Shadows of the Past, by Rosa17.
As in 'love you forever' there will be flashbacks in this story which I will aim to post in italics.
Part 1
Much couldn't sleep, he had been dreaming, not of Acre but of Eve. He sat up and rested his back against the cold rock of the cave. He couldn't believe they were back in the cave already; these past twelve months had seemed to fly by. Eve, what joy had filled his heart when he learnt that she was working at Knighton, which however was short lived. Since Robin imparted the news three months previously he had not more than the odd sighting of her. Obviously she wasn't trusted and her every move was watched, she was unable to leave the estate unless she was accompanied by Eli and Anya or a guard sent from Nottingham. It made his heart ache to think that they were so near to each other and yet so far apart.
He glanced across the cave to where the humped shape of Robin and Marian lay together as one. Much sighed, they seemed to have it all. Of course he knew they didn't, to have it all would mean that Robin had his lands and title back, and here they were preparing to bring a child into the world to live as an outlaw with them in the forest, not ideal at all.
He had been shocked at the news of a baby, they all had, well actually now he thought about it, it was only he who had been surprised. The others just joked and teased about a crying babe keeping them from sleeping at night.
It had been an uneventful three months, oh they had tricked the Sheriff on occasion, usually when Gisborne was away as he often seemed to be these days and neither Tuck nor Thornton could shed any light on the situation. It remained a mystery but Robin was convinced that soon something had to give and they would learn of Gisborne's plans and be able to thwart them.
Robin moved and began muttering in his sleep. Much was not the only one to have dreams this night. He was thinking of going to his aid in an attempt not to wake Marian when she moved. Robin had obviously woken her. He listened to murmuring and low toned whispers unable to make out a word either said, but whatever was said was the right thing as their breathing evened out again. One thing was certain while Much thought Robin dreamt of the Holy Land he couldn't be further from the truth, for Robin's dreams lay much further back than that, as shadows of the past.