"Much, wake up," Tanya bent low on her knees at the side of his bed and shook the man several times. She was careful not to wake Robin who lay on the floor at her side. She knew that if he woke now her whole plan would be ruined. "Much!" She hissed again causing him to wake with a start. He was about to speak but Tanya quickly placed a finger to his lips to shush him. "Come on, get up. I have a surprise for you."

The man stumbled out of bed followed obediently, knowing that nothing serious was wrong; he could see a small twinkle in her eye, a glint of mischievousness almost.

"What?" He mumbled as he half stumbled into the living room. Alan and Djaq were curled up together on the sofa, fast asleep. It would have been cute, if they weren't supposed to be on watch. Much was about to wake them disapprovingly, but Tanya stopped him. The fact they were asleep helped immensely.

"This makes things a lot easier," she took his hand and led him away. "We shouldn't really be going out after what happened last night but nobody needs to know."

"We're going out!" Much yelled.

"Sssshhh!" Tanya waved her hands around. "Do you want to wake the whole building?"

"We can't go out!" Much had lowered his voice, but he still looked disproving.

"Do you want to learn to drive?" His expression lit up, but he still hesitated. "Ill give you Pizza and Ice - cream" Tanya blackmailed.

"Pizza and ice-cream? Together? On the same plate?" He looked hopeful as he began to jump up and down on the spot.

Tanya pulled her face in disgust but agreed anyway if only to shut him up. "Yes, whatever you like. I promised you that I'd take you driving, now's your chance."

Much squealed and leapt for the doorway. Tanya rubbed her ear. She would have to stop him doing that. Come to think of it, he had never done it before. Her ears still ringing, she quietly shut the door behind her and followed him down to ground level.

The driving lesson was to take place in the car park of a nearby supermarket. It was earlier enough not to be too busy, although there was a few crazy early morning shoppers about. The driving instructor was waiting for them as they walked into the more or less empty car park.

Tanya smiled and pushed him forward. "That lady over there will teach you today. Go have fun."

Much looked slightly panicked. "You're not coming with me?"

Tanya shook her head and nodded over to the instructor. "No, I'll be sat right here."

Much stepped forward nervously, glancing back at her. She grinned and waved, retreating to sit on the low barrier forming the trolley park. He walked a few more steps forward and studied the car door. How had Charli said they opened these things?

"Hey there," the instructor greeted the confused looking Much. "My name is Mariam. You must be Much."

Much looked away from the car for a moment and looked at the lady with wide eyes. "I know a Marian, Lady Marian." Were the first words to leave his mouth.

The instructor looked at him strangely and let out a small laugh. "There are many Marians about, although my name is Mariam, with an 'm'." She corrected him.

"Oh... I don't know one of them," Much looked slightly crestfallen as he struggled with the door, pushing the handle in and trying to figure out how it opened. Shaking it in annoyance, he sighed.

Laughing, Mariam climbed into the car and leant across to open the door for him. "Surely you've been in a car before Much."

Much blushed furiously as he finally climbed into the car. "Just once."

"Wow," Mariam said, not wanting to pry to much. "That's very unusual."

"I ride horses," Much told her. "Or walk" He sat down behind the wheel, and looked around. There was a strange looking lever beside him, which he remembered Tanya had told him was called a stear gick when he was questioning her on their trip to Charli's DMT. The wheel was for steering and there were peddles on the floor, which made the car stop and go.

"I was going to ask whether you had done any driving before, but I think we can safely say that you haven't," Mariam scribbled something on a piece of paper. "So we will start from the very beginning. Can you tell me anything about how a car works?"

Much frowned slightly. "Blow, Suck, Squeeze, Bang," he said confidently. "Tanya told me."

"Suck, Squeeze, Bang, Blow?" Mariam asked, laughter evident in her voice. "I think – I hope – that that is what you mean." And embarrassed Much nodded, and looked down at the seat, leaning forward.

"Beeeeeeep!" He jumped up in shock as the car made an awful beeping sound.

Mariam swore. "Okay. This is going to interesting."

"Right Much," Mariam took a deep breath. " I need you to take a look at the pedals below you. You'll see three."

"I thought there would only be two," Much pulled his face. "One for stop and one for go?"

"In some cars yes, they're automatic, this is a manual. You have three. Clutch, brake and accelerator."

"Brake is to go?"

"No, brake is to stop. Accelerator is to go."

