Fic: Expiration Date (Part 5)

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Title: Expiration Date
Author/Artist: geekslave
Pairing(s): Arthur/Merlin, Ganieda (OFC)/Gwaine, Lancelot/Gwen
Characters: Merlin, Arthur, Gwaine, Ganieda (OFC), Gwen, Lancelot, Gaius, Uther, Kilgarrah
Word Count: 35,554
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Just before receiving vital treatment for cancer, Arthur meets Merlin and his life is turned upside down when one night with Merlin results in an unforeseen pregnancy. To protect the baby, Arthur refuses the treatment.
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made and no copyright infringement is intended.
Warnings: Mpreg, angst, lots of talk of cancer, fluff.
Notes: Written for the merlinmpreg fest. Special thanks to my beta dustfinger223. I'm not a doctor just play one while writing fic. :) I did a lot of research, but I'm sure I didn't get everything right.

Part 4

Arthur’s birthday arrived and the first person who actually received a gift was Merlin - Arthur’s sex drive was back. Arthur and Merlin hadn’t had sex since before Arthur’s third trimester started. Neither one really brought it up, Arthur being too tired to think about it and Merlin was too worried about Arthur’s health to be concerned about it. But Merlin was still pleasantly surprised when Arthur woke him up with a blow job. Arthur even managed not to fall asleep and promised Merlin that there would be more later.

Arthur had received more visitors later. Gwen and Lance stopped by and gave Arthur a signed autograph from one of Arthur’s favorite football players. Lance had actually treated the man after a game injury.

Ganieda and Gwaine’s present was bit more extravagant. Ganieda covered Arthur’s eyes and led him onto the patio. “Now you better appreciate this, princess. It took quite a bit of effort to haul this thing here quietly.” Gwaine announced.

“Just shut it and take the cover off.” Ganieda instructed him. “I told Merlin I’d wait, but I couldn’t wait to show you this.” Ganieda took her hands away.

Arthur gasped; staring back at him was a black grand piano. He walked over to it and ran his hands over it. “You got me a piano?”

“It was Merlin’s idea. It’s from all of us. I think you and your guest will enjoy it.” Ganieda added.

Arthur was too busy staring at the piano to pick up on what Ganieda had said for a few seconds. When he did, he looked back at her. “What guest?”

And of course then there was a knock at the door. “Spooky isn’t she?”

“When are you going to get it in your head Arthur that I’m a psychic?” Ganieda said, looking back at the front door.

“Who is it?” Arthur asked.

“You’ll have to see for yourself. Just keep an open mind eye Arthur.” Ganieda pushed Arthur in the direction of the door before taking Gwaine’s hand and heading out.

Arthur got to the door on the third knock. He opened the door and was surprised to see his father standing in front of him. “Father? Did Ganieda invite you here?”

Uther shook his head. “No. It’s October 10. I’d never forget your birthday, especially not this one.” Uther couldn’t keep his eyes off Arthur’s huge belly.

“What’s so special about this one?” Arthur asked. He was gripping the door, partially from exhaustion but also because there was a big part of him that just wanted to slam the door in his father’s face.

“It’s the last one before you’re a father. I think it makes it a special occasion.” He paused as Arthur continued to stare. “May I come in?”

“I don’t know if that would be a good idea. ‘Those people’ live here and I don’t know how comfortable you would be breathing the same air they have.”

Uther bowed his head. “I know you’re still angry with me, and you have every right to be, but I would like to speak with you and explain myself.”

Arthur sighed. “I’m too tired to stand here and argue with you.”

“I promise not to argue with you.” Uther said.

Arthur could see that he was sincere, so he opened the door wider and let Uther inside. He led Uther to the family room and sat down wearily.

“How are you doing?”

“Aren’t your spies keeping you informed?”

“I’d like to hear about it from you.”

“I’m eight and a half months pregnant, I have cancer, and I’m going through chemotherapy. I’m brilliant.” Arthur replied sarcastically. The longer Uther was nice to him, the more nervous he became. “You said you wanted to explain, so just explain father.”

Uther cleared his throat. “Alright. I am concerned about you having a child born from magic-

“I know that already. All people with magic are loathsome, detestable creatures according to you.”

“I wasn’t finished.” Uther replied. “I’m concerned because I know what can happen when a child is born from magic. Because that is how you came into being.”

All the breath left Arthur’s body. He clutched his stomach and tried to take deep breaths. Uther stood up but made no move to get closer to Arthur. He knew Arthur wouldn’t allow it. He hovered anxiously around Arthur until the color returned to Arthur’s face. “What are you talking about father? I don’t have magic?”

“I know that. But you were conceived with the aid of magic.”

Arthur shook his head. “I don’t believe this.”

“It’s true. Your mother and I tried for years to have a child, but we were told it would never happen. I had made my peace with it, but your mother never did. She wanted to have a child more than anything in this world. She was approached by a woman, Nimueh Lake, who promised her that she could help her conceive a child, with magic.”

“Me.” Arthur said softly.

“Yes. She paid the woman without telling me because she knew that I wouldn’t approve. I thought the idea of magic was ridiculous and unnatural even before what happened. She got pregnant and we were both overjoyed. Your mother started to become violently ill, beyond the normal pregnancy side effects. After we took her to see Gaius and he couldn’t explain what was happening, she finally admitted what she did. Gaius explained that the kind of magic that Nimueh used always required a sacrifice. A life for a life.”

Arthur put his face in his hands. He always felt he killed his mother, but didn’t realize how much worse it actually was. He looked up at his father. “I assume you tried to convince her to end the pregnancy, like you did with me.”

Arthur was grateful that his father actually looked ashamed when he nodded in confirmation. “I loved your mother dearly and I didn’t want to lose her. But she refused to even consider it. She loved you so much and refused to sacrifice you to save herself. She loved you so much, the way you love your child.”

“That’s why you hate me.” Arthur said in a small voice.

Uther looked stunned. More stunned than Arthur had ever seen him. His eyes bulged. He swallowed thickly before speaking. “If you feel that way, then that has to do with my failings as a father. It is not your fault. I mourn the loss of your mother every day. But I have loved since the moment Gaius put you in my arms twenty-three years ago today. I don’t regret your birth, just the circumstances surrounding it. No matter what you think I do love you, Arthur. I’m just not good at showing it, and I’m sorry for that, Arthur.”

Arthur bit his lip and looked down. He caressed his stomach. “I know you don’t know this, but I made a list of things that I wanted to do and experience before I die. The only thing I didn’t have the courage to write down was that I wanted this. I wanted one honest moment with you. So thank you for giving me that.” He stood up. “Merlin, Ganieda, and Gwaine bought me a piano for my birthday. Would you like to play?”

Uther smiled. “I would love, too.”

They walked to the patio and sat at the piano. “Perhaps you could tell me some stories about my mother?”

