Since they stepped into the camp, Marian's whole world slowed down. There was no sound, only silence, everything was deaf. Around her soldiers moved rapidly, horses unsteady in their place, all things seamed to move except her. She was frozen still in time, holding the man who saved her life, hoping that he was still breathing. She needed someone to take Guy from her, for she didn't have the strength to move.

The Kings physicians moved quickly to aid his majesty. Robin and Much followed them to see if the King is in danger from his wound. They also plan to speak to him about the events that occurred. As they walked, King Richard turned and pointed at Marin, who was still firmly holding Guy. One of the physicians was a Saracen. He nodded and turned to Marian and Guy. Djaq stopped him for a moment and said that she could help.

The Saracen and Djaq eased Guy from Marians hold and with the help of Will and a few soldiers carried him into a small tent. Little John took Marians hand and helped her off the horse.

'You need to rest Marian, and change your dress.' But Marian did not respond to his words, she kept her eyes on the tent where Guy was taken.

'Yes, yes fine.' Her dress was covered in blood, becoming more red than white.

She finally acknowledged the words and waved a hand at John, still holding the gaze upon the tent. John shook his head, knowing that he needed to let her deal on her own with this situation. Marian moved towards the tent, every step getting faster. Her feet sank into the sand and she leaned with her hand on the doorframe of the tent. The situation that unfolded in front of her made every bone in her body shake. She was frightened of loosing him, this sudden fear that she wore on her heart made her question her feelings for this man. He did save her life, she thought, she owns him her life, but there was something more than that.

Djaq and the physician placed Guy on a small bed near the wall of the tent. Djaq unfolded the white sheet that was now soaked with blood. Then she carefully moved his right hand from his shoulder making him shiver.

'He is burning up.'

After some time and a lot of blood they managed to sew his wounds. Djaq was unaware of Marian's presence as she cleaned the blood from his torso. Djaq assured the physician that she can take thing alone from here and thanked him for his assistance. Marian slightly bowed when the physician passed and they made eye contact. He smiled slightly and went toward the King's tent.

Marian heart skipped a beat when she saw how his naked chest fell and rose. His hand started to shake again and Djaq rested her hand on his wrist to ease the trembling. They gave him something for the pain and to help him sleep. Marian decided to enter the tent but a gentle hand on the shoulder stopped her. Marian turned and saw Robin smiling.

'I've been looking for you' Robin led her from the ten.

'I was just checking on Guy, how is the King?' Marian was been shaken but tried to look like her usual self.

'He is going to be fine, just small wound on his back. Are you alright, love?

Marian's face looked as all the colors have been drained from her and her eyes were unsteady.

'Just tired' she place a hand on his cheek 'That all.'

'What has he told you, Robin? About Guy and –'

'- Nothin' He saw that she was worried about the whole thing, but he couldn't figure it out. Robin place a hand on her shoulder, reassuring her everything would be alright.

'I will speak to the King, when he feels better.'

'What will you tell him?'

'What do you mean?' Robin didn't understand her behavior 'The truth, Marian. That Guy and the Sheriff attempted twice to kill him and that I found the proof'

'No, no Robin, please do not speak to him about Guy, let me do it. I do not want to see him hang for treason-'

'-What? After everything he has done, you still defend him?'

'Yes! After EVERYTHING that he did! He saved me, Robin! I owe him that! You owe him that!'

Robin was burning with anger. He sighed heavily.

'Marian, he is a traitor to the crown! He needs to be punished for his crimes! Yes, he saved you but it was probably for his selfish needs. He will try to use this to get to you. I can't believe you of all people are asking me to lie to the King!'

'He may die, Robin' her words choked in her through 'He may not live through the night, please do not condemn him more. He is already paying for his crimes.'

'That is not enough! He hurt people in far painful ways that this!' Pointing to the her blooded dress.

'I know that! But all I am asking you is to wait. The King knows Guy saved his life buy jumping in front of an arrow, and all I am asking for you to do is not to tell the King about his business here, in Acre.'

She placed here hand on his cheek, making him look at her. Robin was breathing heavily; every fiver in his body was on fire.

'Please, Robin. Do this for me.' She kissed him.

'Alright, I won't tell him about Guy.' Marian smiled. It was the first time she felt at ease for a long time.

'Yet.' Robin added. 'But I will tell him about the Pact. I won't mention Gisborne. The King needs to know about the people who want to murder him' He looked straight into her eyes, his voice cold. Marian nodded. Robin laid a kiss on her lips.

'You need to get some rest. I must go and talk to the gang, and see if Vaisey is still near by.'

Robin went toward Allan and John, leaving Marina alone near the tent.

Djaq stood behind her 'I heard Robin.'

'How is he?'

'He is . . . sleeping. Marian, Guy has a fever; he may not make it through the night as you said.'

Marian's eyes traveled to the ground.

'This may also be a good thing, either his body will cleanse himself and fight the infection or he will not wake again.'

'Can I see him?'

'He needs to rest, but yes you may stay by his side all you want. I gave his something to help him sleep.'

Djaq understood her friends need to help anyone, even if it was someone wicked.

'Thank you Djaq, for everything.' Marian squeezed her friend hand.

'But Marian, Robin is right about Guy. We do not know why he has done this, and you need to be careful. I also want to believe that people can change over night. Everyone deserves a second chance.'

Marian nodded and gave her a weak smile.

