Hello. new story for all you readers and lovers of robin hood!! im working on he would move heaven and earth now so this is like a preivew for all of you...i am going to write more of this but i need your feedback to tell me if its any good or if i should continue...this is set series 2 episode 13...but there are very different twists and turns and the end of series two is nothing like this the writers would be kicking me sensless for this...but i do not own robin hood BBC so its not an issue

Love Leads Us Home

Chapter one: The End is the Beginning

"I love Robin Hood!" Marian screamed defiantly.

Guy pointed his sword at her with fear and anger in his eyes. She held her hands upwards with a smile on her face as she backed away from Guy.

As she faced Guy bravely her love, her life, her everything, Robin Hood, was on his way to her side. Robin had realized that it was dangerous to leave her alone after they had just reunited.

Stupid of you too. You should have never left her!

Robin raced through the Arabian city and soon found Marian with her hands up practically laughing at Guy's disgruntled face. Robin looked from his beloved to his enemy. He was not sure that she was going to get out of this mess. Not by herself at least…

"Gisborne!" he screamed racing into the clearing with terror in his eyes and his sword drawn. He was prepared to fight Gisborne to the death, if necessary. But Guy had other ideas for the future. These ideas, rather plans, did not include Robin Hood. But they did include Marian. Well…they had included Marian…until now when he knew the truth.

Robin stood beside Marian holding her tightly. "Mind if I break up the party?"

Marian smiled at him and her heart fluttered in her stomach as he held her close to his chest.

Guy stared dumbly from Robin to Marian. He tried breathing. He shook his head. "No!" he whispered. "No. It cannot be..."

"'Fraid it is," said Robin haughtily.

Marian, with newfound bravery, stood in front of Robin protectively. She did not believe that Guy would harm her. Even if she was with Robin Hood…and at that moment, as she felt Robin's warm breath on the back of her neck, she did not care what Guy did to her.

"I'm going to marry Robin Hood."

Suddenly everything began to move in slow motion around Robin. He saw Guy's eyes flair with rage. He saw how Guy raised his sword, planning to put it into Marian's chest.

And Robin Hood did not think. He closed his eyes and, with all of his strength, shoved Marian to the ground. Guy's blade was already halfway to its destination and Guy was too consumed with revenge to see that his blade was not slicing through Marian's white dress, but Robin Hood's tunic.

When the blade was wedged into Robin's stomach, time continued to travel its normal rate. He groaned and guy looked down to see Robin slowly and wordlessly fall to the ground. Guy was shocked as he gazed down at his fallen enemy.

Then he saw Marian gasp and rush over to Robin's side. There were tears in her eyes as she bent down lovingly to gaze at her fiancé.

"I…I." Guy was at a complete loss for coherent words or sentences. He had always imagined a glorious killing of Robin Hood. But this…this was not what he had envisioned at all.

Marian winced as she heard his regrettably familiar voice. She spun her head upwards to face Guy. There was venom in her usually warm eyes.

"Go!" she spat.

He obeyed and ran away to look for the sheriff.

When Guy was gone, Marian stroked Robin's hair and then took a look at the sword lodged inside her love's chest.

"Will! Much! Djaq! John! Allan! Help me!"

Within minutes of hearing her cry the gang was by her side tending to their fallen leader and hero. But the leader only had eyes for Marian. He smiled up at her with all the love in his eyes. The pain was unbearable but he fought through it just to gaze at her.

Much and John stared at Robin from a distance. They were not sure what to do.

"Oh my God," said Much crossing himself.

"This," said John quietly, "I do not believe."

Will and Djaq were examining the wound carefully trying to see if it was possible to save Robin.

And Allan?

The newest member of the gang stood apart from the others and looked on. He hugged himself. Allan could have joined John and Much but he felt out of place beside them as much as if he were helping Djaq and Will. Though the gang had accepted his return, he still felt like an outsider. And now Robin was dying right before their eyes…and Allan was at a loss.

He looked at Marian. He watched how her curls bounced up and down as she cradled Robin. He smiled at the sweet scene before him.

How can she be so brave? Her love is dying…she is forced to watch her die and yet she still smiles at him with a heart full of love.

