Pairing/s: none yet
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana
Summary: Morgana finds Merlin at the end of a long day and proposes an escape.
Word Count: 340
Prompt: #196, Escape
Author's Notes: Part of my "Twist on Fate" 'verse (modern Merlin the magical bodyguard) Previous drabble, first drabble
A week after Arthur’s emotionally wrenching day, Morgana found Merlin at the end of the day. He looked exhausted and she couldn’t blame him. She’d taken him through a couple of grueling offensive spells and she knew Leon had had him practicing hand to hand fighting. So unless he was Superman, he was sure to be exhausted.
“How’s it going,” she asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.
He winced. “Ow.”
She removed her hand. “So sorry. Bruise?”
“Rough day huh?”
“You have no idea.”
“Actually, I do. I talked to Leon a few minutes ago.” He winced again. “He’s certainly making an impression on you.”
“Nothing a little salve won’t cure.”
“True . . . although I’ve had an idea.”
“Unless it’s a healing spell . . .”
“Do you want to get out of here? Escape the confines of the palace?”
“Are you kidding me? Yes!”
“A little medicinal drinking then. I know the perfect place. C’mon.” She took his arm and pulled gently so as to not aggravate any injury there.
She led him outside and they walked slowly off palace grounds. “We don’t have to go quite this slow,” he complained. She just made tutting noises and pulled him down a familiar street. They ended up, surprisingly, at the pub Arthur favored when he escaped the palace. Unfortunately he couldn’t hide his surprise and blurted out, “Hey, this is where Arthur . . . aw crap.”
Morgana just laughed at his guilty face. “You think I don’t know where Arthur goes when he takes a break from life? That’s cute.” She pushed the door open and gestured for Merlin to enter; she followed.
“How did you . . .? No, on second thought, don’t tell me. Although you probably will later.”
She grinned and chuckled some more. “Let’s not talk about work. We’re here for a bit of medicine, remember?” When he smiled, she took his hand and led him over to the bar, where he eventually forgot his bumps and bruises for the night.