Author's Note:

Okay, so I'm an idiot. I just realized, that because I for some reason cannot figure out I deleted my story, and I reposted it. So sorry to those who added it on their favorites list... SORRY! I'll be better next time. Thank you for everyone who has read it, liked it, and wants more. I have about 17 pages of it typed, and I'll keep chugging away at it, posting when I can. I've been waiting for someone to write about when the King gets home, and Robin and Marian putting the Plan into action. Most fics skip over that part and go right to their happy life, so getting annoyed, I wrote on myself. I hope it's true to BBC's Robin Hood, which I am completely obsessed with. I do not own any of the characters, they belong to the BBC, I just enjoy them way too much!!

It was early in the morning, dawn just breaking, and light coming into Sherwood Forest, as two cloaked figures rode through the forest. Though in the middle of the forest, they knew exactly where they were going. In the middle of the forest, they came upon shelter made from the wood surrounding them, and five sleeping outlaws, all around the fire that had longed died. The smaller of the two cloaked figures, got off the horse, and took off her hood, revealing the face of Marian, who had been living in the castle for weeks now. She looked around, seeing the sleeping form of the leader, the outlaw who haunted her dreams and thoughts. Her companion stood off to the side, looking at the other sleeping figures wondering how they would take the news.

"Robin... Robin," Marian shook awake the sleeping form of her betrothed, almost hesitatingly. She knew he always did not get a full night's sleep, either he was sneaking into the castle to visit her, or sitting by the dying fire worrying. "Robin. The Sheriff is coming!" She said more loudly, but he did not stir. Her companion stood a few feet away grinning. She leaned over him, trying to see if he was fooling with her, but he continued to mutter in his sleep, a little sweat on his brow.

Though sleeping, Robin was not having a good dream, but locked in combat with the horrors of the Crusades which usually haunted his dreams. He opened his eyes abruptly, not because of Marian's soft voice, but of the feeling that someone was leaning over him, about to hurt him.

Marian's companion saw his arm twitch, and he jumped forward, putting his hands on his arm, not letting him grab the dagger that lay next to him and stab the woman he loved.

"Robin it's me. You're all right," Marian said soothingly, caressing her hand on his face.

"Marian," He sighed, giving a smile he reserved just for her. Sleepily he sighed, "Is this a dream?"

"It's morning, and urgent. I brought someone. Don't be upset," She continued talking soothingly, knowing how he would react. She looked over at her companion, who was back to standing a few feet away, now that he was awake, and Marian was not in any danger.

"Allan?" Robin said loudly, his question turning to anger, as he jumped up, the dagger in his hand.

At the name Allan, the other members of the gang woke up, grabbing their weapons which lay nearby, and surrounding him and Marian. Much looked disgusted, Little John gripped his staff tighter in his large hands, while Djaq and Will looked on uncertain, not sure where to point their weapons.

"This is not what you think," Allan put his hands up, surrendering himself.

"How far behind is the Sheriff and Gisborne?" Much yelled.

"Robin, wait. I didn't tell you this before, I'm sorry, but I knew you would not believe it. I've been getting my information from Allan. Guy, he's been smothering, not letting me near him when he's working. He thinks you might kidnap me, or use me against him, as he thinks you have done before. I would have been useless to you if it was not for Allan. Allan has been coming at night, slipping me information, because he knows that I see you. I didn't believe it at first either, but all his information has been true. We escaped because of him, give him a chance. Just listen to him."

"Robin, I know, I made a mistake. I've tried to tell you, but you wouldn't listen. I'm sorry. I should never... I've tried to make it up. Will? Remember?"

Everyone stared at Will, as Allan looked at him pleadingly. Robin raised an eyebrow, "Will?" His voice sounded betrayed. Djaq placed a comforting hand on his arm, she was the only one he had told.

"Robin, that business with Lardner. I was suppose to hang with the Jester, and Allan had the key. The Jester took it from him, but Allan saw it, and didn't say anything. He helped us escape, I would be dead if it wasn't for Allan. None of you knew what was going on, you were stuck in the tree with Marian, and everyone else was at the camp. I'm not lying, I told Djaq, but we agreed you wouldn't want to know what Allan did for me. And then when Nottingham was going to burn... well he said he wanted to come back. I missed us, and I forgave him." Will never took his eyes off Robin willing him to believe and forgive him for not keeping this from him.

"And he never betrayed me, and has given us valuable information," Marian nodded at Will. Robin remained silent though, glaring at Allan who over his black clothes had a green cloak on, the one he use to wear when he was with the gang.

