Disclaimer: No, unfortunately I don't own Robin Hood, otherwise we wouldn't be waiting two weeks to see the finale!

Summary: Takes place after Season 2 Episode 9. Will has decided to make a move. Will/Djaq. Also a bit of actual story for the rest of them, rather than just Will/Djaq fluff. :)

Author's Note: I just loved the Will/Djaq moment at the beginning of Ep 11. They're really starting to make it obvious now. Let's just hope it's not all in vain. I am still reeling from having watched the alternative trailer on the BBC website. These two weeks are going to be tough! I'll have to add excessively to my fic to make up for the lack!!

Thanks to Ivy3 – I realised that I've not only been spelling Allan's name wrong, but Marian's too!! smacks self on forehead

Allan checked that the way out of Locksley was clear, while Marian locked Guy in the room she had been using. She came down to the door of the manor and peeked out. Allan was standing a short distance away. He nodded to her and she hurried towards him. Together they made haste towards the forest, trying not to attract attention. As they reached the edge of the forest, they heard a roar of rage from behind them and they broke into an all-out run. They hadn't got far when shadows emerged from the forest, surrounding them. They came to a faltering stop, closing the gap between them and instinctively putting their backs to each other, ready to fight. One of the shadows came forward and Marian, peering through the darkness, recognised him.

"Robin!" She gasped and threw herself into his arms.

"Marian? What are you doing here?" He responded, putting his hands on either side of her face and bringing it up to meet his.

"Guy found out about the Nightwatchman. Allan saved me."

There was a moment's silence, then Robin said, "Let's go back to the camp, you can tell us more there." They started walking further into the woods, but Allan remained behind. Robin stopped when he realised Allan hadn't moved. "Come, Allan."

Allan followed slowly behind them and the rest of the gang made a loose circle around the three, making sure no one was following.

When they arrived at the camp, Will secured the door behind them and Robin sat down next to the fire with Marian. Allan stood next to Robin and Marian looking uncomfortable and the rest of the outlaws remained standing, still unsure of his position.

"Tell me what happened." Robin asked Marian, taking her hands and looking her in the eyes.

"Guy said he was taking me to Locksley for my safety. I couldn't really refuse. Especially not since my father died. I can no longer claim that I need to stay near him or claim that he would be scandalised by us living in close proximity. I tried protesting that it would give me a bad reputation, but he insisted that he was much more concerned about my safety than my reputation. When we arrived in Locksley I went to my room to change. As I was undressing, he walked into the room and saw my scar."

"He saw you undressing?!" Robin interrupted.

"It was an accident, Robin." Marian reassured him. "But I was quick enough to cover myself, but not quick enough to cover the scar."

Robin grumbled under his breath as Marian continued. "I tried to tell him that it was a childhood accident, but he grabbed me and made me show him the scar again. He knew almost immediately. He changed, Robin! He looked monstrous! I was so frightened."

Marian paused and looked at Allan. "And then my saviour arrived." An uncomfortable silence descended on the group. "He knocked Guy out before he could do anything to me and then helped me to escape Locksley."

Robin stood up and faced Allan. Allan looked slightly apprehensive. Robin put his hand out towards Allan. Allan looked at his hand fearfully.

"Thank you, Allan." Robin said, pushing his hand out further towards Allan. Allan looked up into Robin's face and took his hand. Robin shook it firmly.

"I suspect he's been tailing me whenever he could, keeping an eye on me." Marian continued, giving Allan a rather wry look. He laughed shyly as he released Robin's hand.

"Well, I have to do something right, don't I? I have to make up for what I did."

"But how can we ever trust you again, Allan?" John finally spoke up after having stared holes through Allan's head.

"I don't know. All I know is, I've learnt my lesson. I'll never make the same mistake again. Guy got me at the wrong moment. I was weakened by – " he took a deep breath " – by greed. And then the torture on top of that – it was too much! The money could never make up for what I lose by staying with Gisbourne. It could never make up for the evil I have witnessed." Allan's eyes were staring off into the distance, seeing some horrors that the Sheriff and Gisbourne had carried out in front of him. Horrors he couldn't do anything to prevent.

There was another uncomfortable pause, but it was broken very quickly by Djaq, who rushed across to Allan, tears in her eyes and grabbed him in a bear hug. She was closely followed by Will, who put his arms around both of them, kissing the top of Djaq's head. The others watched, their expressions softening, as they too came to accept what Allan was trying to tell them. He was sorry. They could trust him again. He would rather die than betray them again.

Allan watched Will and Djaq from across the fire with small smile on his face. He had missed them making moon-eyes at each other, except it had usually been done when the other wasn't looking. Now they were sitting wrapped in each other's arms, giving each other the full moon-eyed gaze simultaneously.

"Who worked that miracle?" He asked Robin. Robin also looked across the fire and smirked.

"Will, if you can believe it. He asked me if he could court her." Allan snorted in a most unattractive manner. Robin gave him a sideways glance and continued, starting to laugh. "So I've got John keeping an eye on him. What you see there is about as far as he's going to get for at least a month!"

The two men broke out into gales of laughter, making Will and Djaq break the moon-eyed gaze and frown at them.

"What's so funny?" Will asked.

"Nothin', mate! Just the frustrations of life, that's all!" Allan replied, to which Robin doubled over, laughing harder.

"Oh, leave them alone, they're cute." Marian piped up from next to Robin. Will and Djaq blushed deeply, looking at each other. Will leaned in for a quick peck, but was held back by John, who was sitting next to him, grabbing the back of his scarf. Will choked as Robin and Allan guffawed again, Much joining in. Marian and Djaq giggled and John just gave Will a cautionary look.

