A/N: Well, it's almost the end…. And I thought I would give Guy a try to show you what he's made of. It started off as a Guy/Marian, and while it's still there, it is more focused on Guy himself… especially the second half. The song is "Somebody Told Me" by The Killers. Enjoy and reviews are always appreciated!!
Breaking my back just to know your name
Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game
I'm breaking my back just to know your name
But heaven ain't close in a place like this
Anything goes but don't blink, you might miss
Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight
Somebody told me you had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential, and I've got potential
Sir Guy of Gisborne looked around the homey walls of Locksley manor and gave a grunt of satisfaction. His new home was fine, and if Guy played this right, his position in the world was sure to rise. The Sheriff of Nottingham was a dangerous guy, it was easy to see; but Guy knew he could handle him, he could handle anything. And nothing was going to stop him from getting what he deserved from life. Not his new servants (who were eyeing him warily still), and certainly not the former Earl of Huntingdon, who would more than likely die over in the Holy Land. As to the servants, they would learn to appreciate him; they were his now and he vowed to do right by those who trusted in him.
His new steward interrupted his musings with a slight cough, "Sir Edward and his daughter Marian are here to see you, sir."
"Very well," Guy nodded. "I will see them in here."
The steward bowed smartly before leaving the room. Guy remained at his place near the window, watching the goings-on of Locksley village. He heard the shuffling of feet into the room and waited a few moments before turning around. He was finally in a position of authority; it was something to be relished.
But as he turned towards the two visitors, it was not Sir Edward who first caught his eye; rather it was the stunning brunette young woman by his side. She met his gaze calmly and a small smile escaped the perfect lips that Guy's eyes couldn't stop tracing in his mind.
"Sir Guy," she said in a melodic voice, dipping into a small curtsy.
"Milady," Guy responded, crossing over to press a chaste kiss to her hand. He heard Sir Edward clear his throat and looked over at the old man.
"We should talk, Sir Guy. Marian, could you give us some time?"
"Of course, Father." Marian replied, bowing once more on her way out the door.
"Maybe I should send a servant with her to show her around the place. So that she does not become bored," Guy said absently, his mind still on her beguiling smile.
"No worry for that, she practically grew up in this home. She knows it very well indeed."
"Is that so?" Guy asked.
"Yes," Edward replied. "My daughter was friends with Robin of Locksley, and it might do her some good to spend some time here reminiscing. I know he has only been gone for two years, but she does miss him even though she prefers to act otherwise. But I suppose that is the way of all women, they think they must hide all actions of affection as so not to appear eager."
"Yes, I suppose you are right," Guy answered softly, some of the hope in his heart lost. Of course a woman as beautiful as her would be taken. But then again, Robin of Locksley was far away, and who knew how long he would be gone. Until then, Guy would just have to show Marian the qualities he possessed towards being a good husband. "Now what did you need to discuss with me, Sir Edward?"
Ready, let's roll onto something new
Taking its toll and I'm leaving without you
Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight
The day had come. The Sheriff was gone, Guy was in an unholy alliance with his greatest rival, and the town that had become his home was about to be razed to the ground. But then again, his fate was not necessarily tied into that of Nottingham's. He had been granted permission to leave, to have his life spared from Prince John's army. But could he leave it behind? Leave behind his men; leave behind Allan, his cheeky second-in-command who had somehow managed to worm his way into Guy's heart? Leave behind Marian, the woman who held his heart in her delicate if fickle hands?
"Allan!" Guy yelled, knowing the former thief wouldn't be far off.
"You called?" Allan asked, with only a trace of his usual cheer.
"Are you ok?" Guy asked hesitantly.
Allan looked at him in shock, blue eyes widening to almost comic proportions and Guy couldn't help the smirk at his reaction.
"I'm always ok. Even when death approaches with torches blazing, and me, with only a life half lived."
"That's why we're going to fight. I need you to grab some of the guards and reinforce the gates seeing as how it appears Locksley is going to fail us. Also, stop by the armory and see about getting the villagers some weapons. They might not be trained warriors, but any man will fight for that which is dear to him. Can you do that?"
"Of course, sir. Where will you be if I need you for something?"
"I need a word with Marian; she should know some things… none of which is your business. Get going!"
"Yes, Sir Guy. See you in hell… or maybe the Trip."
Guy nodded at him, feeling a pang at the thought of losing him; in truth, pain at the thought of losing Nottingham, of his life here. His whole life, he had been lost in shadows. And then Marian, his personal sun, had brought light into his life, and Guy wasn't sure he could go back to living completely alone. He would ask for her hand, and if she didn't agree, he would still not leave her to her death. For without her in his life, his world would be naught but ash.
Well somebody told me you had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential, and I've got potential
Rushing, rushing around
Pace yourself for me (for me)
I said maybe, baby please
But I just don't know now (maybe, baby)
When all I wanna do is try
Well somebody told me you had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential, and I've got potential
Rushing, rushing around
Hope you enjoyed the penultimate fic. The last song will be by Under the Influence of Giants, and once again, feature that lovely, brooding man...Guy of Gisborne.
