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"Hand!"
Allan pulled me up by my wrists onto the branch. "Well?"
"Wagon coming, we've got some time. Where's Robin?"
"Down here. Are we all set yet?"
I smiled over the branch where Robin was standing at the trunk. He had mud and gum packed around his eye with a cut off arrow sticking out. "Well I'd lie down in the ground if I were you. Not many people walk around calmly with an arrow in the eye."
He laughed and fell into the ground letting Much and Djaq hurriedly kick dirt and leaves over him.
I turned my head over my shoulder to look at Allan. "You should probably get a move on you know."
He gave a chuckled peaking over my shoulder. "Looks like show time." He gave a sigh running fingers through his hair. Catching my stare he grinned. "I need a hair cut."
I turned my face toward his with a smile. "I don't know. I rather like it."
His grin widened. "Then I guess I'll have to keep it this way." He gave me a wink and made his way down the tree. "Head back to camp. That way you can see how well this door of Will's works."
I shimmed to the other side of the tree wrapping a loose cloth around the hidden rope. One a few of the trees we had tied ropes close to the top for an easier way up and down. Allan was just being a show off climbing down as he had before because this way was much faster. I pressed my feet against the trunk and repelled down enjoying the wind in my hair. As I made it to the bottom, I turned and ran into a chest. "Ow, watch it."
Will pinched my nose and gave me a smile. "I'm not the one walking into people. Think you should start heading to the camp?"
I grinned up at Will. Like Allan and the others his hair was growing a touch shaggy. I never thought a day would come when I would truly enjoy the shagginess of men. Even Robin carried his new style well.
I think on everyone I liked Djaq's new look the most. I had persuaded her to allow me to make her real clothes since the Sheriff and his men already knew her to be a woman. It was a nice improvement and I had more fun mending her clothes. Like the others her hair was growing out. Except on her it was growing back in a lovely shade of black I envied.
But currently it was Will smiling down at me. I gave a sigh and walked past him without a word, but a hundred thoughts. Things with Will had been very different. He was relaxed and laughing for the first time since Robin had left. Of course there was still something off. It might have also been because of how things were when he came back. I had been very hard on both him and Allan once things were settled. Neither would look me in the eye for the longest time and the others were enjoying that so much no one had the heart to yell at them for leaving in the first place. Robin had thanked me for doing his job, which made me turn the glare on him as well. Will had gone back to treating me like he used to a while back; like a sister. That was not my favorite thing in the world, but it was something. He wasn't acting depressed, or angry so for that I could be thankful.
That was my attitude in these months, be thankful. Be thankful everyone was alive and happy. So I just walked quickly back to camp. Another thing to be happy about. A permanent camp. I didn't have to constantly change my routes to find them, or worry about one of their other camps being found. The camp was also bigger than my cottage, which was amazing. Some nights I would just go over there to cook to get away.
Getting away was another little pleasantry. Unlike before when Tobias had come round looking to woo me, he was avoiding me as well. Of course it could be mainly because Gisborne was more than just a bit miffed at Marian ever since the whole leaving him at the alter incident. As Guy's lackey it would look bad if he was still fraternizing with the enemy. Although, it didn't stop him from staring-leering actually-every time I was in the market. Djaq offered to make up a fun little potion, but I declined. If this was the worst of my problems I think I could deal with it on my own.
And Marian had been thrown out of Gisborne's light. Completely I should add. This wasn't exactly as good as we had originally thought it to be. Gisborne was a major obstacle we were having troubles with. He had been worse than usual after Marian left.
I looked behind me seeing Robin and the others slide down into the leaves. I rolled into the entrance of the camp and Will pulled the lever bringing down the door of the entrance.
All of us were staring up through the mesh and leaves that covered the roof of the camp. Voices could be heard above us, the woman loudest of all. She was calling her guards to come back. They were headed to Nottingham, that much I could hear from the grumbling.
Their hoofbeats were disappearing as the laughing started.
Will pulled the lever to bring the door to the entrance back up.
"Come on." Robin smiled stepping outside. "Great work Will."
Will shrugged, but the smile on his face was obvious. "It was nothing."
Much looked shocked, but laughed. "Nothing? It's genius! I love our camp!"
I rolled my eyes. "So I suppose a celebration is in order."
Djaq smiled following me to the back of the camp. "Food sounds good about now." She handed me a small bag, smiling. "I have a surprise for you."
I lifted a brow peering in to the bag. Smelling the contents I gave her a hug. "Thyme! Oh Djaq, it's wonderful. Where did you find it? I have not seen it growing around here in years. I used to have to go outside the county to get it." I turned to the others dangling the bag. "We're in for a treat."
Allan peaked over my shoulder grabbing a pinch of the thyme. "I don't care what you're making. I just want your cooking. You've left us to the mercy of Much's cooking for too long."
I rolled my eye smacking him in the chest. "It's not that bad. I think I spoil you all sometimes."
He grinned kissing my temple. "And that is why we love and appreciate you so much. So about that food..."

