Everyone woke at first light, everyone but Fred seemed to have something to do, but Fred wasn't going to sit back and not help. She got to her feet and wandered over to Djaq who was cooking breakfast.
Fred crouched down next to Djaq. 'Anything I can help with?' Fred asked.
'Not here, but the men might need help gathering things from the cave.' Djaq answered. Fred rose to her feet and stared in the direction of the cave, where Djaq had taken her yesterday. 'Oh, don't forget to take a weapon with you, just in case.' Djaq ordered.
'Well what have we got?' Fred asked.
Fred made her way to the cave, slipping two of the three knives into her belt, she looked over the third knife before slipping it into her belt. Fred sighed, she didn't look like anyone from that time and yes, she didn't mind, but people would wonder. She slipped her hands in her jean pockets as she approached the cave.
She entered the cave and found everyone but Djaq and Robin. 'Can I help?'
They all turned to her, Allan smirked as if she didn't belong there, Will looked surprised, Much stared confused and Little John happily.
'Over there, that chest.' Little John ordered, pointing to a chest.
'Yeah, if you can carry it?' Allan sniggered.
Fred wandered over to the chest, all eyes on her. She slipped her fingers under the medium sized chest and lifted it into her arms and turned to Little John. 'Where do you want it?' She asked and Little John pointed outside.
A surprised smirk grew on their faces, Allan's dropped. Fred plodded off outside as Robin pulled up a cart drawn by a horse.
'I see you've been put to good use?' He smiled as he approached.
'Yeah.' Fred paused as she placed the chest in the cart. 'Are we taking everything to Locksley?' She asked.
'Well mostly everything. We get up early once every month to hand out most of it. It's so we're a few steps ahead of the Sheriff and Gisborne.' He grinned.
Fred smiled and headed back into the cave, only to bump into Allan and a chest.
'Watch it.' He moaned, narrowly missing a collision with her.
'Sorry.' Fred said nicely, not trying to cause any arguments. She had just past him when her called back to her.
'Oi, girly.' He called, Fred turned, 'You need to keep your eyes open, otherwise you'll end up back in the dungeon.' He warned her, looking as if he was trying to care.
'Thanks. I'll try to remember.' Fred said a little confused and unsure of wether it was a tip or another joke.
When the cart was mostly full, Much hopped on the back with Allan, while Djaq sat up front, as Robin walked up front and Little John and Will took up the sides.
'Hop in Fred.' Much said happily.
'I'm good, I don't mind walking.' Fred smiled.
'Come on.' Much persisted.
'Nah, if she wants to walk let her.' Allan smirked.
Little John threw his staff into the cart and walked to the back of the cart as it moved on, and held out his hand for Fred. Fred sighed, know she wasn't going to win, and looked to Much who was waving for her to jump on. Fred took Little John's hand. He walked her in front of him and released her hand, took her by the waist and lifted her up, her feet met with the wooden cart and Much took hold of her hand, as Little John began to release, Fred's balance went off and Allan's hand shot to grab her other arm. They pulled her on to the cart properly and sat her down in the middle of them.
'Thanks.' She said getting her breath back from almost falling.
'You all alright?' Little John asked and waited for an answer before grabbing his staff and moving back up to guard the cart.
Fred nodded, 'I'm fine thanks.' As Little John moved back up beside the cart, she looked to Much, who was smiling, -glad that she was alright-, she then looked to Allan, 'Thank you.'
He was silent for a moment, and then smirked again. 'Not being funny, we don't need any accidents on your second day here.'
Fred shook her head and regained her smile.
They arrived in Locksley and were greeted by the village people. When the cart stopped, Much and Allan jumped off, Allan held out his hand for Fred.
'Girly?' He smirked.
Fred rolled her eyes and jumped off, not taking his hand. She wandered over to Djaq and the others, with Much and Allan behind her. Men, women and children all gathered to witness the kindness of Robin Hood.
'Alright, grab what you can and hand it out.' Robin ordered.
Fred stayed with Djaq to hand things out, Djaq explained to Fred what they did and how they did things. But it wasn't long before trouble rose.
