This takes place after Season 2. I'll warn you now that if you don't want to be spoiled for the Season 2 finale, DON'T READ ANY FURTHER.
Something someone said on LiveJournal made me think about writing this fic. It will probably be filled with cliches, but that's just tough. :)
And finally – No, I don't have any claim of ownership over this BBC version of Robin Hood, I'm just borrowing it for some fun. :)
It was in the shadows that he first saw her. Still and white as the day he had taken her life, she stood in the shadows of an alleyway. Her accusing eyes burned holes through him and he was frozen to the spot in terror. She was wearing the white dress she had worn that day, the bloodstain still evident across her abdomen. He closed his eyes and wrenched his head away for a moment, then opened his eyes again and looked back to where she had been standing. She was gone.
Sir Guy of Gisborne cursed his weakness as he carried on his original path towards the castle. At first she had consumed his thoughts. With nothing better to do on the voyage home, his thoughts had been on nothing other than Marian. When they reached England and set off on the road back to Nottingham, she had then appeared in his dreams. Fevered dreams that haunted him every night, disturbing his sleep so that when he awoke in the morning he did not feel like he had slept at all.
Now he knew that he was truly going mad, because he was seeing her when he was awake. The same accusing stare as the one that followed him in his dreams. How could he let his weakness for that woman take him over like this? When he reached the castle, he headed straight for the dungeons, hoping that torturing one of the prisoners would take his mind off her.
Robin smirked as he watched Guy stop dead in his tracks and stare down an alleyway. There was terror in his face and Robin knew that he was haunted by visions of Marian. Robin was glad that Guy's sanity was beginning to waver.
As soon as Robin, Much, John and Allan had arrived back at their camp, Robin had immediately hurried off to Nottingham for information. He had to reassure Much a hundred times that he was not going to take revenge on Guy straight away. He had had time enough on the journey home to plan his revenge very carefully. He knew that he could be patient. He had bribed one of Guy's servants for information and had been told about Guy's behaviour. How he had suddenly become a lot more surly and would spend long hours staring into the fire with a tortured expression on his face. How he would alarm the guards near his chambers with his cries during the night. Crying out her name.
Robin knew how Guy had felt about Marian and he knew that she must be tormenting him all night as well as all day long. The sight of her laid out on the sand, blood spreading from the wound in her stomach, blemishing the beautiful white dress she was wearing, also haunted Robin's thoughts and dreams.
When Guy eventually shook himself and continued walking towards the castle, Robin left his spying position and rejoined his gang as they departed Nottingham. He was still smiling and Much was worried about the wisdom of their latest plan.
Guy saw his daytime visions of Marian at least once every day. Sometimes she would be watching him as he made his way through the market in Nottingham, sometimes he would see her between two houses of Locksley village, sometimes she would peering at him from the shadows of a castle corridor. A few times she turned and walked away as he stared at her and he tried to follow, but every time he reached the corner she had just turned, she was gone. He was becoming more and more of a gibbering wreck and fell to his knees several times, begging her to release him from this torment.
One day, when he saw her in the castle, he ran towards her, pleading again for his sanity. She turned to run away from him, but he was faster this time than he had ever been before and he captured her arm in his. He stared down at her arm in his hand in amazement, not quite believing that he could touch her, then stared back up into her face which she had turned back to him when he captured her. Her eyes were burning with hatred and revenge.
"So solid!" He exclaimed tearfully. "I must truly be on the brink of insanity."
The next moment, his world was filled with pain and everything went black.
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