A/N: Hey, sorry for the long wait. It's taking me a lot longer to get back into my writing than I would have liked. Life is very stressful at the moment, anyone who works in primary education in the UK will know exactly what I'm talking about. Either way, I hope this was worth the wait.

The Doctor was standing in front of a blackboard in the TARDIS, a piece of chalk in his hand. It looked as if he was doing some rather complicated maths equation, numbers were scattered all over the place, along with a few words. The truth was, he was actually doing a few calculations, one of which he had been working on for centuries.

"Banana's…" A voice muttered suddenly, causing a smile to form on the Doctor's face.

"Kari, right on time." He announced, not taking his eyes off the blackboard. "Clara, take a punt." The Time Lord then added, doing his best to stay focused on the board in front of him and not turn to face Kari.

Down by the console Kari rolled her eyes. "Always the same, every single time." She grumbled to herself as she rubbed her head a little. "All that pain and agony, and all I get is a grumpy old man. What kind of deal is that? Where is the justice?" Of course she was only messing around, even the Doctor who was still standing at his blackboard knew that, he did have a smirk on his face after all.

"Your choice, Clara. Wherever, whenever, anywhere in time and space." The Doctor said, acting as if he hadn't heard a word Kari had said.

Clara looked over at Kari, giving her a smile and a small wave as she spun around in the chair down by the console. "Well, there is something… someone that I've always wanted to meet. But I know what you'll say."

Kari simple stood there, watching the Doctor and Clara. She was actually feeling a little out of place, neither of them had really said hello to her, only a smile and wave from Clara and a comment about her being on time from the Doctor. She also knew exactly where and when she had landed herself.

"Try me." The Doctor replied, still keeping his attention on that board and his equations.

"You'll say he's made up, that there is no such thing." There was a dreamy look on Clara's face now, and it was clear to see that the Doctor was interested when he told her to continue. "It's… Robin Hood." She ended up saying rather excitedly.

By this point Kari was really fed up, after being flung through time and space she landed with a Doctor she had only met very briefly once before who was paying no attention to her whatsoever. She hadn't really expected that, not when he had hugged her, and told her he was only a hugger for her. Kari didn't really know what to do, she was feeling like an outsider, like she didn't belong.

The Doctor hadn't really noticed, as he finally tore himself away from the blackboard and looked down at Clara. "Robin Hood?" He asked, as Clara went running up the stairs to where he was in the gallery.

"Yeah, I love that story. I've always loved it, ever since I was little." There was so much excitement and enthusiasm in Clara's voice, it was easy to see that she really did love that story.

There was a rather large smile on the face of the Time Lord standing beside Clara now, one that Kari had seen many times before. "Robin Hood, the heroic outlaw, who robs from the rich and gives to the poor." He said, whilst Clara became more and more excited. "What do you think, Kari?"

Kari looked around in surprise. "What? Me? Sorry, are you actually talking to me?" She asked in shock, looking up at both the Doctor and Clara, pointing to herself. "I wasn't sure I was here."

"Well of course you're here. I can see you. Now tell her." He replied, giving a nod to the woman standing beside him.

With her arms folded across her chest Kari looked up and frowned at him. "Tell her what?"

"He's made up. There's no such thing." The Doctor said, before turning around and grabbing a book off the extravagant bookcase that was directly behind him. It was lined with what looked like leather bound books, and the top of the case had gallifreyan writing. "Old-fashioned heroes only exist in old-fashioned storybooks, Clara."

Kari knew that this was her chance. "Then what does that make you, Doctor?" She asked him, finally making her way up to where the pair were standing. "You are always saving people and planets, making a difference to the lives of everyone in the universe. You make everything better. Isn't that all heroic?" She asked him, watching as he put the book that he had been flicking through back on the shelf.

There was a moment of silence, before the Doctor licked something from a pretty big spoon. "Just passing the time. Hey, what about Mars?" He suddenly said, charging towards both the women, grabbing Kari's hand as he passed. "The Ice Warrior Hives."

"You said it was my choice." Clara cried as she followed him over to where he had stopped in front of the blackboard.

