Guy was mesmerised by how youthful and beautiful Isabella still looked in the light. Even though they had lost the bond they had when they were children and Guy knew that Isabella had hatred for him because of what he did to her, he was certain that deep down she was still the little girl he knew. She was still his little sister whom he loved no matter what. Guy stepped forward as did Isabella.

"Why are you here, Isabella?"

"You know why."

"Do I?"

Isabella nodded.

"I heard you, Guy. I heard what you said to Marian. It was never entirely your fault, you know. I am also to blame for the strain in our relationship."

"No, you are not. I'm suppose to be your older brother. I should have known what was going on. Should have stopped him from hurting you the way he did."

Isabella took his hand in hers and shook her head.

"Do not blame yourself, brother. We were all fooled by his disguise. He promised to take care of me. Promised you that he would take care of me. But, in the end he broke his promise."

Guy squeezed her hand.

"He's not the only one to break his promises." he said softly.

"No, he's not."

Hearing Isabella still blamed him for what he did tightened the feeling of guilt around his heart even more. He knew she had the right to still be angry for what he did, who would blame her? He too felt angry at himself. He was suppose to be her protector. He had promised not only her but, his mother as well that he would always be there for her. And he had broken his promise.

"Are you still mad at me, Isabella?"

"I am not. I know you thought you were only doing what was the best for the both of us and I have come to understand that. It is I who should ask for your forgiveness."

Guy looked her.

"What do you have to ask forgiveness? It was I who broke my promise. It was I who condemned you to your husband."

"Like you said, Guy. When our parents died we had nothing except each other and that is all we have left now. Each other. I think it is time to move on from the past and look forward to the future."

"How?" Guy asked, "I still couldn't protect you when the Castle got blown up. You died because of me. Died because I was still obsessed with getting revenge. I was angry that you had betrayed me again with Robin."

"We were both obsessed with getting revenge. Both of us had issues that we needed to deal with. In the end we both died hating each other. But, now there is time for us to fix things. Time for us to rebuild what we lost when we were alive."

Guy smiled again for the second time. The two women in his life, the two he loved the most with all his heart had forgiven him for what he done to them. His heart felt a little lighter than it did before. Yet, even though he had been forgiven he still could not forgive himself. He didn't know if he ever would.

"Isabella," he said letting go of her hand and turning away, " I am not who I was back then. Back when we were children. I never will be. I have shed so much blood that I will be forever haunted by my actions. I can never revert back to the man I used to be. And I can never forgive myself."

Isabella turned his face around to face her. Keep her hand on his cheek she replied,

"You were only following orders, Guy. You didn't intend on killing those people."

"Didn't I? I obeyed him, no questions asked. I just did what he ordered."

"You can't blame yourself for what Vaisey did."

"Can't I? He didn't kill them, I did."

"But, he ordered you to do his work."

"I might as well have ordered those deaths. Killing them with your own sword is just as bad."

"Yes, so is condemning innocent people to death. Guy, you were only trying to protect your life. You were only trying to live because you knew that if you disobeyed him, he would have had you killed."

"See."

"See what?" Isabella inquired.

"I was being selfish. I only wanted to save my own skin. It is what I have always done. Cared about no one else, but me."

"You are not selfish. Remember all those times you tried to protect Marian from the Sheriff's wrath. Remember the time you went against his orders to kill those children. You were a good man, Guy. You still are."

"Am I? I sold my own sister for my own ambitions, killed the woman I loved because I was blinded by greed. No, what you see is a cold hearted monster. A monster who can never change."

While they had been talking somehow a chair had managed to appear and Guy slumped down into with an air hopelessness. Isabella knelt down in front of him and placed a hand on his knee. He looked up and searched her eyes. He expected to see something different then what he actually saw. In her eyes he could see forgiveness, could see love. Love for him.

"No, Guy. What I see is a man who is not a cold hearted monster. I see a man who is kind, loyal and brave. A man who would do anything to protect those he loves."

Guy scoffed at her last words.

"Protect those I love? You fool yourself, Isabella. I am a coward. A selfish man who cares about only one thing. Power. I couldn't protect Marian. I couldn't protect mother and father. More importantly I couldn't protect you. I am a failure. All you see is what I have said, a cold hearted beast."

Isabella grabbed both his hands in hers.

"No. All I see is my brother." she replied. "I see the brother I knew when we were kids. The brother whom I loved and still do."

Guy embraces Isabella. He holds her the only way a brother can and she reciprocates. Forgiveness is given.