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The gang had managed to pull the money and Much out of the secret rooms and into Marians plonking him next to Will on her bed. Djaq rushed to Much and checked his pulse he was still breathing but barely.
Robin stood there staring not know what to do. His most lawful friend had saved his life even if meant he would die himself. Robin regretted ever being mean to Much. He maybe easy to take the mick out of but he knew it wasn't fair. How could he do such a thing?
"We need to get him and Will back to camp now" Robin heard Djaq say seriously. He just stood their as he saw Much being carried in Little Johns arms to wards the door. Will was being carried by Allan and Djaq and was mumbling under his breathe.
He turned to wards Much again he saw Little John leave. What if Much died? He thought to himself. What would he do then? Marian walked over and cradled him in her arms. She knew what he was thinking but couldn't help him. All she could do was comfort him.
A tear dripped down Robins face followed by another and another. Marian lifted his head up and wiped away his tears.
"He will be alright." Marian reassured him.
Robin took he hand and pulled her out of the room and followed the rest of the gang.
All the time he was wondering why he had gone to war and why he had left Marian. Perhaps Much would be alright then and could even have had Bonchurch by now happily married with a kid or two.
Perhaps Marian and he would be doing the same at Locksley.
He didn't know. Everything that had ever happened to him rushed through his mind. Tears fell from his face worry in his eyes. He wiped them away as Marian put her head on his shoulder as she walked beside him, tears where filling her eyes to.
He didn't want Much to die not after all of what they had been through. Going to war in the holy land and meeting the outlaws, even becoming outlaws themselves. Why did this have to happen to him?