Sorry, taken ages to update but I've been busy watching the best comdey programme ever! Who's Line is it Anyway? I love Ryan and Colin! They are awesome and soo funny! Well, anyhoo, heres the update!

Ooh, and on another note wasnt it so mean of that Carter guy to hurt Will I was like omg I'm gonna come down there and kick your ass! At least Robin showed he does care for his friends cos he checked to see if Will was ok rather than charging after the bad guy to catch him.

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The group progressed quietly through the castle, Robin in the lead and John taking up the rear, his staff raised, looking out for any guards. As they turned a corner a voice hissed Robin's name causing him to jump, startled. He stilled though as Marian's fine features materialised from the shadows of an alcove.

"Marian," he whispered, relieved.

"What took you so long? You need to take Milo now. Guy is getting frantic, he's going to send for a physician and that will ruin everything."

"Physician? Wait, what?" Robin frowned, confused.

"Oh, it's a long story. But Guy believes Milo is severely ill and that I am caring for him in the room down there to the left," Marian replied flippantly.

"But he's not sick, right?" Will butted in looking concerned.

"No, he's absolutely fine. In fact he seems to have taken everything unexpectedly well for a four year old boy torn from his family and thrown in a dungeon," Marian reassured the young carpenter slightly bemused by his reaction.

"So, down the corridor is where he is?"

"Yes, now hurry, Guy may be back any time," the noble lady ushered the group down the corridor.

Swiftly she opened an oak door and slipped inside followed by the outlaws. Inside, there was an almost empty room except one simple bed on which there was a blanketed lump. The lump was Milo - his dark hair falling over his eyes and his thumb resting in his mouth, sniffling slightly. Next to the bed was a wooden stool which is where Marian had taken up residence in caring for the young boy.

She strode over to the bed and gently shook the child awake. His long, thick eyelashes fluttered hesitantly open as the boy's green eyes grew accustomed to the light. As he blinked Milo became aware that Lady Marian wasn't the only one in the room. Staring at him were five men, curiosity in all their eyes except one who was the only man Milo recognised.

"Will," he leapt off the bed, tripping over in his haste and sprawling towards the black haired outlaw who had stepped forward and skilfully caught the falling child. Milo giggled, embarrassed at all the startled looks he was receiving. "Why are you here? And who are these men?"

"We are here to save you. These are my friends, they are good men, Robin Hood's men," the young man replied, smiling at the boy.

Milo however suddenly shrank behind the carpenter's long legs, clutching his trousers tightly and peeping round at the gang. Will looked surprised, his face a picture of puzzlement.

"Hey, what's wrong, Milo?" he looked down at the child who stared up at him, emerald eyes huge and round.

"Robin Hood," he whispered, nervously, "Is here, in this room. Isak will never believe me. I….I am scared to meet him." The child said this in such hushed tones that even Will struggled to hear Milo's childish fears of being introduced to a man he revered and respected.

"Milo! There is no need to be frightened, Robin is just a normal man," Will chuckled and extricated the boy's grip from the material of his trousers and lifted him onto his hip.

Milo looked astonished for a moment; he had not been lifted since he was just learning to walk by his nursemaid. This is how he had always imagined his father to act, to protect him and look after him, Gisborne had never hugged the boy let alone carry him in this manner unless it was to drag him bodily up to bed. Milo issued a small smile and rested his head on Will's shoulder. It was the young man's turn to look startled but once he got over the surprise he melted his arms to accommodate the child. Djaq smiled to herself.

"Yes," Robin stepped forward grinning in a friendly, charming way and Milo allowed his lips to curl slightly at the edges. If Will said it was ok then it was ok, he decided, "Hello, Milo."

"Oi, I'm not being funny but I don't think know is exactly the best time for intros. I can hear someone coming," Allan's head popped round the door looking anxious.

"Right, time to disappear," Robin nodded to his men, "Will, you go first with John and Milo. Meet back at the camp. Djaq and Allan stick together and Much and I will follow."

The first two groups set off swiftly, John dispatching the one guard that had come to see what the fuss was about and then snuck from the castle with relative ease. Once they had left Robin turned to Marian.

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Won't Gisborne be suspicious?" Robin asked, concerned.

"I will tell him I went to fetch some water and left the guard to look out for Milo but when I returned I found the guard unconscious and Milo gone," Marian replied, easily, as if she had been rehearsing the story.

"Alright. Well then, we must go," Robin said as Much began tugging him frantically from the room.

"Make sure you look after Milo, Robin, he is a sweet child. Get him back to his parents," Marian shouted after the two as they vanished. She doubted whether she would see the boy again but even in the short time they'd spent together she had grown an attachment to Milo with his innocence of the world, his excitement over the littlest things and his eagerness to please.

Gisborne charged down the corridor, gripping a very flustered and confused looking physician that had just been dragged from his home by the name of Foster, his face worried. As he drew closer to the door that his son was in he slowed to see two figures on the floor. One he immediately recognised as Marian and the other was clad in chain mail so must be one of his guards. He froze, frowning.

"Marian! What on earth…?" he began.

"Oh Guy, they took the child. Locksley's outlaws, they took him. I went to get some water and left the soldier here protecting him but when I came back he was unconscious and the room is empty," Marian spoke swiftly, her eyes full of compassion.

"What? No! This cannot….! No! Milo. No," Guy muttered to himself, "But he is ill! He may die without treatment from this physician. I must find him."

"Forgive me Guy but you were going to murder the child. Why should you care?" Marian asked, puzzled, "Leave him."

"You don't understand, Marian," the Man at Arms gasped.

"Understand what?" the noble lady question, perplexed.

"This was a trap. This was not meant to happen," Gisborne spluttered, talking to himself more than the now thoroughly bewildered woman.

"A trap? I thought it was another of Sheriff's deals."

"It was meant to look like that on the surface but we were never going to hand the boy over."

"You were going to trick them? What would you want with a peasant boy? Why can't he just go back to his family?"

"No, Marian, this is no peasant boy. He is of noble birth. Don't you see, he is my son?!" Guy blurted out the last line not caring that he had just given away his secret. He needed to find the Sheriff.

Quickly, he turned on his heel and marched down the corridor leaving an astounded Marian behind.

"A son?" she mouthed to herself, dumbfounded. That was something no one would ever have foreseen and she had just given Milo to Robin. This was not good. Milo may be merely a child but who knows what Robin would do with him once he discovered. She must leave the castle and find and protect him.

"Um, 'scuse me but er…what shall I do?" a voice piped up and the noble remembered the physician, Foster.

"Leave, and do not breathe a word of what you have heard. Understand?"

"Loud and clear, m'lady."

Yeah, I dunno whether the Will Milo scene was a bit over the top but its my story so what the hell! Please review!