"What are you doing here now then?" Robin asked not yet willing to believe.

"This is it Robin. The King is expected at Hastings. The Sheriff, Guy, and the Black Knights leave by the end of the week. I told Marian, and well here we are."

"I'm not returning to the castle. This ends now. I thought maybe we could get a message to the King, or I thought maybe..." She faltered.

"What?"

"That we could go there ourselves. We stole supplies, food, clothes, two horses. If we leave now, then we could get to the King and warn him before the Sheriff."

Robin put his head in his hands thinking about Marian's plan. The King was coming, but he was far from safe. He had to do something, he couldn't let the Sheriff win, not now. Not when they were so close. "How do I know this isn't a trick?"

"Guy ordered me to get ready to go. The Sheriff had me bring trunks to his room, and gather money for the Black Knights. It's the real thing, I've been in the room when they have talked about it. Prince John is going to be there to welcome his brother home. I thought if I came with some news this big that you might forgive me, and see that I was being true. I've missed you, all of you, I love all of you, and I made a mistake. Marian's here because of me, I thought that would make you happy at least! The guards don't give her a moment's peace, and I've been telling them that Gisborne has given me the job of making sure she's safe. I'm trying to help. I swear Robin. Please. I've tried to reach out to you, to Marian and Will. I'm trying to make things right."

"Wouldn't it be obvious that the two of you have left?" asked Robin.

"Yah well, that's why we left now. Please Robin, I'm sorry, and I'm trying to make it up to you. We left now, so we could beat them down there. I've wanted to leave for awhile, but like Marian, I thought I could do more good in the castle. Ask her."

"You now I wouldn't have brought him here if I didn't believe it was true," Marian stepped closer to Robin. "Give him another chance. Everyone deserves one." She took another step toward him, and put one arm around his waist. She whispered to him, "I gave you one." Robin looked down at her, and smiled. He looked at Djaq who looked hopeful.

"Robin."

"He did save my life," Will shrugged. "And that was awhile ago."

Robin sighed heavily. It seemed most of the gang believed him. After all he had done, they believed him. He turned to Allan, "If you aren't being truthful, I will kill you. And no one will stop me."

Allan sighed, "Thank you Robin. I'm sorry, I won't disappoint you again."

The gang breathed in relief. Djaq smiled at Allan, as he and Will shook hands. Djaq gave him a hug, smiling up at Will. Little John stiffly shook his hand, not completely sure what to think. Much looked between his master and Allan, still conflicted, not ready to fully forgive him. Allan smiled at Marian in thanks.

"Hastings you say," Robin asked Marian.

"Yes."

"Then lads, let's pack up. We have an appointment with the King," He kissed Marian on the cheek. "Is there enough horses, or might you and I double up?" He grinned.

"There are enough, but that doesn't mean we can't ride close together," She returned his grin. "Let's go save the King, we have a plan to put into motion."

"Are we destroying the camp?" Little John asked.

"No time. Make it look like we have moved locations. I want to leave before Gisborne and the Sheriff realize Marian and Allan are gone," Robin called to everyone as Little John spread leaves everywhere, and Much took care of the fire. Robin and Marian went over to saddle the horses, as Djaq, Will and Allan spread the supplies out between everyone.

"Have you been treated well?" Robin asked as he put a saddle on the horse he would be riding.

"Well enough. Guy has been planning our marriage since I went back, but I kept delaying him. I told him I was still grieving. He kept saying that when he rescued me it was a sign that we were suppose to be together. That the events of the past were to strengthen our love. The Sheriff ignored me, and I was not able to do anything with the Night watchman. But Allan did help out, he would escort me to the market without any other guards, and it was nice. I got to talk to him, made him see what he was doing. He has changed Robin."

"I want to believe you," Robin put his hand over hers. They exchanged a smile, and finished saddling all the horses. They had one horse for the supplies, but each of them had a smaller bag with some food in it. Marian's bag was slightly larger, which Robin raised an eyebrow at.

"I brought a change of clothes, or two. It would not hurt for you to change clothes once in awhile," She defended her bag. "You would look nicer, especially when you present yourself to the King."

"I wasn't going to say anything," Robin put his arm around her. "Ready to go?" He asked the gang, as they got back to the camp.

They gathered all their weapons, and Robin grabbed some of their money to give out on their way down, and for food in case they ran out. As the sun was rising, they set out, hoping to beat the Sheriff and Gisborne down to Hastings.