sure how long it would be until he got over that) didn't exactly fit in. Gaius said he'd work out something for the Doctor, so that left him to get clothes for Ian, Barbara and Susan.

Arthur wasn't in his chambers thankfully. He was busy training the knights. Merlin went through Arthur's wardrobe and found some older, smaller clothes he wouldn't miss or recognize if he ended up meeting Ian.

That was the easy part. Now he had to manage to grab some of Morgana's older dresses for Susan and Barbara. It would have been awkward enough explaining why he had Morgana's dresses if he ended up getting caught a few years ago, but now he was sneaking into the room of and stealing from a woman who hated him more than anyone in the world, save Uther. If she caught him in her chambers...

Yeah, Merlin really didn't want to think about that.

There was something else nagging at the back of his head too. Last night, he'd overheard a part of a conversation that really unsettled 'd heard Susan talk about him, about how he was sorcerer, he was sure of it. When he'd brought it up to Gaius however, the man claimed he hadn't. But as worrying as this was, Merlin had to put it aside for now at least. He'd ask them about that little detail when Gaius wasn't around to stop him, like he had last night.

Merlin looked around and let out a breath of relief when he caught a glimpse out the window. He could see Morgana, departing on horse. Good. He'd have more than enough time...

-DW/M-

"Oh I feel like a princess!" Susan said happily, twirling around in her dress.

"Well it is fit for one," Merlin said, grinning and entering the room, helping Ian, who he'd had to assist getting dressed. "It's one of Lady Morgana's that she never wore, it was too small for her. You could probably keep it, she won't miss it."

Susan was positively delighted at that prospect.

"You both certainly look like princesses," Ian said. He bowed to Barbara. "My lady," he said, and there was the faintest hint of blush on her face. Ian found a seat and Merlin crossed the room.

"They're a bit obvious aren't they?" Merlin whispered to Susan,

"Yes they are." she replied. "They'll never admit it of course,"

"Nah, that'd be too easy wouldn't it?" he asked.

Susan glanced at him oddly but nodded anyway. An awkward silence followed, in which Merlin had time to remember he had something he definitely needed to ask them before the Doctor and Gaius returned.

"Listen there's something that's been bothering me. Last night, I think I overheard something I wasn't meant to." he said.

Ian, Barbara and Susan exchanged worried looks.

"How did you know who I was? How did you know I was sorcerer?" he demanded. "I'd say someone I helped once told you about me, if you hadn't told me you're all from the future."

"Well, you leave behind quite a legacy Merlin." Ian began, after spending working over how to answer properly.

"By our time, you're a figure of legend. Arthur too. We honestly thought you were just a story until today." Barbara said.

Merlin tried processing this. Him, a legend? He knew him and Arthur had a great destiny but he'd never think that they would be something like that...A story told throughout the ages. A story that lived on far into the future...

He smirked to himself, imagining that if Gaius were here he'd tell him not to let that give him a big head.

"That's the second completely insane story you've told me in less than a day." he said, shaking his head."And yet somehow, I still believe you."

Sighs of relief sounded.

"I'm glad you do. I don't think we'd find anyone else willing to help us." Ian said.

"No, I imagine most people would've brought you straight to Uther. But I've never been one for obeying the king's rules. I don't fancy turning myself in and getting my head chopped off."

"Why would you have to turn yourself in?" Susan asked.

"Uther hunts down sorcerers and has them executed, regardless of what the use they their powers for. He thinks all magic is evil, so it's outlawed." Merlin said, voice full of bitterness.

"That doesn't make much sense to me," Susan said. "Wouldn't it be the person using the magic that decides whether it's being used for bad or good, not the other way around? You certainly don't seem evil to me."

He smiled at her with respect. "Camelot would be a far better place if more people thought like you Susan," he replied.