“I’ll try.”

They played for an hour with breaks in between where Uther opened about his mother like never before. He told Arthur about how he and his mother met. He told him about their wedding. And he told him about some of his mother’s quirks (“She had an odd obsession with Kung Fu movies”.) He laughed with his father more than he ever had. Uther had just started to show him how to play “Hey Jude” when Arthur felt a slight ache in his back and rubbed his back.

“Are you alright?” Uther asked concern in his voice.

“Yes. I just think it’s been awhile since I’ve been sitting up this long. My back is starting to hurt.”

“Do you want to lie down?”

“No.” Arthur said quickly. “I’m really enjoying this.” Soon after Arthur felt a slight twinge of pain in his stomach. He worried that it could possibly be contractions. His due date wasn’t for another three weeks. But he wouldn’t panic just yet. Gaius had prepped him and Merlin on what to look out for and there was nothing to worry about yet.

Fifteen minutes later he started to worry. The pain in his abdomen was even sharper this time. “Father, I don’t mean to alarm you, but it’s possible I might be in labor.”

Uther hit a discordant note on the piano. “I’m sorry?”

“There’s no need to panic. The contractions have only just begun.” Arthur said with more calm than he was feeling. “Merlin has already packed my bag. You know the way to the hospital. There is absolutely no reason to panic.” He got up, looked down and scrunched his nose. “Alright, I may have to take that back. I think my water just broke.”

Uther stood up abruptly. “Oh dear! Uh...”

Arthur chuckled. If he wasn’t slightly panicked himself, he would really be enjoying this. He didn’t recall ever seeing his father this flustered before.

“Would you like me to rip up some sheets or boil water?”

Arthur bit back a grin. “Uh, no. Because I’m not giving birth in a Western. Nor am I giving birth here. There’s plenty of time to get me to the hospital.” Arthur rubbed his eyes. Was Uther...blushing?

Uther cleared his throat. “Do you need me to call your...Merlin?”

Arthur smiled. “Yes. Thank you.”


~*~

Merlin was surprised to find that he was actually enjoying his job with Professor Kilgarrah. To call the man eccentric would be putting it mildly. He kept odd hours, his files were in a complete mess, he refused to make eye contact when speaking to anyone, and he spoke in such vague generalities, it drove Merlin nuts. But he was interesting and had an amazing collection of occult books that he allowed Merlin to look at whenever he liked. Merlin was on his lunch break and perusing a book about ancient magical artifacts when the professor came back to his office from an academic teacher’s meeting, grumbling about stuffy bureaucrats. He took a seat and looked up at Merlin and startled as if noticing him for the first time. “Young warlock how long have you been here?”

“I’ve been here for three hours. And I’ve asked you before, but could you please not call me ‘young warlock.’” Merlin answered.

“Why not?”

“It’s kind of weird and off-putting.”

Kilgarrah simply nodded. “Alright.” He started shuffling papers on his desk; making a mess of the desk Merlin had spent all morning organizing. “Young Merlin, I’ve been looking into your predicament some more. I’m afraid I have nothing new to report on curing your partner.”

Merlin suppressed the urge to roll his eyes at his “young Merlin” and smiled at the professor. “Thank you for trying.” Kilgarrah nodded. “It’s been so frustrating. I don’t understand why I have this magic when I can’t even use it when it counts the most.”

“I believe we do what is destined for us. If it is your destiny to protect Arthur you will know when the time is right.”

“My sister kind of said the same thing.” Merlin sighed.

“I was reading up on the birth of a magical child. It is quite a special experience.” Kilgarrah changed the subject abruptly, as he often did.

“Gaius said the same thing.”

“When your child comes into its powers, it has been said there is a special energy and magic in the air that is quite potent.” Kilgarrah went on. “You don’t suppose you would allow me to be there to witness it.”

Merlin wrinkled his nose. “Yeah, normally I would say the more the merrier. But Arthur doesn’t know you and I think while he’s giving birth won’t be the best time to make introductions.”

“Ah, I see. Very well.”

Merlin’s cell phone vibrated. He checked the caller ID and it was coming from a number he didn’t recognize. “Hello.”

“Hello. This is Uther Pendragon. Am I speaking with Merlin Emrys?”

“Yes.” Merlin said slowly.

“I’m taking Arthur to the hospital. It seems he’s in labor. You can meet us there. Arthur assures me you know the address. Is that correct?”

Merlin stared ahead, unblinking. “Labor?” He squeaked out.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“His water broke on my shoes. How sure would you like me to be?” Uther retorted.

“Alright, alright, alright, alright...I can’t stop saying ‘alright.’

“I noticed.”

“Ok.” He shot up and started hastily collecting his things. “I’ll be right there.”

“Alright.” Uther said. “Try to calm down. Arthur doesn’t need anything happening to you.”

“Nothing will. Thank you for calling me.”

“You’re welcome.” Uther hung up.

“I-I-I have to go. The baby’s a little anxious to get here. Arthur’s in labor.” He was halfway out the door when he registered Kilgarrah’s ‘good luck.’”

~*~

Merlin came skidding into the hospital. He was greeted almost immediately by Lance, who worked at the hospital. “Where’s Arthur?”

“He’s up on the second floor. He’s already settled in his room. Gaius is prepping him for surgery. Here,” Lance handed Merlin blue scrubs, “change into that and I’ll take you to him.”

After Merlin changed, in record time, Lance did as he said and took Merlin to Arthur’s room. Merlin practically sagged in relief when he saw Arthur. He brushed past Uther and threw his arms around Arthur. “I’m so sorry it took me so long to get here.”

“It’s ok. Your daughter doesn’t like to keep to schedule any more than you do.”

Merlin pulled back and stroked his hand through Arthur’s hair. “Why is she always ‘your daughter’ when she does something you don’t like?”

Arthur smiled at him. “Get used to it.”

Merlin just shook his head. He looked over at Uther. He stood up a bit stiffly. “Hello.”

“Hello.”

Merlin turned back to Arthur. “Where’s Ganieda and Gwaine?”

“They’re on their way. My father stopped by for my birthday and they left to give us privacy.” Arthur explained.

Merlin looked between the two of them. “How’d that go?”

Arthur looked at his father. “Things are better.”

Merlin nodded. “That’s good.” He looked at Arthur quizzically. “You seem awfully calm.”

“They gave me an epidural.” Arthur motioned for Merlin to come closer. He then whispered. “I can’t feel the lower half of my body. It’s better than sex.”

“You say that a lot. You’re lucky I’m not sensitive or I might start to get offended.”

Gaius walked in the room. “It’s time.” Some orderlies came in to wheel Arthur out. Merlin went to follow but was stopped by Uther.

“May I speak to you briefly?”

Merlin looked over at Arthur and back at Uther. “I’ll be right behind you.” He kissed Arthur’s cheek. They wheeled him out and he turned back to Uther. “Yes?” He asked a bit nervously.