"What's the clutch?"

"That's for stopping, and for changing gear"

"I thought you said the break was for stopping," Much frowned.

"It is but…wow, you really have no idea at all…okay let's just give it a whirl. First we need to start the engine. Turn the key there."

Much stared at the object in the ignition like it was going to bite him before he finally turned the key and the car roared into life. Mariam laughed when he got a little giddy.

"Okay next, I need you to push the clutch in, that pedal right there," she pointed. Much did as he was told. "And then place the gear into first like so." Mariam demonstrated for him. "Whatever you do don't take your foot off the-" the was a heavy jolt as the car shot forward and ceased running "clutch," she finished.

The car horn beep again as Much swore and hit the steering wheel. Two women clutching shopping bags jumped half a meter in the air and looked round angrily.

"Okay Much, we have to stop doing that." She chuckled. "Let's try again. Start the engine and put your foot on the clutch, then place the car into first. This time hold your foot there." Much followed what she said and sat waiting for his next instructions. "Okay, now you need to give it some gas, and slowly-and I mean slowly-lift your foot from the clutch."

"Gas?"

"Accelerator."

Much pressed down on the accelerator, his foot flat on the ground. The car revved, and Mariam shouted in alarm, but Much had already started to lift his foot off the clutch. The car started to shoot forward, then gave a great shudder and stalled. Mariam had slammed her foot onto her controls, while Much had stalled the car by lifting his foot up to soon.

"Why did it stop? What happened? The car began to move and it stopped!" Much looked around widely.

"You stalled again. I need you to lift your foot off the clutch REALLY slow…and not too much acceleration, it may seem to take a while but the car will eventually start to move…give it another try."

Much switched the engine on again and, concentrating like crazy, did exactly as he was told. He grinned from ear to ear when the car began to roll ever so slowly. "I'm doing it! I'm driving!"

"Good." Mariam grinned, checking her rear view mirror, her feet hovering over her controls. "Ok, give me a little more gas."

Much revved the car a little more causing it to pick up some speed. He pulled his face when the car began to scream at him. "What's it doing?" He panicked.

"It's okay, we just need to change gears now. Push your foot in again, pull the gear stick down into second, and let go of the clutch."

Much looked truly distraught. "But you said not to let go of the clutch."

"Yes but the car is already in motion now so you won't stall, trust me" she reassured him.

"Oh," Much did as she'd said, and the growling noise stopped as he moved the 'stear gick' into second.

"Er, Much, you might want to turn - NOW!" Mariam reached over and pulled the steering wheel sharply, turning the vehicle away from the building that the outlaw was about to hit.

He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry. Should have seen that one coming." He took a firm grip on the wheel and began to swerve the car left and right. "Wow, it's really quite amazing how it works. I can make the car move in any direction I want."

"Yes, fascinating," Mariam held on the dashboard and gritted her teeth, feeling sick suddenly.

"Shall we work on stopping now? Do not just press the brake, you'll make the car skid." Much looked at her worriedly. "And please look at the road!" He looked ahead, concentrating on avoiding hitting anything; including people.

"Now, place your foot on the brake and gently press it in, but here's the thing, you need to also-" Mariam closed her eyes as the car jolted forward again and cut off completely, "…press the clutch in too."

Mariam coughed. Tanya had warned her he might be bad...but this was just scary. She looked over at him and had to smile at the look of excitement on his face.

"Bet you prefer horses now?"

"No. Horses eat my food and steal my blankets. Cars do neither."

Mariam looked at the man like he had lost the plot but continued to smile politely anyway. She wondered where Tanya had found him. She knew that he was going to be a little odd as she had mentioned to her but this was just weird. "So… where are you from?" She made conversation as Much started the engine and began to pull away again.

"1192," he answered unfazed.

"Excuse me?" Mariam spluttered. "I thought you just said 1192... but I must have misheard you."

"No you didn't," he shrugged as if it were not a big deal. "Sherwood forest, 1192. I'm Robin's Hood close friend."

Was he delusional? Was she delusional? Mariam raised an eyebrow and stared at him. "Robin Hood? As in Robin of Locksley?" She tried to hide a laugh.

Much nodded at her. "You know my Master?"

"I…know…of him," Mariam said slowly, completely sure that the man was mental now. "And I suppose you're acquainted with the Sheriff of Nottingham too then." She joked.