However, the Doctor just wasn't listening to her. "Or the Tumescent Arrows of the Half-Light. Those girls can hold their drink." For some reason he couldn't look Kari in the eyes, instead he carried on as if she wasn't even there. "And fracture fifteen different levels of reality simultaneously. I think I've got a Polariod somewhere." He ended up saying, patting down his jacket while bouncing down the metal stairs.

Kari simply rolled her eyes as Clara chased after the madman. "Doctor! My choice. Robin Hood. Show me." The brunette demanded, having absolutely no intention of giving up until the Doctor had taken her there.

Of course the Doctor gave in, just like Kari knew he would. As she watched him typing on the keyboard at the console, with Clara standing next to him full of excitement, a shiver went down her spine. Instantly, she looked behind her, even though she knew there was going to be nothing there. It was a rather strange sensation, and one that feel a little uneasy.

"Earth, England, Sherwood Forest, 1190AD… ish." The Doctor announced as he typed the coordinates into the console. "But you'll only be disappointed." He added, before the TARDIS took off.

That was when the strange feeling Kari had came back again and hit her full force, resulting in her suddenly finding it rather difficult to breathe. The Doctor was by her side in a heartbeat, having charged up the steps three at a time, and rested a hand lightly on her back. "Can't… breathe…" She struggled to say, doing her best not to panic, but completely panicking on the inside.

"Well of course you can't breathe," the Doctor told her with a hint of annoyance in his voice, "you're having a reaction to something." He said, before quickly glancing over at Clara. There was now a worried look on both of their faces.

"What?" Kari squeaked, tears forming in her eyes. "To what?" She had never had a reaction to anything in the TARDIS before, and it honestly scared her. It also didn't help that it sounded like the Doctor knew all about it but didn't want to share with her.

"I don't know, could be anything. What did you eat before you got here?" He didn't receive an answer, as Kari was too busy trying to get some air into her lungs to respond to his stupid questions.

Clara couldn't just keep standing there watching, she couldn't stand by and watch her friend suffer. "Doctor, do something!" The woman ended up shouting at him.

By now the tears were swiftly rolling down Kari's cheeks, and her hands were shaking violently. "Okay, Kari, look at me." The Doctor said, realising that he really did have to do something now. "Come on, look at me." Slowly, she lifted her gaze so that she was staring into his ancient eyes. "That's it, good. Now, listen to me, everything is going to be fine, okay? Look at me, you trust me, don't you?" He quickly grabbed her hands and held onto them tightly.

Kari kept her gaze firmly fixed on the grey haired man in front of her. She didn't really know him very well yet, she had only seen him for a few minutes previously. However, she knew all about him, she knew his moods, his personality, everything about the man. Of course she trusted him. "Always." Kari managed to say, doing her best to ignore the burning pain that she was now feeling in her chest. It felt like it was getting worse.

A smile crept across the Doctor's face. "Always. Close your eyes." Straight away Kari did as she was asked, there was no point taking her time about it. "Now listen to my voice, just my voice, nothing else. You're in the TARDIS, and you're safe. All this is just a bad reaction to something." He told her, hoping that he really could calm her down. "Maybe you know that Robin Hood isn't real, and you're not happy about that. Oh, or maybe you're getting a little excited like Clara did because you think he is real as well."

The way that the Doctor was acting was actually rather amusing, or at least Kari thought so. "Not excited. Scared." She told him quietly, before a flash of pain struck her chest once more. "Idiot."

"There we go, that's me, the idiot. The great big idiot. Remember the ears? The great big ears! You called me dumbo. Remember them?" There was a plan in the Doctor's head, but Clara had absolutely no idea what it was. All she could do was stand there and watch him act like the idiot Kari called him. "Oh, and what about that madman with the floppy hair, he was a real idiot, wasn't he?"

A slightly chuckle actually managed to escape Kari's lips. "He was my floppy haired wuss."

"And who can forget that skinny man in a suit!" The Doctor exclaimed, still sounding like a complete mad idiot. "Oh he was a funny one, wasn't he? All that running around, saying the most ridiculous things, wouldn't you agree?" He was starting to talk faster and faster, with more urgency in his voice. The Doctor could see that she was still struggling, and he really was starting to panic now as well. "What was it you used to call him? Doctor what?"

