Merlin

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Stopping dead in his tracks seeing a much younger Merlin that the man he'd once known, Auther took a deep breath, counted to 10 in his head before speaking, "Fuck You Merlin!!!!!!!!! I am not getting involved with you again in any way shape or form. Leavy my Elysium, my people and most especially me alone. You may not remember how you fucked up my life and such since you are younger then when I last saw you, but I don't care!!!!!!!!!!" saying this Aurthur turned on his heel and walked back out of the kitchen at a quick pace.

As he entered the club area again Sam fell in step beside him. Seeing the pissed off expression on his face she remained silent and walk with him as he headed for the stairs leading into the private residence area of the building. Together they walked into his apartment, Aurthur crossed the room pulling a key out of his pocket. He opened the liquor cabinet, inserted the key into a lock and opened the false panel. He pulled out a very old bottle of Cognac, poured two glasses and handed one to Sam, "To long lost people we never want to see again." He drank the entire glass like it was a shot which was a testament to his temper as this was a bottle that he rarely opened and would slip slowly savoring the memories the scent and flavor would bring.

Sam sat in silence, sipping the drink like it was more precious to her than blood, waiting for Aurthur to decide if he was going to speak. They had been together for a long time, family to each other, bound by oaths of Magick and Blood. She would wait for him to be ready, there were few who had more patience than a vampire.