Sorry about not updating in ages, been really busy, started another story and used some 'writing time' to focus on correcting mistakes from earlier on in the story.
Not really happy with this chapter, it doesn't 'feel right' if you get me.
Robin and Guy lovers check out my other story Bitter Enemies.
Enjoy!

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Viv scrubbed the spotless clean dish, it didn't need cleaning and this was her second time cleaning it. It wasn't as though she wasn't used to this sort of thing she grew up with it, her father being a Black Knight and all.
She had seen her fair share of deaths. No the thing she was not used to was this. This being losing Allen because of Robin. A friend of hers killing another friend even when the motive was right. Robin who she saw as a brother, nearly a little brother when the mood took her. Although at times like this she wondered about the 'little'.
She looked into the living room where he was with Marian.
Why didn't he come talk to her? It seemed to Viv as if he was avoiding that conversation, was he feeling guilty?
No, judging by the smile he was sharing with Marian he wasn't. Then again he could be good at hiding his emotions when he wanted, that or the simple fact that he didn't feel guilty. She doubted the latter point.
Or it could be the fact that Allen was alive and well and now standing in the living room.
Viv dropped her spotless plate.
The plate breaking did nothing to distract Marian from Allen. Her eyes followed Allen as he crashed down on the sofa at the other side of Robin and greeted him like nothing had happened.
"You said he was dead" she finally managed.
"No" said Robin "I never said he was dead."
"But you said-"
"I said dead men don't walk, big difference."
"Explain" demanded Viv.
"Well..."

They turned right into a narrow alleyway.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" demanded Robin stopping halfway.
"I didn't sell you out, honest. I only told Vaisey what I know he already knows. He only lied to make you panic."
Robin stared at him "and why should I believe you?"
"Please, you just have too. I never meant for any bad to happen, I tried and I was scared but I would never intenyionally hurt you or the gang and I'm not Vaizey's side."
"I know."
"Eh, you do?" asked Allen confused.
"Call it intuition" he said smirking.
"So I'm back?"
"No" replied Robin, his face becoming straight again.
"Oh."
"I'm just basing innocence on my intuition and how well I know you. Even if you are innocent I and most of the gang will be second guessing you all the time. If you're innocent you have to prove it."
Allen ran his hand through his hair "how?"
"You have three options right now; come back to the O.L.s, stay with the Black Knights if you ever were with them or walk away. I wouldn't reccomend the last on it's not really an option. I'll let you but Vaisey won't let you just walk away, trust me I tried to myself and I'm still trying to get away from him years later."
Allen sighed "how do I prove my innocence?"
"Whatever way you think best, this is for you to decide, it's your life not mine."
Allen nodded.
Robin raised his gun and shot it into the air "I'll give you 24 hours starting now."
He decided not to tell the others the truth about Allen. He hoped he was right and that Allen would help him but he also didn't want to raise their hopes just in case he was wrong.

"So Allen is back?" asked Viv.
Robin looked over at Allen "sadly enough, yes. We'll have to put up with him for another while."
"Oy" said Allen giving him a shove.
"Sorry about being late" called Djac from the hallway "blame Carter."
"Blame the car not me."
"Your car, your fault."
"She has a point" said Much following them into the living room.
"Thanks Much."
All three froze on Allen.
"I'm not even going to ask" ask Djac, all too happy to have him back, she hugged him tightly
Viv quickly explained in brief what happened to the confused faces, who still remained slightly confused as they said hi and found somewhere to sit.
Robin switched on the telly only to see the news report on the events of last night.
"In Nottingham last night the whole town seemed to be under attack. Police blame the infamous gang O.L.s for the attack. Sheriff Vaisey of Nottingham is here to talk with us. Sheriff what do you have to say?"
"These evil people will be brought to justice, believe you me. They will pay for everything."
The reporter interrupted. him."But how do you know it was them? Isn't this highly unlike the O.L.s who may not be legal but they never kill innocent people."
"The world is finally getting to see who the O.L.s really are, and they are just going to get worse. But do not fear! The police are getting closer every minute to the O.L.s and will soon have them behind bars."
"Thank you Sheriff, there has considerable damage to city, several people injured but worst of all seven people dead, including an agent and a whole family including an eight month old baby, police-" The telly switched off.
Marian reopened her eyes having closed them when they reached the part about her father.
Robin ran his hand through his hair, he looked over at Lacey who was fighting back tears. He squeezed her hand.
Robin let go and stood up. "Look Abi and Vince are on their way, Allen has got more evidence and Vaisey is still free, we need to get to work."
Carter smiled "I'm guessing you have a plan then."
"Of course" he replied.

