Djaq could feel Will's heart beating against her cheek as he slept. In the hull of the ship as they traveled to the Holy Land, Djaq and Robin were the only ones awake. Robin, most likely, because he knew this was where it ends. Either they stop the sheriff, or he wins. And, Maid Marian... Sir Guy of Gisborne and the Sheriff had taken her with them in chains as a captive. Her heart ached for what was happening.

"Robin?" she whispered.

He looked up, slightly startled. "Djaq, go to sleep." he said wearily.

"I cannot..."

"Yeah, me too."

"Gisborne would never harm Marian, you know this, yes?"

"No, I don't know... That is something that I cannot take for granted."

Suddenly, Will began twitching slightly in his sleep, a low moan escaping his lips. Djaq looked up at him, biting her lip at the anguish painted on his sleeping face.

"No... no..."

"Will." she said softly, shaking him gently. "Will, darling, wake up..."

"No... let her go..."

"Will." she said sharply, rousing some of the others to attention.

Breathing heavily, Will allowed his eyes to adjust to the dim light around them, finally focusing on his beloved. His arms instinctively went around her, and he began raining kisses on her face.

"Get a room." Much said grumpily.

"Sorry." Will said softly. "It's just... you were gone... The sheriff--"

"Sh-sh-sh. I am right here..."

Around this time, they felt a solid rocking of the ship, and then a "bump".

"Boys, I think we've hit land..."


After a bit of walking, they ended up at Sabamm's, a place where Djack had grown up. Somewhere they knew they could be safe... for the time being, at least. He gave them food and shelter for the night, and then led them to the King's camp. Unfortunately, the sheriff had spies everywhere, and had "warned" him of their coming; convinced him that Robin was a traitor. So, now, here they were, strung up to sticks, left to dehydrate in the hot, unforgiving sun. After hours of this torture, finally, the sheriff himself arrived, and dragged them down. Weakened, they could only fall to the ground from exhaustion. He ordered his men to shackle them all, and then leant down close to Robin's head.

"Hood, I could watch you die, but I haven't the time..." he hissed. "Besides, what would be the fun in that?"

"Isn't that what you've wanted all along?" Robin rasped caustically.

"Hmmm. I thought so, but, no... what I have in mind is much more... appealing... England shall be mine, and I want you to see it before you go to that great beyond... And, you shall watch my regin forever, as I'll use your head for the top of my secpter."

From his horse, the sheriff was able to watch the interactions between them, and he watched closely. He saw that carpenter Will Scarlett keep helping that Saracen woman keep balanced. He saw glances between them that he knew he recognized... But, Hood and the rest of his men made no eye contact. Their heads hung low mostly, not allowing any insight into their thoughts. When they reached the house where the sheriff and Gisborne had taken command, the sheriff stopped them.

"Put them in a cell next to Lady Marian... All but the woman."

Will's head shot up, his eyes wide.

"She's just another of my men."

"Yes, but she isn't a man, is she? Different clothes-- perhaps less of them-- she has potential." he smirked.

Will grit his teeth, murder in his eyes.

Little John and Robin exchanged glances, almost telepathically exchanging the thought, "Scarlett's gonna snap..."

"Take them away. And, the woman... take her to my chambers."