Alexia opened her eyes. Most everything was blurry but she could make out a face. A face? As things started to clear it looked like no one she knew. Maybe she was at a hospital. No…too many things wrong with that. The ceiling was brownish…like branches. Branches? Alexia knew something was up. The bed was very hard, lumpy, and basically uncomfortable.

The woman smiled. She was missing three teeth. Alexia frowned. She tried to speak but the lady shook her head.

"Don't speak now. Rest…you need your rest," the woman said. And Alexia would have too…if the woman didn't have an English accent. Then again, she thought, its not all that odd for English people to be in the United States.

It was just this bed. Alexia sat up. The lady frowned and said, "Lay down, m'lady. You need your rest. You had quite a fall."

"A fall? What fall? Where am I? What happened? And who are you?"

The woman sighed. "I guess there's no gettin' you to sleep. And I should be askin' you the same questions." She looked her suspiciously. "We'll kill ya if we find out your from the sheriff."

"Who the heck is the sheriff? Who is we? I don't even know where I am!" Alexia's voice rose to the point that the woman leaned back, looking a bit surprised.

"Well, if you must know…I'm Sarah and you're in Sherwood Forest."

Alexia's eyes went wide. The only reason she collected the weapons she did was because she was in love with the time period when Robin Hood had supposedly lived…and he lived in Sherwood Forest. And if it were a real place, Alexia would know. But it wasn't…was it?

"Did you say Sherwood?"

The woman nodded, looking very suspicious again. "That's right…"

"And you're…Sarah?" Alexia also knew the whole story of Sarah and how she helped Robin Hood escape the Sheriff of Nottingham.

"That's what I said."

A man with shabby clothes walked in. "How is she, Sarah? Oh, she's awake."

Alexia also noted his accent.

The man continued speaking, directing his voice to Alexia. "I hope none of my men tried to kill you. They have a tendency to do that sometimes..."

"No…I don't think so. I was messing with the wires of my TV and I ended up here."

The man and Sarah exchanged looks. "A TV?" He struggled with the word.

"Yah—" She stopped in mid sentence. Was it possible? It would explain the weird clothes and the weird bed and the weird straw house…

"Is it the year 1145?" Alexia blurted.

"Yes it is…" The man looked back at Sarah. "I think she hit her head harder than we thought."

Alexia shook her head and shoved past the man into the daylight. She squinted and looked around. The passing men and women looked up at her strangely but she scarcely took notice of them. She payed attention to the empty forest with a few badly built straw houses and the old clothes on people and the old axes and arrows they carried.

So it was true. Alexia had traveled into the time of Robin Hood. But why was it exactly like the film? A thought struck her head. Alexia's sister and Stephanie had been watching it before they had gotten ready to leave for the trip. They must have left it playing and when she got all tangled up in the wires…

Alexia shook her head. She had to be dreaming. This wasn't possible. But she was here. And this was real. She really felt her head spinning in confusion.

Alexia felt someone tap her shoulder. She turned to see the man.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine."

"Because I was wondering if you have a home to go back to or if the sheriff burned it to ashes."

She nodded her head in understanding. The sheriff of Nottingham. He took over the throne in King Richard's place when he left for the crusades. He started oppressing the people and the farmers had taken refuge with these people of the wood. Robin Hood showed up and helped them turn small shelters into a growing community.

"I don't think so…" Alexia thought about her situation quickly. She couldn't get back home…at least for a while. She had to have time to gather what happened exactly and why she came here, to a place that was never supposed to exist. But in the mean time, she had to have a place to stay. She cringed inwardly of how she was taking advantage of these nice people but it was true. "I mean, I think my home is gone."

"Did you have any family?" he asked.

"Uhm…no. I was traveling alone and was taken in with a group of farmers farther away from here and the sheriff's men came and made a big mess of everything."

The man frowned. "That means he is expanding his search."

Alexia knew what the sheriff was searching for – Robin of Locksley. She knew that Robin was here and that he would be worried about keeping the location a secret.

"What exactly is he looking for?" Alexia didn't want to seem like she knew everything.

"Me," the man answered simply.