It was time to slumber.

Hours away, deep below, Bedivere rested in a font of dark water. While in the night his powers were supreme, in daylight he was no more than human. Being baptized in the dark waters would allow him to converse his strength and return to the night as its ruler. None knew the location of Camelot, due to Merlin's meddling and thus no one knew where Bedivere retreated from the day. Back in the states, he had found himself a residential building to draw water through the bath pipes to create his portal. He sank into the cold waters to emerge in even colder depths before returning to his watery coffin at Camelot. 

The order was given out to research the Purge and the limits of their technology, and more of a directive was to search out information of Varomere, the vampire as he noticed across the younger's chest displayed. Between the supernatural underworld and the British Intelligence, something was bound to appear by the stroke of next dusk.

Thus into a deep restorative sleep did Bedivere sink.