Fred and Djaq were sitting on the cart talking with Robin, when Will ran over. 'Robin, you might want to hear this.'
Robin followed Will swiftly to a villager just back from market.
Will stood beside the woman, 'She said that a visiter is coming to Nottingham.'
'Who is this visiter?' Robin asked the woman.
'I'm not sure, but he's Warlock.' She said fearfully.
Robin crossed his arms, 'What?' He laughed.
'Witchcraft. Something happened yesterday in Sherwood and the Sheriff has called in a Warlock. Nothing good can com of this.' The woman pointed out. 'They think that a Witch has come, they're going to use the Warlock to find her and kill her.'
Robin wiped his face, and turned his gaze to the cart and to Fred.
'Robin?' Will asked and followed his gaze to Fred.
'Thank you.' Robin finished and dismissed the woman.
'Robin, you don't think?' Will asked.
'Do not speak of this to the men, and don't say anything about Fred.' Robin ordered, 'I need to go into Nottingham, find out more. Until I get back keep a close eye on her. We can't risk losing her.'
Will nodded, 'Alright, but she hasn't done anything. Robin she...'
'Will.' Robin snapped, 'Just do this.'
While Robin took a horse to Nottingham, the others returned to the camp.
'So Will, why was Robin going to Nottingham?' Much asked.
'Yeah, why didn't he tell us?' Allan asked as they approached the logs around the fire.
'He went to see Marian.' Will lied to them.
'Still he could have said.' Allan moaned.
Much exhaled a deep breath. 'Good. I thought he would have gone to ask about the Sheriff's new guest.'
Will ground to a halt and like everyone turned to Much.
'What new guest?' Little John asked.
'Oh, some of the villagers were talking about it, some witchy person.' Much answered.
Little John spat to the ground, 'Witchcraft.' He snapped.
'Why would the Sheriff want someone who knows Witchcraft?' Djaq asked.
'I don't know, something about a Witch and that the Sheriff wants her dead.' Much shrugged.
'Thats all you know?' Allan smirked.
Much nodded, 'Yep.'
They kept moving into camp Much, Allan and Little John took a seat on the logs around the fire.
'Well as long as Robin has gone after news of that.' Allan assured himself, 'Nah, he would have told us.'
Will looked to Djaq and Fred, Fred's face was puzzled, was she the cause of all of this? Was it she who was being put up as a Witch, for traveling threw time?
Djaq patted Fred's back, 'Shall we work on your skills again? If we're going up against Witchcraft, we'll need all the help we can get.' Djaq smiled.
Fred nodded and followed Djaq out of camp.
Robin had arrived safe in Nottingham, with his hood over his head he found Marian at a market stall of fabrics and snuck up on her.
'That looks nice.' He pointed past her, as she jumped.
'Robin, what are you doing here?' She lowered her voice.
'I need to ask you something.' He paused, 'Who is the new guest coming to Nottingham, and why is he coming.'
'For once I'd like you to see me, not to just to get information.' She sighed.
'Maybe next time.' He smiled.
Marian looked around and then began, 'His name is Ronan, he's a Warlock or something. The Sheriff thinks that a Witch has come to Nottingham, something happened the other day and they think it was Witchcraft. They won't say anything when I'm around, this is only what I've heard from the guards. I haven't been able to get to Gisborne yet for more.' She paused and a smiled grew on her face. 'The brave and fearless Robin Hood isn't scared is he?'
Robin tilted his head a smile upon his face, 'No. Thank you.'
'Robin,' she took his arm, 'What's going on? You wouldn't have come if it wasn't serious.'
Robin sighed, 'I'm not saying it is, but I think the Witch might be Fred.'
Marian glared at him, 'How can you think that?'
'She appears out of nowhere, wearing strange clothes. Did she do anything while she was here?' Robin asked concerned.
'Fred is harmless and I trust her.' Marian paused, staring deeply into Robin's eye assuring him. 'I'll try to find out more from Guy, I'll try to come by later. Now go.' Marian pushed him away.
'Thank you Marian.' Robin nodded farewell and left.