You Got My Back I Got Yours
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the show, but I am proud to say, the storyline is mine!
Robin and his gang were running through the forest, the wind rushing past their ears. They had just raided the castle, and now Gisborne, accompanied by guards was charging after them on horseback.
Robin could hear the horses coming closer. "Split up!" he shouted at his gang. If they split up, they had more chance of making it back to camp without getting caught. Robin darted through a gap between two trees, he was pretty sure the horses couldn't get through here. Much ran past him, then stopped and turned as if to wait for Robin.
"Much, keep running, I'll catch up" Robin panted. Much turned again and began sprinting up the old, disused path, overgrown with brambles. Robin followed him, his legs moving as fast as he could make them go, even though he couldn't hear the horses coming behind him.
Robin was getting closer to the camp now; he was starting to recognise the area near his camp as he ran up the overgrown path. Suddenly a bramble got caught around his leg and Robin fell to the ground, crying out in pain as he sprained his ankle.
"Damn it!" Robin hissed. He had been getting so close too. How long would his gang wait at camp for him before they realised something was wrong and come to look for him? He would have to try and keep and going. Robin struggled to get to his feet but his ankle gave way beneath him, and he fell to the ground again.
Suddenly Robin heard someone in the distance call his name. "Robin?" It sounded like Much. "Robin?" There it was again, closer this time. There was a rustling behind him and before he knew it, Much was rushing towards Robin, worry, panic and concern written in his face as he saw Robin sat on the floor, grimacing in pain.
"Sprained my ankle" Robin explained, before Much could say anything. Suddenly, in the distance, they heard the sounds of horse's hooves and Gisborne's voice shouting "Find them!" Much looked at Robin, terrified.
"Much, go!" Robin hissed. "Quick!" Much shook his head and quickly began tearing the brambles from around Robin's leg, the thorns ripping and scratching at his hands. Eventually Robin was free and Much pulled him to his feet.
Much pulled his friend's arm around his shoulders, and gripped Robin tightly around his waist. With Much's help, Robin slowly began to hobble up the path.
"We have to hide" Much whispered, hearing the hooves behind him. When Robin didn't say anything, Much looked at his friend, concerned. That was when he realised how much pain this walking was causing him.
Robin's face was pale and sweaty, his breathing shallow. His eyes were closed and he had his teeth gritted. "Robin, I'm going to find a place to hide, and you can sit down and rest then" Much whispered, hoping to give some comfort to his friend. To his relief, Robin nodded.
Much led Robin to a large, shallow pit, concealed very well by a tree, a large boulder and lots of bushes and plants. Much helped Robin to sit down, and then clambered in beside his friend.
Robin still had his eyes closed and his teeth gritted in pain, and his breathing was still shallow. Much wrapped his cloak around his friend, who had started shivering, and then helped him into a comfier position leaning against him. He kept his arms wrapped around his friend, to help him stay warm and then began to whisper to him as he could see Robin was still in pain.
"Deep breaths Robin, it's okay, they won't find us here, your safe, just keep taking deep breaths Robin" Much whispered to his friend. Soon Robin's breathing became much more relaxed and his body was less tense.
"Much?" Robin whispered weakly. The walk to their hiding place had drained him of energy. Much looked down at his friend. "It's okay Robin, I'm here." Much said quietly.
"I need to repay you some time, for doing this for me." Robin croaked.
"No you don't, this makes up for all the times you've saved me." Much smiled.
Soon, they could no longer hear the sounds of the horse's hooves, or the shouts of the men, and Much decided that it was safe for them to leave their hiding place, and go back to camp. Besides, the others would be wondering where they were. Much pulled Robin to his feet once again, and started to help Robin to hobble slowly back to camp.
Soon they were entering the safety of the camp, where the others were sat on their beds, waiting for their return. As soon as they saw Robin, limping and being held up by Much, their cries of welcome turned to gasps of concern.
"Ankle" Robin hissed quietly, to explain his limp, and the reason he was slumped weakly against Much for support. Djaq ran to Robin's other side and helped Much to support Robin as he hobbled to his bed. Much plumped Robin's pillow and helped him into a sitting position on the bed so he could eat, while Djaq began ripping up strips of cloth, to use as bandages.
Soon Robin's ankle was bandaged up and he was enjoying talking about the day's events with the rest of his friends as they all relaxed on their beds.