Merthur/Merlin one shot

Rescue

Merlin wasn't sure how long he was in this place, but it was a while now. All that he had seen were the four walls with one bed and he wore a grown. Merlin wasn't even sure how he got here. Like the memories were foggy. But he knew that he wasn't belonging there.

The doctors were using him for some sick twisted experiments, and he was on constant drugs. So that he was slow and mentally foggy. He couldn't even think well, and he wasn't sure what this was. Or why he was being used for their medicine. Whenever they had new meds it was getting used on him.

By now he was used of the pain that came with it. And he couldn't escape not with a drug infused brain. His body was weak, and he needed help when walking whenever he had to get to the toilet. And he usually was bound on his wrists with soft binds. They weren't harming him, but they still were not that pleasant.

Merlin as well knew that he was waiting for someone. A person who he loves dearly. Someone or somebody who is called Arthur. Even when he wasn't remembering his face, he knows that the male has lake blue eyes. But that is all that he remembers. Not even anymore what he called else him. Which was frustrating to him as he loved to call him these nicknames.

"Good morning Merlin. Let's get you your daily examination."

His head turned towards the person who walked in, and not sure what to think of that doctor. This person was like the others and all he wanted was going away. But he couldn't so that he watched his bed move and staring blankly around.

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His brain just now registered that there had been yelling. Like there was never yelling nor was there this loud sound. It sounded kind of like an alarm and made him feel really nervous. The doctor had just started again, and he furrowed his brows at them stopping.

"We need to get out, and get the patient moved."

Wait, were they really just going to let the cut open. This was stinging and a whine escaped as he tried to get free of the binds, but his body was too weak. So that he could just helplessly watch the bed move outside.

Then all hell broke loose. Loud bang noises where heard. More shouting's but he felt too calm. Which was making sense as they used a sedative to make him calm, but awake. Which was making him realize that he couldn't move well anyway.

"Oi, there is one of them."

His eyes looked straight ahead and soon met with a person. One which had sun-colored short hair, wore some kind of uniform all in black. A weird thing in his hands but what was the most interesting thing was the lake-blue eyes that person had. Eyes that he knew. But he couldn't get where.

"Tsk, we can't let them have the subject."

Wait subject? Who? And why was this person now looked pissed off? His eyes continued to look at the male in front of him.

"Oh, you won't."

Then he pressed something down and some thuds heard. His eyes moved to the side, but he couldn't see anything, so that his eyes turned back. The male moved now in front of him but froze.

"Shit, guys we will need some of our medical team ready. Merlin..."

He was confused and even more confused when he heard the shocked yet concerned tone. And why was this person knowing his name? Until a memory plopped in his mind. One which was two people riding a horse and bickering. But someone else intervening and calling the blond person Arthur.

"A-Arthr?"

Voice slurred, scratchy and it was clear that he hadn't talked in a while. The people made sure that he would talk to someone. Like telling how he felt and all, but he refused. But he wasn't sure why, but he refused.