Author note: Nothing belongs to me, everything belongs to those who wrote, Directed and produced the Movie 'Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves' in June of 1991.

All I own is my OC's I place in here; I do hope you enjoy! If you've read my previous stores of the Harry Potter, the Marauders Fox and its sequel I hope you'll enjoy this also! Wish me luck! :)

**This is T and or M rating, not really sure where I want this to lead too so bear with me for a bit. So, you've not only been given the rating on the introduction of the Fan-fiction summary, but also here on the first chapter.

THIS IS A Will Scarlet/OC Fanfiction :)

10/2019

Chapter 9

Ashley's breath lodged in her throat as she looked at the grinning face of Wulf Little. 'No, what's he doing here!' Terrified for his life and safety Ashley moved from her spot on the floor and slowly crept out, her arms still holding the remaining fabric closed around her chest to keep herself as covered as possible.

Guy had done a number on her gown.

Letting a relieved breath left her lungs when the doors closed slightly after she slipped from the dining hall and pulled them boy into her arms, hugging him tightly, "What are you doing here?" She whispered into his hair. Though, she was glad to have friendly company. Until her fear for him was becoming anxiety and paranoia.

"I came to help you get out of here. Come on, the guards haven't finished their change yet, we can still slip out. Just have to hurry." Wulf smiled, grabbing her hand he moved them through the Hall's he'd quickly studied and learned on a shorthand notice, making their way to the poorly lit front courtyard of the fortified Manor to the small barred water canal he'd squeezed through, "Think you can fit Ash?" He asked after squeezing himself through.

Grinning with joy when she'd grinned back to him and easily slipped through, "Didn't think you were that small, but I had hope. Come on, the others are likely looking for us as of now. Hopefully they followed the horses hoof prints I left behind. I hit a small ax in a few trees on my way here so we could make our way back-"

"No, Wulf we can't go the same way, especially if it's marked. We have to go a different route, like right about now, even with it dark we can't just run out into the open, run for the trees over here, come on." She informed him, grabbing ahold of one another's hand and made their move towards the other side of the forest's coverage surrounding the Manor.

With a sudden thought sticking him, Wulf stopped Ashley once they were covered by the trees' "I left the horse back that way, has the weapons and everything on it," He said with fright, they couldn't just take off with nothing to defend themselves. "Okay, come on, we'll go together then we'll reroute on the way out." Nodding in agreement, Wulf followed her back towards the Manor's fortes wall. Terrified they'd get caught, yet entirely stunned that they hadn't just yet.

Ashley let out a deep sigh of relief as they made it to the hours with no trouble, Guy must have some stamina because had he been finished and seen she was gone, he'd have the alarms ringing, "Okay, Wulf, get on the horse, hurry." Doing as instructed he swung himself up onto the back of the horse with a smile and handed a small satchel to her, "A shirt, trousers and boots, and a belt. Hurry and change, I'll keep a lookout."

Smiling, Ashley took the bag and rushed behind the trees, dumping the contents out onto the ground she quickly discarded the shredded gown with glee as she pulled the socks and large shirt over her head as she quickly pulled the pants on and belted the pants and shirt in place then quickly slipped on the boots. He must have stolen them from a young and wealthy sailor, they were new a new style, no strings needed for her boots at all, something that was definitely saving them much needed time she quickly and intentionally left the torn gown where it lay in the dirt. Walking back out to Wulf and the horse, Ashley grabbed the horse's reins and walked them back to the wall to keep them covered from those up above them on look out. She Grinned with gladness as they easily walked past the doors of the front, all made of thick English oak, there was no way they could see them through the wood doors.

Wulf held his breath the entire way past the front and hadn't released the held breath till they were safely back on the other side of the Forest when Ashley swung herself up onto the back of the horse and kissed his cheek and hugged him tightly with a smile, as they quickly rode off into the darkness of night, "My little hero. Thank you for, believe it or not Wulf, you coming alone made this easier for us to get out and faster for us to get away, though I'd imagine your parents are a bit bothered you came alone…"

"Didn't give them a chance to tell me no and make it harder to find you. I rode off as soon as I heard they were coming here to speak with Gisborne, knew if I wasted time in warning someone about it they'd already be gone. So, I grabbed Will's sword from the dead executioner and his ax, a bow and arrows and quickly rode off after them. Couldn't waste the chance." He said smiling wide the farther from the Manor they got.