Much pulled his face. "I'd hardly say acquainted. Horrible, evil man!"

"O...kay," Mariam said slowly. "I think... yes, I think that should end our lesson for today." She eyed him cautiously, expecting him to turn nasty at any moment. Much turned to face her, his eyes sad.

"Okay, stop looking like that cat from Shrek." Mariam said, turning away and so missing the totally confused expression on Much's face.

"But I was just getting the hang of it…can we do it again soon?" He brightened up a little. Mariam mumbled something along the lines of not getting paid enough before smiling brightly at him. "Of course we can."

Much reached over suddenly and grabbed the woman, half scaring her to death. "Thank you! Thank you! I shall never want to ride a horse again!"

"That's...nice" Mariam detached herself from Much, opened the door rather quickly and climbed out. Much hugged the steering wheel and then scrambled with the door, toppling out onto the gravel car park. Jumping to his feet, he jogged back to Tanya.

Tanya was laughing hard before the man had even reached him. "Did you…have fun? Oh my god, that was one of the funniest things I ever saw! Wait until I tell the others! I can't believe you just fell out of the car!"

Much, on too much of a high to be offended by her words, beamed like a five year old. "I loved it! She said I could do it again soon, so I must have done pretty well!"

Tanya peered around Much at the rather frazzled and freaked out looking Mariam. Looking back at Much, she nodded, if a little unconvincingly. "I'm sure you did Much. Shall we go back? The others will probably be wondering where we have gotten to!"

Charli's piercing scream tore through the apartment, waking all the outlaws and half the other people in the block. Robin's instincts took over and he was the first to jump out of bed and head into the bedroom where her and Tanya were sleeping. He was closely followed by an extremely sleepy group of outlaws.

"Charli?" Will pushed his way forward when he saw the girl stood in the middle of the room, hands in hair and hysterical. "Charli? What's wrong!"

"Tanya's gone!" Charli turned towards him, pointing dramatically to her bed, unmade (not that that was unusual). Robin, staring at the empty bed, felt the icy cold hand of fear and dread clutch at his heart. Will pushed passed him completely and landed next to Charli, taking her in his arms and attempting to calm her down.

Robin eyes darted around the room frantically searching as if she may just be hiding somewhere. He cursed several times before looking over to Charli who now appeared to be hyperventilating in Will's arms. "How long?"

"What? I…I don't know…I just woke up and-"

"HOW LONG?" He bellowed.

Will quickly turned on him, eyes wide and angry. "Robin! That's enough! She doesn't know!" He clenched his jaw. "Leave her alone!" Robin opened his mouth to argue back, to shout, to do something, but John stepped in.

"Enough, both of you!" There was a short silence; all that could be heard was Will murmuring to Charli as she sobbed on his shoulder. Alan broke it.

"Hey, not being funny but - where's Much?" Robin whirled round. Much as well?

"He's not here either? Did you check the kitchen?" Djaq interjected. "Maybe he's in there, eating?" She offered.

Robin nodded for her to go and see if perhaps he was there. Djaq did as she was ordered but returned moments later and shook her head. "He is not there. No signs that he's even been present."

Robin let out a small growl. "How did this happen? Right under our own noses too!"

"Look," Alan offered. "Nobody knows anything yet. For all we know they could have just-"

"What, Alan? Gone for a nice morning stroll? I don't think so. Tanya promised me last night…she promised me…damn! She wouldn't just leave like that!"

"She promised you?" Alan frowned, but he was the only one interested in that particular statement.

"Can we call the police now?" Charli hiccupped, still in Will's arms, clutching tightly to his shirt. "I knew we should have done yesterday!"

"But...I don't understand" Djaq said. "If they took Tanya, why not take Charli as well? And Much was in the same room as Robin...why not just Kill him while he slept? It doesn't make sense."

Robin knew that Djaq had just made a really good point. If they were after him, why break into the flat and take two of them when they could have had Robin there and then. He opened his mouth to speak but the sound of the front door opening and laughter stopped him. He recognized the voices immediately and pushed past his friends to rush into the hallway.

He stopped dead at the same time as Much and Tanya. The laughter faded from their faces as they surveyed the look of growing anger on his.

"Where have you been?" His voice was dangerously quiet as the other outlaws filed into the living room. Charli was last out, and as soon as she saw Tanya, she dived across the room and burst into tears again, hugging her friend.

