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Luckily for her, Allie has an actual, legitimate medical excuse for not talking to Miles about That Thing for at least a day, like the fact that she's barely conscious for most of them. She still feels kind of sick and exhausted, but better. The police told her there's not much they can do to find out who slipped a drug in her meal, but the Order's working on it.

In the meantime, Jen's basically redecorated her hospital room with more comfortable blankets and pillows and something like a hundred bouquets of flowers, having dragged along a few of her knights as muscle for setting things up. It takes an hour before Jen finally decides she's settled in enough to leave her alone, and even then, she knows that there's a few more Order members than usual keeping an eye on her hospital room.

She has a conversation to deal with, though, and she hugs her legs to her chest when Miles approaches. "Hey."

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He is more than a little weary when he approaches her . She kept avoiding his question about what the hell she was talking about. So when he approaches her now, he may be sulking a little. "So are we gonna do the taking thing or what?"

"Yeah." She bites her bottom lip. This is just Miles. She's about to have the most awkward conversation ever with him, but he's still Miles. "So you can stop making that face."

He rubbed his face and tried to take several deep breaths about it. "Okay." He took more deep breaths and sat back. "All right. Okay, so. Start from the beginning."

Okay. Okay.

"Last week, when I was studying, I drifted off or something. And then you were there. Merlin-you. He was... mid-twenties, I guess? And he asked why I summoned him. Apparently it's a thing past-me could do. And now-me, I guess."

"Why do you think I text you back so fast?" he asked, a little wry. Miles couldn't remember that time. Not clearly, at least. So asking him to remember that far back to if he saw Allie before, that was really stretching it. "Kay, go on."

"Um, so we talked for a while. I told him some of what's going on, and he suggested that maybe I was too stressed out, pretty much. Oh, and apparently I used to go to him for advice on how to, um, 'woo' Guinevere."

Which is still kind of hilarious, okay.

That part, he sort of remembers. "Great, so I gave you the birds and bees talk, medieval style. Just great. Great." Miles rubbed his temples a little. "So, what. You two had girl chat or something? That's cool. Not like I'm around or anything."

"It's not like I did it on purpose," she says, with a touch of annoyance. "And you hate 'girl chats'."

"Trying to figure out how you got to the kissing the other me. Not following so far. As far as I know, you ugys braided each other's hair or something," Miles replied easily.

"I just... did? It seemed like a good idea at the time."

And she's blushing again. Great.

"And nothing else happened?" He asked, a little dubious about all of this.

She's doing that thing again. The one where she looks like she's trying to hide under the covers or melt into the bed or something. "Not exactly."

He sighed. "Allie. I don't need to know the dirty details just...cliff notes would be good."

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Kings don't always get what they want, Allie

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I actually have a modern Merlin based on my Merlin

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yo dawg, i heard u like merlins.

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Not as much as I like mudkips

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why are you trying to rain on her awesome sex parade, Miles.

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Because of REASONS

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GRUMP GRUMP GRUMP what reasons

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He made sure to pick a point in the time stream when she would be safe at home once more. Merlin knew he was dealing with dangerous things but...he had to know. Was Allie all right?

So he waited until she returned from the hospital. He waited until she was tucked away in her own bed once again before reaching out to her.

This time, when she dreamed, she would see chambers truly fit for a medieval king. With Merlin waiting patiently by the fireplace for her.

...Okay.

Allie sighs when she sees him, a sheepish almost-smile on her face. Apparently, resting away from her Merlin troubles just isn't in the cards for her. "Sorry. Did I summon you again?"

He moved closer and touched her face, glad to see some colour in it again and her eyes focusing much better than before. He sighed and touched foreheads with her.

"I know I'm breaking all sorts of rules of nature and of magic to do this but this time I came to you on my own," he whispered. "I just needed to see if you were all right."

Oh. Oh, wow. There's a fluttering feeling in her chest, even as her heart wrenches in confusion and almost-dread. Like this is wrong.

"I'm okay. Resting it off, mostly."

"Good." Merlin kissed her nose and her cheeks before holding her tight. "Arthur has been saying that I'm being distracted too easily these days. Vivaine doesn't seem too fussed that she's taken on a few of my duties."

(Great. So now she's managing to screw up the mythical reign of King Arthur in two completely different millennia, not just the one.)

She manages another half-hearted smile. "Sorry."

He smiled kindly and kissed her nose. "Whatever for? Are you not King in your own right?" he teased.

"I guess."

She hasn't been feeling very kingly recently. Between the mess with Miles and recovering from being drugged, she's starting to wonder if she's even capable of bringing about the prophecy.

His joy faded into concern and Merlin tilled her chin up to look at him. "What's wrong?" he asked gently. "Is someone still after you? Are your knights so slow in the future that they could not figure out who the perpetrator was?"

Her gaze flickers off to the side.

"It's being worked on. In the meantime, I'm kinda confined to my apartment."

With way too much time to think about how badly she's handled things.

He kissed along her cheek and brought her gaze back to him. "Tell me what's wrong, Allie. It's much more than the poison that was in you. Isn't it?"

"Yeah."

And god, she's going to cry at this rate. He looks so sweet and so concerned, but she's stealing him away from the Arthur who needs him while she merrily sledgehammers her way through her relationship with Miles.