Four Robin:

When he needed her the most, she was gone. When she needed him the most, he didn't know.


Marian was dead and they were making their way back to England. Hermione was nowhere to found. He was angry with Gisbourne for killing Marian, he was angry at Marian for let him kill her, Robin was furious at Hermione, she left him when he needed her the most. He needed her shoulder to cry on, to hold onto, to put all his love into. But she was gone, abandoning him when he needed her the most.

When they made it to England, he went straight after Guy and they fought. It wasn't until the day after they had returned home, the Friar now part of their group that he saw her again. His heart jumped, but he was still angry with her. The others flocked around her but she took a step back, not looking at them. "I'm just trying to get pass." She stated.

"Hermione, what happened to you?" Little John asked the question, everyone wanted to know. She look like she hadn't eaten a good meal in weeks, her cheeks almost hollow, purple circles under her eyes, her lip busted open. Her clothes were tattered and her hair was knotted.

She looked up and glared at them, sending chills up their spines. They knew she was a witch, they've seen what she could do when she was angered. "I was captured in the Holy Lands and sold into slavery, passed around like a rag until I came to Nottingham." Her glared turn towards Robin and he felt instantly guilty. "I had been fighting one of the Sheriff's men, back in the Holy Lands, I had killed him and someone grabbed me from behind. I screamed for help, but no one came."

"Hermione." Robin whispered, stepping forward, but she just stepped back. She took the chords from around her neck, the ones with their symbol etched into it.

"So much for Robin Hood." She whispered as she let them fall to the floor and she walked around them and into the woods.

"Robin, you can't just let her go!" John shouted, but Robin just stared after her. He needed her, he needed to be stronger after Marian's death, but she needed him to protect her and he failed her. His heart sank, the only person left in the world that he loved and he felled her.

Later on that night he went searching for, knowing she couldn't have made it far. He tracked her back to the cave that they had hidden at when the Sheriff and his men were after the Night watchmen. Hermione was camping out there. "Hermione?" Robin asked out.

"I want you to leave." She ordered, walking out of the cave, glaring at him. "You're good at that."

"That is not fair!" He shouted at her, his anger coming back again. "Marian was dying, Gisbourne had killed her."

"Yea I heard, I'm sorry, I would've helped but I was literally tied up at that moment." She stated.

"If I would've known I would have come and saved you Hermione. You know I would have."

"You know I what I know Robin?" She raised an eyebrow at him as she stepped closer, only a few feet from him. "I know that if I could've saved her, you would've been married to her. If you could've saved me, you would've left her to die without you. You cannot have both."

"I love you both." He stated, reaching for her hand but she pulled away.

"I think you should leave." She replied, looking away. "It's late and I need to ward off the cave for the night. "Go back to camp." She turned and walked back into the cave, with a wave of her hands, Robins watched as she put up the wards to protect her.

"I would have saved you Hermione. When you needed me the most." He stated one last time before walking away.