"Oh hells." I tossed the soup spoon to Much, quickly grabbing my bag.
Robin raised an eyebrow at my movements. "And where are we off to in such a rush?"
"Marian. The, uh, Night Watchman was doing a run tonight. I was supposed to pick up more torn clothes. And I need to drop off new medicine for Edward."
Robin nodded slinging his bow across his shoulders, letting his wrists hang loosely over the ends. "I'll come with you. I haven't seen her in a few days."
I rolled my eyes. "You are a horrid liar." I froze fixing my shoulder strap as night sky lit up. "Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling?"
Much looked out the entrance toward the sky. "Paranoia?"
Allan gripped one of the ceiling planks leaning forward. "I don't know. Heat lightening is unusual for this time of year. Plus it's been a bad sign is my experience."
Will rolled his eyes. "Cousin struck by lightening? The same one who turned into a newt?"
Allan glared. "Firstly he saw someone turned into a frog. Secondly, heat lightening doesn't touch ground so it can't strike you."
Robin hit the backs of my knees with his bow, making me fall into Will. "Let's go before they attempt to try you as a witch again."
Will gave my forehead a kiss goodbye, and I stuck my tongue out at him.
I moved to Allan giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for being on my side for once."
He laughed. "Sometimes I'm one of the good guys. So what else can I do to earn a kiss?"
Robin looped his arm through mine, tugging me along. "All right, we get the point. No making fun of you."

I pulled myself through Marian's window and she jumped. "It's all nice and fine with the two of you flirting, but literally leaving me hanging isn't as fun."
Robin gave me a hand rolling his eyes. "You don't have to be as dramatic as coming up through the window."
I crossed my arms. "I do when I see Gisborne riding this way with torches."
Marian's eyes widened and we all froze listening to the horses and screaming.
Marian held Robin back as I looked out the window checking to make sure the brush was clear. I let Robin go out first watching Marian run down the stairs.
I grabbed the clothing from her trunk. I got a hold of anything I could as I smelt the smoke from downstairs. Gisborne was burning the house. An arrow shot through the window, Robin's signal to hurry.
I went to the window holding up a finger. Robin wasn't looking up. Even in the light of the fire, I could see his jaw was clenched. Apparently, Marian had given him clue to stand down. Good.
I started coughing realizing I didn't have much time. Grabbing a small trunk I broke the bars on the window tossing down a trunk full of clothing. I refused to let all her clothing burn. I had put work into most of it, and I wouldn't let Gisborne embarrass Marian by making her wear the lowest of clothing. Taking a survey of the room I was halfway through the window when I found her jewelry box. I stuffed it in my bag just as the fire moved up the stairs.
"Siobhan!"
I ran to the window climbing down the sides of the house as quickly as I could. I could still remember sneaking out of Marian's room years ago. It hurt knowing this would be the last time I would ever be able to do it.
Robin grabbed me from behind hurrying away from the burning house. "What. Were. You. THINKING?"
Uh oh. I hadn't seen Robin this angry with me in a while. But I knew it wasn't just me. It was more transference. He couldn't rightly go after Gisborne, and he hated not being able to rescue Marian right away.
I held out the jewelry box from my bag. "This is all Marian has left of her mother. I'm not letting all her memories burn away."
I saw Robin count to ten. "And the trunk?"
I grinned. "Well after all the work I've put into those dresses, the least I could do was save my creations."
"Siobhan, I've known you for my entire life and honestly that is the vainest thing I have ever heard you say." He shook his head with a smile, but sobered quickly. "Now, go back to your cottage. I grabbed Marian's horse before she ran too far off."
I nodded. "Before you go to town tomorrow, stop by. I've got the mending. Plus, I'll need to see Marian. I'd rather have a bit of nice company before I have to go into the castle."
He nodded. "It'll just be Much, Allan, and myself. We're not storming the castle, but we need to figure what we can about the rings."

