I do not own Robin Hood, the series and their characters belong to the BBC. Set after Season 3 around Episode eight when Isabella poisoned Sir Guy.

When Guy opened his eyes and found himself tired and gagged to a bed, he knew exactly what would happen to him if he didn't get out of there. He looked around the room and found the young woman, who had been doing Isabella's bidding and knew that she knew it too. He glared at her desperately and struggled against his ties. The woman lost a battle with her conscience and found herself letting him go.

"She'll kill you." He warned.

"She'd give you to Prince John like a carpet." She said.

"I won't be the gift. You will." He said.

To his surprise, she didn't struggle and he looked at her questioningly. She smiled at him and nodded encouragingly.

"Do what you must." She said.

"You'd let me?" He asked.

"Yes, my Lord." She replied.

He smirked at her and shook his head.

"You waste your pleasantries, I'm no more a Lord than you are a Queen." He said.

"You won't be anything if you don't hurry." She argued.

On that note he gagged her and tied her up. He then muttered something under his breath before he covered her with a sheet. He got to the door and then turned back, pulled back the sheet and removed the gag.

"Who are you?" Asked Guy.

"Rachael. I was one of your cleaners." She replied.

"Thought you were familiar. Sorry about the poor payment and long hours." He said.

Rachael smiled at him in disbelief. He wouldn't apologize to his own sister, but he apologized to her, a cleaner. She liked that about him in a strange way. It was unusual for a master to apologize and now he was not her master, she wanted to know who he really was, who was the real Sir Guy of Gisborne? What is he without a title? She couldn't help but wonder.

"Will I see you again?" She asked.

"Maybe." He replied.

He put the gag back in her mouth and covered her up again. This time he left for good and Rachael couldn't help but smile to herself. The memory of him on top of her as he tied her down and the tightness of the bands made her smile for reasons unknown to her. Eventually the fear kicked in as she heard Isabella, brag to Prince John how she had something for him as a coronation present for him, Guy was his present, or supposed to be, not her. Rachael's eyes widened in terror as Isabella looked shocked and Prince John glared at her for a moment. Guy returned to threaten him and his sister then had to run once he had caused enough damage to make a point. She struggled slightly as Guy left and Isabella was arrested. She expected Prince John to arrest her too, not personally untie her.

"Not quite what I wanted. Always been fond of brown haired girls though, not too skinny or plump. I might have some use for you when I am King. Don't go anywhere will you?" He asked.

"No sire." She replied.

"Do you love me girl?" He asked.

"Yes sire." She replied.

"Excellent." He said.

Rachael was glad that he couldn't tell that she was lying. With all the hope in the world, she hoped that some how he would not be crowned King. Her hopes were fulfilled and he did not return for her as he had other pressing matters to attend, such as the fact he had lied about King Richard's death. Isabella returned to Locksley to give her the good news and the bad.

"Thought you should know, we have no new King of England. However I will be Sheriff and Guy is in prison along with that creep Sheridan." She said.

Rachael turned away as Isabella left in shock. She felt compelled to help the hated brother, he had always been a good master to her, fair but firm when he had to be. She had been well fed and had a comfortable roof over her head and it was all thanks to him, or she would not have a place at Locksley at all. As she thought what on earth she could do to help, she wondered why she was the only one, the one and only person who wanted to help him? There had to be someone else out there who thought him worth saving? He couldn't have wronged everyone in the world.

Rachael decided to visit him outside Nottingham castle. Guy was surprised that anyone had come to see him, without the intention of gloating or taking pleasure in his suffering.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Tell me what to do. Tell me how to save you and I'll do it." She replied.

"Really? Tell me how do you keep your hair up?" He asked.

She frowned in confusion at first. Guy then lowered his voice and tried to get as close to her as possible. She looked at him in amazement.

"Pretend to want me." He muttered.

"You ask too much." She said.

"You asked me to tell you. Now you fulfill your part of the agreement." He said angrily.

Rachael ran her hand through her hair and managed to take a clip from her hair. She put her hand against the bars and he took her hand and slipped the clip through his fingers. If it weren't for the bars that separated them, there would have been intimacy.

"OI! What's going on here?" Asked a guard.

"I came to say goodbye. The last time. I knew I should have asked..." began Rachael.

"You've had time to say one word! Be gone with you!" He ordered.

Without looking back but with a smirk on her face, Rachael returned to Locksley, knowing that she had betrayed Isabella, her current mistress, who seemed very fond of her, fond enough to give her a handful of grapes and appear quite concerned about her.

"I must apologize for my brother, he's stronger than I thought. Did he hurt you?" Asked Isabella.

"No my lady." Replied Rachael.

"Good. Or that will be another charge on his list." Added Isabella.

Rachael was able to keep a straight face, knowing that she was wrong, that Guy would be sure to pick his moment, pick the lock, defeat the guards and run away, maybe even save her from Isabella's slavery, but she wasn't so hopeful of the latter idea. As she went about her daily business, she eventually heard a cry of frustration from Isabella.

"He escaped? How? How many guards? I won't allow it to happen, not while I'm in charge of Nottingham. Rachael I need you!" She ordered.

"Yes my lady?" Asked Rachael.

"We're going to Nottingham. You won't be cleaning anymore. You're going to be my right hand, my ears and eyes." Ordered Isabella.

"I thank you for your faith in me, but I can't fight, I can't do anything. I'll be of no use to you." Said Rachael.

"I see it otherwise. You can't be any worse than what I already have. As long as you do your best and stay true to be and Prince John, there won't be a problem." Said Isabella.

Rachael rolled her eyes when Isabella wasn't looking. She would rather stick to cleaning Locksley Manor than have anything to do with Isabella or Prince John and their politics.