Pairing/s: Merlin/Morgana, Arthur/Gwen
Character/s: Morgana, Merlin, Gwen, Arthur
Summary: Morgana makes her decision.
Warnings: Talk of pregnancy loss.
Word Count: 820
Prompt: 286, Anguish
Author's Notes: Continued from last week.
Once Merlin and Morgana reached home, Morgana collapsed on the couch in the living room. She had called both their parents on the way home, and they’d both expressed their anguish. That didn’t help her at all, and she’d broken out in fresh tears, crying with them on the phone. Now she was in the numb phase. Or at least she felt numb because her eyes felt dry and her soul felt empty.
She heard Merlin on the phone in the kitchen. She didn’t know who he was talking to, but thought it was probably Arthur and/or Gwen. That’s who she’d call after their parents.
Merlin wandered into the room, talking. “I don’t think she’s up for visitors right now . . . I wouldn’t put it past you . . . all right, but please don’t stay long. She needs her rest.” He hung up the phone and sat next to her on the couch. He took her hand and squeezed it, then moved closer to her so he could put his other arm around her.
“That was Gwen. She and Arthur are coming over, even though I warned her off. You can just go in the bedroom if you want so you don’t have to talk to them.”
“No. It’ll be good to have friends around. I don’t feel tired yet anyway.” She didn’t feel like she’d be able to sleep at all, but why tell him that. She doubted he would either.
Soon after, their doorbell rang. Merlin opened the door to reveal Gwen and Arthur. Gwen ran over to Morgana and gave her a huge hug. Morgana felt herself become teary again, and sniffed. “There, there,” Gwen said. “Don’t hold back on my account.”
Gwen pulled back a little and looked Morgana in the eye. Tears again ran down her face and she tried to hold back a sob, but it didn’t work. She had just started bawling again when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked around and saw Arthur, who nodded and squeezed her shoulder.
As she collapsed into Gwen’s arms, she heard Arthur and Merlin walk into the kitchen. They talked quietly. Morgana simply cried herself out while Gwen made soothing noises. It worked, and soon Morgana found herself with dry eyes and an achy head. Thank goodness Gwen had come!
“So, you have a decision to make. Do you have any idea what you’d like to do?” Gwen asked.
“I wouldn’t ‘like’ to do anything, but I do have an idea. I think I want to go in tomorrow and be induced. I can’t stand the idea of being a living tomb any longer than I have to.”
“Have you talked about it with Merlin?”
“A little, but between calling our parents and talking to you, we haven’t talked a lot.”
“It’s important enough. I’ll go get him and Arthur and I can leave. Can I bring you anything from the kitchen?”
“A glass of water would be wonderful, thank you.”
Gwen stood and left. Morgana sat there, thinking about how her life had turned so awful in the space of a couple of hours. Right now it didn’t seem like anything could be normal ever again. She sighed just as Gwen, Arthur and Merlin appeared in the living room. Gwen handed her a glass and sat down next to her again. “We’re going to go now, but please call if you need anything.”
Arthur came over then and gave her a hug. “We’re here for you, sis.”
“Thank you, Arthur.”
Arthur took Gwen’s hand and they left, taking much of Morgana’s hope with them. Merlin again sat down next to her. “You’ve made a decision?”
“I think so. I mean, if you think it’s a good idea, then we’ll do it.”
“All right. I’m listening.”
Morgana told him what she’d told Gwen, about being a living tomb. A few more tears slipped out, from both of them, but once she’d said it all, Merlin agreed. “I’ll call the hospital in the morning and make the arrangements. Hopefully we won’t have to wait long.”
“Thank you, Merlin.” Morgana threw her arms around her husband and held on. He embraced her back, and they sat there for a little while like that until she pulled back a little. She glanced at the clock. It was late, much later than they normally went to bed. “I supposed we should get ready for bed.”
“You’re right. You’re going to need your rest if they induce you tomorrow.”
“I don’t know how much sleep I’m going to get.”
“It’s best to go through the motions anyway. Besides, you may surprise yourself.” With that, he took her hand and helped her stand. He turned off all the lights and led her to their bedroom. She didn’t know what tomorrow had in store, but she was grateful she had Merlin there to face it with her.