“I think I may owe you an apology.” Merlin looked startled. “I don’t say that very often, but it is warranted on this occasion. I had a bad experience with magic and I took it out on you, without even knowing you. I can see that you clearly love my son and make him happy. You’re about to become a father, and you will soon understand that is the most important thing I parent can want for their child.”

“Thank you for that. I do love Arthur. I will always love him and protect him, no matter who I have to protect him from.” Merlin said pointedly.

“Good.” Uther said.

“I have to go.”

Uther nodded. “Of course.”

Merlin ran off, quickly throwing a small smile at Uther before leaving the room. He found Arthur’s operating room. Merlin walked in as a screen was being placed by Arthur’s waist to block Arthur’s view of the surgery. Merlin took a seat on a stool near Arthur’s head. Merlin was suddenly struck by a thought and groaned. “I forgot my video camera. Blimey!”

Gaius cleared his throat. Merlin turned and saw him pointing to a camera in the corner.

“How’d you know?” Merlin asked.

“Ganieda told me you’d more than likely be a little scatterbrained when the time came for the birth. I’ve had a camera in my office just in case.” Gaius said.

Merlin grinned. “Thank you.”

Gaius nodded. “We’ll start the procedure now.”

Merlin started watching as they made an incision. As soon as he saw blood, he looked away. “I can’t believe they’re cutting into you, and you can’t even feel it.”

Arthur rolled his eyes. “That’s kind of how this works, Merlin. I’d kind of prefer not to think of what’s going on down there.”

Merlin nodded. “Right. Sorry.” He stroked Arthur’s hair. “Our daughter will be here soon. And she still doesn’t have a name.”

“I know.” Arthur said wearily.

“How about Meredith?”

“That sounds good. Meredith Emrys Pendragon.” Arthur turned his head. “What do you think?”

“I like it. I just am not 100% about it. I want our girl to have a name that is really distinctive and means something.”

“What about Hunith?” Arthur suggested.

Merlin smiled fondly at Arthur and kissed his forehead. “Thank you for suggesting that. But I don’t think so. I want our daughter to have her own name and not feel as if she has to live up to her namesake. It might be too much pressure.”

“Ok. I really liked Gabrielle. You liked it, too. What about that?”

Before Merlin could answer he became distracted as he looked around the room. There was something happening. The room started to shake slightly. Merlin walked over to Gaius. He almost gagged when he saw the hole they were cutting into Arthur’s abdomen. The shaking intensified slightly. “Is this normal?”

Gaius didn’t look up. “For a normal pregnancy no, for a magical one, yes.”

Merlin walked back over to Arthur. “That was one of the most disturbing things I’ve ever seen.”

“Didn’t need to know that.” Arthur said.

Merlin chuckled. He stopped suddenly. There was a definite shift in the air. He could feel the energy and magic everywhere. It was almost overwhelming. The lights in the room became brighter.

“What’s going on, Merlin?” Arthur asked uneasily.

“It’s magic. I can feel it all around me. Arthur, I have a feeling our daughter is going to be very powerful.”

“She’d have to be with us for parents.” Arthur said dryly.

“We’re almost there.” Gaius announced. The shaking in the room got more intense. The light became brighter; Merlin could see golden light everywhere. “Merlin, you may want to come and see this.”

Merlin hesitated. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!” Gaius said forcefully.

Merlin walked over and his mouth dropped open when he looked down. There was an almost blinding light coming from the hole inside Arthur. The baby was bathed in golden light and was floating upwards.

“What’s going on?” Arthur called out.

“It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Merlin answered. Merlin reached forward slowly and picked up the baby. The light faded and Merlin could finally see the baby properly. “I take it back; this is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. The baby was covered in blood and go, but the only thing Merlin could focus on was her tiny face. She had a shock of blazing red hair. She had a nose that Merlin couldn’t quite say was either his or Arthur’s. Merlin could never see much of a difference in their noses, though he supposed Arthur’s was slightly pointier. Her small round mouth was definitely Merlin’s. She opened her eyes slowly and Merlin almost staggered back. Her eyes glowed gold, before fading to blue. Her eyes pierced right through him and something happened that he couldn’t quite describe.

The baby began crying and a nurse reached for her to cut the cord and examine the baby. Merlin slowly walked back to Arthur. He felt odd. His magic, which was always just thrumming beneath the surface, felt overpowering. Arthur looked up at him with wide eyes “What’s going on? Is there something wrong with the baby?”

Merlin quickly shook off his confusion. “No. No, she’s fine. She’s more than fine. She’s perfect. I’m just feeling a little odd. Something with my magic. I think...I think I may have absorbed the baby’s powers.”

“Like you did with your sister?”

“Yes. It feels the same way. Actually, no, it feels different. I feel ten times more powerful.” Merlin started to breathe heavily. He wondered if he tried a healing spell on Arthur now if it would work. Kilgarrah had said it would take a power greater than he alone possessed. With the baby’s power, he felt that he might have that now. He turned to Arthur slowly. He licked his lips. “I’m going to try something. Just trust me.”

Arthur looked at him in confusion, but nodded.

Merlin put his hand on his chest. He started saying the spell in Latin. When he got to the end, he felt an overwhelming power. He threw his head back and a large beam of light shot from his mouth. That was the last thing Arthur saw as he lost consciousness.


~*~

Merlin got up and checked on Arthur for the tenth time that morning. Arthur had slept all night, never having regained consciousness after passing out in the delivery room. There had been one moment where his eyes flickered open briefly, but they closed soon afterward. Merlin was sure that he had done the right thing and that it had worked, but the longer Arthur stayed unconscious the more nervous he became that he may have done more harm than good. His routine all night had consisted of alternating between watching over Arthur and watching over their daughter.

Merlin almost didn’t notice Arthur’s eyes flickering open, too wrapped up in staring down at their beautiful daughter and memorizing every minute change in her expression. When he noticed Arthur start to stir, he got up carefully afraid of startling the baby. He wanted the first thing Arthur saw to be the baby.

It took Arthur a second to focus his blue eyes on the sight before him, but when he saw Merlin with the baby his eyes lit up. Merlin grinned widely at him. “Hi. Someone really wants to meet you.”

Arthur attempted to sit up. “Is that her?”

“No. Ours is being cleaned, so they just gave me this one to cuddle.” Merlin teased. Merlin knew that Arthur must still be feeling the effects of the drugs since he didn’t so much as raise an irritated eyebrow at his quip.

“She looks so small. Is she alright?” Arthur asked, worry tingeing his voice.

“She’s perfect. But you should judge for yourself.” Merlin leaned down and carefully placed the baby in Arthur’s waiting arms. “Say hello to your daughter.”

