Title: Outlaws2006 - Chapter Forty-Five: The Morning After
Rating: T
Author: moonmajik and Tanya
Synopsis: Robin and his gang of outlaws, plus Guy of Gisnborne and the Sheriff, get swept 800 years into the future, to the year 2006, into the ladies bathroom of a Starbucks Coffee House. Follow their journey as they get to grips with their new surroundings. Based on the BBC's 2006 Robin Hood.
Pairings: Robin/OC, Will/OC, Alan/Djaq
Disclaimer: We do not own Robin Hood or any associated comments, such as "We go to Nottingham" or "Not being Funny, but..." Especially do not own the Sheriff. Damn. We do, however, own Charli and Tanya. In the later Chapters, there may be other characters that we own.

The rays of sunshine poured into the room through the window, warming the bed and its occupants, the bright light comforting and - "You forgot to shut the curtains." Tanya mumbled into the pillow as she screwed up her eyes against he light.

Robin grumbled, his head buried deep into her neck, his arm wrapped snugly around her waist; he did not want to move. He had never felt so completely comfortable and safe in his entire life. A smile grew on his lips as he thought of the woman lying beside him. "At least you're not going to yell at me this time for waking up in the same bed as you..."

"I wouldn't bet on it," Tanya mumbled, grinning. "I may just decide that I want the whole bed to myself and kick you out." Robin chuckled, not moving from where he lay, his lips slowly and carefully brushing against the skin on her neck. "And don't think a small amount of wooing will stop me either. When Tanya wants her bed, Tanya gets."

"Is that so?" He continued to kiss her neck.

"Well…" Tanya closed her eyes, trying to resist the warm feeling rising within the depths of her body again. "Maybe not entirely but…oh lord…" She sighed.

Robin moved, positioning his body above her again, a smirk forming on his lips as he looked down at her. "My name is Robin," he corrected. "But Lord will do."

Tanya chuckled, reaching up an arm to swat him, but not before he caught it in his hand. "Ah, ah, ah." He warned playfully. "Stay still." He held her hand down as he began to kiss her neck again.

Tanya moaned, arching her back up again into his body. "We should get up." She tried.

"We should, but we're not going to." He lifted his head and kissed her briefly on her lips. "Are you okay?"

Tanya frowned at the sudden randomness of the question. "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I mean…after last night…" how did he find the right words to explain what he meant. "You're not…you don't-"

"Regret anything?" Tanya smiled as she realised just what he was trying to say. "Don't talk so bloody daft." She pulled her hands out of his and touched his face. "Last night was-"

"Ewww, that's gross," Charli stood in the doorway, grinning. "Now get up. We are late!"

"How did you get in?" Tanya sat up and stared at her, hugging the quilt to her body.

"Lock pick," Charli smirked. "That training course the Uni sent me on really did come in useful."

"You're just bitter and deprived!" Tanya rolled her eyes, dropping back onto the pillow. Robin looked non-phased that Charli had just walked in on the pair, a small smile on his face as he watched her. "Anyway, what time is it?"

"Late!" Charli stressed again, throwing Tanya's shirt at her. "As in, we were supposed to be at the airport five minutes ago. Everyone else is dressed and waiting...oh...and they are all very, very hung over."

"What?" She shot up again, this time the blanket fell to her waist. She quickly covered herself up, her cheeks flushing crimson. "What do you mean hung over?" She began to fumble with the shirt.

Charli rolled her eyes. "From what I can gather, and they are telling me very little. They went out into Paris last night."

Robin sat up this time, his eyebrows raised. "They went out?" He began to chuckle.

Tanya turned and whacked him on the arm. "Not funny! We have a responsibility!"

"Yes. But we will talk about this in the airport!" Charli strode over to the door. "I want you dressed and downstairs in the lobby checking out two minutes ago! No distractions!"

"No distractions?" They both said at the same time as they looked at each other.

"Yes! Now up!" Charli yelled, finally leaving the pair alone.

"She's getting bossy." Robin commented.

"Side affect of hanging around with you," Tanya smirked, hopping out of the bed.

She padded over to the bathroom; not caring about her state of undress, knowing that Robin wasn't too bothered either. He smiled as she disappeared inside, falling back down on to the bed again. He really didn't want to get up. If he had his way, he would have stayed in this room with her forever. For the first time in a long while he had forgotten about all the worries and issues back in 1192…and it was all because of her. Tanya had done that.

He sighed, rubbing his hands over his face several times, trying to wake himself up a little more. It was time to face reality again. He knew he had to get up- "Robin! Can you give Charli a shout and ask her to bring me some fresh clothes, please?"

Robin pushed himself up and out of bed, padding to the bathroom also. He placed his ear against the door and frowned. "Why can't you get them?"

"Because I'm naked and in the shower and don't want to have to put last nights clothes back on...please?"

"I wouldn't mind," Robin muttered. The door opened, and a towel landed on his head.

"Go!" Chuckling, he pulled on his trousers and then padded to the door in search of Charli. He found the girl downstairs sat in the lobby, looking slightly mad, surrounded by outlaws who looked worse for wear.

"Charli?"

"ARE YOU NOT DRESSED YET?"

"Um... that would be a no. Half way there." Robin grinned easily. "Tanya says can you take her some clothes, she'd ask you herself but she's in the shower."

"SHE'S WHAT?"

"Quiet Charli!" Alan muttered, lying on the floor with his head in Djaq's lap. Robin looked at them, slightly confused, before Charli pulled him back upstairs.

"I packed all of her clothes, which she could have done herself if she hadn't been frolicking about with you! So get your ass back in that room, get dressed, and tell her she'll have to wear what she already has!"

"But-"

"Move, Locksley! Or we'll miss the flight!"

Robin's eyes widened in realisation of her words. "You mean we'll miss the airplane? Like, we won't be able to get home?"

"Well done! Now move!" She pushed him back into his room. "And if it means dragging her out of the shower, then DO IT!"

"Tanya! You made Charli mad." Robin said conversationally as he walked into the bathroom. "I have to drag you out of the shower... now, I don't think that's much of a punishment, personally, but she seems to think it might be. Oh, and we are going to miss the plane. And Alan and Djaq appear to have gotten together…"

"ROBIN"! Charli yelled! "I CAN HEAR YOU!"

He rolled his eyes and slammed the bathroom door shut. He then walked over to the bathtub and ripped the shower curtain back. He grinned, looking the woman up and down. "Hello there."

Tanya rolled her eyes. "Do you mind?"

"Not at all, actually."

"Charli says your gonna have to wear what you wore yesterday," he whispered.

"Why are you whispering?"

"She can hear me."

"I can't wear yesterday's clothes, god! I'll feel dirty!" She moaned. "Make yourself useful and hand me a towel!"

Robin grabbed a towel off the railing before taking a seat on the toilet lid. "I have to wear the same clothes for many days," he shrugged.

"Yeah but that's different. You live in the forest and you're an outlaw, not to mention the fact that you're a man. You'd do it anyway." She chuckled as she stepped out of the tub and began to dry herself off.