Hello everyone! I have done a little revising (nothing major) and reformatting to make this easier on the eye.

A/N- This story follows the plot of season three, but things are not as they seem. Marian & Carter lived, but the gang doesn't know. If you don't remember what happened in a given episode, there are summaries online. The chapter title is the episode that occurs before the chapter. :) Also, there is some exact dialogue in this chapter.

Characters: Robin Hood, Much, Allan, Little John, Djaq, Will, Marian, Guy, Vasey, King Richard, Isabella, Kate, Tuck, Prince John, Ruthless Rufus, Lord Sheradin, Meg, Archer, Thornton (Isabella's husband), Carter, Eve, Alice Little, John Little jr.

Setting: season 2 episode 13 through end of the show and slightly beyond

Summary: For those of us that just hated all the character loss in s2 finale/s3. Multiple pairings. Please r&r!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Robin Hood. *Sigh* Ah well... please don't sue

They stood at Marian's grave, heads solemnly bowed. Robin laid her still figure by the grave. The world was silent.

Without warning, Robin turned and walked off. Allan, John, and Much shared a confused look, and then went to follow him. Richard stood respectfully, giving the outlaw some room to breathe. Will looked off into the distance, blinking back tears. Djaq froze. Staring intently at Marian's body, she slowly moved forward. Will and Richard glanced over in curiosity. Djaq bent down and tipped a white powder into Marian's mouth. Waiting a few painfully suspenseful moments, she gingerly felt Marian's wrist. Her eyes widened and she looked back at Will, shocked.

*~RobinHood~*

Robin could not bear to see his beautiful, strong, loving, wonderful Marian buried. The ritual was too final. Three outlaws trailed at a careful distance, not intruding on Robin's thoughts or grief. They reached the camp. Robin sat gently on his bed and stayed there, unmoving. The other three silently prepared for sleep and left the leader to his thoughts.

*~RobinHood~*

Will, Djaq, and Richard moved silently into action. The king transported the cloth that held Marian to a nearby camp and Will began to fill the hole. Djaq rode in the horse-drawn cart with Marian and did her best to temporarily dress the wound. When they reached the camp, Marian was tediously moved into the infirmary next to Carter. Djaq gave a few sharp orders and the healers there scurried around frantically. Soon Djaq had all she needed to have to work on saving Marian and helping Carter. Richard was leaving to help Will when Djaq called, "Your Majesty!"

He turned and she bowed respectfully. When she tipped her head up, there was an uncertainty in her eyes. She stuttered slightly,

"Your Highness, I- I do not know…"

He looked her in the eye and they made a silent agreement. This had to remain a secret, in case Marian didn't make it. Richard mounted his horse and went to go fill in a grave.

*~RobinHood~*

The next day, still in shock, Robin awoke to pain. He could feel it, not in a particular spot, but throughout his body. The presence of it threatened to blind him. He rolled sideways, stumbled upright, and started his day to find the same three of his gang, Allan, Little John, and Much, awake and eating breakfast. They paused as he looked at them, but he turned his head and they slowly started eating again. Much rose and offered Robin a plate of food. Robin accepted it absentmindedly. He hadn't eaten in almost two days, but he sat and held the plate loosely on his lap as if it were just a fallen leaf, not worth the effort of brushing it off. His mind was elsewhere, floating between memories of Marian and half-plans for the future.

*~RobinHood~*

Will and Djaq stood in their new home and embraced the other members of the gang, each in turn. They would remain in the holy land and be married, but the main reason they weren't going back to England was that Marian needed healing, and Djaq was the most talented healer around and would not leave Marian anyway.

"Robin"

Little John and Much moved out of the way. Djaq started,

"Robin, Will and I...

Robin nodded.

"You're staying here," he stated.

Djaq smiled and blessed him in her native tongue. She reached out and hugged him. He squeezed her gently. Robin turned to Will.

"Come here."

The old friends embraced.

"Take care of her."

"I will."

Four outlaws started toward the door.

"Robin," Will said.

Will and Djaq both held up their tags, and Robin flashed a recently rare smile.

*~RobinHood~*

King Richard escorted Robin, Much, Allan, and Little John out of the camp.

"You've saved my life," the king stated. Now go home and mourn your loss."

Robin replied, "For every man there is a purpose which he sets up in his life. Let yours be the doing of all good deeds."

"The Koran" Much finished.

Richard nodded, "Then do those deeds in my name. You are my representatives in England. You are King Richard."

Robin squinted up at him. "And you?"

"We are Robin Hood."

The gang echoed in unison, "We are Robin Hood!"

"Come on lads," Robin said, "Let's go home."

And with that, the king's men and hood's gang parted ways.