Rescues weren't the only thing heating up. But for a man whose job it was to save the world, Scott didn't have time for this.
They always knew there would be a cost to International Rescue. They just never realised how high it would be.
Sometimes, the rescues go without a hitch. The danger emerges after they are home.
They knew a storm was coming in. So why for the love of Camelot did Arthur insist on going hunting in it?
Gordon doesn't often get to look after one brother, let alone two.
Grief was weighing heavily on them all as they returned to Camelot. But Merlin knew it was something more than just loss that was causing the cold to seep into his bones. Set after 4x02.
They had made it back from Camlann. Now a conversation needed to happen that Merlin didn't think he would ever be ready for.
Arthur was insufferable at the best of times, let alone when he was sick.
Fixing fuses should have been easy. Then again, things were never easy with a Tracy. Household chores were never complete without a little teasing and a heart to heart on the side. And of course, apple pie.
Someone was out to protect the servants. Merlin didn't think he would have ever guessed at who it was.
He wasn't supposed to be the one left behind, watching and listening as space stole two brothers and a storm took a third.
Arthur had already shown his superior skill with weapons. Merlin didn't see why he needed to be dragged down to the training field again.
Merlin knew that Gwen was working with Morgana. But somehow, he had to persuade Arthur of that fact. He knew it wouldn't be easy.
There is an unwelcome surprise waiting for the boys. One John didn't think he would have ever been ready to face, even with warning.
Even the most advance machinery is sometimes beaten. It just takes a little intuition to get the job done.
After all these years apart, Merlin didn't think he would see Arthur again. But when the Prince of Camelot falls dangerously ill, Merlin may be the only one who can help. Final part/sequel to The Lost Prince and The Lost Warlock .
He saw her standing there and just knew he had found his queen.
A blackout of communication is a father's worst nightmare.
There were times when getting dressed properly was just too much effort. Happy Birthday, Bee!
Sometimes, Virgil really did know his big brother too well.