Marian however was not as brave as Allan guessed. She, unlike Djaq, did not need to look at the position of the sword to comprehend the fatality of it.

"I love you," she said holding Robin's hand in hers.

"I know," he said with a light chuckle, "I heard you telling Gisborne all about it."

Tears fell from Marian's eyes to Robin's cheeks.

"Did it start raining in the deserts of the Holy Land?" asked Robin.

Marian shook her head and bent closer to Robin. She kissed him on the lips tenderly.

"It is not so good is it?" he whispered knowingly in his love's ear.

Marian did not answer. She looked back at the gang. Will, Djaq, even Allan, had joined Much and John. They were holding each other together in one big embrace. She beckoned for them to come one at a time to say goodbye.

Djaq, bravely, went first. She knelt beside Marian and looked down at Robin.

Robin reached up his hand to take her hand in his. "It has been an privilege to fight beside such a brave woman."

Djaq sniffed. "It has been an honor to fight beside a brave Christian."

Robin smiled and let go of her hand.

Next John came and knelt by Robin's side. He held back unshed tears. "Today," he cleared his throat, "is a good day…" He found he could not finish for the words were caught in his chest.

"To die," Robin finished it with a deep breath. He looked up at John thoughtfully. "You, I will miss."

Will was next. He quickly said, "I am glad to have fought by your side."

"You are a strong man Will," said Robin as Will stood up to join the others.

Then Allan came to kneel beside Robin. He was not wearing his usual smile. Robin looked up at him with sadness and regret clearly written in his deep green eyes. "I am sorry we gave you a hard time of it my friend."

Allan shook his head and let a tear escape. "I am sorry to have ever turned traitor. I wish I could give it back—"

Robin shook his head cutting Allan off. "You are here now. That is all that is important to me."

Lastly Much knelt by his best friend. His eyes overflew with tracks of tears. "Robin," he whispered, "Robin I…I…love…" And he, like John before him, found he could not find the words to finish the sentence.

And like before Robin understood the meaning perfectly. "I know Much. Me too. You are already a much braver and better man than I could ever hope to be."

Much wiped away his tears with his sleeve and stood up. He walked over to the rest of the gang and they all stood back to let Marian say goodbye.

At first the lovers did not speak. But Marian broke the silence.

"You are dying for me."

Robin smiled and shook his head. "For England love."

"You pushed me away from the blade."

"Well," said Robin casually, "when you put it like that…"

"Why?" she asked cutting him off.

Robin sighed and bit his lip. "Because I could not live if I lost you."

Marian cried. "What? And you think I can survive now? Without you?"

"You are Robin Hood!" he said, "you will all keep fighting…for England…and for me."

Marian shook her head. "Robin, we…I cannot fight with you! England needs you!"

Robin reached up to stroke her cheek. "I love it when you look at me in anger."

Marian groaned. "I love you."

Robin nodded. "Let's get married."

Marian raised an eyebrow. "Now?"

Robin smiled bitterly. "I want this to be the last thing I ever do on this earth."

So Marian called King Richard over to oversee the ceremony and rings of promise and love were exchanged. As Robin watched this take place he realized that there was so much he still wanted to do and to be…but it seemed that he was being rudely and abruptly torn away from the earth too young.

Marian spoke Robin's thoughts. "We should have been granted more time, my darling."

But though Robin agreed, he did not want to scare his lady. "We have, forever, my love."

Marian kissed his passionately on the mouth. When she parted from him she bent close to his ear and whispered, "I love you, my husband."

Robin let a tear roll down his cheek and sink gracefully into the sand. "I love you, my wife."

With his last strength, Robin took the sword in his hands and lifted it out of his chest. He screamed and Marian held him in her arms trying to sooth him in his last minutes of life.

Darkness was closing in on Robin. All he could see were two sparkling blue eyes. He smiled at them. "I shall see you again."

Then he closed his eyes to the world and took a final breath.

"Robin? Robin!" Marian screamed hugging Robin's body close to her body.

"ROBIN!"

Her screams of pain and torture seemed to resound throughout the entire Holy Land. Guy of Gisborne certainly heard them as he reached the sheriff's side. Guy was out of breath and panting when he saw Vasey upon his horse.

"Why all the rush Gizzy?" Vasey asked innocent of Guy's knowledge.

