Title: The Cottage by the Sea (Part 2)
Summary: Merlin has a vision
Prompt: 407 Trope from Fanlore, Soulbound
Author's Notes: Okay so it was supposed to be a onezie but well….
Merlin and Morgana made love on the rug before the fire. Afterwards they fell asleep in each other's arms.
Merlin woke first and watched Morgana as she slept in his arms. He brushed the tangled dark hair from her face and smiled. He was at peace in this place with her.
After a while, Merlin's gaze drifted over to the fire. The flames danced brightly then slowly turned into a cloudy mist. Images started to form.
Was it a vision or a dream? Maybe a memory. Merlin had no idea. He waited for the images to clear to see exactly what they were. It was a memory from another lifetime.
Merlin was much younger in the image. He was wearing strange shabby clothes. He sat at a table in a cluttered room with an old man. The old man was familiar but he couldn't name him at first but then the name came to him, Gaius.
"Merlin, you had no choice." The old man told him. "She would have killed us all."
"It doesn't matter what she would have done." Merlin was in tears. "I was the one who killed her. I drove Arthur's sword into her chest and held her as she took her last breath. I have to make amends."
"No you don't!" The old man slammed his hand on the table. "After all she has done you were justified in your actions."
"Gaius, you don't understand. I loved her once." Merlin wiped his tears. "I need to find a way to make it up to her."
"Merlin, she's dead. You can't." Gaius shook his head.
"Yes I can. If not in this life then in a life where I don't have the obligation to protect Arthur." Merlin stood up and started looking through the pile of books on the workbench.
"That may never happen." Gaius turned to look at Merlin. "Your destiny is intertwined with Arthur's that will never change no matter what lifetime you are living. "
"I can make it happen." Merlin smiled as he found the book he was looking for. "With a spell to bind my soul to hers."
The image faded and the flames became visible again.
Merlin looked down at Morgana and whispered. "I kept my word. I'm giving you the life you should have had. A life of love and kindness."
Merlin pushed the blanket down just enough to see the mark on her chest. Morgana thought it was a birthmark but Merlin knew what it really was. It was where he drove the sword into her chest centuries ago. He looked at the inside of his wrist where there was a smaller mark in the same shape. Those marks bound their souls through time to each other.
Morgana stirred in his arms and he pulled her closer. He kissed her temple and closed his eyes once again.