Hello readers! I'm excited that I finally got a new idea for a story. I am sick of how Series 3 is going, so I'm combining the actual legend of Robin Hood with my own ideas and creating this story. I thought it would be interesting to hear the story from the view of Allan a Dale, because of all he goes through. I would also like to hear not only your reviews, but things you wish to know about this character, and how you would like the story to go. I am up for suggestions. I'm hoping they will inspire me further. I want to learn from my readers and know what they like in a fanfiction. Also, if you see anything that should be edited (I still make mistakes, despite Spell Check), please let me know. This is the hardest story I've had to write, since it is based off a legend, which in turn was based off an actual time period and place in history. If you see anything that is inaccurate, please let me know as well. I hope you enjoy the introduction, and please review!

Thanks,

Haras

"Luke! Luke!" cried a young man as he ran towards the stables.

"Nathaniel! What is it? What's happened?" replied his friend, looking up from where he stood, grooming a horse. "But for Heaven's sake man, stop shouting!" he scolded. "You'll spook my horses!"

Nathaniel reached the stable and leaned against the wall, panting.

"It's Anna, Luke," he panted. "The baby is coming."

Luke nearly dropped his comb. "Now?!" he gasped.

Nathaniel nodded. "My Laura is with her now, and sent her apprentice to fetch some water. She saw me on her way to the well and said I'd better get you because the baby is coming!"

"Thank you, my friend," replied Luke as he turned to his own apprentice. "Paul, please continue the work. I shall return later."

His apprentice nodded, and Luke and Nathaniel ran to a small house in the middle of Rochdale.

Once inside the house, all the two men could do was wait.

Finally, the door to the bed chambers opened, and Nathaniel's wife came out.

"Congratulations Luke," she smiled. "You're a father."

Nathaniel clapped his friend on the back, and Luke asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

Laura smiled warmly. "Why don't you come in and see for yourself?"

Luke walked through the doorway and smiled when he saw his wife. The smile only grew wider when he saw the bundle in Anna's arms.

The new mother looked up and beamed at her husband.

"Come see our new baby, Luke. Come see our son."

Luke came closer and saw a sleeping baby boy wrapped in a blanket. Anna handed the bundle to Luke, who now held his son for the first time.

"Hello, son," he said, the word sounding odd coming from his lips. "I'm your father."

"What should we name him?" Anna asked.

"How about Allan?" replied Luke, watching the sleeping baby.

"I like that," Anna smiled.

"And how about you?" Luke asked the peacefully sleeping baby in his arms. "Do you like Allan?"

The baby snuggled closer to his father.

"I'll take that as a yes," grinned Luke. "Then Allan you shall be. Allan of Rochdale."