Jg Rox's long awaited (okay, I made that part up) return to fanfiction!! Finally...
Okay, so this idea came to me when I was watching 1:04-Parent Hood, and that adorable Robin/Marian scene in the house where she's holding the baby and being mad at him. I don't want to give too much away, but this pre-series fic is VERY heavily inspired by that scene. VERY. Okay, enough with the subtle cough hints.
Basically, this is set just before Robin leaves for the Holy Lands, and, if it works out, it will end with him leaving for the Holy Lands... if it works out. I'm only writing this cos it's a phase that I'm going through, and let me warn any readers that this phase could end at any time, and the moment that it does my writing will be terrible and updates will be very few, so you'll probably be able to tell. Until then, I plan to devote myself to this fic in an effort to make it one of the only ones of my stories which was written in its entirety while I was still obsessed with the TV show/movie/book that it is about.
Phew! Enough with the long PM. So, here's just a little sneak peak at my new story (most chapters should be waaaaaaaaay longer)
Disclaimer: No, I don't own the BBC, I'll bet no one knew that.
Marian lay on the grass, staring up at the slowly darkening sky
Marian lay on the grass, staring up at the slowly darkening sky. Her bow lay beside her, exhausted from a full day of use, the wood looking strained and weak. The sunset threw golden light upon the entire scene, making Marian's dark hair glisten. A light wind rustled leaves in the nearby trees. There was only nature. Her and nature. Both were tired after a day of work and sunlight and play, ready to shut down for the night the moment the rays of the sun disappeared.
The sound of galloping hooves made the girl glance up from her place on the ground. Out of the daze of the sunset appeared a horse, a rider mounted on its back. Although she could only see his silhouette, Marian recognised the man on the horse's back instantly.
His hair was cut relatively short, and his clothes were rather shabby-looking, dirt and grime having piled up on them over time. A bow was slung over his back, along with a quiver of arrows, both of which he never left his home without. Off his belt hung a long-sword, it's blade glinting in the sunlight. And on his face, was plastered a smile. It was a mocking smile, a victorious smile, a teasing smile, but a smile nonetheless.
Marian stood and waved at him to gain his attention, then waited patiently for him to reach her. His tall, exotic-coloured horse reached her quickly, and stopped easily, digging its hooves into the ground as its rider slipped off hastily. Robin barely had time to regain his balance when Marian's arms grabbed him and pulled him to her. He hadn't even taken a breath before her lips found his and she kissed him hard, with all of the tenderness and passion that's she could muster.
In her kiss, she told him how much she'd missed him. She told him how she'd spent every night and day thinking about him and wishing for his hasty return. She told him how much she loved him, and the pain that she felt when he wasn't with her. He pulled away for a moment to catch his breath, and in that short second he murmured her name, and 'shushed' her comfortingly. He was back now. He was with her.