Who:Arthur Pendragon, Merlin, Guinevere What: Arthur returns to Storybrooke! Part 2 When: Wednesday. Not long after this Where:Arthur Gwen & Merlin's apartment. Rating:Angst, maybe tears, probably fluff. Status:Closed. In progress
It had been even more miraculous than when he'd first arrived, wounded and on the brink of death. It was fortunate he'd been found and taken to hospital, treated by modern medicine. Despite the fact he would have died without it, it had still taken weeks to find energy once more and months to be allowed to do much beyond very simply tasks. The enchanting creature that had found him, had healed him. Truly healed him and he owed her his life entirely, there wasn't even a scar to remain behind, no time to wait for muscle to mend or aches to leave him. Since when did anyone get this many chances to live? Now he just had to stop dying.
So it is without delay that he heads to the apartment building, still dressed in his armour and maile. The telling blood-stained hole, still there - no, he's not really given it much thought than he needs to get back to them. He's at Guinevere and Morgana's door first, wrapping his knuckles in a gentle knock and waiting- not ..that there's a particular order he means to let them know, however he would rather reassure the girls first. But no one comes to the door, he knocks again and more loudly this time- there's not even a bark from Bran. "Guinevere? Morgana?" And again when there's no answer his heart sinks a little as he lets out a long breath. It doesn't mean they're gone.
He only need go across the hall to his former home, that he shared with Merlin. Perhaps they're out? Perhaps Guinevere is working? Morgana had work in his world too. He assures himself that as he now knocks on the door, rather loudly to ensure he's heard, he'll be glad to see his best friend. "Merlin?" He knocks impatiently. "Are you there?"