A/N: Hey guys! I just wanted to say that this idea has been stuck in my head for a while, so I decided to finally write it out :D Unfortunately, for Will/Djaq fans, the couple won't be featured here. I hope you still read it though because I really do love that couple, but I want to play around with her and Allan. I like BOTH of those pairings. Enjoy!

NOTE: This is set after the first episode from Season 2. I'll be incorporating some of the episodes into here, but not much after. Everything that happened previously did happen, except for Allan getting captured.

Chapter 1

It was mid-morning. For once, the gang had no drops to make. No places to go; no need to fight the Sheriff, or Gisbourne, or their knight. Just a day of complete peace.

However, that was cut short when the clang of their little intruder alarm was set off. Everyone looked up in alarm; someone got caught in their net.

Just then, a young girl came stumbling and falling, straight in front of their recently constructed camp. After looking irritated at her clumsiness, she looked up at the outlaws in surprise. They stared back. She smiled sheepishly.

"Uh, sorry about the intrusion, and you might find some guards caught up in that net over there. It seems like they can't see a simple trip wire. I'll be going now, bye!" she said in a rushed voice before taking off.

Robin stared after her. He looked at the gang.

"Everyone, gather your things. We are going after her," he ordered.

"What? Why? I was beginning to enjoy the idea of relaxing," Much protested.

"She knows where our camp is. And she knew there was a trip wire. We need to follow her. Silent running in groups of three, now go," he commanded before taking off with Much following behind him, grumbling all the way.

They followed the girl for some time. She was surprisingly fast, but eventually she slowed down. They hid behind the trees and bushes as she looked around cautiously. Without a word, she took off running again, through a thin path with thick bushes on both sides. With a nod towards everyone, Robin took off running again. They didn't know who they were dealing with and needed to be careful.

They ran through the thicket and into another part of the woods. Robin stopped. He couldn't see her. He looked around confusedly and gave his gang an enquiring look. They shrugged. They couldn't see her either.

"You know you should check your running. I hope you don't call that silent; it's so noisy," a voice out of nowhere rang out.

The outlaws drew out their weapons, unsure of where the voice is coming from.

"Relax," the voice came again, "I'm up here."

Robin looked up to see the girl from before dangling dangerously from the branches of a tall tree.

"Come down from up there. We're not going to hurt you; we just want to talk," Robin called.

"And you expect me to believe that? I just saw your camp, and from the precautions you took to hide it, you don't want me to know where it is."

"Well, she is good," Much said.

"Shut up, Much," Allan said.

"You know you should come down from there," Much continued, ignoring him, "it's dangerous up there. You can seriously hurt yourself."

The girl snorted, "Doubt it. I've done this before."

"Yeah, well, you should still come down all the same. Robin here wants you talk to you," Much said.

"So you're Robin Hood and his gang? Well, I guess I should be honored," she said slyly.

"Are you?" Allan inquired.

"Nope," the girl retaliated, grinning.

"Well why not?" Robin protested.

"I've been living in the woods. It isn't that hard; don't know why everyone is in awe of you."

"We take from the rich, and give to the poor," Robin replied.

"Ah, well then I applaud you," she said, before dropping down, "but I really need to be on my way, places to be and all that."

"What's a girl like you doing out here in the forest all alone? And I take it that those guards that are trapped near our camp were chasing you."

"I needed something. Wrong place, wrong time; not gonna happen again. Now if you excuse me, I have an appointment to get to."

"To where?" Much asked.

"A wagon," she said, smirking.

"A wagon with what?" Will asked.

"Money, clothes, food; not sure really, my friend's things were taken and put in there, and I offered to help take them back."

"Well, would you like us to assist you?" Robin asked.

"Nope, I can handle it on my own," the girl shot back.

Without a word, the girl started walking away. Allan and Much moved to follow her, but Robin shook his head. Everyone was quiet until the girl was out of earshot.

"Well we have to help her," Djaq said.

"Why? She said she didn't need help," Much protested.

"She's young, that's a fool's job; she might get hurt," Djaq shot back.

"I don't like this," Little John muttered, "someone so young shouldn't be stealing."

"I'm young!" Will protested, "what are you talking about?"

"She's a girl; why isn't she with her family?" John countered.

Robin shook his head, "Something is not right about this."

"Well what do you want us to do?" Much asked.

"We'll go after her, but no helping. She didn't ask for it, and we will have to respect that," Robin said, looking at John who was about to protest, "but if she needs help, we will jump in first thing."

"And I thought we were going to relax today," Much moaned.

They reached the end of the forest where it met with the road. They hung back a little farther than the girl, which they can see crouching behind a large bush. Up ahead they spotted the wagon in question coming from up the road. It must hold something important, for alongside it was a dozen guards. Will looked at Robin, exchanging a worried gaze.