Robin and I held back silent laughter as Much and Allan argued.
"Jigger off? What does that even mean?"
Robin shook his head sliding an arm around my shoulders. "Just watch Allan before you go into the castle. Make sure he doesn't get into too much trouble."
"No promises." I laughed taking after Allan. I ran a bit faster grabbing Allan's strap. "Well hell, you can slow up a bit."
He rolled his eyes then smiled. "Would you like to help a bit?"
"Depends...how much do I lose?"
He shook his head. "Nothing, you'll be my demonstration that the game isn't rigged."
"But it is."
"Yes, but the drunkards inside don't know that. Just pick the middle cup, I'll make sure you get it. Wait a minute out here then come in." He gave me one of his wonderful smiles and swept inside.
I refolded a few garments inside my basket before heading inside. I watched Allan work the crowd trying to get someone to double their wages. I listened with a few others before sitting opposite of him laying down three coins. "All right. I'll play your game."
Allan smiled. "Luck must be smiling on me to grant me such a beautiful first better."
I couldn't hold back the smile. "All right, I just have to find the coin under the cup?"
He nodded. Placing one of my coins beneath a cup he shuffled the cups around all the time keeping his eyes on me.
Something about his gaze sent chills through my body. It wasn't worried chills, it was the same type of chills I got whenever I caught Allan's eyes. Every time he got that look it reminded me that playing with Allan wasn't always very smart. He had feelings for me still and nothing I said or did could stop that. If I wanted to be honest I wasn't sure I wanted him to stop.
It was true, a terrible truth I'd tried to ignore. Even though Will's feelings for me fluctuated, I never really wanted to give up on him. Yet, it didn't stop me from developing feelings for Allan. Which was not one of my smartest moves, but what ever was? The only upside was that there was sure to be positive attention coming from one of them. It scared me sometimes knowing that was what I felt. The need to be wanted.
As he stopped moving the cups I placed two fingers on the middle cup.
Allan smiled turning the cup up revealing the coin. "Beautiful and intelligent, I am the lucky one." He placed my winnings in my hand. "Do come again any time my lady."
I smiled gathering my items as someone new sat down. I knelt to grab my basket and slipped the winnings back in Allan's hand. He frowned during his shuffling, but I just smiled keeping my voice low. "Just incase you trick the wrong drunk soldier. Keep enough to get you out of jail."
I straightened and headed outside. Now it was time to go to the castle.

I wanted to scream. I'd been locked in a room for over an hour, watching the events in the square unfold below. Robin had been captured, Marian was under house arrested and I hadn't figured a way out yet.
The door behind me opened and I went to grab my knife. If they even thought about taking me to the dungeons all bets were off. I wasn't even sure myself why I'd been locked up. Probably Gisborne's doing. If I had thought he hated me before things had only gotten worse since the whole botched wedding.
Tobias walked through the door and I considered just pulling my knife out anyway.
He smiled making a bow toward the door. "You're free to go."
"Well, I would like to know why I was locked up against my will. I have not been told anything. I happen to be running very low on patience."
Tobias frowned. "If you would like I can just lock up back up so you can ask for the Sheriff.'
I shook my head grabbing my basket to walk past him.
His hand shot out grabbing my elbow. "Things would be so much easier if you would simply just accept how much I could help you."
"Submission only comes to those that are weak. I have never been weak."
A gloved hand met my neck thumb pressing against my windpipe. "I could show you the benefits of submission."
My knife slide into my hand pressing into the cloth in front of his stomach. "This will be lodged into your stomach before you ever hurt me."
His eyes widened as the ripping of fabric could be heard.
We both turned out heard to the widow as shouting could be heard. "NIGHT WATCHMAN!"
It warmed my heart just a bit to hear the Sheriff so close to losing his mind.
I withdrew my knife. "I should think you are needed elsewhere. I will just take my leave." I nodded and hurried down the back staircase.
With any luck I would get down there the same time she made her disappearance. Apparently my timing was better than I thought.
Marian bowled me over struggling to get up until she saw it was me.
She rolled to her side pulling her mask off and started sobbing. "It's Robin. He's dead."
I pulled a dress from the drying line cradling Marian in my arms.
Rocking back and forth I shook my head. Robin couldn't be dead. This was Robin. Our Robin. The one who had been joking with me only a while ago.

