Note: Hey! This is my first BBC Robin Hood fanfic though I have seen all three seasons recently so I believe I will be rather accurate. So this takes place after Will marries Djaq but before Marian dies. We're actually not going to have her die in this story :D

Sherwood Forest was covered in a dense snow as Will Scarlett, son of Dan Scarlett, carpenter and in the past, before marrying Djaq, one of Robin Hood's men. He had been in the Holy Land living with his love for three years. For the first time, he was not over heating and the crisp, English air filled his lungs. Will knew that Robin and Marian were now married and may not have the camp in the same location, but it was worth checking.

As he spotted the big gray boulders that sheltered the old camp, Will's heart leapt with joy at the familiar environment. Even though he had lived in the Holy Land for a few years, he had not grown used to the hot, dry weather that stayed all year around. Every time winter came around and the weather remained the same, his heart with squeeze sadly, remembering the winter snow back in his homeland. Squinting, he climbed up the hill, studying the seemingly flat ground in front of him.

Things were not always as they seemed, he thought, smirking. He should know for it was he, Will, that had built the outlaws' camp a couple years before. Reaching down, he grasped the backup rope and yanked hard. Shuddering and screaming, the wood slowly rose from the frozen ground, revealing a group of men huddled around the fire. They all leapt up, instantly drawing swords. Will grinned, pulling the pendant out from under his shirt. He instantly recognized Robin, who grinned back at him and strode forward, enveloping his old friend in a hug.

"Will Scarlett. I'd never thought I'd see your face in old England again," he chuckled. Will shrugged, dropping his pack and long axe on the floor. Much waved from the fire, stirring a thick, wonderful smelling stew. Little John came next, nearly crushing Will in his massive arms.

"This, I like." The giant man lumbered away, settling back by the fire once more. Allan simply shook his head, poking at the sputtering flames. An elegant woman stood behind Robin, her thick dark brown hair cascading down her back.

"Hello Marian."

"Will. It's good to see you," she smiled, hugging Will, thankfully more gently than Little John had done.

"Where's Djaq?" Much asked through a mouth full of bread, passing a slice around to everyone. Will's face crumbled, as he stared down at his feet. Robin placed a hand on his shoulder, staring at his old friend's oldest son with true concern.

"Will?" Marian asked, looking equally concerned.

"She died. During childbirth." An awkward, deafening silence filled the camp as Marian gasped, burying her face in Robin's shoulder while all the other men staring down into the orange flames, all clearly shocked by the news.

"Gosh, Will!" Much said, "I'm sorry!" Will gave him a small smile, waving away and apology and went to sit on his old, empty and disturbingly cold bed.

"I was going to have daughter…" he said quietly, to nobody. Before he knew what was happening, tears poured out of Will's eyes as the outlaws surrounded him, each offering as much comfort. Robin allowed Will to lean on his shoulder as Marian stroked his hair. Much paced back and forth in front of them, biting his lip. Little John patted his hand and Allan awkwardly stood, scratching his neck. Sobs wracked his thin, but well muscled body, making him seem very fragile.

"We're all very sorry."

"Yeah, I'm not being funny, we really are. We all liked Djaq," Allan added on to Marian's statement.

"This is do not like," Little John mumbled. Will nodded in agreement. For once, he knew why Little John used the short, heart-felt phrases as his only way of speaking. They were a mouth full but they could say everything at once. Will dried his tears, letting his friends return to what they were doing before his emotional outburst. Only Marian remained at his side, her face twisted with sorrow.

"So, are you here to be Robin Hood again?" Allan asked suddenly, looking up from his feet. Will nodded, "It's what Djaq would've wanted."