Arthur bit his lip, tears welling in his eyes. “Oh my God,” he whispered. “She’s so beautiful.” He looked into her blue eyes and sucked in a breath. “Her eyes are exactly like I pictured.”

“Yeah.” Merlin smiled. “I never imagined her as a redhead.”

“Me neither. But it’s so cute. She looks like you.”

Merlin shook his head. “I think she looks like both of us.”

Arthur touched her tiny hands. “I can’t believe we made this. We’re parents, Merlin!” He gazed up at Merlin and reached for his hand. He closed his eyes. “I love you so much, Merlin. This is the most perfect moment in my life. I want to remember this exact feeling.”

Merlin squeezed Arthur’s hand. “I think we have many more perfect moments to come.”

Arthur opened his eyes. He cocked his head, suddenly looking confused. “What happened after the baby was born? You-you said you wanted to try something and then you touched my chest. I passed out after that. What did you do?”

Merlin leaned over and ran his hand over their daughter’s head. “I think - no, I know - that I...healed you. Actually,” he corrected himself. “I think it was more like we healed you.” Merlin said, looking down at the baby.

Arthur’s mouth fell open. He shook his head in a daze. “What do you mean?”

Merlin sighed. “It sounds weird, but I was able to absorb the baby’s power, and with the strength of her powers and mine combined, I was able to successfully do a healing spell. I know it worked. I can feel it.” He added quickly, “I told Gaius and he’s doing tests to confirm it.”

“Can you -” Arthur cleared his throat. “Take the baby.” Merlin picked their daughter up, cradling her against his chest, holding her head. Arthur put a hand to his stomach and took in some deep breaths. “Are you saying...that you think my cancer’s gone?”

Merlin couldn’t find his voice, so he just nodded.

Arthur exhaled loudly. “I don’t believe this. This is...” He closed his eyes, a tentative smile starting to form on his face. By the time he opened his eyes and looked up at Merlin, the smile that engulfed his face was so radiant Merlin could feel Arthur’s happiness and almost staggered back at the weight of this moment.

Merlin walked over and leaning over carefully he kissed Arthur tenderly, moving his lips over Arthur’s softly. He pulled back and stroked Arthur’s cheek, gazing into his eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Merlin took a quick step back and pulled a chair up by the bed and sat down. He looked down at the baby. “So daddy number one, I think we should settle on a name for her.”

Arthur quirked his eyebrow and chuckled. “Daddy number one?”

“Just trying it out.” Merlin grinned.

“Didn’t we settle on Gabrielle, before everything went a bit crazy?”

Merlin shook his head. “You mentioned it, but we hadn’t settled on it. I like it, but maybe more as a middle name.”

Arthur cocked his head slightly. “Do you have a name you’re thinking about?”

“Kind of. I was looking up names one-line last night and I came across a name that I really like. But I don’t know how you’ll feel about it.”

“What is it?”

Merlin looked down at the baby and smiled before looking up at Arthur. “Raphaella.”

The corners of Arthur’s mouth quirked up in a slight smile. He nodded, pondering the name. “Raphaella.”

“In Hebrew it means ‘healer.’ I thought it seemed appropriate.” Merlin explained.

Arthur smiled widely. “Let’s see how the baby likes it.” Merlin walked over and placed the baby in Arthur’s arms. “What do you think of that, little one? Do you feel like a Raphaella?” The baby gurgled. Arthur snorted in amusement. “I’m going to take that spit bubble as a yes.” He looked back up at Merlin. “I think she has a name.”

Merlin merely nodded in response. Before he could say anything, a soft knock was heard at the door. “Yes?” He answered without looking at the door.

Ganieda stuck her head in. “I thought perhaps it was time my niece met her extended family. Is that alright?”

Merlin looked to Arthur. “Are you ready?”

Arthur took a deep breath. “I’m ready.”

Merlin nodded at Ganieda. She quickly stepped fully into the room, followed by Gwaine, Gwen, and Lance. Uther followed shortly after. He awkwardly stood apart from the group. Merlin scooped up the baby from Arthur. He walked over to his sister. “This is your aunt. I suppose you could call her my not quite better half. We shared a womb for nine months and she’s clung to me like a barnacle ever since.” Merlin chuckled loudly when Ganieda swatted his arm. “But in all seriousness, she’s the best sister anyone could ever ask for.”

Ganieda sniffled. “I do not want to cry on the baby. So shut up and give her to me.”

Merlin shook his head. “Did I forget to mention rudest sister you could ever ask for.”

“Merlin!” Ganieda practically stamped her foot.

“Alright, alright. You’re going to have to stop bouncing around.” After Ganieda stopped fidgeting, Merlin carefully placed the baby in Ganieda’s arms.

“Oh!” Ganieda exclaimed. “She’s so perfect.”

“She is.” Merlin stroked his daughter’s hair. “Arthur thinks she looks like me. But I think she looks like both of us.”

“I think...” Ganieda smiled as the baby cooed up at her. “I think she looks like me.”

Merlin rolled his eyes. “Of course you would think that.”

Gwaine looked over Ganieda’s shoulder. “I think she looks like the chick from Brave.

Everyone slowly turned to stare at him.

Too busy staring at the baby, Gwaine didn’t notice their stares for a few seconds. When he noticed all eyes on him, he simply shrugged. “What? She does. The hair’s not as wild yet but the shape of her face, her big blue eyes, her tiny nose...She’s the spitting image.”

“Leave it, love.” Ganieda said, looking up at Gwaine briefly. “She does not...” Ganieda cocked her head to the side as she looked at her niece. “Huh...perhaps she does.”

Merlin and Arthur laughed as Gwen took her turn with the baby. She cradled the baby and instantly started to tear up. “Don’t pay attention to Uncle Gwaine. I don’t think you look like a cartoon character. You’re true original, like your parents.” She grinned up at Merlin and Arthur.

“Thank you, Guinevere.” Arthur said. His gaze trailed over to his father, who was staring at the baby, but still hanging back in the background. “Father, would you like to hold your granddaughter?”

Uther looked over at Arthur and then back at the baby and nodded simply. He slowly walked over to where Gwen was holding the baby. Gwen smiled up at him as she placed the baby in his arms. Arthur could see the exact moment Uther lost his heart to his granddaughter. He had the most genuine expression of happiness Arthur had ever seen from his father. His expression softened and a slow smile formed on his face. “She looks like you did when you were a baby. She looks like your mother.”

Arthur’s eyes started to mist over and he cleared his throat before speaking. “You really think so?”

“Yes.” He smiled down at the baby. “Have you given her a name yet?”

Arthur beamed up at Merlin. Merlin nodded, giving Arthur permission to relay the news to everyone. “We have. Say hello to Raphaella Gabrielle Emrys Pendragon.”

“Raphaella.” Uther repeated. “What a beautiful name for such a beautiful girl.”

“I agree.” Ganieda seconded.

