'Robin it hurts, my stomach, is the king safe? Did I do it' Marian groans, shortly after being stabbed she lies there helpless on the floor. Robin at her side softly stroking her hair and holding her hand.

'Don't worry my love' Robin gasps through tears. 'You saved him, your going to be fine, Djaq will make sure of that. I won't let you go, I promise. You mean the world to me' He smiles at his wife.

'Djaq, what's going to happen' Marian asks as she breathes steadily. 'Can we take it out?'

'Not just yet Marian, I need to stop the bleeding and make sure nothing inside is damaged to much' Djaq reassures her.

Marian sighs 'Hurry' She looks at Robin. 'Your beautiful' She whispers, choking back tears.

'As are you, my dear' Sadness in his eyes showing terribly. 'We will get through this. We all ways do'.

'John!' Djaq calls. 'I need you to carefully, and I mean carefully, take Marian into the house over there' She orders. John obediently slides his arms under Marian's neck and the other under back of her knees.

Marian flinches and groans. 'Why is it always me? Guy must truly hate me' She mutters.

'Sorry if I hurt you' John replies anxiously as he quickly but carefully as Djaq instructed, over into the nearest house...

'Robin, I need you to find clean water and cloths. Try and find a dress or something for her to change into, there's blood all over the dress, that'll be a problem if it is not changed.' Djaq instructs Robin and he immediately obeys her.

Rushing off into the house he stops as he stops dead and looks at Marian, lying on the wooden table near the wall. Djaq doing what she does best, treating the wounded.

'Master, she'll be fine' Mutch pulls Robin away into the kitchen of the house to help him find the cloth and water.

'I hope so, she means everything to me' Robin replies breathelessly as he trudges off to the bedroom to find her a new dress.

Meanwhile, Djaq is carefully removing the sword from the left side of Marian's liver.

'I'll be ok won't I?' Marian questions Djaq curiously.

'I'm sure you will, the best thing for it is for you to lay still and rest, but don't sleep ok?'

'Very well' Marian replies and sighs.

Djaq gets back to work, 'I have removed the sword, now I will need clean the wound and sew it up. Robin!' Djaq calls and waits for a reply...

'Yes?' He replies hastily.

'I need a needle and thread. Do you have any?' She looks at him questioning his gaze.

'I do' He walks over to Marian and kneels next to her, 'This needle is thick and blunt' He pauses and smiles at her. 'Are you prepared?'

Marian giggles at him and smiles 'It is the way you said it'.

He returns the same warm smiles and hands it to Djaq.

'Robin hold her still and give her some wine, let her drink a quater and then give it to me so I can pur some on thw wound to numb the pain'

He lets her drink the wine. 'You'll be fine, I'll stay with you'

Marian smiles and grasps his dirty hand, she loved it when he was dirty. It brought back so many memories.

'I love you, you love me, we all love each other. Robin hold her still' Djaq mocks the pair.

Robin takes her hand and squeezes it gently for re-assurance and strokes her long brown hair.

Djaq pierces the blunt needle into the open flesh.

Marian lets out a scream and squeezes Robin's hand. 'Shh shh shh' he coaxes stroking her cheek.

Djaq starts sewing up the wound and Marian breaths heavily and closes her eyes.

'Done' Djaq presents and stands. 'I'm guessing you'll be staying Robin?' She asks him.

'Of course' He replies and he turns to face Marian... 'It's all over my love, I told you we'd get through this' He smiles at her longingly.

He bends down and kisses her softly and tenderly. The kiss so passionate that they both forget their surroundings and all the drama that had just happened...