The wagon continued down the road until the road. Much was confused. She was just letting it past! As he and his friends watched in confusion, the wagon began to get away. Just then, the girl started to sneak behind the wagon. Pulling out a sword, she hit the back two guards in the head with the hilt, effectively knocking them out. She continued to do it to the two guards in front of them, and two more before being found out. Immediately, the wagon stopped and the guards drew out their swords. The outlaws drew an anxious breath.

The guards wasted no time getting into action. This was just a girl! She would be easy to overpower. Inwardly, she smirked, knowing she had the advantage of the surprise. Swiftly she knocked out the guard closest to her before taking his sword. Now armed with two, she knew the guards will be more cautious. They charged at her, and the battle ensued. Fighting the last five would be tough. She clashed her swords with two of them before ducking the swords of the others. With a determined lunge, she leaned forward to knock two of them out. She turned to face the last three.

With an avid determination she knocked one out by against his back. She hoped that it didn't hurt too much. Just in time, she ducked what could've been a fatal blow. She swiped at a guard's foot, making him fall down. She smacked her sword against his head, knocking him out. She faced the final guard, discarding a sword. Sword clashed against sword as they fought. Finally she faked left, quickly turning to the right, she knocked him out. However, before he lost consciousness, he took one more swipe at her, effectively cutting her arm.

She hissed at the pain, but ignored it. She could look at it later. She peered into the wagon, looking for a certain object. Her eyes roamed over the gold and silver coins, the expensive jewelry, and other trinkets of value. Finally, her eyes landed on the simple, but gold locket in the midst. Jackpot!

She started to climb into the wagon before being rudely pulled back. She sharply turned around to see that Robin guy holding her captive.

"Let me go," she said through gritted teeth.

"Well, now why would I do that? I need some answers from you," he grinned.

"Do you always treat women this way, or do you just like to manhandle girls," she fired back.

Robin grinned, "I do not manhandle; I'm merely just holding you for your safety as my gang look through the loot. Impressive fighting by the way, you knocked out a dozen guards without a scratch on you."

"Almost," she muttered.

"You're wounded," one of the members spoke up.

The girl looked up in surprise to see a woman among the men. She must've missed that detail.

"Do you want me to look at it?" she inquired kindly, "my name's Djaq."

The girl shook her head stiffly, "No, thanks but no thanks. I want this leader of yours to release me. I'll just get what I came for and be on my way."

"What's the rush?" Robin exclaimed, "You've helped us get this haul; the least we can do is let you come to our camp and treat you to dinner."

The girl eyed the leader warily.

"Trust me," he said, noticing her dubious gaze, "just stay with us the night. It's getting dark anyways, and the nearest town is quite a long walk."

The girl seemed to have an internal debate with herself, before hesitantly nodding in agreement.

"Great! Lads, be nice; we have a guest today!"

"Great, another mouth to feed; more food to prepare," Much muttered.

"I can help you with dinner if you want," the girl spoke hesitantly, "I know how to cook."

Much lit up with the prospect of help, "Great!"

"Then it is settled. You will stay with us for the night," Robin said.

The gang set to work gathering the money and jewelry into bags. John watched over the guards, ready to knock them out again if they came to. The girl had grabbed her necklace, and already put it in her travelling bag. It didn't go unnoticed by Robin and Will however, though they didn't comment on it.

Once they were done, they started to head back to camp. No one spoke, except Much rambling non-stop. When they finally reach the camp, they immediately dispersed, John and Allan putting what they gathered into the hiding place, although glancing at the girl warily. She didn't pay them the slightest attention, knowing that she shouldn't know the hiding spot. Instead she went to Much to help him with dinner.

"What are you making?" she asked.

"Oh, just chicken today," he replied.

"If it is actually chicken," joked Djaq as she passed.

The girl snickered as everyone but Much laughed.

Muttering under his breath Much began preparations for the chicken to be cooked. Will and Djaq were starting the fire as Much skinned it. The girl started to prepare the seasoning, humming quietly under her breath, quiet enough so no one would hear. Half an hour later, the chicken was ready and she began to hand it out to everyone. As she handed Will her plate, he noticed her cut.

"Hey, you're starting to bleed a lot," he said.

She looked down at the wound, "Oh, I guess I forgot I even had it."

"Here, let me help you clean that up," Djaq said.

Djaq guided her to an empty corner of the camp and started to clean the wound out.

"So, what is your name?" Robin asked.

"And why should I tell you that?" the girl countered.

"It seems fitting. We don't want to keep calling you 'hey girl' or 'you'. It would save us the trouble. Plus, we are letting you sleep here tonight," he reasoned, cheekily smiling.

She let out a huff of breath, "Fine, I'll tell you."

"Well go on then, we haven't got all night," he teased.

"I'm Allie."

A/N: So…that's the first chapter! I'm so excited! Stay tuned for more! Thanks again for reading! Don't forget to review!