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A/N - I have written this after the end of series 2. Although I am throughly disappointed with how it ended, I will continue with this story and take it in the direction I intended it to go in.

Will heard Robin calling his name and ran deeper into the forest. He didn't see Allan and Djaq until he crashed into them, almost knocking Djaq to the ground.

"Sorry." he mumbled and tried to move past, only to be grabbed by Allan.

"Will, please mate we have to talk about this." Allan looked deep into Will's eyes, trying to find something, anything to show that Will still cared about him. All he could see was hate, and fear. "Talk to me, please."

"Get off me." Will snatched his arm away from him. "Leave me alone."

"Robin saw, didn't he." Allan's words made Will freeze in his tracks.

"How do you know?' he whispered, his large scared eyes searching for an escape from this uncomfortable conversation.

"I saw the fear in your eyes when we found you and Robin at the stream earlier. Tell him what happened to you, maybe he can help you."

"What are you talking about? Allan? Will? Tell me!" Djaq looked between the two men, desperate to know what they were talking about.

"It's nothing. I've got to go." Will turned his back on them and headed off into the trees.

"Will, wait" Djaq called after him, "talk to us, we can help you."

"No one can help me Djaq, least of all you two."

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Just as Will disappeared over the horizon, Robin came running towards them.

"Have you seen Will?" he panted, bending over to catch his breath.

"He came past here. Not being funny tho, he was acting odd." Allan pointed in the direction Will went in. "He went that way tho, if you wanna catch him."

"Thanks Allan." Robin patted him on the arm and sprinted off, following the tracks Will had left.

XxXxX

In camp, John and Much were waiting for Robin to return with Will. Much was cooking a chicken over the fire and John was pacing nervously, back and forth.

"Can you stop that please? It is rather annoying I think you'll find." Much snapped at John.

"I'm worried about Djaq. I'm not sure she knows what she's getting herself into with Allan."

"Djaq's clever. She'll soon figure it out if something is not as it seems."

"I hope, for her sake as much as ours." John sat next to Much and began picking at the chicken.

"That chicken is not properly cooked yet," Much laughed, remembering his first encounter with John and his band of outlaws. John joined in with the laughter and soon both of them were roaring.

Djaq came back into camp, and joined them by the fire. "What is so funny?" she asked looking rather perplexed.

"Just memories, of when I first met John." Much replied, still sniggering.

"Oh right." Djaq began to giggle, "when I first met John I saved his life."

"That's not a thing to laugh about." John remarked, but joined in with her laughter.

Robin burst into camp, interrupting the merry gathering. He seemed panicked and breathless. "I can't find Will. He's disappeared."

"Allan has gone to look for him. He will know where to find him." Djaq looked deep into the fire as she spoke.

"She's right Robin. They were best friends. Allan knows Will better than any of us sat here." John sighed as he spoke, clearly furious at the idea of Allan being allowed back so easily.

"As much as I regret that fact, John's right. Allan is the only hope we have of finding Will." Much hung his head, "it's not right."

Silence fell in the camp. Each person praying Allan would return with Will. As night fell they still had not returned. Much served the chicken although no one felt like eating, and they picked at it for the best part of an hour.

Across the forest, Allan found Will in a hidden clearing that overlooked Locksley Village. He sat next to the young man and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, feeling the sobs that wracked his body.

"It'll be alright mate. I'm here for you." Allan tried to put his arm round Will, but found himself being pushed away.

"I told you before, you are no mate of mine. And you were never there for anyone other than yourself." Will put his head in his hands and sobbed harder.

"Robin is worried about Will, they all are. Go back to camp. Talk to them. Tell them what happened to you. They'll understand ma..." Allan stopped short. "If me being bothers you that much I'll go, but please talk to someone."

Allan's wrong. If I told them they wouldn't understand at all. Will thought.They'd judge me.

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