The Gang are just arriving camp and Robin sits on the bed with the chest in front of him. 'Well lads, we've done well! Tomorrow, we'll go to Locksley, Knighton and if we can Clunt, to distribute what's in this chest. Agreed?'

The Gang all nod in approval and they all separate into their individual tasks. Djaq goes with Mutch to hunt for dinner, Will goes to collect fire wood with John and Marian decides to do some cleaning.

Robin is counting the coins and treasures into different bags as Allan slumps next to him. 'Want some help?'

'Sure' Robin hands Allan some bags.

'Come on then Robin, tell the truth?' Allan grins at him.

'What truth?' Robin replies curiously.

'Back with that Alicia girl, you said Marian was better in bed. That suggests that you two got it off right?' Allan's eyes bright up feeling amused.

Robin grins whilst looking at the floor. 'If you must know, yeah we did'

Allan gasps and pats him on the back. 'Was she good then?' He has a massive grin on his face now.

'Why do you want to know this?' Robin narrows his eyes at his Gang member. Allan instantly raises his hands up as if surrendering, 'No reason! Just asking'

Robin sighs. 'Ok then'

They sit silent for a while. 'Yes, she was' He grins at him and Allan returns exactly the same grin.

'But you mustn't say anything about it to Marian, she can't know that I've told you, she'll never speak to me again if you do' Robin warns him.

Allan makes a imaginary zip across his mouth. 'I'm silenced'

Robin nods and finishes the last bag of money. 'Right, that's that lot done' He piles the bags into a larger bag ready for the morning. Robin yawns. 'God, I'm so tired'

Allan grins, 'I'm not surprised after last night'

'Shh!' Robin shouts as Marian enters the room. He pushes Allan over and they start play fighting with one another.

'Men, their bodies grow up but their minds stay childish'. Marian mutters and shakes her head at them as she hangs out some wet clothing on the line.

'Bet that's not what you said last night!' Allan jokes.

'Excuse me?' Marian replies suspiciously. Did he know? Had Robin told him?

'Nothing Marian' Robin rushes and gives evils to Allan hinting for him to shut up. 'We've just bagged up everything for tomorrow' He continues.

'Good, which villages are you handing it to?'

'Locksley, Knighton and possibly Clunt.' He places the bags next to his bed.

The Gang devour their dinner and all climb into bed for the night, all shattered from the days work... Ready to hand out the goods to the villagers the next day...


3 Days Later

Mutch is already awake cooking eggs and bacon for the rest of the Gang. Allan and Will are just waking up and Robin is picking his nails in bed.

Marian rolls over facing Robin. 'Marian you look terrible, wait no, I mean as in ill, not ugly' He quickly tries to recover what he's said.

'I feel it' She mumbles and sits up slowly. 'I feel sick and I have a headache.

'Shall I send for a physician?' Robin questions her worriedly.

'No, no, I'll be fine' She persists.

'Hmm' Robin replies and kisses her on the head. 'Right, we have work to do, let's pay Lucas Of Sherrington another visit! I've heard he has a new improved strong room, shall we see if it's any better than Vaisey's?' Robin raises his eyesbrows and grins.

'No you can't be serious Master?' Mutch replies wide-eyed. 'Please no, lets just stay at home today and rest' Mutch begs.

Robin is about to open his mouth and reply to Mutch, when Marian gags and runs out of camp, hand over her mouth.

'Is she alright Robin?' Allan looks at him and shoots him a concerned look.

'She said she was but I don't think she is' He answers Allan. Robin gets up and starts his way outside of camp, looking for Marian.

He hears someone throw up and runs towards the direction in which it was coming from. 'Marian!?' He shouts and waits for a reply.

Robin runs a bit further and sees her by a stream, he moves towards her and falls next to her. He pulls back her hair and holds it. 'Shh, it's ok'

Marian starts coughing and is sick again. 'I-I'm s-oo-o so-rry' She gasps between breaths.

'It's okay my love, do you feel better?'

She turns around, takes a handful of water and washes her face. 'Slightly, come on, lets go back' She stands and takes his hand...

'I will get a physician to see you, diagnose you with some medicine' Robin corresponds.

'No, I don't need one Robin' Marian follows.

'Marian! You need to see someone, you've been feeling ill for days now!'

'I'm fine, I know what's wrong with me, I don't need to see anyone' She persists.

Robin stops in front of her and puts his hands on his hips. 'Then what's wrong with you?' he dramatizes.

'I-I'm' She starts...

'Your what?' He puts his hand next to his ear.

Marian takes a deep breath.

'I'm pregnant...'