Title: Two Boys from Kansas in King Uther's Court, 7/7
Rating: pg-13, gen
Word Count: ~6.6K this part, ~36K total (eep!)
Warnings: here with part one. Takes place S1 Merlin, S1 SPN. Also, some hurt!Dean in this section....
Disclaimer: not mine, no profit.
a/n: a huge thank you to![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
calamitycrow for beta'ing the whole thing, along with sustained hand-holding, firm nudges to get the thing written, and assorted consults on things like Medieval wound care. You rock, bb!
a/n: a huge thank you also to anyone who's read part of this, or even *gulp* the whole thing. I never thought I'd actually write something this long, and while I wish it were better, it's been a blast, and an amazing learning experience, so, yeah, thank you!
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ala_tariel
Summary: The title pretty much says it all. And this:
“Thought we were doubling the watch tonight?” Dean said, after a minute.
“He nodded off.” Arthur gestured towards Merlin, who was indeed fast asleep, propped against his saddle, head canted back and mouth open. “Not used to hard marches. I’ll wake him in a bit.”
The darkness, or the isolation, or maybe what they’d seen together in the smallpox hut, seemed to have released Arthur from the shell of brusque arrogance he usually wore, and Dean could hear the warmth in his voice when he spoke of Merlin—a rough, protective affection that rang a chord in his own chest.
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Rating: pg-13, gen
Word Count: ~6.6K this part, ~36K total (eep!)
Warnings: here with part one. Takes place S1 Merlin, S1 SPN. Also, some hurt!Dean in this section....
Disclaimer: not mine, no profit.
a/n: a huge thank you to
calamitycrow for beta'ing the whole thing, along with sustained hand-holding, firm nudges to get the thing written, and assorted consults on things like Medieval wound care. You rock, bb!a/n: a huge thank you also to anyone who's read part of this, or even *gulp* the whole thing. I never thought I'd actually write something this long, and while I wish it were better, it's been a blast, and an amazing learning experience, so, yeah, thank you!
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ala_tarielSummary: The title pretty much says it all. And this:
“Thought we were doubling the watch tonight?” Dean said, after a minute.
“He nodded off.” Arthur gestured towards Merlin, who was indeed fast asleep, propped against his saddle, head canted back and mouth open. “Not used to hard marches. I’ll wake him in a bit.”
The darkness, or the isolation, or maybe what they’d seen together in the smallpox hut, seemed to have released Arthur from the shell of brusque arrogance he usually wore, and Dean could hear the warmth in his voice when he spoke of Merlin—a rough, protective affection that rang a chord in his own chest.
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