"Robin Hood," said Guy slowly, "is dead."

"For real this time?" asked the sheriff knowing full well how disappointing it was when he found that Robin was always alive.

Guy nodded. "I…I…killed him." Guy could still feel his hands and fingers shaking at the sound of her shrill voice commanding him to leave.

Vasey, oblivious to Guy's shaking, laughed. "Brilliant! I had a bit of luck myself Gisborne."

"What?"

The sheriff smiled proudly. "I killed that traitor of ours, Carter." Then he looked down at Gisborne thoughtfully. "You have done well. And you shall be rewarded." Then Vasey looked behind Guy, as if he expected someone to be at Guy's side.

"Where is the leper? I thought you were going to take her back with us."

Guy's stomach turned. "I shall when we return to England."

The sheriff shrugged. He did not disagree, now that Robin Hood was gone there was so much chaos and destruction that he could do at the wave of a hand. There were so many innocent villagers to torture and steal from now. The death of Robin Hood had opened up a whole new world for Vasey…and he was ready to explore it.

The two villans left the Holy Land on Vasey's swift horse. They had either ignored or forgotten about the rest of Robin's gang.

But, meanwhile, each outlaw swore to any god listening never to forget what the sheriff and Guy had done to their leader.

And Marian was still lying beside Robin's body. The gang did not know what to do. Then the king looked at Will and pulled him aside.

"He must be buried," instructed the king.

Will nodded. He rejoined the group to come together in a huddle.

"He must be buried," said Will relaying King Richard's instructions.

"She will not let go that easily," said Djaq thinking of how she would react if Will had…

Much nodded. "I could never…"

"And we cannot simply pry her off," said John. "So what are we to do?"

"I could try talking to her," suggested Allan.

All heads turned to their former enemy with shock.

Allan shrugged. "I know what it is like to lose the ones I love."

Will shook his head. "We all do Allan!"

"I'm not being funny but, do you lot have a better idea?"

They realized they did not so they let Allan approach the grieving widow. Allan's heart was beating fast as he put a hand on Marian's shoulder.

Though Marian felt his touch she did not look up at Allan nor did she acknowledge his presence.

"Marian?" he said softly. "You must let him rest."

Marian shook her head. "I can't…I won't…leave him."

"You must," said Allan. "He would not want this. He would want you to be strong, and to be brave."

Marian released her hold on Robin but continued to kneel over him and continued to look at him with sadness.

She hugged herself. "Why does it have to hurt so much? Why does it have to be so hard?"

Allan shrugged. "If it were not so hard, the moments of ease would not taste so sweet."

Would not taste so sweet? What the bloody hell are you doing speaking poetry to her?

"You need to stand up," he said aloud.

Marian stood up but still looked down at Robin.

Allan shook his head. "You need to look at me…at us…we will help you Marian. We will be your family now."

At this Marian hugged herself tightly, just as Allan had done, and turned around to face the rest of the world, the gang, and Allan standing before her. She put her arms around Allan in a sobbing embrace. Allan was a little unsure what to do at this moment. He felt rather odd and he also felt his heartbeat quicken.

"I miss him," she said into his ear.

Allan nodded. "I know."

Then Allan withdrew from the embrace and led her to the rest of the gang. They each had their own thoughts regarding Allan's behavior and the hug, but they pushed their thoughts aside to comfort Marian. Every member included Marian in a warm hug. They were absorbing her into the gang officially. She was now their family through and through.

King Richard watched the comforting from a distance. He did not feel like it was his place to intrude. Then, suddenly, he was approached by one of his men. The man, Sir Michael of Dickinson, walked up to his king with concern in his usually friendly eyes.

Richard raised a royal brow. "What is it Michael?"

Michael bit his lip. "We cannot find him."

"What?"

Michael went on, "When we were gathering the troops together we noticed he was missing. Couple of us went out searching for him. Sir Roger claims that he saw Carter slain by the sheriff."

"What is the problem?" said Richard. "Why the confusion in your eyes?"

Michael kicked at the dirt. "We could not recover the body there, because you called us to follow you. And after Sir Robin died, Sir Roger went back to retrieve Carter but…"

"But what Michael?" said Richard trying not to let his concern show visibly on his face.