Gwaine, Gwen, and Lancelot nodded.

A nurse came in and told them that it was time for the baby to be fed and everyone had to leave. The group groaned. As Uther and Ganieda tried to bargain with the nurse for more time, Lancelot finally got his chance to hold Raphaella.

Merlin leaned down and whispered in Arthur’s ear. “Do you want to tell everyone about your...cure?” Merlin awkwardly finished.

Arthur looked over at his father and his friend and pursed his lips. He shook his head slowly. “Not yet. I just want to wait until everything’s confirmed.” He quickly looked up at Merlin. “I trust you and I believe in my heart that everything’s alright. But I just...want to wait.”

Merlin ran a hand softly through Arthur’s hair and kissed the top of his head. “I understand.” No matter what Arthur believed in his heart, there was still a small part of him that was scared. He’d been living with this disease for so long, that he was still having trouble adjusting to the thought of everything being ok.

The nurse wouldn’t budge and was starting to shoo everyone out. Lancelot quickly walked over and placed Raphaella in Arthur’s arms. “She really is beautiful. I’m so happy for you two.” He gently squeezed Merlin’s hand before leaving.

Once everyone was gone the blonde nurse came over to the beaming couple. “Would you like to try breast feeding the baby?”

“I’m not sure if the word ‘like’ is accurate, but I’ll give it a try.” Arthur answered. He adjusted Raphaella and she quickly attached her lips to his nipple and began to suck. Arthur had a slight grimace on his face.

“How does it feel?” Merlin asked.

“It’s very weird. Not quite the most unpleasant experience ever, but I much prefer it when you do this.” The nurse chortled. Arthur snapped his gaze to her briefly. His face reddened. “Oh, right forgot you were there.”

The nurse, her nametag read “Elena”, just grinned. “I can see you’ve got this under control. I’ll leave you alone with your daughter.”

After the nurse left, Merlin sat beside Arthur. He shook his head slightly, still not quite believing everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. “This has been by far the strangest and most perfect 24 hours of my entire life.”

“Seconded.” Arthur said, kissing the baby’s forehead. He turned to Merlin and placed a soft, lingering kiss on his mouth. “I know I can’t stop saying this, but I love you.”

Merlin pulled back slowly. “Good. I don’t want you to ever stop.”

One year later...

After finishing his toast, Gwaine raised his glass. “To the bride and groom!”

Everyone in the banquet hall raised their glasses as well and cheered. “To the bride and groom!”

Lance and Gwen turned to each other, looking impossibly besotted, and grinned madly at each other before sharing a brief kiss.

Gwaine raised a second glass and grinned cheekily. “And to the bridegrooms!” Everyone toasted them. “Now, I’d suggest you all cover up the kiddies ears because I have some stories to tell about these two...”

Arthur and Merlin turned to each other and had an entire conversation with just quirked eyebrows and narrowed eyes.

And you thought this was a good idea.

I’m not the one who proposed, Arthur!

I’m not the one who suggested Gwaine as best man!

A double wedding was not something either of them had planned for. In fact, as much as they loved each other, Arthur and Merlin hadn’t really discussed the idea of getting married at all. They’d been far too busy and not just with raising Raphaella, though that presented an exceptional challenge. No matter how many baby books they read or help that they had, and they had a lot of help, nothing really prepared them for Raphaella’s erratic sleep schedule, banshee-like screaming at all hours of the night, and her diapers that smelled like the stench from the bowels of the underworld. Unfortunately while she did have magic, unlike baby Merlin she could not change her own diapers.

Of course it wasn’t all bad. Raphaella was an adorably alert baby who just loved being around people. Arthur swore he could live on the sound of her laughter for the rest of his life. Merlin loved spending hours enthralling her with magic tricks.

Gaius confirmed what Arthur and Merlin already knew: that his cancer was remission. Merlin and Arthur told their family and friends about what happened in the delivery room. If Raphaella didn’t already have Uther wrapped around her finger that would have done it. His love for her grew even more. Uther could never be what you called cuddly, but he was a ridiculously doting grandfather. So Merlin and Arthur could better take care of her, Uther had given Arthur access to the trust his mother had left for him.

During the first month of Raphaella’s life, Merlin feared that Arthur was experiencing some kind of post-partum depression. He loved Raphaella clearly, but he was often moody and couldn’t sleep. He avoided spending time with their friends. It turned out not to be post-partum depression. When Merlin finally got Arthur to open up, he admitted that while he felt tremendously lucky to be cancer free that he also felt a lot of guilt that he survived because of magic while there were others that weren’t so fortunate.

”I don’t know if I deserve it.”

Merlin took his face in his hands and caressed his cheek. “Arthur, you daft prat.”

“Thank you, Merlin. I feel so much better about pouring my heart out to you.” Arthur deadpanned.

Merlin laughed lightly. “I understand why you feel guilty, I really do. But if you ever wonder if you deserve this just look at your daughter... look at me. We love you and need you. You are a wonderful person who has been through more than his fair share of pain. You deserve to be happy. You feel guilty, fine. But don’t wallow in it. Do something about it.”

So Arthur did. With the money from his trust he opened a center for cancer patients to receive support, either with trained professionals or interacting with other cancer patients and survivors. Also, there would be doctors doing cancer research. One of those doctors was Lance. Working together lead to them spending more time together, this was how the double wedding came to be.

Everyone was beyond thrilled when Lance finally proposed. Gwen started planning the wedding immediately. Unfortunately, her dream wedding was out of the question since they couldn’t afford it. It crushed Lance to not be able to make Gwen’s dreams come true. When he complained about it to Arthur, he suggested giving Lance an incredibly large advance on his salary. But Lance had too much pride to accept any type of charity.

“This is my wedding. I’ll find a way to give Gwen the wedding she deserves.”

Arthur contemplated this for a long moment. “What if it wasn’t just your wedding?”

Lance rolled his eyes slightly. “I know it’s Gwen’s wedding, too...”

Arthur interrupted him. “No, I mean. What if it was a double wedding?”

“I don’t know anyone else getting married.”

“What about Merlin and me?”

It had just popped out without Arthur really thinking about it. But once he said it aloud, it just felt right. So once he had Lance on board, he got around to trying to come up with the perfect proposal for Merlin. He knew it was a total cliché but he set up their room with candles and roses petals and left a note on the TV for Merlin to watch a tape he had prepared.

When Merlin started the tape, he saw Arthur dressed in a handsome three piece suit, standing in their bedroom.

“Hello, my love. I know you’re wondering, but you haven’t forgotten an anniversary. I just started thinking today about how we first met. You weren’t expecting me and I certainly was not prepared for you. You were singing spectacularly off-key...”

“It wasn’t that bad.” Merlin huffed.

