Disclaimer: I do not own anything recognizable, but I sure do wish I owned Allan! (;

She absolutely loved the way Robin made her feel.

Most of the time, it was this reckless feeling, like she could do anything. She found herself acting on those feelings, being her true self in doing so. A lot of the time, that ended with her in a sticky situation. But she always sweet-talked her way out of it…and if she couldn't Robin was always waiting in the shadows with his bow and arrow. Not that she was ever reduced to asking for help, Robin always butted in before anyone could hurt her.

But the feeling she always loved getting around Robin was that love feeling. She knew by just looking in his eyes that he'd go to the ends of the earth for her. Though it scared her, she always hoped her eyes mirrored his own. Hoped with all her heart that he saw past her snappy comments and rolled eyes, to see just how much he meant to her.

Whenever he ran away from trouble in her presence, ran away it the darkness of the forest, laughing with his band of outlaws, turning around to wink at her, she wished with all her might to be running with him. Running far away into the security of the trees, away from Guy and the Sheriff. But then she stopped herself.

The reckless feeling only went so far. But the love…the love, she could safely say, had no limits when it came to the two of them.

Color my life with the chaos of trouble.