spoilers *s2* and also for my other fic which is the prequal to this. The importance of heraing- it is suggested you read that first.
characters: Will, Much, allan, Robin, John, Djaq, guy and a random girl lol
warnings: some violence

They were going to steal a chest from inside the sheriff's chambers. This was the newest and brightest plan from Robin's imagination. Despite the resistance from certain members of the group, the raid was going ahead. Will and Djaq had barely recovered from the shock of the last plan- it had been quick and it seemed they had almost gotten in the way- but then that plan had been made for four men, not the six that took part. Djaq knew Will was jealous, even if he would never admit it to himself or anyone else. He looked at Allan and Much joking with each other and patting each other on the back, and he was jealous- Allan had been his friend- Much hadn't even liked him for God's sake! They hadn't found out what had happened while thy were in the Holy Land, it didn't seem like a topic any of the others wanted to discuss, whatever it was it had obviously cleared the air between them as the four were a tighter knit group, and even though they tried to include Will and Djaq in their conversations, some of things they spoke of went straight over their heads.

"... and then Allan said;"

"I'm not bein' funny- but I don't think that's what spoons were made for!" Much and Allan laughed as they spoke, Robin and John obviously getting the joke, Will looking on sadly. "Listen, me and Much was gonna go to the Dog later, you guys in?"

Wait, Much and Allan going to the pub... together... but Much hates pubs! Djaq spoke up, eyeing Will.

"I think Will is probably looking for a break from my company."

"Great, you comin', mate?" Will looked to Djaq who nodded.

"Yeah. Sound's good." With a grin Allan turned back to Much as they made their way to the castle.