(A/N Hey! I do apologise... I haven't updated in ages. Thank you so much for all the lovely reviews! They all made me smile...
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Chapter 2
Marian Fitzwalter paced her chambers, frustrated beyond belief. Her door was heavily guarded, and her windows locked. Guy of Gisbourne wasn't taking any chances-- not after he had found out about her role as the Nightwatchman. She had been placed- unofficially, of course- under House Arrest, and she hadn't seen Robin in a week.
Part of her frustration was, as always, directed at Robin Hood. She knew that there was an Outlaw being held in the castle-- Guy had gloated to her about it every time he had seen her, which had been far too many times, as far as she was concerned. He annoyed her, but he seemed oblivious to the unsubtle hints she dropped.
Men. Honestly. Sometimes, Marian didn't know why she bothered...
XxXxX –Outlaw's Forest Camp
The Outlaws were sitting around their camp fire, each lost in their own thoughts.
Robin, as always, was thinking of the beautiful Lady Marian. She hadn't been to visit him in almost two weeks-- why? What had happened? Images filled his head. Ones he didn't want to have to endure. Marian, resplendent in white, walking down the aisle towards a smirking Gisbourne. "I, Marian Fitzwalter, take you, Guy of Gisbourne..."
Much, as always, was concerned about his master. In fact, the only thing that he was more concerned about was his own painfully empty stomach. Game, he had told the Gang, was hard to come by at this time of year. Robin had laughed, telling Much that that was because Squirrels hibernated during Winter. Much had not been impressed.
John, meanwhile, thought of his wife and son, back in Locksley. What new tax did they face this week? What else did they have to cut back? Today was little Little John's eleventh birthday-- and his father should be there. He missed them so much, wished he could let them know how much he loved them. Maybe just to see them once in a while... but no. If they were seen with him, they would be estranged, and maybe even outlawed. Sherwood Forest was no place for a woman and boy. Still...
Djaq had thoughts only of Will Scarlett. She missed him. Missed his presence around the camp. Quiet, but reassuringly calm. When Will was around, she felt safe. Complete. For the many months they had spent in the forest together, she had seen him as a great friend-- maybe even a brother. But lately... lately, she had found herself thinking more and more about him. When he was around, their relationship was different. Sometimes even awkward. These strange, new feelings that Djaq had seemed to be driving them apart. More often than not, she would catch herself watching him over the fire, when he was deep in serious thought. She'd gaze at him, longing to smooth out the lines of worry and pain, wishing she could take some of his heavy burden. But even if she tried, he'd never let her. He'd try and take hers, insisting that he could manage. Because that was Will-- chivalry personified. Then, he'd look up, and their eyes would meet. His emerald eyes were beautiful and all-knowing-- they seemed to pierce her soul. She'd blink and look away, unable to meet his intense gaze for long. Because she loved him...
Finally, Robin spoke, breaking the silence. "When is Will going to be back, anyway?"
Djaq answered before anyone else had the chance to, "He was supposed to be back yesterday." She knew. She'd been counting the days.
Much shrugged, "I'm sure he's just delayed. I mean, he probably just wanted to spend more time with his brother. He'll be back soon..."
(Whoa. It got pretty fluffy there in the middle, didn't it? It's pretty short, but I'm kinda filling in some gaps and stuff. I don't think it's nearly as good as the first one, and I know John was totally out of character... damn.)