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posted by greenmangoes
AN: I should be finishing my almost two-year-old fic for UB on tu Muses for abandoning me again!) but this just wrote itself out. (Goes to mostrar how obsessed I am with this pairing) Not quite sure if it’s cracky but it’s modern AU o maybe an RLF masquerading as modern AU LOL.
Arthur scowls at Gwen from across the room as she laughs heartily at something Merlin says. She’s laughing so hard that she needs to hold onto both Merlin and Gawaine’s arms as they both stand on either side of her. Although he tries mightily to catch a hint of what they’re laughing about, he’s...
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hola fanpop here is part 2 two my new fiction. I really hope tu read and review. And I hope tu enjoy this one. PS tu should read part 1 before lectura onto this one o it will not make any sense. Arthurlover7 (Cassidy)

Part-1 link

here is part 2

Later in the King and Queen's Chambers

"Uther?" I stepped in to see my husband sitting at the desk, head in his hands. "Uther honey." I tried again.
"Igraine tu should have seen it. Arthur was bestotic, defending a mai-"
"Her name is Guinevere hon. And I know I just finished talking to Arthur. And I don't think he is enchanted, I honestly think he has...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 18: link

    “Ssshhh, Merlin! Guinevere is probably sleeping,” Arthur whispers loudly as he stumbles through the door, Merlin at his elbow.
    “Yes, Sire,” Merlin says dutifully, not commenting on the fact that Arthur is the one making all the noise and that he has been quiet as a mouse.
    Merlin closes the door silently and helps Arthur undress. He’s not that far gone, but gone enough, Merlin observes, noting the king is still able to bend and remove his boots without tipping over.
    Arthur catches...
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Part 35: link

Who’s who:
Thomas Uther, 49, wife Sarah
Sons Arthur, 16, and Ryan, 12.

Grainne Vanora, 47, husband Tim
Daughters Jennifer, 15, and Rachel, 9.

Elliot Merlin, 41, wife Claudia
Son Mateo, 8.


June 22, 2013. Guinevere’s 75th birthday.
    “Hello, Baby,” Gwen says, tilting her cheek up to receive a kiss from Elliot.
    “Hi, Mom, happy birthday,” he says, bending to kiss her cheek.
    “Happy birthday, Grandma!” his eight-year-old son, Mateo, comes barreling in, hugging his grandmother.
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Part 34: link

A/N: I know tu all want me to go on forever with this story, and while it technically is possible, I just can’t. This chapter is a timeline of some significant events (not all, obviously) through history and how Arthur and Gwen react to them, leading up to the present-day epilogue.

Civil Rights Act of 1964, July 2 (small jump backwards)
    Arthur is sitting at the cocina table, lectura the newspaper, poring over the front-page news about the Civil Rights bill passing. Gwen is seated with him, eating her breakfast. Obviously this is a big deal for him in many...
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Part 33: link

    They mover August 22. The house was ready that Wednesday, but they officially moved in on Saturday. Gwen wanted to start bringing things over little por little, but Arthur put his foot down.
    “Guinevere, that’s why we’re hirin’ movers. Plus, you’re about ready to pop. You’ve been complainin’ for weeks that your hips hurt all the time. And what if somethin’ happens while you’re bein’ stubborn and carryin’ things?”
    “Then I’ll go to the hospital and have them call you,” she respuestas mildly,...
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    Gwen walks into her chamber and stops. She looks ahead at the mesa, tabla where a vase that had been empty a while hace is now filled with beautiful flowers. She looks down at her hands. She is holding fresh flores herself, but the ones in the vase are más beautiful. Looks like someone has beaten her to it.

    “Do tu like them?” someone asks from behind her, almost stunning Gwen.

    She whirls around and finds Arthur looking at her, smiling. She blushes and looks down.
    “Is that for me?” he asks her,...
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Part 32: link

    Gwen sits in a pew in the front, the only representative of the groom’s family, Arthur beside her, looking very handsome in his suit. Merlin sits behind them with Freya and the rest of their friends: Gwaine, Percy and Vivian, Leon and Mithian, and Duncan and Ezra and their wives.
    The maid of honor, Latoya’s younger sister Larissa, has just come up the aisle to stand beside Celia, and soon there are soft coos as a tiny flor girl makes her unsteady way forward. Gwen turns and looks, but she cannot see the child yet. She looks forward...
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A/N: Thanks must once again go to withkissesfour for editing this chapter. I would also like to dedicate this chapter to her as it was her birthday last week! Happy Birthday withkissesfour!



~Chapter 2~

Merlin’s shoulders are shivering. He feels incredibly cold.

Arthur notices this and laughs, “Why are tu always shivering like a little girl?”

