A/N Okay So yeah the title is pretty crap, but who cares its just a title. Just to let you all know in advance this is a Kate/Alan story, with a little bit of Kate/Much, I just like her better with Alan. I put this story under Alan/Much simply because Kate isn't on here yet but when she is I will move it over there XD. Okay so yeah I know I stole like a whole conversation from the show, but I added in my own stuff as well. I can fully understand if you think its copyright but I never intended it to be and I swear this is the only conversation I am entirely copying from the show, technically its not copying if I added in my bits on places.

I don't claim to have anything to do with Robin Hood or the BBC, although I do wish I had a claim over Alan A Dale XD

Rated M, just to be safe as I am not really sure where this story is going to lead to.

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Alan sighed gently to himself. Everyone else in the camp was asleep. As plain normal he just couldn't seem to drift off. It was all her fault as well. Every night he would play that conversation in his mind. He could still remember the way he felt when he was trapped in that butchers shop with her. She was getting so angry and yet somehow he had managed to keep so calm and control himself. He still didn't know how he done it. He remembered every word they had exchanged in that Butchers shop. He remembered everything he felt. He remembered it just like it was yesterday.

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" DAMM! DAMM! DAMM! DAMM! What now Alan? What happens now?

Alan could sense the tension and anger in her voice. He couldn't help but notice how amazingly beautiful she was when she was mad. "There is no way out"

He felt her glare at him, despite the fact that he was staring straight down at the floor. "Yes! I can see that!" she spat at him, her anger clearly building. He heard her sigh angrily and yet she seemed upset. There was a rather long and awkward pause, well to him it seemed long but it could only have been a few seconds. He wondered whether or not he should say something. She then spoke again "And then Rufus will come, then we'll be dead" she sighed again. He wanted so much to comfort her, but he was afraid she would reject it or think he was being to forward. She changed her mood so often he never knew what to do around her.

He felt her brush against him slightly as she sat down next to him. He was sure he had felt his heart rate quicken, if it was possible for it to quicken anymore. "How can I help my family if I am dead? They need me!" she said in that rather angry tone, he couldn't tell if she was angry at him or just at Rufus.

He knew he was going to have to say something, it was now or never. He simply said the first thing that came into his head "I've been in worse", that wasn't exactly what he had in mind but at least it was something. "If that helps?" he said, when she didn't reply to him or say anything.

She sighed again, that amazing attractive sigh, the sigh that made him want to grab her and kiss her. "It doesn't help. It's just annoying. Now you are just showing off"

She had gone a bit too far now, she could never show any kind of gratitude that woman. "Look, this isn't exactly fun for me either you know" He found himself snapping at her without really meaning to "I'm stuck in here with you for a start and you are not exactly easy on the eye are you" he said his temper starting to get the better of him. He was determined to keep calm, keeping his mind on the fact that Robin would surely be here anytime soon to free him of her company for a while, let him get his head around things.

"You don't think I'm pretty" she said, she had a new kind of tone in her voice, he couldn't really tell what it was but she sounded slightly upset.

That wasn't exactly what he had meant by his remark anyway, but if she wanted to interpret it in that way then it was fine by him, he was just going to have to act upon it. "Just a plain for my taste"

"I think your neck is too long"

"My neck?" he was pretty surprised that his neck of all things had been the part of his body she had commented on being to long. "My nose maybe"

He couldn't help the smile from spreading onto his face as she laughed, well sort of laughed. Still it was amazing, it was just so perfect. "The first time I have seen you smile" he forced himself to look away from her "I wouldn't do it actually. Its not your best look"

The truth was he didn't think he would be able to stop himself from kissing her if she carried on smiling. It was dazzling, brighter than the sun if that smile was the last thing he saw before he died then he would die a happy man.

He felt her gaze upon him again and it took all he had not to look back at her "You know," she spoke again and he knew another insult was on the way simply by the tone of her voice "Looking at you actually makes me want to be a little bit sick"

He wasn't really sure how to interpret that, what had she meant by sick. There was many things she could have meant. He didn't bother wasting his time wondering about it "You feel better yet?" he found himself asking her unable to keep his eyes of her for one more second, the smile was still spread across his face from before

"Yeah. Insulting you defiantly helps"

"Good!" he knew at that moment he was going to have to think of something to say to make her insult him again, hell if it made her feel better then he was willing to take the insults. "Although before we carry on you may want to move. I think you just sat on a pig kidney"

She shifted her weight slightly and looked down at where she was sat seeing nothing there she whacked him rather hard on the arm. Not saying a word, not that she needed to her look said it all.

'For gods sake Robin! Hurry up!' he thought to himself. 'I can't control myself much longer'

Alan looked over at Kate's bed, she was sound asleep. He stared at her for a few more moments. She looked so still and peaceful. She stirred slightly, making him pull his gaze away from her and close his eyes, pretending to be asleep; he didn't want her to know he had been staring at her for the past ten minutes at least. His mind was filled with a thousand different thing, most of them originating around Kate, he had to get some sleep, he just had to. But with everything going on in his mind that was proving impossible. It was the same every night, well since the night of the day they spent in the Butchers shop. That was almost a week ago now. This was proving to be silly.

Kate was certain she had felt some looking at her, although she couldn't really be sure. Now that she was awake that was it she wouldn't get back to sleep. She climbed out of bed and walked out the camp, standing just outside. She sighed softly to herself. What on earth was she going to do? Despite the way she felt her and Alan could never be together. For starters she was almost certain he didn't like her in that way and if only to make things worse she knew for a fact that Much liked her. Alan and Much were not really the best of friends as it was, they never seemed to get along with one another, and she didn't want to be the one to make things worse between the two of them. She hated herself more and more everyday as she fell more and more in love with Alan A Dale, she allowed her mind to wonder onto all the times they had been together and all the insults she had sent flying towards him. It was just way she worked, whenever she really liked someone she got so defensive and pushed them away, without fully meaning to. She had been like that for as long as she could remember. She hated herself for, she hated herself for so many reasons. The list she found could have gone on forever.

Kate was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear someone walking up from behind her.

"Can't sleep," a voice she recognised spoke.

Kate jumped and turned to face the new arrival. She gasped. It was Gisbourne. Her first thought was not that he was sure to kill her, but that what if he had seen her coming out of the camp, that she was still stood so near to. If he had done surely he would waste no time in killing the rest of the Outlaws whilst they slept, she had to something. But what? Whatever she did he would find the camp. If he hadn't done already that was.