A/N: Ok another story that popped into my mind, hopefully going to write some of it with my mate wikkawitchnikki. Just to let you know this is a continuation with the last episode of the second series, so if you haven't seen it yet SPOILERS!! Though I would like to mention we've tweaked it a little, Will and Djaq decided to come back to Sherwood and Carters still alive, because he's awesome! Oh and this should be a song fic also.
I miss you, miss you so bad
Robin rode his trusty steed through the forest, his mind always lingering back to the past. It seemd so long ago, although it was so recent. He was numb, they'd only returned a week and yet he hadn't grieved nor spoken almost a word to one of the gang. They were all on tenter hooks around him, worried that he might explode or do soemthing irrational at any moment. He couldn't bring himself to cry, no. He couldn't let it get him down, he'd throw himself into his work and just try and forget. Forget her face, the touch, the way she smiled, the way she made him feel, her laugh, their fights. The fights. Robin now regretted every stubborn word said between the two of them, he wished he wouldn't have had more time, more time to love and cherish her the way she was meant to be loved. "We had no time my love."
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
"Leave me alone." Gisbourne said venom pouncing off of every word he spoke to his head guard, before slamming the door to his room in the castle. Ever since his return from the holy land all he could see was her, her face, the scorn she showed him, the harsh words she spoke, his temper. He couldn't believe he let it fly, how could he? On the one person he loved so much in the whole world. He'd now decided love wasn't worth his effort, it was silly and useless, it only caused pain and heartache. He leant against the door, bretahing heavily as the tears stung his eyes. He could appear tough to all of his guards; they didn't know where he'd been, they didn't know what happened, they didn't know what he'd done. Something he couldn't live with. "I'm sorry my love."
I hope you can hear me, I remember it clearly
"Master?" Much questioned making his way over to Robin who leant his head back against the tree trunk behind him. Much seemed to be the only one who even tried to talk to his faithful friend, the only one who preserved with the ever lasting silence that came from their leader. Although, even Much wondered sometimes if Robin could even hear him, or was he too lost in the unending sorrow that overcame him. "Please Master, eat soemthing, even if it's only a little something. I can't see you wither away..." Robin looked up to his friend, and Much understood the look, it was the look that meant he says 'no'. The man servant sighed, "You've barely touched anything since we returned!" Much's sudden outburst made the rest of the gang jump. No one had said a nasty nor loud word since their return, no one had even picked a fight.
Gisbourne couldn't sleep. It was still light outside, but he hoped the Sheriff would understand. Gisbourne had had plenty of sleepless nights, with one recurring dream. Her. She was there always, and she kept repeating the last words he'd heard 'I love Robin Hood. I'm going to marry Robin Hood.' They stung, they hurt him more than anything, more than when she'd punched him and left him at the alter. Although this, this was a different kind of hurt all together, and he'd have to live with the guilt of killing his love, and he remembered every detail of it clearer than yesterday.
The day you slipped away, was the day i found, it won't be the same
Robin awoke with a start, as he did many nights. It was much colder now, without her beside him. Although the nights she'd been with him in the forest were few, the nights she could steal away un-noticed, the nights she was one of the gang. Just to have her comforting arm around him made him feel happier than anything, but now he never felt so alone, and he never thought it would be this different.
I didn't get around to kiss you, goodbye on the hand
Gisbourne awoke also, late into the night once again. Plauged by the same dream, the same repeatative memories. He had to make arrangements, no one knew of Marians death over here and people were beginning to ask questions, there had to be a proper funeral, she was a beloved member of the community. Maybe now he could say some kind of goodbye.
I wish that I could see you again, I know that I can't
Robin wandered aimlessly in the dark, he knew he had to make funeral arrangements, Knighton would be the place, and he would tell all the villagers the truth of Marians death, instead of whatever concoction Gisbourne and the Sheriff had made up. He would also reveal how Marian cared for them all and was the Nightwatchman. He soon found the ruins of Knighton manor, he couldn't help but stare in wonder, he wished Marian would run out of the scorched doorway and meet him, hug him kiss him. Or even for him just to catch a real glimpse of her again. He knew he never would.
I keep asking why, and I can't take it
Guy couldn't undertand it. Why hadn't she loved him? She said she had, how could it be that easy for her to lie to him, on countless occassions. He trusted her, more than he trusted himself. Why had he done such a stupid thing, a stupid thing that couldn't be undone.
"Why did you take her from me?!" Robin shouted into the unending darkness. The first time he'd visited Knighton since his return, it brought back too many memories, too much hurt. Still the tears wouldn't fall, he couldn't weep. Anger just fuelded him, it was all that kept him going, that and the feeling of vengence. "I don't unerstand, what did I ever do to you?! All i ever did was love her! Love her and try and do the right thing..." He fell to the ground, "Well I'm sick of doing the right thing..."
Now you're gone, somewhere I can't bring you back, somewhere you're not coming back
Robin understood he was a hopeless case, he knew he couldn't bring back his love, but he would have vengence, pure and perfect revenge.
He was so set in his thoughts about thrusting a sword straight through Guys abdomen, he didn't notice the ever watchful shadow that watched from a rocky outcrop just to his right.
