Title: Avalon’s Child
Fandoms: Torchwood/Merlin/Doctor Who
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Arthur/Merlin, Gwaine/Morgana, Doctor/Donna, Mickey/Martha, Tommy/Tosh, Owen/Katie, Rhys/Gwen, John/Suzie, TARDIS, Lancelot/Guinevere, pre-Rhys/Alice, Steven, Rhiannon, Myfanwy, Aithusa and Kilgharrah, Francine, Tish, David, Mica, Estelle
Summary: The moment they tried to kill him they brought forth a wrath unlike anything seen before. The 456 were easily defeated the moment Avalon became involved but now humanity must face the consequences of actions taken and not taken. The wrath of the dragons will be known as Jack must make amends for a single thoughtless moment that ruined what he had with Ianto or he will risk losing his other half.
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, Merlin or Doctor Who
Written for the Dragon Big Bang Round 1
Art by: rubystandish see more here
Long ago in ancient times, magic and mortals were not separated under the rule of the last Great King. Those with magic were free to be themselves and not live in fear of being hated for their gifts. In those times man and magic walked hand-in-hand but as man began to fear and hate, all those blessed with magic were hunted down until very few were left and those who were hid themselves away.
Until the king of legend rose and took the throne and once again magic was accepted. It helped that the king's lover and consort was one of the most powerful magic users ever to live, and his half-sister also had strong magic flowing through her veins.
But despite the fact that magic was once again thriving, slowly mankind was losing belief in magic. Magic was dying; there was no denying the fact.
The Great Dragon Kilgharrah let out a mournful sigh. He could feel it; he and Aithusa were all that was the left of magical creatures for all those who could have retreated to Avalon. But still there was a small glimmer of hope, the child born of the last Great King and the greatest of all the wizards ever known. This child would usher in the new era of magic and the return of the dragons.
Merlin could taste something different in the air. What was once vibrating with the feel of magic had grown bitter and plain. Just as he could see that the trees no longer danced on the breeze as fairies flocked within their branches. Magic was leaving the world of man and he wondered what that meant for him and Morgana.
Morgana looked at Merlin with worry in her eyes. "You can feel it as I do. Our time on this plane is growing shorter as the days grow longer."
Merlin nodded his head. He did indeed feel it. Times were changing and along with it so was man’s belief in magic. “I hear Avalon calling us; it won’t be long till we join them.” That thought saddened him. He wasn’t ready to leave Arthur but knew that neither of them were long for this world.
Morgana felt a similar sadness. She wasn’t ready to leave Gwaine, not when they had finally stopped dancing around their feelings for one another and admitted their deep attraction to one another. Everyone knew that it was Gwaine who pulled Morgana back from the edge of darkness; the cocky knight was the one who refused to let her surrender to the darkness that threatened to consume her. She still felt shivers wrack her body as she recalled how Gwaine had stalked towards her with eyes blazing, and told her, to stop being such a daft woman and see what is right before her. That she wasn’t as alone as she thought, that she had people who loved and cared for her. Then he proceeded to give her a kiss full of love, lust and belonging that it robbed her of all thought and breath.
Of course they were dragged back to Earth by Arthur’s enraged demands of Gwaine to get his filthy hands off his sister before he cut them off.
“What does Kilgharrah have to say? Surely he must know what is happening.” Morgana’s own beloved Aithusa hadn’t been able to offer her much but the fact that magic was indeed leaving the world of man.
Merlin shook his head sadly. “Kilgharrah hasn’t been the same since he felt the last of the magical creatures leave for Avalon. We need to tell Arthur and Gwaine, they need to know what is happening. I think Arthur is already beginning to suspect something.” Once they’d finally admitted their love for one another, much to their friends’ and the kingdom’s delight, a bond had formed between them and Merlin could no longer hide anything from Arthur who promptly pointed out that Merlin was a horrible liar and Merlin in return reminded Arthur of just how long he’d managed to hide his secret that he had magic.
A sad sigh escaped Morgana’s lips. “They are not going to take this well.” She didn’t need her visions to know just how bad her brother and lover were going to handle this little piece of news.
Merlin sighed. It wasn’t going to be a pretty sight, knowing his lover like he did Arthur would try to be the hero he was and find a way to keep Merlin and Morgana with them. ‘Or he and Gwaine will lock us in our rooms with armed guards standing watch.’ Yes, that seemed to be what Arthur most likely would do.
Merlin offered his arm to Morgana. “It seems like we have put this off long enough. Let’s go tell them and watch Arthur’s head nearly explode as he tries to figure out a way to save us.”
Morgana couldn’t help but giggle at the long suffering look on Merlin’s face. The poor man had experienced more than his fair share of some of Arthur’s slightly more crazy plans. “You think he’s going to lock you in your chamber again?” After Arthur learned all the dangers Merlin had put himself into in his attempts to keep Arthur safe, the blond-haired King had locked Merlin in their chambers for a week with himself in them as well. One week later an extremely satisfied Arthur and embarrassed Merlin had emerged from their chambers.
To Morgana’s delight Merlin blushed and looked so adorable as he smiled shyly like he always did when thinking of Arthur. “Come on, let’s go collect our dragons. I think having them around may help for Gwaine and Arthur to see just how serious this is.” Morgana’s eyes softened. “And give them the strength to tell them we are not long for this world.”