"But when Sir Roger went back…he did not find the body, the body was gone!"

When the gang had hugged each other, kissed each other, and shared tears, they finally released one another. They had not listened to the King's conversation and had no idea that their comrade's body was missing. But, at that moment, thoughts of any other than Robin Hood were far from their mind.

Except for Djaq and Will.

They looked at each other guilty. They had wanted to stay in the Holy Land after saving the King and Marian. But now? What should they do?

They stepped aside from the rest of the gang to talk.

"I know you wanted to stay," said Will.

Djaq nodded. "But we cannot."

"Because of Marian?" asked Will though he already knew the answer to the question.

"Because of Marian," said Djaq, "Will, she needs us with her in England. Can you really imagine Marian, in the forest with just John, Allan and Much?"

Will was about to laugh at the thought when he said soberly, "Can you imagine Marian, living in the forest, without Robin?"

Djaq could not, and rightly so, for the very idea seemed impossible to everyone.

It was decided that they should all return home. Marian did not want to see the burial…and she did not want the gang to see it either. Marian went to the King with her hands by her side.

"Sire?" she asked timidly.

He nodded absentmindledy thinking about Carter. "Yes?"

"Can your men bury Robin?"

He smiled warmly at her and nodded. "Of course. They will dutifully bury their comrade in arms."

He motioned for Michael and a couple of others to carry Robin's body away to be buried safely. Marian wanted to follow the body but she knew she could not handle it. She could not handle seeing him be lowered into the ground six feet below the earth.

The gang joined her again to comfort her.

"What now?" she asked.

"We go," said John simply, "we go to England."

So they left the Holy Land in a daze of confusion and sorrow. They prepared a boat and each worked at setting it sail. They kept their hands busy with ropes and masts because if they stopped and thought, they would only think of him.

That is…except for one Allan-a-dale.

His thoughts were elsewhere. His thoughts were ones of guilt.

Yes he too thought of Robin, but he did not think of him the way the rest did. He closed his eyes and thought of Robin feeling shameful and guilty.

You stupid arse.

He was fixing the knots in the anchor when Marian walked by. The gang told her to get rest but she wanted to be usual. Otherwise her mind might wander back to him…

"Need help?" she asked.

He shook his head. "No. I've got it."

"Please?" she asked. "I need to do something. I cannot just lie down and dream…that doesn't help at all."

Allan understood. He nodded. "You can help me with these knots."

She dutifully did as he instructed. But all the while he watched her pull out knots his mind was wracked with bitter guilt.

You wretched arse. You have fallen for your best friend's girl!

As the ship was ready for sailing the gang left with heavy hearts and minds. Marian swore she would never return to such a godforsaken place. There was too much death in that land, holy though it may be. There was too much sadness and bitterness for her to ever venture there again.

Though death haunted young Marian's thoughts of the Holy Land, they were not entirely correct thoughts.

At that very minute a man opened his eyes in the Holy Land. A man, who should have been dead, was now granted the chance to breathe again. He stared up dumbly into the eyes of his savior. The savior smiled kindly at him. Though the man was dressed in Arabian clothes his skinned matched the confused Englishman.

"I should be dead!"

The stranger nodded. "Yes, I suppose you should be."

"You found me?"

The savior nodded. "I was able to save you, though the sheriff's blade cut you pretty well, I sewed you up good as new…except for the scar. But that comes with the saving."

"What?"

"Welcome to the new world Carter," said the savoir as he put a cool cloth on Carter's hot forehead. "I am Nathanial. And I have saved you from death. Now you need to help me."

Carter raised an eyebrow. "Why should I trust you?"

"Remember? I saved you."

"Fine, what can I do for you?" he asked Nathanial.

"You need me to find the body of Robin Hood," said Nathanial.

Carter said up in bed. "The body? Is he dead?"

Nathanial nodded.

"Why find the body?" said Carter feeling sick with grief. "Why not let him rest?"

Nathanial smiled mysteriously. "I did not let you rest under the earth."

"But I wasn't dead."

"Neither is Robin Hood."

Intreiged??? intrested?? thoughts and feelings even bad ones are much appreciated!!! i think this could be really intresting if you are willing to take a chance and read this