"I…whoa…what's wrong?" She tried to comfort her friend and answer Robin's question at the same time. "Much and I went for a driving lesson earlier this morning." She tried to smile but the look on Robins face was extremely scary.

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you just caused? And after what happened last night too! I thought you would have known better!" He took several steps towards the two of them. "As for you Much, you SHOULD have known better!"

Much's eyes widened. He had known better, but then Tanya had offered him food and...but even Much knew better than to explain that to Robin. Instead he remained quiet.

"I made Much go!" Tanya defended him. "And what do you mean, I should have known better?" Her voice got louder as her sentence progressed.

"Did you even listen to a word I said to you last night? Did you not listen to a word the Sheriff said on the phone? Do you think he was jesting when he threatened us all, when he threatened YOU?" His voice rose angrily.

"Don't you dare speak to me like that!" Tanya squared up to him. "You think just because you kissed me last night that you have some kind of control over me now? Think again!"

"You kissed her?" Alan jumped in.

"Not the time Alan!" Robin said sharply, still glaring at Tanya. "And no! Just that you might actually listen to me! And keep your promises!"

Tanya opened her mouth to speak but words failed her. She had never seen him look so angry before. Scratch that; she had never seen ANYONE look so angry before. She knew she'd made a mistake. Robin was right, anything could have happened to the pair of them while they had been out together.

Robin glared at her for a few more seconds, and then turned, and stormed of into his room, slamming the door behind him. He had walked away so he didn't say or do anything he would later regret. He slammed his fist into the wall violently. He had seen many things over the years, especially when fighting in the Holy War, that had angered and upset him. He had seen many a good man perish, even some he considered friends. But today, knowing that both Tanya and his close friend Much may have been in grave danger, angered to the point of madness. And how could she have broken her promise to him so soon? He sank onto the bed, confused and angry.

Meanwhile, there was silence in the living room. "He kissed you?" Alan broke in again.

Tanya hissed at Alan, who looked more than a little shocked, detached herself from Charli and made her way over to the now shut door. "Robin? Robin, let me in."

Robin heard the banging on the door and was hesitant to get up. "Don't be such a child and open this damn door before I break it down." He nearly laughed at the sheer stupidity of what she'd said. How on the earth was she going to break to door down? His question was answered right away. "I'll get Little John to do it!" Reluctantly, he rose from the bed, and opened the door a crack. He stood there, blocking her from entering, but didn't speak.

"Don't be a child robin!" Tanya said again. "Let me in!"

When he didn't move, she growled and threw her full weight into the door. Robin, caught off guard and a more than a little surprised, stumbled backwards and landed on the bed again. "When I ask you do something, I'd appreciate it of you'd comply."

Robin laughed and shook his head in disbelief. "Just like you do, right? Wow woman, you really do astound me sometimes."

"What do you mean?" Tanya shot back, slightly confused. "If your talking about the promise I made to you last night, I haven't broken it! I would never break a promise. Unless it was a stupid one, of course."

Robin rose from the bed and was in front of her in two strides, towering over her. Tanya took a small step back in fear. "You promised me you wouldn't leave but yet you did! How is that not breaking it?"

"I promised you I wouldn't go outside on my own," she yelled back, more out of fright and anger. "And I didn't! Much was with me. Don't you trust Much, Robin?"

Robin couldn't believe what he was hearing; she had taken his words that literally. "Of course I trust him." His voice was slightly calmer now.

"We were perfectly safe, Robin."

He sighed in frustration. "Why didn't you just wake me, and let me know. I could have come with you maybe. Or at least I would have known where you were. You had us all tearing our hair out."

"I didn't think," Tanya admitted, glad he had calmed down slightly. "I didn't think you would get worried. I had this all organised before the phone call, you know."

"You never mentioned it. And you didn't think I'd be worried?" Robin frowned. "Why not?"

"Because…" she murmured. "You're Robin Hood. You don't care about some random small town girl from Lockley. You have other-"

Robin cut her off with a small chuckle. "Lockley or Locksley, 2006 or 1192. It is still my village and, in some ways, I still have a responsibility to the people who live here. Especially one certain lady."

Tanya blushed, cracking a small smile. "You never told me you had feelings for Djaq."

Robin laughed and, reaching out his arm, took hold of her waist to pull her closer. "Don't ever think that I don't care for you. And don't ever scare me like that again." He leaned in and touched his lips to hers. "Understand?"

"Perfectly."