Merlin knew this news was going to break four hearts tonight.
As her arm slipped into Merlin’s offered arm Morgana gasped as a vision came to her.
Sweat lined Merlin’s forehead as he glared at Arthur, “Next time you can carry the magical baby!” He snarled at his lover.
A pale and shaky Arthur nodded his head. “Whatever you say, my love.”
Guinevere and Gaius exchanged knowing smiles and looks at how terrified Arthur was of a hormonal Merlin as were all the knights. Of course given that they had to deal with both Merlin and Morgana being pregnant at the same time had everyone walking on edge, the two very powerful magic users’ hormones had been all over the place and no one dared to cross them.
Arthur's face contorted in pain as Merlin tightened his already bone crushing grip as another contraction hit. "We are never having sex again!" Merlin snarled, his eyes flashing amber as he struggled to breathe.
Gaius couldn't help but snort at the absolutely stricken look on his King's face. "Oh that is nothing compared to the threats that Morgana had given Gwaine during the birth of their child. I do believe she said something, several times, about removing his manhood. So, compared to Gwaine, sire, you have gotten off easy."
Guinevere bit back a smile. She had heard her lady's threats to Gwaine and it had been clear that Morgana's evil side had made an appearance during the birth of their child. Guinevere had made sure to file away some of those threats for when she had her and Lancelot's child.
Gaius smiled at Merlin. "The time has come to deliver your son." Gaius could feel the magic humming in the air, Kilgharrah and Morgana were right; this child was destined for great things.
Gaius was thankful that it wasn't a hard spell to do, what with Morgana still recovering from only giving birth a few days ago and Merlin in no shape to attempt to do magic. Arthur watched with concern and worry in his eyes as Gaius preformed the spell to deliver his and Merlin's son, the child that someday would return magic to the lands.
A baby with sparkling blue-grey eyes and purple dragon wings was the last thing that Morgana saw before she was pulled back from her vision.
"Morgana! Are you alright?" Merlin asked frantically as he supported Morgana's weight.
A bright smile appeared on Morgana's face as she nodded her head. “Better than alright. Merlin, I saw a child, a child that you will carry, Merlin. Arthur’s child, and he will usher in the era when magic returns. Oh, Merlin, I’ve seen it; the dragons, they return.” Morgana’s eyes were full of light as she described her vision to Merlin.
Merlin’s hands found their way to his stomach. “A child?” Oh how Merlin wished he could give Arthur a child.
"I don't know how but magic will grant you your deepest wish of blessing you and Arthur with a child, the same time I will give Gwaine a child. For some reason though everyone was afraid of us." Morgana pouted playfully.
Merlin rolled his eyes fondly, a teasing smile on his face. "You have to admit that you are very scary when mad. Why do you think we always send Gwaine to deal with you?" It was true that Gwaine was the only one not afraid of Morgana's temper; well neither was Guinevere but she had enough sense to stay far away from Morgana when she was in one of her moods.
Morgana sniffled before grinning wickedly. "Well let's just say that Gwaine certainly enjoys getting me into a better mood."
Merlin made a face. "I so did not need to hear about yours and Gwaine’s sex life; it's like hearing about my sister's sex life."
Morgana rolled her eyes. "You've been hanging around Arthur too long; you're starting to sound like him."
"Thank you for the complement." Merlin smiled winningly at Morgana before turning serious again, "So I guess we have more time here before we are called to Avalon."
Morgana nodded, resting her head on Merlin's shoulder. "I guess so."
It didn't take long before Morgana's vision to come true. It even took Kilgharrah by surprise and Merlin knew he would never forget Arthur's reaction.
Kilgharrah titled his head as he gazed at Merlin. A strange scent was coming from the young warlock, and the same scent from Morgana. "Merlin, why do you smell like you are with child?"
Arthur blinked before staring opened-mouth at Merlin as his lover blushed. It was a smug looking Morgana that gave the answer. "The same reason I am. He’s with child."
A loud thump had everyone: Morgana, Merlin, the knights, Guinevere and Kilgharrah turning to see the limp form of Arthur on the floor. Gwaine blinked before smirking. "Did our brave leader just faint at the news that Merlin is pregnant with his child?" Oh, Gwaine was going to have fun reminding Arthur of this for years to come.
Leon raised an eyebrow. "Did you miss the part where Morgana said she was pregnant as well? Once that seeps in Arthur will want your head," he pointed out. Arthur was very protective over his sister and when Gwaine first started courting Morgana he had become Arthur's practice dummy.
Running Morgana's words back through his head it wasn't long till Gwaine joined Arthur on the floor. Morgana rolled her eyes. "Men."
Kilgharrah eyebrow rose as he addressed the other knights. "You are taking the news of Merlin being with child very well."
"After what we've seen this is one of the least strange things we've heard," Lancelot answered.
Guinevere favoured her lover with a soft smile. "That's right. Given all the wonderful and horrible things we've seen a child born from love is not the strangest but it is the most wonderful thing we've seen."
"What do we do about them?" Percival asked nodding towards his fallen king and fellow knight.
Morgana cocked an eyebrow. "It would serve them right if we just left the big babies there."
As Merlin nodded his head in agreement everyone knew that this was going to be a long nine months and wondered if they would survive what was to come.