Merlin gives him an annoyed look and is about to fuego back a retort when a fierce breeze sweeps past from the other direction towards Arthur. Now Arthur is shaking and Merlin can see a little fear rising in his blue eyes. And notices how quickly...
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Part 31: link

    Gwen is up early, too anxious and excited to sleep in. She takes a shower, comes back to their room, and sits down on the cama in her bathrobe, staring at the wall. A minuto later her head finds the almohada and she is falling back to sleep.
    Arthur wakes an hora later. He sees Gwen lying there, sleeping on parte superior, arriba of the covers in her túnica, albornoz and smelling freshly-showered. He shakes his head and chuckles at her. The clock says 8:12.
    Arthur goes to the bathroom, empties his bladder, and brushes his teeth. He hears his father...
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Part 30: link

    March 16, 1964. Arthur and Gwen arrived inicial from their honeymoon two days ago. Two blissful weeks in Hawaii, just the two of them. Gwen’s morning sickness had abated in late February, thankfully, so she was feeling healthy as can be, if a little tired, for the trip. They swam in the ocean. They saw Diamond Head, the Pearl Harbor Memorial, Hawaii Volcanoes National Park and countless beaches of different colored sand. They went to a luau and had roast pork that had been cooked on hot rocks in a hole in the ground. They tried poi. Arthur decided it was...
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I had the great opportunity to go to the expo with my friend. We left for Sydney on the Friday morning and attended the Expo on Saturday and Sunday. There were a lot of fans there, it's really amazing to see how many people actually amor Merlin.

We waited in line for the group shot and we were probably waiting for over an hour. We got told that we had to be very quick and not ask for hugs etc as the Merlin panel was meant to start soon as they were already running late.

Finally it was our turn and my friend tapped Tom on the shoulder (my friend is a huge fan of Tom's) and he recognized us straight...
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Part 29: link

    “Guinevere?” the nurse calls, looking at a folder on a clipboard. Gwen stands, Arthur trailing behind her, clearly feeling out of place in this particular office.
    “I’m sorry, sir, tu can’t go back there,” the nurse says to Arthur.
    “He can’t?” Gwen asks, furrowing her brow. “He’s my husband, I’d really like him to come…”
    “Oh! He is? Oh, I’m sorry…” the nurse answers, clearly flustered. She looks at the file. “Pendragon… oh, right,” she mutters,...
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Part 28: link

    Gwen stirs and wakes, blinking her eyes open. How did I get here? I remember leaving church, and that’s it. She looks down. I’m in my nightgown. Arthur’s arm is wrapped around her waist and she can hear him snoring softly behind her. She reaches back and puts her hand on his hip, feeling that he’s in his usual sleeping attire of underwear.
    One of the first things Gwen learned about Arthur after they were married is that the only reason he was wearing pajama pants to sleep at Gaius’ house was because he was around other people....
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    Arthur sits por the tent, sipping his water, when Merlin approaches him.
    “Penny for your thoughts?” Merlin asks, slapping Arthur’s shoulder and circling his friend around to stand facing him.
    Arthur looks up at Merlin and seems surprised. “Huh?”
    “You seem deep in thought …”
    “I am? I didn’t realize that,” Arthur says, drinking again.
    “You can lie to anyone Arthur, but not me. I know tu too well … what’s on your mind?” Merlin...
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Part 27: link

    “Gwen! tu got the results back?” Alice asked, her voice full of hope.
    “Yes, the nurse just called,” Gwen answered. “It’s positive.”
    “Oh, that’s wonderful!” Alice squealed, immediately excited. “Why don’t tu sound happy, dear?” she asked, realizing that Gwen is strangely silent on the other end.
    “I am, but… I’m a little overwhelmed. I wasn’t expectin’ to be, well, expecting so soon… Though I guess I really shouldn’t be surprised, what with the frequency...
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So many of tu may know (or not) that I'm going to Sydney to see Bradley,Eoin, Rupert and Tom at the Supanova Expo. I'm most likely going to go to the panels and such and would amor some suggestions of some preguntas I could ask. I already have one pregunta in mind and some others, but I'm so open to suggestions.

They can be Arwen related o not. Whatever tu would like to know, just write it down. I'm looking for some great, original, intelligent questions. Funny ones are also más than welcome!
Part 26: link

    “No, Mr. Alator, we don’t need financing, we intend to buy the lot outright. Yes, that’s correct.”
    Arthur taps his pencil on his calendar Monday morning as he listens to the land developer telling him that what he’s doing is very unusual.
    “Unusual, yes, but it’s possible. I have the funds, I assure you.”
    He picks a piece of egg out from under his fingernail. How did that get there? “Excellent. Today, if possible… The largest of the three lots, yes… Four o’clock?...
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Part 25: link

    “I’m sorry, Mr. Pendragon, I don’t know if I’ll be able to mostrar those houses to tu and your wife,” the realtor’s voice says over the phone. It’s clear he’s not exactly excited about speaking with Arthur.
    “Would tu care to be a little más specific, Mr. Borden?” Arthur asks.
    “Well, it’s a problem of… neighborhoods, tu see…” he starts uncomfortably.
    “Not any clearer.”
    “May I be blunt with you?” he finally says.
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 31: link

    Merlin leads Arthur through the woods to the large clearing where he generally rendezvous with Kilgarrah.
    “Where are we going?” Arthur asks.
    “Not too far.”
    “Will he be waiting for us there?”
    “No. I’ll have to call him. Um, summon him.”
    “How do tu do that?”
    “I just call him. In the dragon tongue.”
    Arthur stops walking. “You speak dragon.”
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