I watched as Marian rake her fingers through her hair, shaking her head again. I knew how she felt. Her whole world was moving in slow motion and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
She started to trip and I ran to get her, but the sheet before her moved. Robin grabbed the falling Marian. A god thing he did because when she saw him her knees gave out. "Robin!"
I laughed walking over to them. Oh all the weight off my shoulders. "You know there's no need to make her trip. She's already fallen in love with you."
Robin wrapped an arm around Marian's waist motioning us to follow him.
Thus started the fight they always seem to have. The fight on whether or not Marian should be in the castle and act as a spy.
I waited behind a door, biting my lip feeling as if I was intruding.
As Marian ran back to the castle Robin turned back to me. "I love her."
"I know."
"But sometimes I really hate that she doesn't always need me."
"Five years without you by her side made her self sufficient. Plus, be fair Robin. She always did stand up for herself."
"But I don't like her putting herself in this much danger. It's one thing when she does her Night Watchman bit. It is another thing entirely when she wants to stay in the castle where she knows she's as welcome as the plague."
"What do you want me to do?"
"I didn't ask you to do anything."
I held a hand up. "Robin, if there's anything I know it's that you hate asking for help. Yet, I can see it plainly on your face. Just tell me what you want me to do so you feel better about Marian in the castle."
"Check up on her whenever you get the chance."
"I'll do the best I can on that front."
He paused looking at my face. "Best you can? That's a honest answer."
"Yes well, I'm only a little more welcome than Marian. Thats just because I deliver clothes. You forget. Gisborne hates m more than he previously did and Tobias is following suit."
"Ah, and how is your friend Tobias?"
"Tried to break my arm."
Robin stopped walking. "And?"
"I considered slicing his throat, but the Night Watchman's distraction saved his life."
"Siobhan...you have to hold your temper."
"Robin, I've held my temper for longer than I ever have." I gave a sigh, hitching my basket up higher. "I don't like letting people physically hurt me and walk away unharmed. It's against my morals and teaching. If you keep letting someone hurt you, you need to stay away from them or put enough fear in them not to hurt you back."
Robin gave my cheek a kiss and turned to hurry into market. "Come to camp later. And by the by, maybe you should listen to your own advice."
I cocked my head to the side watching him go. "What the..." What he said dawned on me and I winced. "Oh hell, I set myself up for that one."

I folded my knees up to my chest watching the others. It was like a tale, Robin rallying everyone, reminding them to never give up even if he should die. There was a sobering thought should we ever need them. Too many times in the past two years I'd believed Robin to be dead.
"Listen to me. We are not just six outlaws here in the forest." His eyes glanced to me. "We are the people of the town as well. We are more than six. Look at Marian, Siobhan, Roger of Stoke. Everyone who has ever helped up. They are Robin Hood. We are the spirit of England! And that lads, that is this county's only hope."
Allan came forward, large bruise under his right eye. "Hi lads."
I leapt up touching the side of his face as Djaq said what I was thinking. "What happened to you?"
"Trick after a pint too many." He smiled slowly moving my hand from his face, giving me a wink.
"Oh I could have told you that." Much handed Allan a mug of ale. "We are Robin Hood."
"What?"
"Just say it."
Will handed me my own mug, standing on my other side. He knocked my mug with his as we all raised our drinks in a toast.
"We are Robin Hood."

A/N:
Well I did say I would be back with a sequel. I know I'm a bit late. I mean I've seen all of season 2 and it's already started airing in the states, BUT there is good news.
I've officially finished school and we all know what that means.
Well...those who have been long fans and know my summer routine know.
It means more updates because I don't have hours of school work, project, college forms, or other fun things to distract me.
I apologize ahead of time for any format errors, but I got so excited I just had to upload this straight away. More entertaining things to come, not a lot could be done with the first epi besides a brief catch up. I'll try to keep updates to co-inside with those in the states who watch Robin Hood so i don't accidentally spoil anything. However, if I do go on a roll or go away for a weekend and decide to upload early I'll be sure to add a spoiler warning so you don't read by mistake.
For any UK friends I apologize if this goes slow since you've already seen it, btu come on. It means you can relive the agony of waiting week by week for season 2.
Okay enough from me.
Happy reading.