How easy is it to forgive? If I had been asked that question while I was alive on Earth, I would have said it depends on the offense. I never, for example, would have thought that it would be easy to forgive a murderer, especially your own. Dying and going to Heaven had changed my prospective, though. When you're in Heaven, you can easily forgive anything, even the man who took your life.

So when I saw Guy lying there on his bed, I forgave him everything, but I somehow knew that he would never forgive himself. I may not be God, but I could sense the inner demons that he was facing. The guilt he felt was obvious. I did more than forgive him, I pitied him. "It's alright." I wanted to tell him. "I'm happy where I am. I don't blame you."

The peace I felt was soon destroyed when I saw an arrow fly through the widow and hit the head board. Guy was awake instantly, and we both knew what was coming next. "Gisborne!" Robin's voice was clear, hard, and full of hatred. If I could have appeared as a ghost and begged him to stop, I would have done so just then, but I was as helpless to prevent what was about to happen as a newborn babe.

"He is come." Guy said to himself, and it suddenly seemed as if he smiled slightly, and I realized that he was just as eager as Robin. "NO!" I shouted, but neither could hear me. Guy rushed outside sword in hand to where Robin was waiting for him. A crowd had already gathered to watch.

Robin drew his sword and Guy charged shouting "Hood!" as he did so. He swung at him, but Robin blocked the blow. Guy kept coming at him, and Robin managed to hit him in the face with his first, sending Guy backwards.

"Please, stop this!" I was getting frantic. I was shaking uncontrollably now. I knew that this fight would end in death for one of them, but which one? I was getting so emotional, that I didn't stop to think about the fact that one of them might join me this day.

The fight was getting hotter every second. Clang, clang. I couldn't stand to watch it. I closed my eyes, just listening to the sounds of the fight. Hoping, yet dreading, for it to stop.

Then I heard the screams. They sounded like they were coming from a little girl and I opened my eyes to see Guy carrying a child over his shoulder away from the village. The girl continued to scream. "Oh, no! Don't, Guy! Stop! She's just a child."

My eyes sought Robin and I found him fighting with a guard. He knocked him to the ground and hurried after Guy, the villagers all following behind him. The girl called out for her father. "Papa!"

"Put her down, Guy!" I was seething now. Had he no sense of honor? Just as the last of the villagers left Locksley, Much, John, and Alan came running in. Good! I felt greatly relieved to see them. I knew they would not have abandoned Robin, even though he had ordered them to.

Alan stopped by a fence to catch his breath. "Where is he?" asked Much.

"Where's everyone?" Alan added.

"There!" said John, nodding his head in the direction that the shouts and screams were coming from. "Up there. Come on!" He took off and the other two were right behind him. I could only pray that they would reach Robin and Guy in time.

Guy ran through the forest, the girl on his shoulder still calling for her father. Robin was right behind him. "Where are you gonna take her, Gisborne?" he shouted.

Guy didn't answer, instead he kept running, but he was soon forced to stop when he reached the edge of a cliff. It was a long way down.

Guy turned around and took the girl down, holding in front of him as Robin and the villagers approached. "One more step," he warned, "and she goes over."

"Please," one of the villagers begged, "not my daughter."

"Mary!" a woman wailed.

"Guy of Gisborne!" I shouted, wishing for all the world that he could hear me. "Let the girl go!"

"It's alright." Robin tried to reassure her. "Don't be scared."

"I'm not." she said shaking her head. "You're Robin Hood." I smiled. Yes, he is, I agreed, he just seems to have forgotten. Please, I added, remember who you are!

"Gisborne, let her go." said Robin, his hands out in a gesture of peace. "I'll drop my weapons." My smile grew. Now that sounded more like the old Robin.

"You first." said Guy not taking any chances. When Robin didn't move, he picked the girl up and swung her over the edge as if to drop her. She screamed.

"Whoa, alright!" shouted Robin. He quickly dropped his sword and bow and Guy set the girl back on the ground. She ran to her family, who embraced her and held her close.

Guy approached and faced Robin. "Times come for you to pay for what you did!" Robin told him. I groaned. Not again!

"No." said Guy. "It was you! You forced me to do it."

"You murdered her! You loved her, but you couldn't have her!

"She should have been mine!" Guy shouted, full of rage.

"She was my wife!" Robin shouted back.

"No!"

They threw themselves at each other and for a few seconds they wrestled on the ground. Then Robin hit his head on a rock. "No." I whispered. I couldn't believe it. "Get up!" I pleaded. "Get up!"

Robin groaned, losing conscientiousness. Guy found the necklace that all the gang wore. "Prepare to die, Robin Hood!" He pulled it off his neck.

He stooped and picked up Robin, holding him between his shoulders. "No, Guy! NO!"

The villagers all cried out as Guy threw Robin off the cliff. "Aaaaaaaaaaah!" shouted Guy, as if freed from a great burden.

"No!" shouted Much who had arrived in time with the others to witness this. He drew his sword and ran forward. Alan tried to stop him, but John held him back.

"I'll kill you!" shouted Much, but he was no match for Guy, who quickly grabbed him and knocked him to the ground.

"Take him away!" he ordered the guards who had just arrived from the village.

Alan struggled, but it was no use. John was too strong for him. "Hey!"

"No!"

"They've got him." Alan said helplessly.

"Not now."

As much as I hated to admit it, John was right. Now was not the best time to help Much. They stood a much better chance if they waited.

Robin wasn't dead. I could sense that much, but I knew that he might not have much longer to live. And thanks to Guy, both he and the ever faithful Much, were out of action.

I put my face in my hands and wept.

Author's Note: Man! That was hard to write! I hope you enjoy it so far. Please, keep reviewing.