Chapter 21

Grey had to have only been in the dungeon for about an hour or two, when the door swung in and she was graced with the presence of one of the Sheriff's men. And there was no Guy in sight. Then again, he was valuable to the Sheriff, and was probably off tormenting innocent civilians or something of the sort. Sort of a waste though, if you where to ask Grey. She couldn't help but wondering what the Sheriff and his other men could have possibly done to Guy, after his little moment of rebellion.

Despite the pain in her leg, Grey forced herself to stand up from the sitting position she had been in, in the corner of the cell. "What do you want?" She practically snarled at the two guards, startling one of them.

"Sheriff wants you. Come with us." So with an attempt at hiding her slight limp, she followed them out of the dungeon. Grey didn't like to complain, but climbing the stairs had proven to be quite the hell for her leg. Next time she saw Robin Hood, she was going to take his arrows and shove them up his ass and down his throat. Maybe she would find out if they met in the middle.

Eventually she did end in the Sheriff's weird bird room, with both guards standing directly behind her. She could feel their eyes on the back of her neck. It was like they were waiting for her to do something particularly funny so they could go in to attack mode. It somehow felt familiar.

"As stress relieving as killing you for your idiocy would be, I'm afraid we won't be able to do that today. Sorry to disappoint. You are still of some value to our cause." The little bald man spoke from across the able/desk that was in front of her.

"Well, that's always a relief, isn't it?" Grey found herself saying, half sarcastically. The man gave her a sharp look. The kind you would give someone if they interrupted you in the middle of talking. So rather than seeing how far she could push her luck, the raven haired woman took it as a sign to simply, shut up.

"You're the only one who knows where their camp is. That is an excellent opportunity for us all to get together and... Have a little fun!" A devilish grin flew across the short man's face as he thought, most likely, the unimaginable.

Grey expected it to disappear at what she said next, but for some reason it didn't. "They aren't that stupid. They probably moved their camp." Like said before, the grin didn't disappear. It grew wider.

"Well then, you're just going to have to track them down and find it again." Great. More work. At least she wasn't about to get fat over this. That might have been an easier option though. Too bad it wasn't being offered. "This time though, you're going to have some help from an, apparently, old friend of yours."

...Friend? "What the hell are you talking about?"

As if on cue, the sound of the wooden door being swung open was heard. The Sheriff continued to grin, and Grey turned to face the new comers. Guy walked in first, followed by an oddly familiar looking man with almost crimson eyes and blonde hair.

"Grey Lockert... Never thought you'd see me again, did you?" An eerie smile formed over his sharp features. Grey didn't like it. Said woman, didn't like the way he had said that sentence, either. She could just barely detect a hint of venom behind his voice. It almost sounded vengeful. And somehow he seemed so familiar. Grey imagined it had something to do with her little memory loss problem though.

"I don't recall seeing you a first time, thank you very much." The small woman spoke harshly.

"Doll! I'm hurt. You can't possibly have forgotten about me. After all we've been through together..." The smile turned in to a grin. Grey hated that grin. And judging from the look he was unknowingly getting from a certain brilliant, blue eyed man, Guy didn't like it either. Somewhere down the road, when Grey had apparently not been paying attention, the un-named man had gotten incredibly close. Close enough to whisper, "You did kill me after all." right in her ear.

Grey's body tensed up momentarily, before her hands flew up, grabbed the front of his black tunic, as she made an attempt at shoving him away from her. The man grabbed her wrists tightly though, and remained un-budged. His practically crimson eyes, burned holes in to her own dull grey ones, leaving behind a cold feeling in her stomach. And definitely a warning alarm going off in her head.

Behind her, Grey heard a familiar chuckle from the Sheriff. "Look at that, Gisborne. What a lovely reunion." She couldn't even begin to imagine the look that Guy had on his face. Or the horrible thoughts that were possibly going through his usually depressed mind. "I truly am sorry to interrupt this, but we have business to get down to, don't we..." The Sheriff paused a moment. "What did you say your name was again?"

The blonde man finally released his tight grip on Grey's wrists and they fell, limply to her sides. He then took a step back and walked around her, towards the Sheriff, leaving the woman standing there, confused, threatened and somewhat scared. "It's Dakota."

"Dakota..." The balding man repeated to himself. At the same time, Grey found herself repeating the name in her mind. It sounded so familiar, that it was irritating. "Good. Gisborne, leave. And take her with you."

Grey shot a look at the two men over her shoulder, before swiftly making her way to Guy's side and walking out of the bird room, with him. As soon as they were about half way down the corridor, the grey eyed woman, felt Guy's hand grab her by her good shoulder and the other one grab her upper arm, before she was spun around to face him.

"Who is he?"

She stared up at him with emotionless and dull facial expression. "I don't remember." Despite her face, Grey's voice was shaky with agitation, and her eyes showed it too. The harder she wracked her brain for an answer, the more irritated she felt herself become. "I don't trust him."

Guy nodded in agreement. "I don't either." He spoke in a low growl. "Listen Grey, I can't always be here to watch your back. I wish I could, but with the Sheriff around, it would make that difficult. So be careful and keep an eye out for him."

"O f course." The woman gave a short nod.

"And Grey. If he so much as even breathes on you..." The man gave a shaky breath as though he was trying not to explode with anger, "You tell me... And I will kill him, I swear."

Grey stared up in to his angry blue eyes for a minute, before standing on the end of her toes and placing a kiss on his lips.

Another short one. Sorry =(