This is my first attempt, so tell me if you like it because if you don't then I'll put you out of you misery and stop.
This isn't much the same as the TV series, it's mainly based around Allan and another character. But seeing as he's my fav what do you expect?!
Please, please, please, tell me what you think and where I could improve and any suggestion... at all.
CATHY'S POV
She had been walking for hours since daybreak. She hadn't let her self stop, because she knew that she was getting close. She looked around her and wondered where they were and why they hadn't caught her earlier. Catherine A Dale wasn't your average 18 year old, although she certainly looked it. She had long strawberry blond hair that reached half way down her back and she had porcelain skin, but the most striking thing about her was her electric blue eyes. The same type as a certain outlaw who she was trying to find. Where the hell is he? She thought as she trudged on through the fresh mud that had been churned up after last nights down pour. He is always late. Just at that moment a man jumped out of the bushed to her right. Cathy was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't notice he was there until he moved out of the bushes, and jumped, that didn't happen to her often. The man stood in front of her. He had a re-curve bow in is hand and he was fingering an arrow. She knew instantly who he was.
"This, my lady, is an ambush," said Robin Hood said a little dispassionately.
"Well about time too," Cathy said dropping her bag on to the forest floor and massaging her shoulder. "I thought I would of had to come back tomorrow."
"What?" Said Robin Hood, confusion clouding his eyes.
"I've been looking for you for ages!" whined Cathy, now rotating her shoulder to get the feeling back in to it.
"Wha-?" Robin said getting even more confused by the minute.
"Your Robin Hood." Said Cathy, it wasn't a question, but Robin nodded anyway. "well," said Cathy starting to explain her self. "I'm looking for Allan A Dale. I heard he was with you." Robin looked at her suspiciously, his brow furrowing in concentration.
"Why are you looking for Allan?" asked Robin still fingering his arrow.
"I'm Allan's cousin. It's quiet important that I talk to him." Cathy looked in to robin's eyes, and for the first time she could not tell what he was thinking. Oh hell she thought when robin didn't answer but continued to stare at her. "My name is Catherine A Dale," she said quickly trying to persuade him. "You can take all the money I have, once I have spoken to Allan." Robin still looked at her in that blank way. Then with a jolt Cathy realized that he wasn't staring at her blankly, he was looking at her doubtfully. Slowly he opened his mouth.
"Luke!" he called. There was rustle in the bushes behind her. She glanced over her shoulder and then did a double take. Getting up out of the bushes was a young man, not much older then herself. He had dark brown hair, and dazzling green eyes. He was tall, about 6 foot, and he had board shoulders. Cathy felt her heart skip a beat. What's wrong with you, Cathy? a voice in her head was saying. Get a grip woman! Cathy took a deep breath and turned back around to face Robin again. She had never had that experience before, what was it? Did she just need to rest? Her heart fluttered again as Luke spoke.
"What the matter?"
"Everything's all right," Robin assured him. "could you go back to camp and get Allan?" Robin finished just as Cathy's heart returned to it's normal pace. A silence fell on the forest around them, Cathy chanced a glance over her shoulder to see the boy who had caused such a change in her was standing there staring at her, distrust all over his face. Cathy's heart went haywire again as Luke slowly nodded and headed of in the opposite direction.
She turned to look at Robin again. Silence pressed down around them. She grinned shiftily at him.
"Um… I'm Cathy," Cathy said her voice sounding oddly loud in the silence that she broke.
"Yes, you said." Said robin shifting his bow in to one hand, took her offered one. Silence fell again, as Robin looked her up and down.
Cathy sighed and headed over towards a rock on the edge of the road. "I have been walking for such a long time," Cathy said as she sat down. "I stopped over night in Forks, and have been walking here ever since day break. And for the past week I've been walking here form Rochdale." For the first time robin smiled.
"That's nothing. When I was 13 I was in London with my uncle and had a huge fight with him. So I walked al the way from London, back to here." Cathy laughed. "But you had a choice, you could have bitten your pride and stayed for the ride home."
"Yeah," said Robin looking like he had just considered this. "But then we wouldn't be having this conversation would we?" Cathy sniggered. "So you said you were Allan's cousin?"
"can't you tell?" she asked fluttering her eyelids at him, bringing his attention to her eyes.
"I would have made the connection in the end." Cathy laughed.
"I hope you don't mind me just dropping in like this," Cathy stammered suddenly remembering her manners.
Robin laughed. "I don't mind, if I had an family left, they would be 'dropping in' all the time."
"It just… it's really important."
"yes… you said that."
Cathy waited for Robin to ask what this important talk she had to have with Allan was about. But he didn't.
"How old are you?" Robin asked suddenly.
