Right Back to the Starting Line

Chapter 2

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Gaius was having a very lovely day so far. It was sunny, there hadn't been any major issues around Camelot, everybody was calm. It was peaceful. His daily rounds were done quickly, so he had time to take a stroll through the ever busy and blooming markets, meeting some of his old friends along the way. Alissa, the old baker woman that he had helped out a few weeks ago, had seen him and offered some of her finest berry-buns to him, as a thank you. He graciously accepted the offer and made his way home. Along the way devouring one of the buns. Once he got home, he rested a towel over his still warm gift, then he was set to start making a batch of tinctures and medicine. It didn't take him very long. Around about now was when people started to come knocking on the Court Physicians door asking for help, sometimes major, sometimes a scratched knee of a noble child, but none such had come yet. He supposed he should be happy, that meant nobody was sick or hurting. But that also meant he had to eat all of these berry-buns by himself, oh dear.

So, he sat in his favourite seat and read, enjoying the peace and quiet. Well, at least for a little bit. Something always happens in the city of Camelot.

His door was banged wide open, making him jump, and in stepped the King with an unconscious merlin slouched in his arms. Gaius was on his feet in a second, or two – he was getting old, and gestured toward the table telling his King to put his ward on the table. He saw that Arthurs knights had entered the room as well, worried expressions on their faces for their friend.

"What happen?" he asked, checking Merlin over. From what his trained eyes could see Merlin fainted.

"Merlin fainted," Arthur repeated his thoughts, ahh he was correct once again, "I asked him to fetch an arrow, ten minutes later he came back, looking like 'this', then fainted." He gestured to Merlins strange clothes. "Something's not right Gaius."

Gaius nodded, he too didn't like this feeling, the feeling of something off. His fabric of his blue shirt was far too soft to be real, as well as that scarf he insists on wearing, which was different as well. For some reason, his hair was longer, just a tad, and ... styled? That was very peculiar for Gaius. Very strange indeed. But what was really confusing was what was around his neck, the black box that was shaped weird. It had a purpose, Gaius was certain of that fact, otherwise Merlin wouldn't have had it on him. But still, Gaius didn't know what.

"What's this?" He asked, carefully pulling the strap up past Merlins head, and taking hold of the object. He studied it closely. On one side was a circle, and on the other was a black window of some sort. Plus, the numerous levers on the top of the object.

"We were going to ask you exactly that, there's stuff in his pants too, the small bags. Gaius, before merlin fainted he... he mentioned teleportation." Elyan informed. Gaius wasn't very shocked, he knew his ward would do something as stupid as teleporting near the king, it probably took a lot out of him. Gaius guessed that was the reason for his wards unconsciousness. He took the 'stuff' from the obviously purposely made holes in his pants and set in as carefully as possible on the table behind him, along with the 'black box'.

"He mentioned a lady was the one who teleported him, do you think it was... you know who?" Arthur whispered the last part. It was common knowledge that the king was sensitive about his half-sister. Even though, he battled through a great deal of fighting 3 months ago, between him and Morgana. Arthur said he had stuck a fatal blow to the witch before she fled, which merlin had backed up. After the details of Morgana's wound, Gaius doubted they would be seeing much of her for a very long time. But, he could be wrong. There was a chance that Morgana had somehow found a way to heal a wound that great in such a short amount of time and regain the amount of power it would take for her to actually perform the spell to do such. Although Gaius really did doubt that.