“Yes, it was that bad.” Arthur answered. “But I loved it. You were dancing and half-naked and so happy. I think it was the perfect expression of who you are. You are the most joyful, open, and free person I’ve ever known. You haven’t changed from the moment I met you. And I never want you to. But I have changed a great deal because of you. I am healthier, stronger, and happier than I’ve ever been in my life. You’ve given me the greatest daughter in the world. You have literally saved my life. I don’t know where I’d be without you and I never want to find out.” Arthur got down on one knee.

Merlin, tears welling in his eyes, almost fell off the bed. “Oh my God.”

“That is why I-” The tape cut off, static appearing on the screen.

Merlin shot up off the bed. “What the fuck?” He stalked toward the television. “Where’s the rest of it?”

“Right here.”

Merlin whirled around. Arthur was kneeling in the doorway, a simple gold band in his left hand. Merlin covered his mouth, stifling a sob.

“I wanted to do this part in person.” Merlin stood frozen in the middle of the room. “Uh, Merlin do you want to get a little closer?” Merlin didn’t respond. “Alright.” Arthur shuffled forward on his knees. “That’s better,” he said as he took Merlin’s hand in his own. “Merlin Emrys, you are the love of my life and it would give me no greater pleasure than if you would agree to be my husband. Will you marry me?”

Merlin took a deep breath, wiping his eyes. He kneeled in front of Arthur. He took his face in his hands and kissed him. “Yes.”

“...and I don’t know about you, but the fact that everyone ended up covered in lube made it even more fun night.” Gwaine was finishing up his toast.

Arthur and Merlin continued to glare at each other, occasionally rolling their eyes at Gwaine’s comments.

Gwaine turned to them. “In all seriousness, you two are my heroes. You are the bravest and strongest men that I know. Watching you two overcome everything you did at the beginning of your relationship and be so unconditionally supportive has inspired me, and you know that’s a damn hard thing to do.”

Arthur and Merlin’s eyes softened and they smiled at each other.

“You both deserve nothing but the best and I know that you’ve found that in each other. I love you guys.” Gwaine finished, raising his glass. Arthur and Merlin got up and hugged him, while everyone else clapped.


~*~

The reception was in full swing. Couples were out on the dance floor, including Lance and Gwen, to Florence + the Machine’s “You’ve Got the Love.” Merlin and Arthur sat at their table, Merlin seated in Arthur’s lap with Arthur’s arms around him. Arthur threw his head back and laughed when he saw Ganieda dragging his father out on the dance floor and awkwardly tries to get him to move his hips.

“As amusing as this is, I think I should go and rescue your father from my sister. This can only end in tears.” Merlin said. He got up, turning around and planting a long, wet kiss on Arthur’s lips. He jogged over to Ganieda and Uther. “Alright, Gannie you’ve had your fun. Leave the poor man alone.”

Ganieda turned around and pouted. “I’m just trying to loosen him up. You don’t mind, do you, Uthie?” One look at Uther’s narrowed eyes and pursed lips told a different story. “Oh, fine. I’d rather spend time with someone less grumpy anyway.”

Merlin shook his head as Ganieda walked away. “Don’t mind her. I think she’s just a little bit tipsy.”

“Isn’t she always like that?” Uther asked imperiously.

“That’s true.” Merlin grinned. He looked up at Uther curiously. “I don’t suppose this would be a good time to ask if I can call you dad?” Uther’s slight grunt was his answer. “I suppose not.”

The two stood awkwardly, each looking around wondering when would be the best time to flee toward friendlier companions. Uther was the first to break the silence. “It was a lovely ceremony.”

Merlin smiled genuinely. “Thank you.” He looked pensive for a moment before chuckling quietly. “Two years ago, if someone had told me you would be at Arthur and my wedding. I would have told them to stop taking the piss.” He smiled, but his expression soon hardened. “I used to really...hate you.”

Uther’s eyes widened. This wasn’t really news to him, but he was surprised Merlin was bringing it up at his wedding. “I understand-

“I don’t think you do. I’ve never hated anyone in my life, didn’t think it was in me.” He shook his head. It wasn’t just about what you did to Arthur, though that would have been plenty enough. But I have had to deal with wankers who judged me for having magic my entire life. It gets easier, but it’s always hard to have people think that they know you and look at you like you’re some kind of freak. To think that Raphaella was going to have to experience that, from her own grandfather made me sick.

“You know that Raphaella. She means the world to me.” Uther looked around with discomfort. “Do you think that this is the best time or place to be bringing this up?”

Merlin shook his head. “I’m sorry. I’m not trying to insult you. I meant to say something else and it just came out wrong. I know that you love her. I know that you’ve been trying really hard this last year. Arthur and I both really appreciate it. I know that it’s not easy to change, and I respect you for admitting you were wrong and trying to make it up to Arthur. He really does need you.”

Uther gripped Merlin’s shoulder. “Thank you…son.”

~*~

“Where’s my Ella?” Ganieda cooed at Arthur.

Arthur rolled his eyes. “I’m not sure where any Ella is. But I can tell you where my daughter Raphaella is.”

This had become kind of a running joke between Arthur and Ganieda. The nickname was a pet peeve of Arthur’s (If we had wanted to name her Ella, that’s what we would have done) and Ganieda liked annoying him by calling her that constantly. And it wasn’t just Ganieda. Gwaine insisted on keeping up the Brave joke by sometimes calling her Merida. Even Gwen would often call her Rapunzel, due to her extremely long, straight hair.

Ganieda grinned. “Where is my beautiful niece?”

Arthur pointed to a spot over Ganieda’s shoulder. “She’s dancing with your beautiful boyfriend.”

Ganieda turned around and put her hand over her heart. Gwaine had Raphaella in his arms and had one of her hands in his, pretending to lead, while he danced around with her. “Isn’t he precious?”

“That’s one word for him.” Arthur joked.

Ganieda laughed. She sat down beside Arthur. Looking over at Uther and Merlin, Ganieda grimaced. “It looks kind of serious over there.”

Arthur shrugged. “It looks a little tense. But I’ve seen my father look more uptight when he’s accidentally stumbled upon pop songs on the radio. I think they’ll be ok.”

Ganieda laughed. She grinned when Uther and Merlin shook hands. Merlin smiled broadly at the man. Ganieda took Arthur’s hand. “Thank you.”

Arthur looked at her, furrowing his brow. “What for?”

“Look at my brother. I swear it looks like he’s floating. I’ve never seen him so happy and it’s because of you.”

“It’s been my pleasure.”

Ganieda squeezed Arthur’s hand. Before she could say anything, she looked over his shoulder and squealed in delight. “They’re so adorable!”

Arthur glanced behind him and smiled instantly. Gwaine was walking over slowly, holding Raphaella’s hand as she tottered over slowly. She was looking up at Gwaine and giggling. She adored him. Arthur always said he thought it was because Gwaine was the only one who could decipher Raphaella’s babbling.

