Locksley House

Fred's eyes slowly opened, her body felt heavy, her arms and legs too weak to move, her sight more blurred then before and colours looking more grey, her head ached as if she'd been battered repeated over the head. She rolled her head to the right to see a wooden door and a wooden beside table, she rolled her head to the left and saw a window with closed curtains. She heard the twist of the door handle and turned to see who it was, a blur of black entered the room and stood next to the bed, while someone else in more brownish clothes knelt down next to the bed and checked her pulse. Fred moaned and tried to lift her hand to push him away, but her hand hardly moved.

Gisborne the man in all black, closed the bedroom door and walked round to the other side of the bed. "Its alright." He assured Fred.

"Your friend is running a high fever." The Physician said, pressing his hand to Fred's forehead. "She's weak, her pulse is slowly, but her body is trying to fight the fever."

"What are you saying?" Gisborne asked the Physician.

"I'm saying, she doesn't have long, maybe a few more days." The Physician rose to his feet.

Gisborne nodded, "Thank you."

The Physician bowed his head and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Gisborne looked down at Fred, "Why didn't you tell me?" He whispered.

Fred coughed a little, feeling a dim ripple of strength in her voice. "Where am I?" She moaned with a low volume.

"You're at Locksley House, my home. You said, you wouldn't be safe at the Castle, so I thought, you'd be safer here." Gisborne answered.

A knocked came at the door and in walked Elijah, he smiled when he saw Fred was awake.

"You're friend insisted that he stay and look after you." Gisborne softly smiled at Fred, while Elijah stood by the door. "I have to go to Nottingham, I'm trusting you to stay here."

Fred conjured up a smile, once he saw it, he bowed his head to Elijah and left.

The Outlaw's Camp

Annie and Kade returned without Fred and Elijah, everyone rose to welcome them back.

"Where's Fred?" Will asked.

"She's safe." Annie answered, lowering her gaze.

Kade sighed. "Fred is in a place, where she can get help."

"Can we see her?" Much asked.

Annie shook her head, "No. Fred's ill, really really ill. She-" Thinking about it hurt, realizing that her friend was indeed dying, hurt more. Annie walked past them, not finishing her sentence, she went straight to her bunk to hide, wishing non of this to be real.

Robin sighed, "Poor Fred."

"What?" Much looked to Robin. It wasn't that Much didn't understand, it was more that he didn't want to understand. Much loved Fred like family, and couldn't bare to think that he'd loose her. "No."

"She can't die." Will added, agreeing with Much in a way.

"Will, she's not Immortal." Robin pointed out.

Will took a step backwards, "She can't die." He said again. "This is Fred we're talking about. Don't you remember, she was the girl who fought guards, the Sheriff and Gisborne, she got into trouble and fought back, when we need her she's there, and right now she needs us. She's been tortured and still fought back, she was half dead when we last saw, and she came, without a scratch on her. This Fred, she'll beat this and she'll walk back here and make a joke about it." A tear rolled down Will's cheek, as the other's eyes began to fill with water. "Fred's not going to die. She won't." Will finished and marched out the Camp.

Nottingham

Gisborne arrived at the gate of the castle and was greeted by Allan. "Where were you last night?" Gisborne asked Allan, dismounting from his horse.

"Don't I ever gat a break?" Allan smirked.

"No." Gisborne past him, stopped and then turned to Allan. "You wanna break, do this for me and you can have one. Go and buy some flowers and bring them to Locksley House at noon."

"Flowers?" Allan frowned, "Who you expecting?" Allan smirked.

"Allan." Gisborne raised an eyebrow.

Allan nodded and walked out into the village. He had no idea why Gisborne wanted flowers, didn't even know how many or what kind, but doing this simple enough task would get him a break, one that meant he could go and hopefully see Fred, at least he thought. Allan was looking over flowers in the market of the village just outside of Nottingham, when Will walked up beside him.

"Flowers?" Will asked, his eyes red from crying.

Allan looked around, wondering if this was a trick and that Robin was round the next corner, when he saw no one he turned to Will.

"What you doing here?" Allan asked.

Will sniffed and shrugged, "Wandering."

"Are you alright Will?" Allan asked, after all they had been friends once.

Will took in a deep breath, sniffing as he did and nodded.

"You don't look it." Allan added.

Will looked up into the sky as his eyes began to fill with water once again. "Its Fred, she back."

Allan frowned, "Isn't that a good thing."

Will sniffed and lowered his head as a tear trickled down his cheek. "She's dying."

Allan's eyes widened, "What? No, not Fred."

Will wiped his tears away and looked to Allan. "I'm sorry Allan, I would have told you, but know Robin."

Allan bought a hand full of flowers and made his way back to the Castle, he placed them in his room, until noon.

Locksley House

Allan arrived at the house, dismounted the horse with the flowers in hand and approached the two guards stationed outside.

"Flower delivery for Gisborne." Allan uncomfortably smirked, he couldn't turn his thoughts away from Fred.

"Go in." One of the guards said, allowing Allan in, however they didn't tell Allan that Gisborne wasn't back yet.

"Gisborne?" Allan called out, seeing no one around, and hearing the creak of a upstairs floor board, Allan made his way up stairs. "Gisborne, I've got your flowers." Allan called out when he reached the top of the stairs. Still no answer, so Allan followed the passage, straight down the passage was Gisborne's room, however there were two other rooms, one was a spare room. Allan was passing the spare room when he heard the floor board inside the room creak. Allan turned and took hold of the handle to open the door. "Gisborne, I've got your-" Allan's eyes widened as he saw Fred's body on the bed, and Elijah sitting at the side of the bed.

"Allan?" Gisborne's voice came from downstairs. Gisborne came up the stairs and found Allan frozen in the doorway of the spare room. Gisborne took the flowers from Allan, "Thank you Allan, you can wait downstairs."

Allan backed out from the doorway, Gisborne stepped into the room and closed the door. Allan now feeling lost and empty drifted toward the stairs, unable to even think or process, he stumbled down the stairs and dropped into a corner, he couldn't cry, as he couldn't process it. Gisborne came down the stairs and stared at Allan in the corner.

"Allan, I need your help." Gisborne informed him, Allan's head slowly looked to meet his gaze. "Fred's ill, very ill. The Physician tells me she's not going to last long. I know you knew her. Help me keep her safe here, help keep her hidden from the Sheriff. Please?"