'I am always careful. You are a great friend Djaq'

Marian went towards the tent, but Djaq stopped her for a moment 'and Marian, please get some rest too, you don't look well.'

Marian entered the tent, the light was dimmed, and the heat was almost bearable. Guy was lying on the bed, his torso wrapped in bondage. There was a small stain of blood appearing through the whiteness of the cloth. His body was slightly shaking, and from time to time he managed to calm himself and sleep still without moving. His right hand moved, as if something bolted through his body. There were a few drops of sweat on his forehead making his hair wet. Marian watched him for sometime, not having the courage to come near him. She was afraid of seeing him in this state.

He was always this strong and tall brooding man which always would soften his expression when looking at her. He always protected himself from the world and other people with this shield around his heart, but he let his guard down just for her. She was blind, she knows that now, how strong his feeling were for her. Step by step she managed to bring herself to his sleeping figure. She placed a chair near the bed, falling exhausted into it. Only until now she realized how much tired she felt.

Marian tried to fight the urge to sleep. Guy was shaking, his fiver growing stronger. She covered him with some sheets that where near by and entwined her fingers with his. Holding his hand, and relaxing it from shaking, Marian remembered her father and the events that followed after his death.

'Let me look after you. Protect you. I always cared about you Marian.'

Guy held her in his embrace.

'My feeling for you, I thought they gone away, but they haven't. They are stronger than ever.'

Kissing her forehead, Guy moved to her cheeks and then lips but Marian scared slid away from his arms.

'Forgive me. That was inappropriate, but in time.' Marian terrified opened the door and quickly entered the chamber. She almost closed the door behind her but something was blocking it. Guy's foot. He reopened the door, Marian moved closer to the bed.

'Leave me alone, please.' Marian begged, crying.

'I am sorry for my actions, Marian. I have no desire to scare you, or make you do something against your will.'

'Please, just leave.' Marian crashed on the floor, her back leaning against to the edge of the bed. Guy moved closer to her.

'Don't you touch me, ever again!' Marian yelled.

Guy lowered himself down on the floor, inches away from Marian and slowly stretched his hand to her.

'I'm not going to hurt you, Marian. I understand your pain. I've lost my parents as a boy, only my sister and me survived. Nobody comforted us, no one held our hand. I know the void you are feeling now, let me help you.' Guy whispered as gently as he could.

Marian calmed down and looking into his eyes and nodded. Guy slowly moved next to her and wrapping his arm around her, stroking her hair. Her head rested on his shoulder and with the other hand he held her hand tight. His cheek touched her hair, and he could small roses. Closing his eyes, his heart raced faster and Guy smiled. Marian cried in silence, but was thankful Guy was here, holding her. She liked how his body felt against hers, and how warm he was. Such a terrifying man, yet so gentle with her, Marian thought.

He wanted to say something to comfort her, but couldn't fine the right words. Only the silence filled the room.

Guy was holding the woman he cared so much for, and she was letting him. She didn't move away, she was allowing this and relaxing into his hold. His fingers caressed her hair, and then his fingers slowly moved to her cheek. Marian felt safe and drifted to sleep. They stayed like that for a while. Guy was afraid of letting go, breaking this moment. He knew that the Sheriff was probably looking for him and that Guy needed to report about the event the have occurred. He needed to leave.

He finally decided to place Marian on the bed and let her rest. Lifting her, she felt like a feather for him. A strong woman, and yet so light, Guy thought. She sometimes carried the world on her shoulders, but always remained so brave. And now, her world was crushed, she was alone. 'She wouldn't be if she just would . . . marry me. 'Guy said to himself.

He gently placed her on the bed and covered her with some clothing that was near by. Guy took a moment to look at this creature, sound asleep. He carved her image in his mind, like this sleeping, finally peaceful even if it was for a moment. Guy lightly kissed her forehead and deftly left the chamber.

But Marian wasn't alone in the room, yet. Robin was there the whole time, behind the curtains, watching, waiting, hoping that Guy would leave soon.

After the door closed, Robin came out from his hiding spot and moved toward the bed. He gently rocked Marian until she woke.

'Robin, what . . . what are you-'

'-I'm here to take you home, to the forest. I'm so sorry about your father.'

She closed her eyes for a second to prevent herself from crying. Robin kissed he forehead and held her for a moment.

'Come, let go.' Robin held out his hand.

She took his hand and before leaving this castle for good, she looked at the chamber door and hoped for a second that Guy would enter, stopping her and Robin from escaping. Marian knew deep down that going to the forest was a mistake, but she could not stay in this cold place anymore. A gentle smile appeared across her cheek, as she thought of Guy. A moment later they where gone, left thought the window, never to return, so Marian thought.

Relaxing into her chair, Marian smiled and said:

'You are going to be fine, Sir Guy.'

Guy sighed and his breaths became shallow for a moment.

'Marian . . .' He whispered and turned his head toward her, his eyes still firmly shut.

Marian gently laid her hand upon his warm cheek, trying to calm him down. Her fingers moved gently to his lips, but she flinched at his movement. Guy was murmuring something in his sleep.

'What are you dreaming about?' Marian said in a low tone, just for her to hear.

Not long after she fell asleep, holding his hand and watching the movement of his chest as he breathed. The only sound in the room was he unsteady breathing that became her lullaby.

Sorry for the wait, but here it is. Thanks for all the reviews ! Again sorry for the grammatical errors (I tried).