Gwaine picked her up as he got to them. “Someone wanted to see her daddy.”

Arthur stood up. “Is that right? Did you want to see daddy?” He stroked her red hair. She nodded. He took her out of Gwaine’s arms and sat down with his daughter. He smoothed out her white dress with green ribbon in the middle. “Everyone says you look so pretty.” Raphaella babbled excitedly.

“She knows and obviously agrees.” Gwaine “translated.” Ganieda grinned. She grabbed his face and kissed him “What was that for?”

“You’re being so lovely; I thought you deserved a kiss.”

“I like that kind of logic. If I continue being lovely, what else are you going to give me besides a kiss?” Gwaine leered.

Arthur cleared his throat. “Child present.”

Ganieda and Gwaine rolled their eyes. “You spoil all the fun” Gwaine pouted.

“It’s bad enough I have to deal with listening to your gross come ons, Raphaella shouldn’t have to as well.” Arthur looked at the couple before him. Ganieda was looking at Gwaine adoringly and Gwaine was running his hands up and down her back, smiling at her. “So…Lance and Gwen are married. So are Merlin and I. I suppose that just leaves you two.”

Gwaine turned to look at him. “Your point?”

“Nothing.” Arthur feigned innocence. “Just wondering when you’re going to make an honest woman out of my sister.”

“First of all Arthur, I don’t need anyone to make an honest woman of me. Gwaine and I are doing just fine with our current arrangement. Secondly, aww you called me your sister. That’s so sweet.”

Arthur grinned. “It’s how I’ve always thought of you. Now, it’s official.” Ganieda ran over and kissed his cheek. Arthur leaned over and whispered. “You mean to tell me you’ve never thought about it?”

“I never said that.” She looked over at Gwaine, who was watching Lance and Gwen dance. “Let’s just say don’t make any plans for August 15, 2014.” She looked at him knowingly, trying to suppress a grin.

“I’ll make sure we save the date.” Arthur winked at her.


~*~

“Baba.” Raphaella babbled.

Arthur knelt in front of her. “Can you say ‘daddy’, Raphaella?” He pointed to himself. “Daddy?”

Merlin laughed behind him. He kissed the top of Arthur’s head. “Stop pressuring her, Arthur.”

“I’m not pressuring her.” Arthur sputtered indignantly. “I’m just trying to help her progress with her vocabulary.”

“She doesn’t have a vocabulary.”

“Exactly.” Arthur said as if that explained everything.

Merlin picked up Raphaella. “Isn’t daddy silly?” Raphaella blew a raspberry at him. “I couldn’t have said it better myself.”

“Where are you going?” Arthur asked as Merlin started to walk away.

“I have a surprise for you.” Merlin called back. He took Raphaella over to Uther. “Do you want to see your grandfather?” Raphaella giggled and hid her face behind her hair. Merlin placed her in Uther’s arms.

“Hello, sweet girl.” He pulled Raphaella’s hair away from her face and used her hair to play peak-a-boo with her. Raphaella laughed.

Merlin walked to the stage upfront and picked up a microphone. “Hello. If I could have everyone’s attention please?” Everyone slowly stopped their conversations and those on the dance floor stopped dancing. “If everyone could have a seat please. And Arthur come up here. I have a surprise for my husband.”

Everyone started to take a seat as Arthur made his way up to Merlin. Arthur was beaming, ridiculously giddy over Merlin’s use of the word ‘husband.’ It was the first time he’d referred to him that way and Arthur felt overwhelmed by how natural it sounded and how happy he was. When Arthur got up to the stage, Merlin took his hand.

“I think everyone here knows that I have been working for the last couple of years on a documentary about Arthur and his struggle with cancer and his pregnancy and the birth of our daughter, Raphaella. It also deals with the first year of her life and Arthur’s new cancer support and research center, Camelot. Well, I’ve finally finished editing it.” Arthur turned to him in surprise. He knew Merlin got all the footage he needed, but not that he had the finished project all done. “I’m not going to show the whole thing to everyone yet. I want my husband to be the first one to see it, but I put together some highlights and would like to show them to you.”

Everyone clapped excitedly. Merlin turned to Arthur and gave him a quick kiss, before nudging him to take a seat. Merlin set up a screen in front. He ran over and collected Raphaella from Uther and sat down beside Arthur with their daughter in his lap. He turned around and indicated to Gwaine in the back to start the digital projector. Arthur clasped Merlin’s hand as the screen filled with Merlin’s face.”

“Hi. I just wanted to give everyone a little preview of my documentary. The period of time that this covers has been the most intense and rewarding period of my life. There are moments here that I laughed until my sides ached. And then...there were the times that I thought the sadness would break me. But I don’t regret it...not a single moment. We have a beautiful, smart, and wonderful daughter. And I am now married to the only man I’ve ever loved or will ever love. I want everyone to see this and know what a brave, infuriating, funny, smart, and thoughtful man that he is. I want everyone to be inspired by him, the way he inspires me every day. This is for you, Arthur.”

Merlin looked over at Arthur. Arthur was squeezing his hand tightly. His bottom lip was quivering, as tears streamed down his face. He nodded shakily at Merlin. Merlin’s smile was warm as he wiped Arthur’s tears. “I love you, too.”

Merlin watched Arthur as he watched the screen. He loved being able to see the different emotions flitting across Arthur’s face. Merlin gripped Raphaella a little tighter and Arthur grabbed her hand when they watched Arthur’s first ultrasound and heard her heartbeat for the first time. Arthur cringed when Merlin documented his whining about growing breasts. And turned and glared at Merlin when there was an up close view of said breasts. Arthur looked just as exhilarated watching his first helicopter ride as he had been when it happened. Everyone had a good laugh watching Gwen take Arthur maternity clothes shopping. Merlin wondered how Arthur didn’t sprain his eyeballs with the number of times he rolled his eyes.

Arthur knew it was coming but closed his eyes briefly when his chemo treatment was shown and then how sick he got. Merlin rubbed circles in his back. Arthur smiled tightly at him to let him know he was ok. As if she knew what was coming, Raphaella started to babble excitedly just before they watched Arthur and Merlin in the delivery room. Arthur kissed the top of her head. “This is when you and your daddy save me.” Raphaella reached for his face and he kissed her fingers as he looked up at Merlin. As the screen faded to black everyone cheered and clapped. Arthur leaned over and kissed Merlin tenderly. “Thank you.”

“Did you really like it?”

Arthur was surprised at how nervous Merlin looked. “You’ve done a wonderful job, Merlin. It was beautiful. I can’t wait to see the entire film. My husband is very talented.” He kissed Merlin again.

“Could I have everyone’s attention please?” Gwen announced. Everyone turned to her. “I too have a surprise for my new husband.”

“Really?” Arthur said dubiously. “I don’t see how she can possibly top your surprise.”

