Merlin Oneshots

Journal Entry's

Meh. Enjoy.

Merlin was dead. Had been for three weeks. Nothing was going to change that.

Everyone had gotten on with their lives for the most part. Almost everyone.

Gwen was a mess. Gaius too. Believe it or not, the knights were too.

Arthur didn't care.

His room still hadn't been touched. Nobody could bring themselves to clean it out.

Today, Gwen, Gwaine and Lancelot would be cleaning his room. They had dedicated to it two days earlier.

Arthur was making Gaius get a new apprentice. And making them stay in Merlin's room.

"Are you guys ready? We need to get started soon." Gwen's eyes were puffy from crying.

"I guess." Came the halfhearted response from Lancelot. Gwaine just nodded.

They slowly made their way to Gaius' chambers with some boxes in hand.

Nobody had seen Gaius in three days, he locked himself in his chambers. He wasn't even seeing people that needed his help.

"Gaius, we're here to clean out his room. Do you want us to keep anything for you?" Although Gwen asked, Gaius didn't answer.

"Let's just get going." Gwaine gently pulled her into Merlin's room.

For the most part, they were pretty well composed. Until they found letters addressed to themselves.

"Gwen, we all got one. Just us and Gaius. Should we give him his now? Or should we wait a little longer?"

"Let's wait, Gwaine. Can I see mine?" He held it out for her, and she took it. She began reading aloud.

"Gwen,
    I guess since you're reading this, I'm dead. Sorry about that. I wrote this letter two days after my mother died."

"He wrote this three years ago?"

"I don't know how I died, obviously, but I hope it wasn't too bad. Not for my sake, but yours.

"The reason that I'm writing this is because I want to explain some things that you've seen me do. Scratch that- I have one reason for all the things that I've done.

"I was on this earth to help Arthur become the best king. He was supposed to unite the kingdoms and rule over them. I failed.

"I also have magic. That's how I survived all the shit that I've been through.

"I doubt you'll do anything, but could you maybe make magic legal? There are so many good people with magic. With proper laws, it will be safe for those without magic.

Much love,
   Merlin"

The trio was in tears. Not because the letter was moving, per se, it was just such a Merlin thing to do. Telling Gwen that he had magic in a letter, then asking her to make magic legal.

"Lancelot, what does yours say? If you want to read it out loud."

"Lancelot,

"Hello, old friend. If you're reading this, I'm dead. Unless you're looking around my chambers without my permission. You bastard. I wrote this five years after we met."

"One year ago?"

"I don't have to tell you about my magic. Good job figuring that out, by the way. I don't want to make this too long, but it might be. I wrote Gwen a letter two years ago. It just occurred to me that you two might be reading these together. If you even bother looking through my things.