"You knew what you were doing when you set John on him." Allan said quietly to Robin, so that Will and Djaq wouldn't hear. "When are you going to give him a break?"

"I haven't decided yet. This is too much fun at the moment. John's a bit soft, though, to let them get that close so soon. I would have made them wait so much longer."

"You are such a hypocrite." Marian said. "Don't forget I found you in my bed once!"

"Yes, but we've known each other all our lives and have been promised to each other almost as long!" Robin said cheekily, giving her a kiss on the nose.

"I had to fight you off constantly when we were teenagers!"

"Fight me off?!" Robin cried, scandalised. "Hardly! I seem to recall you encouraging me!"

"Well, maybe just a little." Marian replied to this with a smirk.

They spent the next few days securing their own comfort and avoiding the villages and Nottingham as much as they could. Robin made Marian promise to stay near the camp, while he made a few trips to give money to the poor with only Much as company. They didn't want to aggravate the Sheriff and Guy any more than necessary and risk causing a forest invasion. Or even worse – a retaliation towards the villagers.

Will set about extending the camp to add a bunk for Marian. Last time she had used Allan's vacant bunk. This time, Allan's bunk no longer being vacant, Robin had given her his and was temporarily sleeping by the fire. Much had tried to swap places with him, ever the loyal servant, but Robin had gently told him to stay where he was. Allan and Marian (and Robin and Much when they weren't in the villages) hunted, then dried and smoked the results of their labour to build up their food stores.

Djaq tried to keep her mind on the poultices and medicines she was preparing in anticipation of any injuries or sicknesses, but found that she was enjoying her new found freedom to stare at Will too much. She was especially enjoying watching him work. It was a hot summer, even in the shade of the forest, and Will had taken to leaving his shirt off while he was working to try to keep cool. Every so often John, who was assisting Will, would give her an admonishing look and she would drag her eyes away from the body in front of her and get back to work quickly, trying to look innocent. Will, of course, was completely oblivious to the attention he was getting. He lived for the moments when he took a rest from his work and Djaq brought him water, before returning to her work. He would then sit and watch her for the duration of his break, trying to make the water last as long as possible.

The highlight of each day for Will and Djaq was the end of the day when everyone stopped their work as the light began to fade and they were given the opportunity to be alone with each other. Well, as alone as they could be with John hovering nearby.

They would walk down to the stream, hand in hand, and take turns washing off the sweat and dirt of the day, backs carefully turned for each other's modesty. Djaq had to resist the urge to give Will a bit of payback for the day when he had seen her bathing – she knew that John would not be very impressed with her. They would then spend a little time sitting by the stream chatting.

Little John, who shadowed them every step of the way, commented to Robin one evening, "I never knew such quiet people to talk so much!"

"They'll run out of things to talk about eventually." Robin replied with a smile. "Have you been keeping them on their toes?"

"Oh yes."

"Good. Keep it up, John! You're doing a sterling job." Robin clapped him on the back and walked away.

When they judged it would be safe to venture back into the villages more frequently, they resumed their usual activities. Will and Djaq were allowed to do their deliveries together without John to chaperone them, seeing as they were unlikely to get up to much mischief in front of the villagers. The people to whom they were delivering tried hard to hide their smiles as they realised that something had changed between the two outlaws. It seemed as though the only people who hadn't been aware of Will and Djaq's feelings for each other were Will and Djaq.

Some people still gave Allan a wide berth, remembering how he had been working for Guy. This made him feel extra guilty, but Marian reassured him that they would come around sooner or later.

The villagers told them that Marian had been made an outlaw and that the Sheriff had revealed her identity as the Nightwatchman, announcing a reward for her capture. Unfortunately for the Sheriff, the Nightwatchman was too much of a hero to the people for them to give her up that easily. Still, Robin kept close to her to discourage those who might be tempted by the money.

They found that they had a gaggle of young girls following them around every time they went to the villages. They idolised Marian and tried to imitate her every move. They had always been in awe of Djaq, but had been to frightened of Saracens to get too close. Now they had a woman who was just like them, apart from her nobility.

Marian's heart bled for these girls, wanting to take them under her wing and teach them to do what she did so that they could defend themselves when the need came. Robin, however, lost his patience and told them off for making the outlaws presence too conspicuous. The girls then stopped following them, but the gang noticed that they were still trying to imitate Marian and even Djaq. They were scandalising their mothers by occasionally wearing trousers just like their heroes did and the very young girls were playing fighting games with each other, holding sticks like swords and making little harmless bows and arrows. They tried to copy the Nightwatchman's gymnastic moves, but weren't very successful.

After watching them for several days, Marian couldn't take it anymore. She decided that she needed to speak to Djaq.

Will and Djaq had changed their evening ritual to the mornings to fit in with their normal activities. John still accompanied them, coughing or clearing his throat whenever their faces got too close. He wasn't getting tired of his chaperone job at all. In fact, he was rather enjoying increasing their frustrations. One morning, Robin pulled John to one side.

"You don't need to go with them anymore."

John looked slightly disappointed. "There's no telling what those two will get up to if we leave them alone!" He said suspiciously, glancing sideways at Will, who was innocently eating his breakfast by the fire.

"Come on, John. You know Will better than that. We've had our fun with them, now it's time to leave them to it."

John looked grumpy, but he nodded his head.

When Will and Djaq left the camp, they walked a short distance before realising that John wasn't following them. Will stuck his head back round the doorway of the camp.

"You coming?" He asked John. John just shook his head. Will looked at him for a moment, then a brilliant smile broke out across his face as he withdrew his head and dashed back to Djaq's side. John's frown faded into a smile as he chuckled to himself at the youth of today.

Well, I went on a bit in this one, didn't I? shrug Oh well. Hope you liked it!