Paris

"Come on, Lass. We got yer here, so stop frettin'. You look fine love, come on." Conall said, his hand nearly turning white from the strong grip Sarah was giving him as she tried her best to smooth down her long blonde hair that's frizzy with crazy curls as he walked her into the King's study the advisor was leading them to open the doors for them.

Taking a deep breath of courage, Sarah walked in with her head held as high as she possibly could and bowed to King Richard, Ashley's ring grasp firmly in his hand and a rather angry expression, "My Adviser informed me this was of importance. And since he's also handed me the ring of my youngest niece, I'd suggest you get on with this important news and explain to me why you have Ashley's ring. This letter expresses much concerns regarding Nottingham and his cousin, the damn thing is clearly vague I'm left to wonder if my kingdom in going to be under attack from insiders common for not only my family, but my throne as well!" His voice was demanding, booming with worry and frustration.

"The Ladies of the house of Dubois are in danger my King. George Nottingham is planning plots against you, his cousin, Guy of Gisborne is in league with him, and possibly many other of the noble families. Lady Marian has suspicions regarding those families. A way of finding who they are. Those who have gained land and money while the rest of the people, Noble and poor, have lost much. If not more. But I fear that with me coming in the state that I have arrived in that the Ladies of Dubois have been found out. I came with a more descriptive message. Unfortunately, that message was taken by the messenger of the Bishop of our church, my Lord. He attacked me with a ruse his horse was ill. I am afraid if the message was not with him when I fled. Please, I beg you, my Lord, help them please." Sarah begged, falling to her knees as tears ran down her cheeks with fear her dearly beloved Dubois girls were already in the mists of danger. And her fears where true.

Outraged with anger, Richard stood from his chair, a loud slam echoing through the study and out to the halls of his palace, "You mean to tell me my nieces uncovered a traitor and their followers' conspiracy!"

"Yes, my King. But they wanted to be sure they had the right suspects before suspecting those who may be wrongfully accused. But I fear they may have been uncovered themselves. Nottingham is mad, he and his cousins, rumor has it he murdered his youngest cousin. I cannot be for sure. It is rumors after all. But please, they would not have sent me here with such dire need of your presents and aid had they been wrong. The message I was to bring from Lady Marian was taken by the very messengers sent with me by the Bishop himself. Please, they and the people have suffered enough by the hands of Nottingham. He and Guy of Gisborne have made multiple advances for the ladies' attention. Trying to move in to court them. They aren't safe any longer." Sarah said trembling.

Fearing he'd turn her away with nothing at all she was released to hear the King shout for his General and the rest of the leaders of his army besides himself, "I want everything on Nottingham that was not brought to me! How far has my nobles drifted from the trust I left them with to help keep my lands and people safe and secure while I was away! I want to know everything!" hours had passed by, nothing seemed to be coming to their attention, not the generals, not his Advisers. Though no names had come to their attention they had found a money trail leading from the King's Treasury to Nottingham

"Why is nothing being reported, the money from our treasury has been slipping. No wonder we've been slowly losing money! Some slick bastard has been swindling the treasury. Putting money into Nottingham's pockets! Who's the Treasurer again, Miles is his name? Correct?"

"N-no, my King… I-I am, I don't… I swear, I don't know how this happened. I swear, Lord Miles was before me, I was his apprentice. I swear! My lord I-I swear I would never betray you." The young man said stumbling back, falling over the animal skin rug as the King advanced on him with rage.

"Then tell me, boy… Do you have an apprentice?" he asked coldly. His pale blue eyes stealing like cold metal.

Nodding in horror at the thought of being outwitted by a mere boy. "Yes, bu-but Sire, please, he's just a boy."

"Bring him!"

The boy's room

His bedroom door was kicked open by guards waking the young boy with a startled jump and feared what he'd done to gain the wrath of the king's personal guard he shivered as they pushed and drug him into the King's study, "His name is Jason My King, thirteen years old, no family. Lives in the servant's quarters."

