Be Careful

Making a Come-back

Merlin woke up to a voice. He couldn't distinguish anything in particular, but it certainly sounded angry. It kept shouting something... It sounded familiar... Oh, his name.

"Merlin!" The voice called one last time before he opened his eyes.

Merlin looked around and blinked in confusion. He didn't know what he'd been expecting to see. White, lots of white; and definitely Freya, but looking now, he saw none of those things. Instead he was looking at a black abyss with himself, (yes, himself) staring back at him. Merlin jumped and tried to scramble backwards, but it's hard to move when one's feet aren't touching the ground. He looked down and saw nothing, but more darkness underneath him.

Merlin came to two possible conclusions.
1. This was all some crazy dream.
2. He'd gone to Hell.
Merlin opted for the "crazy dream" theory.

A ball of light sparked to life in the other Merlin's (the who'd been shouting) hand. He leaned back and floated away from Merlin so they could see each other's faces properly.

The Merlin holding the light (Merlin decided to call him Merlin 2) looked the other Merlin sternly in the eye. "Do you know what you've done?" Merlin 2 asked. Though his voice was quiet, the anger was evident in his eyes.

Merlin hesitated. It was freaky talking to himself, and any normal person in this situation would probably panic and try to get away, but Merlin is (was?) defiantly not a "normal person". He'd seen many...disturbing things in his lifetime; he'd just add this one to the list.

"Umm...I think I've just committed suicide. Although, this wasn't the 'welcome to Heaven' I'd hoped for." He answered, hoping Merlin 2 would accept it and let him go to- well, Heaven, he hoped.

"Oh, you've done a lot more than that." Merlin 2 replied and lifted the ball of light so it illuminated everything. "Look." Merlin 2 pointed down.

After that, things got complicated. Merlin saw Camelot and things that would come to pass. Everything went by so fast it was hard to processes. It showed all the times Merlin should've been there for Arthur. When Gwen was banished, his father's passing, Morgana's attacks; finally ending with his death at Camlann. (A/N- Let's just pretend Merlin saves Arthur in the last episode, Kay?)

Stunned into silence, Merlin 2 took the opportunity to speak. "Did you even think of the repercussions your death would have? Arthur needs you! Without you there will be no Albion!" The light grew brighter as Merlin 2 grew angrier. "What were you thinking?!" The light was blinding him now, forcing him to close his eyes. He heard the sounds of Merlin 2 taking deep breaths and finally the light dimmed.

"Why does it matter?!" Merlin screamed. "I'm dead anyways! And why should I believe you? I don't even know who you are!"

"I'm your magic," Merlin 2 replied. "Though you chose Freya over Arthur in the end, I didn't. I'm here to give you a second chance."

"What-" Merlin was interrupted by Merlin 2's hand.

"Don't interrupt. We don't have much time, and second chances don't come often. I suggest you think carefully before you answer."

Merlin clamped his mouth shut and waited for him to continue.

"You can either die and be with Freya, or live and save Arthur. But remember, if you chose to live you'll still die eventually. You'll get to see Freya again, you'll just have to wait longer. Consider carefully. Whatever answer you give will be final."

Merlin 2 eyed him as he thought. He could just stay and be with Freya, but what would she think? She wouldn't be happy with him. And he still cared a lot about Arthur. And it would be stupid to make the permanent decision to stay when he would be coming back...well eventually. He decided to stay with Arthur. For now.

A/N- wow. just- wow. I could not believe the amount of requests I got for another chapter. So here ya go! I think this is going to turn into a 4-5 part fic, so enjoy!