-1"You will regret your decision My Lady. Enjoy your new friends." Marion was thrown into the cell, and fell on the dirty rushes. Looking up she saw three men learing at her. Marion turned to Gisborne.

"You haven't got any goodness in you anywhere, do you? You are black hearted."

Guy smirked as he studied her. Goodness is wasted on you, treating you like a lady is the wrong thing to do. I offered you everything, even my heart. You put an arrow through it. Sheriff is right, you are a leper. I'll celebrate your hanging tomorrow."

Marion watched him walk away. She had hurt him, and she knew that there had been a bit of goodness in him, hidden behind that hard exterior, and that darker half of himself. But she would do anything for Robin, and Gisborne would never cross over totally to the good side.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw the three men watching her, and whispering. One was older of the three with long dark hair, and several missing teeth in front. The other two could have been brothers, both with shoulder length hair, and icy blue eyes, they were closer to her age. But that didn't make them less dangerous than their companion.

Marion backed up against the wall, and gave them a cold look. They laughed at her, as they took a step towards her.

"A lady…Brian, imagine that. In here with us lads."

"Yeah, Georgy, I want to break her legs."

Earlier:

Edward was sitting at the table with a goblet of wine in front of him. How could it all have gone so wrong? So many of his friends were dead, no other nobles left to stand up to Prince John. He didn't know what to do. His own daughter had added the nail to his coffin. Why couldn't she just marry Gisborne, and she could have gotten her freedom when King Richard returned, or Gisborne could have had a accident, drank some poison, or fell off his horse. Now he would lose it all.

He heard the horses ride up outside, and the door flung open. Gisborne walked in, with his spurs jingling. Four guards stood behind him. "Where is she?"

"I don't know." Edward drank the rest of the liquid in his cup and poured another. Gisborne walked over, and knocked the drink out of the older man's hand.

"Yes you do. She wouldn't be far from you. Tell me, now!" Growled Gisborne, as he jerked Edward out of his seat. He stared into his eyes, and then shoved him into the wall. Edward slid down the wall and sprawled on the floor. He looked up at Gisborne.

"She left! She isn't here. She ran and left me."

Gisborne turned to the guards, "Search the place. Especially her room."

The guards could be heard upstairs throwing stuff around, as they searched.

Gisborne stood there, looking down at what would have been his father-in-law. Edward knew the look, and hoped Marion would not walk in. He knew Gisborne would probably kill her.

One of the guards came down, holding a mask, and a bloody bandage. He handed to the Gisborne, who studied it, and glanced at the guard. "Which room?"

"The daughters."

"Just as I thought." His eyes went flinty as he turned back to Edward.

"It's mine."

"Old fool, I am not stupid. If this is you, then show me your wound, that was covered by this bandage."

Edward lowered his head. He couldn't protect her, and hoped that she had run to stay with Robin. He knew Robin would protect her. He used the chair to help him regain his feet. He looked Gisborne in the eye.

"You are nothing more than the Sheriff's lapdog, or perhaps more to that evil man."

Gisborne's face turned red, and with a swift movement, he drew his dagger and drove it into Edwards chest. Edward felt the burning pain, and as his sight grew dim he hoped Marion was safe. She was free now, she didn't have to protect him anymore. His eyes closed, as Gisborne jurked the dagger out, there was a sucking sound as it came out, and blood poured down his shirt. He fell with a thump to the floor as Gisborne called his men. He had to find Marion.

The sound of footsteps and the three moved away. Two guards dragged a man into the darkened area, as one opened the door and threw the man inside. Marion, seeing the face, ran over to him.

"Will?"

Will looked up at her, surprised to see her. He had a cut on the side of his head, that still bleed. "Marion, what?" He looked around at the others, sizing them up. He stood up, as the three whispered. He put his hand on Marion's shoulder as he faced the men.