Kari's face quickly turned a deep shade of red, and it wasn't from her lack of oxygen. "I can't remember." She muttered, now too embarrassed to care about the pain that was slowly fading from her chest.

"Yes you can, of course you can!" The Doctor exclaimed, still keeping eye contact with her, even though every now and again her eyes dropped to the ground. "Come on, Kari, what did you used to call him? Who was he?"

Her cheeks simply turned redder. "I don't know, I really can't remember."

The Doctor smirked. "If you can't remember then why is your face turning into a tomato? Honestly, have you seen how red your face is? Look, if you don't say it, then I will. I'll tell Clara…"

"Doctor Sexy." She exclaimed loudly, before realising that she had shouted it out. "I… I used to call you Doctor Sexy. I liked they glasses, they… they made you look sexy." By now her embarrassment had completely taken over, the pain was no longer an issue and she could finally breathe again. "And you had some really great hair too."

"Just look at me now, I'm old and I'm Scottish."

"And you're still my Doctor." Kari had no idea what had just happened, but she did know that she would not have been able to get through it if he hadn't been there. "You will always be my Doctor."

Clara had no clue as to what had happened, all she knew was that whatever was wrong with Kari, the Doctor had managed to fix it. Now she was just watching as the pair hugged. She was actually about to say something, when there was a thump, and the blue box they were travelling in landed. "We're there! We're going to meet Robin Hood!" The woman proclaimed, causing both Kari and the Doctor to look at her.

"Come on then, wardrobe." Kari said as the Doctor finally let her go. "We can't go out there looking like this, especially if you think you're going to meet your hero, Robin Hood." Of course Kari knew that they really would meet him, well a man that really did have all the makings of being the legendary Robin Hood, but there was something nagging away at the back of her mind, telling her it wasn't really all that true.

While the ladies were off getting themselves ready, the Doctor decided to take a quick peek outside. "No damsels in distress, no pretty castles, no such thing as Robin Hood." He called out, knowing that both Kari and Clara would still hear him inside of the TARDIS.

However, the moment he said that an arrow swiftly lodged itself into the wooden panelling of the Doctor's beloved machine. His eyes scanned the area and he quickly spotted a man popping up from behind a fallen tree across from the side of the steam they had landed on. In all honesty the Doctor couldn't really believe what he was seeing, a man dressed up in green, with a large bow and a quiver full of arrows on his back. He even had the feather in his hat.

"You called?" The man shouted, looking rather smug. "Very, very nicely done with the box, sir." He added, heading towards the stream and the Doctor. "I saw a Turk perform something very similar at Nottingham Fayre." The Doctor wasn't really listening to him, he was too busy pulling the arrow out of the framework of his TARDIS. "It's a trick with mirrors, no doubt?"

There was no doubt that the Doctor was not impressed. "A trick?" He asked, he concern about the hole now gone, just like the hole. Now he was more curious about the man dressed in green.

"A good jest. Ha, ha!"

The Doctor clearly didn't find it amusing. "This is not a trick. This is a TARDIS." He said, using the arrow to point back to the blue box that was now standing in the middle of a forest.

With his hands on his hips, standing in a pose that he clearly thought made him look outstanding, the man spoke to the Doctor once more. "Whatever it is, you boney rascle, I'm afraid I must relieve you of it." He said, heading to a felled tree that had been placed and tended to to make some form of a bridge across the stream.

"It's my property, that's what it is." The Doctor told him, getting more and more annoyed with the annoying and arrogant man he was faced with. He tossed the arrow to the ground as he headed towards the makeshift bridge himself.

Now the man was standing in the middle of the bridge, his hands on hips, making it look like it was doing his 'I'm fantastic' pose once more. "Well, don't you know all property is theft to Robin Hood?"

"You're not serious."

"I am many things, sir, but I'm never that. Robin Hood laughs in the face of it all." He said, before standing there laughing, just to make his point clear to the Doctor.