Sitting around the table with the rest of the gang it was clear to see the difference in Robin now that Abi was back again.
"...so if Allen heard correctly, they are coming in here" said Robin indicating to a point on the map "and we will be here. Abi don't draw on the map."
"Why not? Look the smiley face is you and the angry face is Daddy."
Robin sighed "I never said anything about your father Abi."
"It's okay Robbie, I know you tryin' to catch him. He a bad person and you put him in the place for bold people."
Robin just sighed to himself at that remark, sometimes she knew a bit to much, much more that he liked. "Look put a smiley face here, we're meeting up there."
"One question before we start" said Will "I know how we're gonna get this evidence, but how are we, you know, going to use it?"
"There is a trial coming you. A man is bringing Vaisey to court for several reasons, same as us basically. He doesn't have enough evidence, but if we...contribute our evidence, it's a near guarentee."
"But how come he wasn't stopped like the rest?"
"Well his house did go on fire and the breaks on his car mysteriously stopped working." Robin didn't elaborate into detail because of the little girl sitting on his lap drawing smiley faces.
Will nodded in understanding.
"So shall we head to the port?" asked Carter eagerly.

"Allen stop moving!" hissed Viv.
"Well it's kind of hard when your practically standing on my head."
"Wuss" she retorted. She dug her heels further into him, savouring the groans. Eventually she took pity on him and hoisted herself up onto the container. A few huffs and puffs later and Allen was up beside her.
She lay down on her stomach giving Will and Djac who were on a nearby container a little wave. They seemed to have got up with relative ease unlike her and Allen. Then again she did make it look a lot harder than it actually was, it was fun watching Allen squirm after all.
She slapped back the hand sneaking slyly around her waste.
"You look cold" said Allen innocently.
She raised an eybrow at him.
Tonight was going to be a long night.

"So basically we're just getting video evidence of Vaisey knowing about the smuggling?" asked Marian.
Robin nodded "although it's a bit more than knowing. But yeah, we're simply getting some evidence."
"And why do I have worries about the whole 'simple' part?"
"No idea what your on about, things are always simple with me."
"Men" she sighed to herself. She stepped out form the narrow space between the two containers. Looking around this place was perfect for smuggling. Rows upon rows of containers with no people to watch you bar the odd guard or two, nothing that couldn't be solved without a simple bribe. Yes, this place was-she was pulled back into the narrow space.
"What's wrong now?" she asked twisting her shoulders to fit more comfortably.
"I think someones coming."
"Jeez, do you go looking for trouble or something?"
"I don't go looking for trouble-trouble come looking for me."
Marian rolled her eyes. She rested her head on his shoulder not having the energy to start up this conversation with him, she yawned waiting for the 'danger' to pass.
"Oy, you!" Okay, maybe there is someone there.

"This is so boring" complained Carter.
"Nah, this is cool" replied Much "we're like those police in the films, y'know, the ones with the donuts."
"Is that all you think about, food?"
"No." Well maybe yes but he wouldn't tell Carter that. "Besides I'm to busy concentrating on the job."
"You've never been on stakeout before have you? Trust me, it's boring. This is isn't even proper stakeout, we're here as 'backup', in case anyway needs a getaway car as they call it in the movies."
"But a car only needs one driver doesn't it?"
"Yes Much" said Carter slowly "hence the reason that there is only one steering wheel."
"So let me guess, I'm just here so I won't be in the way. Why is it always me, am I that clumsy?" He turned to Carter who was getting out of the car. "Your not even listening to me!" he accuesed.
"No, no, I hear you" said Carter tossing him the heys. "You can stay here and prove yourself and I'll go off and try to amuse myself."
"You can't leave" Much said, beginning to panic. Perhaps they should just stay here together.
"Look, if you can't do it..."
Much bit his lip "I'll do it."
"Good lad" replied Carter closing the door.
Much watched Carter leave but he was soon swallowed up by the darkness. The moon was covered by the clouds tonight leaving little light. A curse and a blessing.
The silence soon began to play tricks on Much, he could have sworn he heard creaking and footsteps. He switched on the radio but being greeted by only white noise he switched it off again.
Carter was right, this was so...was that moaning?
Much shook his, 'get a grip' he told himself. His mind quickly strayed to the thoughts of food. He'd love a big, huge, donut...that was definitely moaning.
Much swallowed. There was something there, he could sense it.
His heart seemed to stop as he slowly turned his head to face the window.
A pair of glowing eyes met his.
Much let out a scream as the creature smiled...

Hehe, so what is this evil creature? If you have any ideas on what it might be, do tell me. Remember constructive criticism is worshipped