"Out, now... Not you Sarah, please stay… for the boy's sake." Richard's voice was soft, calmer now that he had a young boy in front of him, though his anger was still clear as everyone let, though his eyes drifted over to the door when the Head of his treasury had not moved from the study, "I said, everyone but the boy and Sarah. Wait outside," he said glaring at the man. Studying his startling change in body language as he nodded and walked out. He was tense, but not as vocal as he'd been before. But his tension was more relaxed than anything, like it had been an act to his angry eyes. That was something he'd definitely look further into as he began to question the shivering boy.

Minutes ticked by, and to the Head treasures worry, a messenger he did not recognize arrived rather flustered from claiming he was from Nottingham's town and spoke in hushed towns with the King's Adviser who nodded and walked him off down the passageway and suddenly vanished when the Treasurer had attempted to follow them, wanting to hear what was going on. Horror struck him when the doors flew open to see the King's angry glare as he pointed to him, "Arrest him! I want him in chains and interrogated!"

Trying to run was futile when the King's personal General blocked his path to run and back handed him harshly. The sudden impact sent the twig of a man back and onto the cold stone floor and being hauled up by and angry Conall as chain cuffs were locked around his wrists, "Speak!" his voice boomed with demanded as he dragged the man back into the Kings' study and shoved him onto his knees.

"It was all George and the Gisborne brothers! I swear I had nothing to do with it! Please don't kill me!" he shouted, begging for his life.

"Is it true! Nottingham and the house of Gisborne are in this treachery together to overtake the Kingdom and the ladies of Dubois!?" Richard questioned him.

His heart sinking as the twig of a man nodded his head and cried like a child before his very feet. "Ready the Army, Get my armor and sword! I'm taking my nieces home! Where the hell is my cousin's wife in all of this!"

"Paris, my King." Sarah informed him, quickly following his lead as he rushed from the study towards his room for his armor. "Lieutenant Archer! Get me the Bishop, my sister in law has just lost the right to be called mother! It is clear to me those girls are no safer with her than they would have been without her! Lying to me saying she has been with her daughter all this time! Abandoning her home her lands and children, thrusting her daughter Marian into the hardship of dealing with such matters alone with no guidance while Ashley's been with me or kept captive for six years! I didn't even know Ashley was home!" Richard ranted on as the Lieutenant rushed out to wake the Bishop, bring him back nearly thirty minutes later. Both discussing the matter of him taking on Marian and Ashley as his daughters, "I bloody well raised those girls and Peter when my cousin died, his wife went mad. Left Marian alone to fend for herself and the people of the Dubois household!" He said with anger in his heart. He'd always adored his cousin's wife, she had been a wonderful woman, he had approved the marriage himself. Then Gregory had died, Edith had become selfish, prude and full of herself. Dotting on all her desired needs. Had she been anyone else Richard and the Courts would have dealt with her as anyone else, but his love and respect for his cousin, Richard had begged the Council to look the other way. And they all had, now he'd wished he hadn't. Now he was going to deal her a fate worse than what was normal for this particular situation. He was taking Marian and Ashley as his children. They would no longer be 'Dubois'.

"Bring the written document to me when it is finished, I have a feeling I'll be staying in the town of Nottingham for a while." Richard said as he marched off, swinging himself up onto his horse, "Sarah, you and Conall will stay here with the boy and keep it in order until I return. The Bishop is here to witness me say this. Charles!" He called for one of his servants "Get a seamstress and get them dressed for their stations. It seems you four are the only ones I can trust to safeguard my home while I'm gone. Keep your eye out for anything suspicious. Conall, do not let those two out of your sight!" he shouted back to them as he and his men rode off.

Charles smiled and bowed to Sarah and Conall, "And as the King wishes, let's get you dressed for your station and rooms set up for you three. Follow me and I shall find a hand maid for the lady and boy and I shall help you Sire. " Charles said as he escorted them back into the palace to new rooms. A seamstress had graced their presents by measuring the three of them, and with the help of a few other seamstresses they presented the three with two new gowns and new shirts and trousers for the boy and Conall. "Take a nap Jason, I need to see if there is anything that needs to be handled while the king is away. Ava, can you find the head of the house keepers for me please and his adviser?"