The problem was, the Doctor just thought he was an idiot, and certainly not Robin Hood. "And do people ever punch you in the face when you do that?" He really wondered why Clara thought that man was so special when all he could see was an arrogant human who he really wanted to punch in the face.

Unfortunately the man dressed in green wasn't able to see how much he was annoying the newcomer with the blue box. "Not as yet." He replied rather cheerfully.

"Lucky I'm here then, isn't it." The Doctor told him, just as Clara stepped out of the TARDIS.

She was wearing a vibrant red dress with sleeves that draped down from the elbow. "Might be a little bit much, but what do you reckon, Doctor?" Clara asked him, bounding down from where the TARDIS was and to him. She wanted his approval, like she always did when it came to the clothes, even though Kari helped her to pick it out. Only his approval no longer mattered when she saw who was standing there.

"By all the saints. Are there any more in there?" As soon as those words left his lips, Kari opened the door and stepped out of the blue box, grumbling a little as she did.

While Clara had opted to go for a very bright red dress, Kari was a little less enthusiastic about wearing a dress when she knew there was going to be running around, particularly one that was pretty noticeable. Due to that, she ended up wearing a royal blue dress, still with the style of the draping sleeves. Unlike Clara, her dress had a little more to it, the insides of the sleeves that were visible was gold, and the delicate and intricate stitching was also gold.

The Doctor didn't actually know what to say, the dress really did look good on Kari, and the gold seriously made her eyes stand out. While Clara was wearing a silver chain circlet that rested against her forehead, Kari had gone for something slightly different, hers was solid gold, and had a deep blue stone at the centre of it.

He was brought back to reality when Clara lightly whacked him on the chest a few times. "Is that?" She asked, gazing at the man in green with the long blonde hair.

"No." The Doctor told him simply, watching Kari out of the corner of his eye as she headed towards them. He was certain that she was muttering something to herself as she made her way down.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God! It is, isn't it? You found him. You actually found Robin Hood." Clara exclaimed, before getting very giggly and started acting more like a schoolgirl.

Kari had finally reached them, and the Doctor held out a hand to help her those final few steps. "That is not Robin Hood." It was clear that she was not impressed with the man they were faced with, the one that Clara was so excited about. "That really is in no way Robin Hood." He looked nothing like she had imagined, she had her own idea in her head, once that was caused by watching too much television.

Even the Doctor was ready to back her up on what she was saying. "Kari's right, that's not Robin Hood."

Of course, the man they were talking about was now standing there looking rather confused. "Well then who, sir, is about to relieve you of your magic box?" He asked, grabbing the hilt of his sword and quickly drawing it, pointing it towards the group across the other side of the lake.

The Doctor let go of Kari's hand and marched towards the fallen tree, ready to take on the man who had just challenged him. "Nobody, sir. Not in this universe or the next." He said, now standing on the makeshift bridge.

"Well then, draw your sword and prove your words." Kari couldn't help but roll her eyes as she dragged Clara over to the side a little so that they had a much better view of the spectacle that was about to unfold.

"I have no sword." The Doctor announced, sound very confident and not at all threatened by the so called Robin Hood. "I don't need a sword." He showed the man that he didn't have a sword, before pulling out a large leather glove from one of his impossibly large pockets. "Because I am the Doctor." He then reached into the inside of his jacket with the gloved hand. "And this, is my spoon! En garde!" He cried, holding out the big spoon that he was licking back in the TARDIS before the arrived.

Both the men were ready and had their weapons primed, and it didn't take long for the first strike to be heard. Kari did find it amusing that the Doctor was fighting with a spoon, it wasn't like he didn't have any experience with a sword, she knew he did, and she knew he was pretty good with it as well. The clanging of the metal was echoing around them, and Clara seemed to be enjoying the show quite a lot.

Kari couldn't help but let out a short laugh when the Doctor actually whacked the man on the back of the head with his spook. Even Clara was surprised by the Time Lord's skills. "You're amazing." She told him, trying not to sound as impressed as she really was.