"I'm 18. Why?" asked Cathy feeling she knew what was going to come. But Robin just shook his head and smiled. "How old are you, then?" asked Cathy grinning at him mischievously. Robin Laughed
"Old enough." He said skirting the answer.
"You can't be older then 30."
"No I'm not."
"And you can't be younger then 28"
Robin laughed again, "Good guess."
"So was I right?"
Robin nodded. "Right lets see how good you really are at this."
"Yes, lets" said Cathy sitting up straighter.
"Luke."
"Luke?" said Cathy, looking at Robin.
"The bloke who was with me before."
"Um… right… well considering that he looked like he's just filled out after a huge growth spurt, I would guess 20," She looked at robin expectantly. Robin laughed. "You're really are good aren't you."
"Only an A Dale!"
"You got that right. You good at lying as well?"
"Brilliant, When I was six I told the entire village that I had a brother and that he was called Joseph, and that he only had one eye."
"What. So he had tow eyes?"
"No, I don't have a brother."
Robin laughed hard. Cathy laughed at him laughing and didn't notice tow men walking over the hill. Cathy eyes fell over Luke, and she stopped laughing as her heart fluttered and her stomach flipped. What on earth was this? This has never happened to me before. But as her eyes fell over the man standing next to him everything was driven from her mind, even her still flurrying heart couldn't bring Luke back in to her thoughts.
"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in," said Allan A Dale. Their identical blue eyes met. Cathy keeping her face straight pushed her self up from her position on the rock. Keeping her eyes on Allan's face she shifted her weight, so that nearly all her weight was on her left foot with her hip jutting out to the side. She then lifted up her hand and held tow fingers up to Allan with the back of her hand facing him. Out of the corner of her eye she saw robin look at Luke incredulously and Luke, who was still standing next to Allan, shrugged.
Allan laughed. "Very ladylike." Cathy laughed and started hurrying up the hill towards him.
"And very gentlemanly of you to insult a lady." Allan laughed and caught her up in her arms. Being only 5 foot 5 inches Allan was a good deal taller then her, when he stood up her toes no longer touched the ground.
"It's good to see you Cathy," Allan said stroking her hair.
"You too." Cathy said she gripped him harder for a fraction of a second before she let go and her lowered her to the ground again. She smiled up in to her cousins face.
"What are you doing here?" Allan asked, a cheesy grin still plastered across his face. Cathy's grin slipped off her face, those few second of blissful happiness at seeing her cousin again were gone.
"That's what I need to talk to you about," said Cathy turning away from Allan so that she didn't have to see his face slip in to worry. Cathy walked back down to where her bag still lay on the forest floor. She picked it up and ignoring Robin who was watching the pair closely turned to face Allan again. Cathy look up in to Allan's blue eyes, and saw the panic in them. Maybe this was a mistake. She thought to her self. What if he doesn't want to help me? What can he do? Cathy pushed those thought to the bottom of her mind as Luke spoke.
"Um… Robin and I will go back to camp, and we'll wait for you there." Cathy tore her gaze away from Allan and sent a thankful look at Luke. Luke gave her a soft smile which made her heart melt before he turned around.
"Oh… right… yeah… I was just about to say that," said Robin collecting himself before setting off after Luke.
As Robin and Luke disappeared of in to the forest talking in hushed voices Cathy looked back at Allan. She smiled at him sadly and held out her hand.
"Walk with me?" Allan took her small hand in his and they walked down the road together. After walking a few hundred meters in silence Allan spoke.
"What's the matter Cathy? Why are you here?"
"Um.. Well…" Cathy choked and blinked back her tears. "Things are bad in Rochdale. Very bad. Just as bad as they are here." She stopped and took a steadying breath clutching on to Allan's had as if it were her life line. "We couldn't make the tax. Me and Mother, ever since father died it was struggle just to make ends meat. So instead of money, the guards used to take things that were worth something. They took Fathers tools, that paid for a few weeks. But after a while we didn't have anything that they were interested in. They took mothers hand. She wasn't very strong to begin with. I found out a couple of weeks ago that she hadn't been eating. I stopped eating to prove my point. But she wouldn't listen. When they took her hand I tried to wrap her up. I did everything Madam Delecour taught me to. But by the next morning… she… she…" Cathy could go no further, She started spluttering and choking realizing that she had already cried all her tears.
Allan pulled her in to him, and pressed her face against his chest, stroking her hair. "You have to believe me. I did everything that I could," she said pulling away from Allan and fixing him with a pleading look. She didn't know why she had to make him believe that, But as Allan took her face in her hand she knew why. She needed confirmation, reassuring, that she had.
"I know you did. I would never believe anything else." Allan smiled at her sadly. She returned it a single tear running down her face.