"Of course, ma'am,"

"Oh um, is there a Library I can meet them in? I don't want to use the king's study." Sarah was not going to impose on his personal study, that was the King's domain.

"I can take you there now, Ma'am." Ava said with a nodding bow and showed Sarah to the Library. Where the meets of the day had been held that didn't need to be handed personally by the King and if possible, the Adviser dealt with those cases.

Nottingham

Richard's men stormed through the gates of Nottingham's home, his anger and rage had been simmered by the sight of Marian rushing out onto the front balcony from the Church inside with a curly redhead and kids chasing after her, her arms waving up in the air and a wide smile on her face, "Richard!"

"Marian! Where's Ashley!"

"Guy took her, Robin and some others are out searching for her now, I'm coming down!"

"Don't bother! I'll meet you inside!"

And to their agreement, they met inside as Richard and his men walked in, Marian being enveloped into her cousin's arms as Richard lifted her up into a strong hug, breathing calmly knowing she was safe and all they now had to do was find Ashley, then he could execute the two that had caused this mass trouble under his nose.

Guy

"Where is she!"

"I don't know my lord. I'm sor-" the panicking kid had been silenced by shock and pain from Guy digging a dagger into her chest, "I know, you're sorry. No use in fighting now, she likely has an idea where this is now. Cecilia! Pack what you need. We're heading in land."

"Why not just stay and fight lover?" she asked, a calculating stare on her slender, smooth, face as she walked softly up the steps with a pleased grin, hips swaying as she went. Memories flashing through her mind of Guy slamming into her in full view of the girl. Neither of them had taken notice of her grinning smirk as she watched Ashley slip from the Dining Hall. 'Run little girl, the less you're here, the more of him that will be mine. What a shame we're losing such a beautiful toy though.' She'd thought. Guy's rage at Ashley's disappearance was nothing but joy to her ears. She never much liked sharing. Even when she was a poor little girl living on the streets, hungry, thirst and nearly dead when Guy and Adam had found her lying on the streets at just the rip age of fourteen. Beaten, violated and void of any to nearly all emotions. She had died that night, and woke up as Cecilia, a name the brothers had given her. Since then, she'd given them anything they desired. Even her body. But even she had limitations to what she'd allow to happen. And the rape of another girl was one of her limitations.

"Fine, pack the necessities, anything you'd like me to pack for you?"

"No, I'll pack myself. We just need to get out of here. I would fight, but George had the Army. I have barely thirty men and Richard's army is nearly three times that size." He rasped with irritation.

Camp

Wulf smiled as they came into view of a smoking campfire early that morning, his smile widening when he found Will and his father putting out said fire. "Father!" He shouted, taking the reins from Ashley's hands and moved the horse faster, into camp, pulling the reins back a bit too harshly nearly sending the two off the horse as he jumped off and flew into his father's arms.

Will quickly rushed the horse, calming it down and pulled the smiling Ashley off and into his arms. Holding her closely and kissing her all over her face.

"Thank God. I thought I lost you." Will cried into her hair. "Had Wulf not found me when he had you probably would have." Ashley whimpered, letting her tears of the ordeal of the last few days slip away.

Robin smiled and wrapped Will and Ashley into his own embrace. Kissing her atop her head, "Your safe, Guess God let Peter save you one last time Ash."

"Looks like it. Guess he must had chosen a certain person to act in his steed."

John held his son in a tight embrace as he cried in gratitude for his safe return, "Don't ye ever scare yer ma and I like that again boy, ya here."

Smiling wide at being able to live to hear his father scolded him, Wulf nodded and buried his face not John warm coat, "Yes, sir."

Smiling with pride at the families reunited, Azeem walked next to John and patted his back then looked to the three hugging near the horse, "Let's go home,"

Hearing Azeem's calm voice Ashley smiled and rushed from Will's and Robin's hold, tossing herself into his arms, "I think that is the best idea I have heard in a long time…" Everyone seemed to laugh at this, nodding in agreement, Yet Ashley seemed to stand where she was, her worry now flowing at what she was going to have to say to a few certain people sooner than later, "Azeem, I have a question I'd like to ask you first though."