"I've had some experience. Richard the Lionheart. Cyrano de Bergerac. Errol Flynn. He had the most enormous…" Clara cleared her throat and interrupted the Doctor's sentence. "Ego." He finished, glancing at Kari quickly. She was simply standing there, watching everything that was happening. She wasn't saying anything, and she didn't seem to be as impressed as Clara was. He was also worried by how quiet she was being. Something was bothering her, just like there were a million and one things that were bothering him.

Because of that, he made quick work of battling the man in green, eventually knocking the man into the water. Clara came rushing over to him, looking down into the water. "Like I said, my box." The Doctor said, polishing his spoon now that the fight was over.

Kari was watching the water closely, and she saw the man pop up behind the Doctor. She knew what he was going to do next, but she was not going to allow it to happen. "Behind you." She quietly called to the Doctor's mind. A second later he had jumped to the right, while the man who had been about to pounce on him had the wind knocked out of him as he landed on the tree. She ended up letting out a laugh of her own whilst walking over to the tree herself. "Never mess with the Doctor." Kari said, before carefully stepping past Clara and over Robin Hood.

The Doctor took a hold of her hand and they both walked over to the other side of the stream as Clara tried to help the soaking wet man. "Thanks for the warning." He whispered once they were away from the stream a little.

"I don't like that man, and I don't like this place." Kari said, still feeling a little strange. "You think something's wrong as well." Of course she knew exactly what he was thinking, but there really was something that was making her feel uncomfortable.

"Is this your all knowing power speaking?" The Doctor asked her. He was still worried about what had happened back in the TARDIS, and he was definitely worried about her.

Kari shook her head at him. "Well, some of it is, but there's something else. I don't know how to explain it, something just doesn't feel right." All she knew was that the whole place just felt wrong to her, like it really wasn't real, it didn't feel like Earth to her.

With the man claiming to be Robin Hood finally out of the stream, he was heading the Doctor's way with Clara. "He is not Robin Hood." The Doctor told Kari firmly. "This isn't real, it can't be." All Kari could do was nod at him in agreement, even if she did know the truth about the place, it still didn't feel right.

"Well done to you, sir!" Robin called as he approached the pair. "Very well done indeed. Come, you deserve to meet the others." He announced, walking straight past the Doctor, with Clara following him like a little lost puppy.

Reluctantly, the Doctor and Kari both followed Clara and Robin. Kari had very little enthusiasm, she was not excited at all and that was odd for her to feel that way on an adventure with the Doctor. It was made even stranger by the fact that this was her first adventure with that version of the Doctor, and all she wanted was to go back to the TARDIS.

The man walking beside her had noticed as well, he could see the nervous look on her face and see the uncertainty in her eyes. It worried him when something was bothering her, particularly when she wasn't telling him exactly what it was that was bothering her. Although he wanted to ask her what was wrong the Doctor simply gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, just to let her know that she wasn't alone.

After a short while walking they made it to a good sized area, a gully with dark caves visible in the walls. The flat land was high above them, and look up at it actually made Kari feel a little queasy. Even with the sun high in the sky, she couldn't shake the nagging feeling that she was missing something.

"Let me introduce you to my men." Robin announced, really meaning to introduce Clara to his men. "This is Will Scarlet. He is a cheeky rogue with a good sword arm and a slippery tongue.' The man said, introducing a man who had a cheeky smile on his face.

Clara was just beaming away like an idiot. It was similar to something that the Doctor would have once done when he was excited, but not any more. Now he was all eyebrows and serious. Kari was just standing with the Doctor, looking all innocent, after having nabbed some hair from Will Scarlett's head and passing it to the Time Lord.

He quickly took it from her and began to scan it with his screwdriver, ignoring the cries from the man it had been torn from. "Well, it's realistic, I'll give you that." He said after scanning it and tossing it over his shoulder.

There were a few strange looks thrown his way, before Robin returned to his introductions. "And this is Friar Tuck. Aptly named for the amount of grub he tucks into."

"You skinny blaggard!" Friar Tuck joked, laughing a little along with everyone else, before almost falling over. "What are you doing?" He cried, noticing that the Doctor had yanked off his sandals.

"This isn't a real sandal." THe Doctor cried, before sniffing it. Kari couldn't help but grimace a little as he did, while the man he had taken it from defended that it was a real sandal. "Oh, yes. It is."

