Title: Ties That Bind
Fandom: Merlin (bbc)
Disclaimer: I do not own
Summary: When Merlin saves a young boy from would-be-kidnappers, he unknowingly starts the course of events that lead him to meet the boy's father, Arthur, who has played a painful part in changing Merlin's familiy's life in the past.
"What do you mean you need a date for tonight?" Gwen dropped her pen, eyes wide as she ignored the phone in her office ringing loudly. "What happened? Are you and Arthur fighting?"
Merlin blinked. "How did you know we had a fight?"
"Call it an educated guess." She shook her head, an amused smile tilting her lips. "So you're going on a date to annoy Arthur?"
"What? No. Why would it annoy him?" Merlin frowned before sitting down on the seat on the other side of her desk. "But I really need a date tonight if I'm not going to lose face with him."
The phone continued to ring.
Gwen sighed and pressed the intercom button. "Not now, Morgana, I need to get Merlin a date." And with that she ended the conversation between her and her boss and lover, Morgana Le Fay.
Merlin sent a look towards the large door to the side of Gwen's door, which led into Morgana's big, plushie office. "Are you sure that was a good thing to do?"
Gwen grinned. "Yeah, if anything she'll be..."
The doors flew open and Morgana, in a smart suit that did everything to show off her curves and breasts, stalked towards them, high heels tapping furiously against the tiles. The striking beauty lowered herself onto the seat next to Merlin and turned to him, eyes narrowed. "What's this about a date?" Her eyes narrowed further. "Are you and Arthur fighting?"
Merlin wondered why everyone had come (correctly) to that conclusion. "We had an argument."
Morgana's grinned so suddenly and brightly it was blinding. "Lovely!" She clasped her hands together, looking nothing like the terrifying lawyer everyone in court knew. "I'll help." She turned to Gwen, her legal secretary. "Who do you think Arthur would hate the most? Vivian or Catrina?"
"You can't make Catrina go out on a date with Merlin!" Gwen gasped in horror. "She's way too old for him and is an utter troll
"True." Morgana decided. "And Vivian is off-putting enough anyway. And
she's blonde. And
somewhat arrogant and conceited." A sly smile curled her lips as she turned to Merlin. "Just your type, wouldn't you say?"
"Well, arrogant and conceited aside," Merlin frowned, not liking it when Morgana talked about her own sister that way. "I do like that coloring."
"Don't we know." Gwen mumbled.
"What?" Merlin frowned.
"And how perfect is it that she owes me a favor?" Morgana grinned, standing. "I'll go get her."
Merlin turned and watched her go, before turning his attention back on Gwen. "She's going to go ask her now?"
"You know Morgana." Gwen smiled tenderly, watching the dark haired woman walk away determinedly. "No time like the present."
Merlin was suddenly nervous.
He didn't want to do this anymore.
"So, what did you and Arthur fight about?" Gwen asked, taking his mind away from his nervous thoughts.
"He accused me of being bisexual."
Gwen blinked. "Honey, you are
Merlin narrowed his eyes. "What is it with everyone? I'm not
"What about that time with Will?" Gwen wanted to know, eyebrow raised.
"No one's going to let me live that one down." Merlin moaned, bringing his hand to his face. "That was a one time thing to satisfy curiosity and it doesn't count."
"But Leon, junior year, behind the bleachers during the rugby game counts." Gwen announced, face amused. "And Tristan, senior year, at that halloween party where he dressed up as a black knight and later showed you his sword...that counts too."
Merlin's eyes widened, his face going pale. "How did you know
about those two times?"
"You're a lousy drunk, bro." Gwen giggled. "You spill everything, and I mean everything." She ducked her head. "I spent my whole senior year wondering about said magnificent
"Oh god." Merlin groaned, covering his face. "I can't believe I told you about that."
"You have no secrets from your sister." Gwen smiled, reaching over to play with his hair. "I know that only happened those two times, but you bloody enjoyed it, Merlin, being half drunk or not at the time. And I think the reason why you were so defensive was because you know you are, but you weren't ready to face it, at least not with Arthur."
"He hates gays, you know." Merlin sighed, not knowing why he was telling her this. "Lancelot said that Will used to like Arthur, but Arthur shot him down terribly and said the worst things about gays."
Gwen looked at Merlin pitifully. "Honey, I understand how that can shake you up a bit, but believe me, Arthur doesn't hate gays."
"Oh he does
. He does." Merlin whispered. "You should have seen him when he asked me if anything was going on with me and Lancelot! I thought his head was going to burst from the anger!"
Gwen stopped, eyes wide. "He-wait-what? MERLIN
!" She hissed. "You never
told me about this part of the story! And it sounds like the juiciest
"Well, I went with Lancelot to Arthur's workpalce because Arthur and Will got into a physical fight..."
"Wait, you know what Arthur does?" Gwen's eyes widened. "Is he a porn star?"
Merlin had to chuckle at that. "No. He's not. He owns his own fashion company."
Gwen froze. "Arthur..."
"Have you ever heard of Albion Fashions?"
." Gwen blinked. "I love that place!" She grinned. "I'm going to get discounts form now on just you watch me!"
Her enthusiasm was endearing.
"Okay, okay, I'll gush over the discounts later." Gwen calmed down slowly, breathing in and out, before returning her attention to her foster brother. "So, tell me how this all happened. The jealousy part I mean."
"Jealousy?" Merlin frowned at her. "What are you talking about?"
She made a face at him. "Okay, the suspicious and possessiveness concerning Lancelot, how did this happen?"
Merlin paused, feeling light inside, kinda liking those words. "Uhm, I'm not sure. Arthur asked if I wanted to have lunch, and I said no Lancelot had already gotten me something, and then Arthur got angry and said that Lancelot was really attentive to my needs and that we seemed closer than friends and asked if I needed to tell him anything like about my sexuality." Merlin sighed, remembering that argument. "I told him I had a date, with a girl, and he told me to bring her home so she could meet my family."
Gwen was grinning so tenderly, the expression on her face similar to the one she wore when watching really sappy romance movies. "Boys are such idiots."
"I beg your pardon?" Merlin frowned.
"Merlin!" Morgana announced, arriving with about the most beautiful blonde woman Merlin had ever seen in his life. "I want you to meet Vivian. Vivian, this is Merlin. Your date for tonight."
The gorgeous blonde looked Merlin over. "I don't get it." She turned to Morgana. "He's quite cute in a quirky, all-limbs sorta way. Why did you use your favor to get me to go out on a date with him? I would've done it even without you using that over my head."
?" Morgana seemed surprised.
Merlin didn't know whether to feel complimented by Vivian's statement or insulted by Morgana's reaction.
Vivian turned to Merlin and outstretched her hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Vivian."
"Nice to meet you too." He reached for her hand and liked the firmness of the hold. "Merlin."
"Like the sorcerer?" She raised an eyebrow.
She grinned. "Have you heard about the legends of Merlin and Vivian?"
Merlin blinked, unable to believe that she new anything about the legends of old. He grinned brightly."If I come not,
The Lady Vivian will remember me,
And say: 'I knew him when his heart was young,
Though I have lost him now.
Time called him home,
And that was as it was; for much is lost
Between Broceliande and Camelot.'"
Vivian stared at him in awe, before grinning brightly. "What time are you picking me up tonight?"
"Is eight fine with you?" Merlin asked.
"Perfect." VIvian's grin was that of an enchantress. "Come, I'll write down my address for you."
And with that she led him away.
And neither noticed the concerned looks Gwen and Morgana shared.