A bit worried at her sudden words, her body language seemed to say all of their concerns was also confusion, "Anything little Ashley."

Taking in a deep breath of courage Ashley looked from Will to Robin to Azeem, "Would you like to be the Godfather of mine and Will's unborn child?" She asked timidly. She knew she should have told Will, but when she had left with Sarah and Marian, she figured she'd have the time to tell him. That was until she and Marian had been attacked. Now she just wanted to get this down and over with all in one swoop.

"Yo-you're pregnant?" Will asked, shock clear on his face. An expression that began to scare Ashley, hoping he wouldn't run off and leave her alone with a child to care for. His sudden action of dropping to his knees, wrapping his arms around her as he kissed her still flat stomach, "You're pregnant… "

Robin was stunned. Not only was he to marry Marian, but it seemed Will, his half-brother, was also going to be a part of that family as well. Smiling, Robin looked at Azeem who seemed to be unsure if he should say anything at that moment, nodded to his friend who turned back to the worried brunet and with a soft nod, a happy and honored smile, "It would be an honor."

Nottingham

"They're back! Marian, their back!" Fanny called, rushing through the palace to find the Lady and the King in the small Library with an excited and relieved smile, "They're back. They found them."

With a gasp of shock and relief Marian rushed from the Library with Richard on her heels as they rushed out to the approaching band of horses that rode in through the gates and town towards them.

With a cry of relief Marian picked up her dress and ran as fast as she possibly could when her eyes landed on the smiling brunet that quickly dismounted the horse from Behind Will and began her own run to her older sister, "Ashley!"

"Marian!"

Their arms wrapped around one another, tears spilling over their clouding eyes as they both sank to the ground in gladdened tears of being back in one another's eyesight. "Thank God! I thought I'd lost you!" Marian cried. "I'm so sorry he took you-"

"It wasn't your fault, there's nothing to be sorry about. I'm just glad we're all safe."

"Ashley!" The people were stunned beyond belief the King himself had rushed out to the two crying woman and fell to his knees, pulling them both into his embrace. Kissing both their cheeks, "You're safe, thank God. Both of you… Come, we all have a lot to discuss." He said with a smile. He's spoken to Marian already regarding both hers' and Ashley's adoption into his care and name. Now he just needed to relay this to Ashley.

That night, Dinner had been very pleasant, full of laughter, stories, and fun. Of cores, that had been after Richard's serious conversation. A full table of Robin, Will, Marian and Ashley, the Littles and their eight children and many others from the Rebel's group all dined with them in the Great Hall.

"So, you're adopting little Ashley and lady Marian?" Azeem asked with a pleased smile.

"Yes, their mother left them to fend for themselves. Marian has previously explained the only reason she managed to maintain the household of Dubois is because she had Sarah with her while I had Ashley with me overseas."

"Well, it will be good knowing they will be very well kept after. Especially Little Ashley, over the year we have been back I grew to look at her as if she were family, as have I begun to see Robin a the Little's as such. It is nice to have a full table of fun and laughter once more." Azeem said with a pleased smiled, nodding his respect to the King, who raised his glass of wine to him and nodded in return, "Thank you, to all of you really, for caring for my nieces, now my daughters, as they were like your own family. It truly means a lot." Richard's raging demeanor from before had simmered to a gentle and relaxed nature. He had his nieces safe and sound. And from the rounds of good news, he'd also be looking forward to two Weddings. Marian to Robin and Ashley to Will and adding an additional to the already growing family. While Richard had been slightly disappointed, she was not married to Will when becoming pregnant, he was still pleased in the manner that Will and she were planning to marry, as to make it official that no one could challenge the child nor either parent. But there was still a danger out there. Guy Gisborne was still free and still likely dealing his dirty work to get Ashley or to the King's throne, the troubling question was, which one did he want first, or did he want just one? But until Guy made his next move, they couldn't do anything to stop him besides posting wanted posters. His manor hidden in the forest had been seized and stripped of anything that held any remembrance of him and Cecilia and put under constant watch for a time being until Richard decided if he wished to tear it down and rebuild or gift it to someone. His likely thought was to tear it down and rebuild. So that if anyone of Guy's men, or Guy himself, returned, they couldn't pull anything tricky on them.