"Doctor, there really is absolutely no need for you to go around pulling out hair, sniffing shoes, and taking blood samples." Kari called to him, knowing that poor Alan of Dale, who was a master of the lute and a key member in keeping spirits high within the outlaws group, was about to be the Doctor next victim.

The Doctor looked at Kari, his eyes lit up like a christmas tree. "Blood! Brilliant!" He replied, before producing a rather high-tech looking hypodermic needle. He then proceeded to stab Alan with it while he was welcoming them all to Sherwood forest. There was a small cry of pain from the man it was taken from, but the Doctor didn't care. "Sorry, sorry, sorry. Bloody analysis." He said to the man, before looking at the strange metal tube. "Oh, all those diseases. If you were real, you'd be dead in six months."

"I am real." The young man protested weakly, holding onto his arm where the Doctor had stabbed him with a needle.

Kari couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes as the Doctor said 'bye' to the man. "Doctor, be nice." She said to him, ignoring the rest of the introductions. She didn't care about any of that, there were too many other things clouding her mind. "I know you don't think this is real, and even with everything that I know, none of this feels right to me either." She admitted to him once more. "This man, he isn't what I imagined Robin Hood would be like, he is far too merry, too jolly." She had another Robin Hood in her mind, one who was much more serious, more in touch with the real world.

Before the Doctor could respond to her, they both heard a lot of loud laughing. "Stop laughing." The Doctor ordered. "Why are you always doing that? Are you simple or something?" He was finding it very annoying, very distracting.

Kari had noticed what he had picked up. "Not the cup, please don't ask him to…" She muttered to herself, having noticed the Time Lord picking up a goblet and quickly emptying it.

"I'm going to need a sample." Before the Doctor was able to reach Robin and force the goblet into his hands, Kari had gently placed a hand on his arm, getting him to stop and look at her. There was a look of pure confusion on his face.

She gave him a soft smile. "Really not the time, dear." She said to him, hoping that he would get the idea. Kari tugged on his arm a little and tried to get him to move away.

"Sorry, what are you doing?" Clara asked the Doctor in a hushed voice, after Kari had managed to drag him away from the group of rather strange men.

The Doctor didn't seem to notice the way Clara was curious and a little annoyed. "Well, they're not holograms, that much is obvious." He said, reaching out and grabbing Kari's hand without bothering to look. "Could be a theme park from the future. Or we might be inside a miniscope."

All that did was remind Kari of something that happened long ago in his timeline. "Microscope, really not looking forward to THAT one." She ended up saying, wondering how that story would play out with her there. She could remember the episode clearly, and she could see Jo Grant clearly in her head as well. "Nope, not looking forward to it at all."

While she had been talking to herself, the Doctor had slipped away from her and began to investigate the surrounding area. This gave Robin a chance to slip back over to Clara and her. "Your… friend, he seems not quite of the real world."

Kari rolled her eyes and watched the Doctor carefully, leaving Clara to respond to the man in green tights. "No. no, he's really not. Not most of the time." She said, before turning to look at him properly. "Dark days?" Now it was Robin who looked confused. "You said that these were dark days. What did you mean?"

"King Richard is away on crusade, my lady." Young Will replied after a moment of silence. "His tyrant of a brother rules instead."

But Clara wasn't finished yet. "And the Sheriff? 'Cause there is a sherrif, right?" She was not giving up, it had to be exactly how she knew it, it simply had to.

"Aye, it is indeed this jackel of the princes who seeks to oppress us for ever more." Alan responded, once again leaving Robin to be silent.

The Doctor had noticed who had spoken and just couldn't resist calling back to them. "Or six months in your case."

"Doctor, stop it. Honestly, I can't take you anywhere without you scaring people." Kari warned him, really feeling even more unsettled now than she had when they first arrived.

It was Clara who finally moved the conversation on. "Why are you so sad?"

"Why do you think me sad?" Robin asked her, slightly surprised at her observation.

However, it wasn't Clara that answered him, it was Kari. She knew better than anyone how to hide pain and fear and all other emotion. She would never admit it, but she had become rather good at it. "Because the Doctor's right, you laugh too much. And this is about more than just you being forced to live an outlaw's life, am I right?"