Merlin grinned devilishly. “You may be surprised.”

“What do you know?”

Merlin shrugged, feigning innocence.

Gwen continued. “While I love all of you, there has been one guest at this wedding who is especially close to my heart.” She grabbed Lance’s hand. “While it didn’t get to see everything, I think it had the best seat in the house.” She smiled and placed Lance’s hand on her stomach.

There were several gasps in the audience right away, but it took poor Lance several beats to put it together. When it finally clicked, Lance’s eyes bulged comically. “You’re...”

“I’m pregnant!” Gwen squealed. Lance gaped at her briefly, before grinning broadly and sweeping her into his arms. There was more clapping and others crowded the happy couple.

Arthur turned to Merlin. “Ganieda?”

Merlin chuckled. “No, Gwen told me.” He bounced Raphaella on his knee. “Aren’t you excited, Raphaella? You’re going to have a new little cousin to play with. But don’t worry, you’ll always be the cutest.” Arthur nodded. They got up to congratulate the new parents to be.

~*~

There wasn’t a single person who could hear Raphaella’s laugh and not either melt into a pile of goo and/or start grinning, too. Everyone’s eyes were drawn to Arthur and Merlin as they danced with their daughter to Natasha Bedingfield’s “Love like This.” Every time Arthur dipped her she would giggle uproariously. When a song lyric said “put one finger in the hair” Merlin lifted up her little finger and rocked side to side. Everyone was laughing and clapped when the song finished. Merlin peppered Raphaella’s face with kisses. He walked over to where Gwen and Lancelot were seated. Lancelot had his arms wrapped around her, whispering into a giggling Gwen’s ear.

Gwen looked up at the two of them and her grin spread impossibly wider. “Hi. You three were putting on quite an adorable show.”

“It’s hard not to be cute with a face like this.”

“I know. I just want to pinch her cheeks all the time.” Gwen said.

“I was talking about me.” Merlin teased. Gwen rolled her eyes slightly and Lance laughed. “Would you mind holding Raphaella for a few minutes?”

“Of course not. I never mind getting to spend time with my favorite girl.”

Merlin grinned as he placed Raphaella in Gwen’s arms. “Better not let Ganieda here you say that.” Gwen smiled. “I guess you can consider this practice now.”

Gwen nodded. “That’s true.”

“And Arthur said he’d be willing to lend you some of his old maternity pants. We’ve just been using them as couch covers.”

Gwen and Lance burst out laughing, startling Raphaella. Gwen put her arms around her. “Sorry, baby. Your dad is too much sometimes.” Gwen shook her head and looked at Merlin affectionately. “Thank you for the offer. But I think when the time comes we’ll get new maternity clothes. Besides, you may want to hang on to it. Perhaps you and Arthur will want a brother or sister for Raphaella.”

Merlin looked down, fidgeting with his hands. “Maybe.”


~*~

Arthur watched Merlin talking to the DJ. The man nodded his head quickly and Merlin turned around and walked towards Arthur purposefully. When he got to him, Merlin took his hand and led him to the dance floor. There was some feedback as the DJ spoke into the microphone. “If everyone could step off the dance floor. Merlin would like to share a dance with his husband to a special song that is close to both their hearts.”

Arthur quirked his eyebrow at Merlin, a question clearly written in his expression. Merlin didn’t say anything, just looked steadily into Arthur’s eyes. The soft melody of a piano started and Arthur recognized it instantly. He bit his lip as Ingrid Michaelson’s version of “Can’t Help Falling in Love with You” began to play. Merlin took the lead and they began to sway gently. Arthur squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. “How sentimental of you, Merlin. “

“You’re such a girl.”

“You’re such a girl.” They said simultaneously. After a beat they both laughed.

“Do I know my husband or do I know my husband?” Merlin declared smugly.

Arthur rolled his eyes, but couldn’t hide his smile. “Yes, you do.” He laid his head on Merlin’s shoulder as they continued to dance.

“Since I know you so well, I can assume I know what you’re going to say to this. But I was wondering what you would do if I told you I was pregnant?”

Arthur stepped on his foot.

“Ow!” Merlin yelled. “I suppose I should have seen that coming.”

“I’m sorry.” Arthur said distractedly. He grabbed Merlin by the shoulders. “But did you say that you’re pregnant?”

“No. I said ‘what would you do if I told you I was pregnant.’ I’m not pregnant.” Merlin clarified.

Arthur looked to the skies and exhaled a long breath. “Thank God!” He looked at Merlin, hitting him lightly on the arm. “Next time, lead with that please. You scared me.” He was already starting to sweat a little.

Merlin nodded sadly. “I guess I have my answer.” The subject of more children wasn’t something they’d really broached before. Raphaella’s conception was such a surprise and raising her had taken all of their focus and energy. Merlin knew that either of them getting pregnant was a possibility and had taken precautions against that happening after Raphaella was born.

Arthur looked at Merlin in confusion. He waited until Merlin met his eyes again. “What does that mean?”

“I just didn’t expect you to be so relieved. Would getting pregnant be such a bad thing? I know that having Raphaella has been quite an adjustment, but we’ve managed to handle it. If there was another baby, we could handle that, too.”

Arthur looked taken aback. “Yes, we’ve managed to adjust Merlin. But it’s still a struggle every day. We’re both so busy and Raphaella’s changing every day. It’s hard to keep up with. Throwing another child on top of that would...it just wouldn’t make sense. Honestly, do you want another baby right now?”

Merlin thought about it and finally sighed. “No, not right now. But I want to know that it’s a possibility for the future. I want more kids eventually. I want to know if you want that, too.”

Arthur smiled. He drew Merlin close to him. “Look at our daughter.” He pointed over to where Raphaella was being cooed over by Ganieda, Gwen, and Uther. Merlin looked at her and a slow smile spread across his face. “We made something that is so perfect, of course I want to do it again. But I would like to be more prepared next time. I want us to have more time together and to make sure that we give Raphaella the attention she deserves before we add to the family. Do you understand?”

Merlin looked back at him and nodded. “Yes. That does make sense.” He buried his face in Arthur’s shoulder. “I’m sorry for overreacting.”

Arthur stroked his hair as they started to dance again. “It’s alright.”

“I think maybe I’m just trying to find something else to focus on since the movie’s over. I don’t know what I’m going to do next.”

Arthur pursed his lips as he thought about it for a moment. “Well, we’ve worked on my list. Perhaps we can get started on yours.”

“Perhaps...” He grinned devilishly at Arthur. “Do you know the first thing on my list?”

Arthur shook his head.

“I want to see my husband go skinny dipping on our honeymoon.”

Arthur grinned back at Merlin. “I think that can be arranged.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

Merlin put his arms around Arthur’s neck. “Oh, this list thing is going to be fun.”

Arthur laughed, kissing Merlin soundly. He couldn’t agree more.