Richard had gifted the Dubois household to the Little's, who loved the land and the task. While Robin and Marian had, had the Locksley home rebuilt and moved in after construction. Robin had insisted upon having a wall built around it and plenty of land in case they needed to farm something in walls. Something Richard strongly agreed upon, against Marian's slight annoyance, thought after all of the events that had occurred, she too hadn't entirely disagreed.

Will and Ashley had moved to a simpler home plan of a small manor near the woods not too far from Locksley home while Sarah, who had later come to adore the thirteen-year-old orphan, Jason, later adopting him, marrying Conall. They'd been gifted, and rather surprised when the Locksley's, Scarlets and the King himself had given taken them on a small outing, gifting them with a home and land of their own. The darkness of the past was behind them, but the possibilities of Guy coming back for them all was something they hadn't forgotten. Because until Guy was captured and questioned the tried, George had been left alive in King Richard's very own hidden dungeons.

3 years Later

"I will have my answers Nottingham. Your insanity, and cousin, can't hold out for much longer." Richard muttered as he walked from the Mountain range dungeons. "Be sure to inform me when he's insanity breaks it's fever."

"Yes, Sire. And Sire?"

"Yes?"

"Congratulations on the grandchild." The young man said with a gracious nod. His coagulations had brought a small yet thankful smile to his face, "Thank you, be sure to inform the supplier of whatever you need, it's going to be a rough and very cold winter. Do remember to send word fi you need anything. Can't have people starving to death, nor freezing to death. Wouldn't be much of a prison if they were all dead."

With that Richard left, heading to the Locksley home to visit his daughters and two grandchildren. The latest born they'd honored Richard by naming the infant after him. Richard Duncan Locksley.

Locksley Home

children played and ran around out in the snow, a small three-year-old girl running inside and squealing with excitement as she ran to Azeem, "Uncle Azeem!"

"Ah, hello my little Princess," Azeem said picking up the giggling child, "My name is Suri," the child giggled.

Smiling with pride, Azeem kissed the top of her head as he set her back onto her feet, "I know, I had the honor of naming you, little Princess. Now, go to your mamma." He said softly, gently nudging the little one off into a small trot into her mother's smiling arms.

"Let's go see little Richard, shall we?" Ashley said softly with a bright smile as she walked them both up the stairs and into Marian's and Robin chambers.

Marian smiled with laughter as Suri shimmed down and out of her mother's arms, climbing onto the bed and rested herself with Marian and the baby tucked into her arms.

The three laughed softly at Suri's delight in seeing the new baby boy as Ashley walked up and hugged Robin, "I know we were here just a few days ago, but she just can't get enough of seeing him."

"Of course, we can never get enough of you all being here. Is Will downstairs with Azeem?" Robin asked.

"No, he's outside with Jason and Conall cutting firewood. Richard said he'd be here for supper." She said, informing him of their father's soon arrival.

"Okay, I should go help them. Make the cutting go a bit faster." Robin said, kissing the top of her head, then moved to his wife, kissing her his son then his niece's cheek and left them.

"He's beautiful Marina."

"I know, I'm just so shocked we happened to live this happy. No troubles from our past have come for us. I just can't get enough of this happiness." Marian said in awe.

Resting beside her sister on the large bed, Ashely smiled with a pleased sigh, her daughter tucked cozied between the two sisters and the baby. "I think it's time for a nap." Marian whispered to Ashley, nodding to the sleeping little three-year-old blond tucked between them. "I think so too. You up for a nap Marian?"

"Ooh yes, should we call for Sarah?" Marian whispered, a small grin on her face. Both silently deciding who should get up to get their dear friends and adopted family members.

"What about Sarah?" the woman softly giggled as she walked in, "A nap, care to join us?"

"Ooh most definitely, is there room for me?" she teased, taking the baby boy from Marian and placed him in his crib then resting herself on the bed with the two sisters, all three were soon fast asleep with happy smiles gracing their motherly faces.

** I know, this probably reads like it was sudden and rushed. But I kept forgetting to finish the chapters, so I figured the best way to stop doing that was to just sit down and finish the story off. I do hope you all enjoyed the Fic though. Feedback is always welcomed!