The man gave her a slight nod. "You see before you Robert, Earl of Loxley. I had my lands and titles stripped from me. I dared to speak out against Prince John. But I lost the thing most dear to me."

"Marian." Robin looked at Kari with a shocked expression on his face. "I can see it, written all over your face. Losing someone… it leaves a scar." She didn't want to say too much, she simply knew from experience that it was hard to lose people, like the way she had lost River, kind of.

The man gave her a small, sad smile. "It was Marian who told me that I must stand up and be counted. But… I was afraid. Now this green canopy is my palace and the rough ground is my feather bed." Anyone could see that it wasn't easy for him to talk about it. "Maybe one day I will return home, but until that day… until that day, this is beholden on me to be the man Marian wanted, to be a hero for those this tyrant sheriff slaughter."

Clara had doe eyes the whole time Robin had been speaking, and even Kari had felt a pang of sympathy for the man, until the Doctor butted in once again and brought her crashing back down to reality. "What time is it, Mr Hood?" He asked, so many different thoughts chasing through his mind.

Robin looked up at the sky and squinted a little. "Somewhere after noon." He replied, turning away from the sun and back to face the strange man beside him.

"No, no. Time of year? What season?" There was curiosity and a hint of something else in the Doctor's tone, one that made Clara frown and Kari let out a sigh. Yes, she knew where this was all heading, but there was something else that was feeling so off to her.

"Autumn, Doctor. And yes, it is a bit too green for this time of year, don't you think?" Kari quickly said, ready to get a move on now. "Bit too sunny for Nottingham as well, wouldn't you agree?" All the Doctor could do was nod at her, knowing exactly what she was saying.

A confused look passed across Clara's face, as well as that of Robin Hood. "You must excuse me." The man suddenly announced, clearly had enough of all the chatter. "The Sheriff has issued a proclamation and tomorrow there is to be a contest to find the best archer in the land. And the bounty, it's an arrow made of pure gold."

"No!" Clara cried, stopping the man in his tracks. "Don't, don't go. It's a trap."

Of course, Robin couldn't help but laugh. "Well ,of course it is! But a contest to find the best archer in the land? There is no contest." All of his men were now laughing along with him as well.

The Doctor rolled his eyes and grabbed a tight hold of Kari's hand. "Right, that isn't even funny. That was bantering. I am totally against bantering." They only paid him a few moments of attention, before the merry men and Robin Hood turned back to their own actions.

"How can you be so sure he is not the real thing?" Clara asked, her arms folded across her chest. She was sure, she was so sure that he was the real thing.

"Because he can't be." Kari and the Doctor said at the same time, only Kari said it slightly quieter than the man holding her hand did.

Clara looked between the couple, a sad look on her face. "When did the pair of you stop believing in everything?" Kari wanted to tell her that she hadn't stopped believing, that she just believed in something different, someone different.

"When did you start believing in impossible heroes?" The Doctor had no idea why she would believe in heros, he knew that that didn't exist.

"Guys, enough of this." Kari said, stopping the conversation, wanting to just move on. "Something isn't right here, so guess what?" A huge grin spread across the Doctor's face while Clara raised an eyebrow at her. "Look's like we're going to have to stay for a day or two. I mean, you want to see this contest tomorrow, don't you, Clara? And you want to find out why everything seems like it isn't real but somehow is, correct, Doctor?" Both of them nodded at her. "Great, then we stay." She said, before dragging them both over to where the men Robin was preparing for the next day.

Clara was simply bubbling with excitement, the Doctor was full of curiosity, while Kari was filled with worry and anxiety. She knew why the Doctor felt like none of it was real, but why was she having a feeling like that as well? Why did it all make her feel queasy? There was no way she was going to leave until she had figured it out.

A/N: Sorry if there are any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors that I've missed, I've been working to get this done for so long now that it is possible I haven't proof read it all properly.

I hope that you've enjoyed the opening to this, I do know where this episode is going, fingers crossed I get the time to write it now.

Until the next time (which I hope isn't too far away)...

Pippa.