A/N: Ok so long time no update, been trying to write this chapter and have been up for a considerable while doing so lol. This has a little present in it for my good friend Saz bags, I've got a charrie based on her; Florinda. Hope you likey!

Maybe no one told you there is strength in your tears

And so you fight to keep from pouring out

"Master!" The furious and frightened outlaw shouted to Robin, "Will you not listen to reason! Killing Guy is not the answer!"

"And what is Much? Never avenging Marian? To let her die and to let that dog live?!" Robin turned on his old friend viciously. Much was taken aback; he nervously looked to the rest of the gang, as everyone had come to a natural stop when the leader had turned on the cook. "Answer me Much!" But he couldn't. All sympathetic and friendly words had gone, all he wanted to do was go back to camp and settle into the background, per usual. "Can you not hear me?!" No one could even see what was coming next as Robin lurched forward and grasped Much by his collar. "I said what is the answer?!" The Lord of Locksley was still fuelled by rage which hadn't had it's ounce of flesh, his eyes still saw red and he still couldn't see that he'd turned on the man who was like a brother to him. The rest of the gang stood uneasy, wanting to help, but knowing if they did they'd only cause a much bigger fight, including all of them. "Robin, he didn't mean any harm…" Allan began, trying to calm the restless outlaw, although he knew his attempts were futile. "You have no power to speak!" Robin shouted back at Allan, making him feel small. Allan thought for a moment about retaliating, but thought better of it, his place in the gang was very unstable, and the rest of the gang would only side with Robin after what he'd done to them. Much opened his frightened lips to try and muster something from his heart, even though it ached with how his companion and master was treating him at this moment. Just as one word was about to come from him…

But what if you unlock the gate that keeps your secret soul

Do you think that there's enough that you would drown?

SWOOSH

An arrow flew straight past Robin's head landing in the tree just behind him. He looked at it, not even beginning to think at how precise the shot was and that there was only one other archer he knew of who was as accurate as him, he was in a rage and wanted to kill something, anything, and his sudden fury turned on the cloaked figure standing not too far from them; just standing and watching. The shink of his sword was heard as he almost flew to the stranger, sword ready to strike; Much long forgotten. The figure called back, and soon a small gang of people assembled behind it. The clink of swords and battle were heard again, but this time Robin battled with a stranger, for no reason at all. The stranger's gang turned on Robin's gang and soon a mass brawl was on their hands. The figure battled Robin with great skill, but never once tried to land a blow on him, every move was defensive. "You picked the wrong day to start a fight with me!" Robin pressed the intruder to the ground, sword raised and once again ready to strike and taste blood. "Let's see who dares to challenge me." Robin lifted the mask and removed the hood, brown locks fell out; slightly messy, and a female face was revealed; panting and fear flickering in her brown eyes, although mischief took over from time to time. "Robin, it's me." The girl said through gasps, as the outlaw leader gazed on her face, trying to make sense of everything. The rest of the gangs paused their fights in suspense, watching Robin and the strange girl. Much stepped forward to see her features better, he was also shocked as he soon worked out who it was. "Hellena?..."

If no one will listen

If you decide to speak

If no one's left standing after the bombs explode

"I always did like to make an entrance," Hellena laughed softly as Robin helped her up, sheathing his sword once again. He still hadn't said a word, he couldn't, he was in complete shock. After a little silence that each of the gangs stood in awkwardly Hellena spoke, "So, aren't you going to give your sister a hug or something?"

"Sister?!" Allan questioned in disbelief, "You never told us you had a sister, and such a fine looking one may I say." He winked at Hellena who just gave a slightly freaked out smile. Allan promptly received and elbow in the ribs from Carter, "Not the time Dale…"

Robin glanced up to his sister, the girl he hadn't seen since he left for war, the girl who had mysteriously disappeared, the girl who was assumed dead, the girl who left his lands to Sir Guy, the girl he'd learnt to live without was back and standing infront of him. "I have nothing to say…" He pushed past Hellena falling into the forest. Hellena looked longingly after him, she'd messed up she knew it, like she always did. "I'll give you a hug." Much said softly smiling at his surrogate sister, who returned his smile with a cuddle. "So does this mean we can take these bloody mask things off now?!" A blond girl about Hellena's age asked already removing the soft leather that was around her face. "Yes Florinda." Hellena replied with a roll of her eyes. "Florinda!"

"Much!" The two servants embraced jollily. "You two know each other then?" Djaq said with a small laugh as she placed her arm round Will, feeling safe and protected. "Of course!" Each of them chorused, "We are the Locksley servants." Much stated with pride. "I hope you're not as annoying as Florinda…" Mumbled the man with the sunken eyes, pale exterior and mad mass of black hair, as Much caught sight of him he almost jumped out of his skin. "Who's he?" He asked softly to Florinda. "This is Tom," Hellena stated, "He was very helpful to us while we lived in Scarborough."

"And this is his son George, or 'G' as we call him." Florinda said as a handsome boy with black hair showed himself. "Don't forget me." A small voice called from behind Much, who turned also startled to see a face so familiar but so different. "Kat, my you've grown…"

If no one wants to look at you

For what you really are

I will be here still

"I wish I could say the same for you, unfortunately only your hair has." She laughed sweetly hugging her old friend. "You look so much like her as well." Kat gave a soft smile, although she couldn't hide the sadness that sat there. The rest of the gang looked like they'd seen a ghost, Much soon realised and laughed, "Oh dear, guys this is Kat, well short for Kate, she's Marians younger sister, who disappeared after we went to war a long with a Miss Locksley…"

"Ok this is not an interrogation is it?" Hellena protested hands on hips. "Well we best get back to camp, we obviously have a lot to catch up on…" Little John concluded as he already started walking back. "You guys go, I'll catch up…" Hellena said half off in a dream as she already began tracing her brother's steps.

No one can tell you where you alone must go

There's no telling what you will find there

"Ah good old Sherwood forest hardly changes." Hellena mused as she came upon her brother huddled beneath a large tree, as he looked sullen, sitting right beside where he buried Marians ring when he returned from the holy land. She swung round the tree trunk laughing softly, as the memories flitted through her memory. "How did you find me?..." Robin murmured sullenly, still not looking at his sister who was practically glowing to be back where she was born. "Well you're not the hardest person to find when you're in a mood, because number one this is the tree we used to play under everyday of our childhood, number two it's close to Locksley, number three one of us always ended up here when we were in a mood, and number four I'm your sister, I think like you." She told him sitting down beside her older sibling. "I thought you were dead…"

"Well I'm not."

"That doesn't change the fact you lied." Hellena sat silent for a moment, "I thought maybe you'd be happy to see me, I was happy to see you."

"How can you expect me to be happy? All of this is your fault." Hellena's face took a harsh expression, one that almost replicated her brothers. She said nothing. "If you wouldn't have been so childish and left Locksley would still be mine, or at least in the family name, you could have fought for us Hellena!"

"No I couldn't Robin."

"Yes you could. Things would have been different, and maybe just maybe Marian would still be alive now." Robin bit his thumb, stopping the tears from erupting. "So what you blame me for her death, because I ran away?"

"Yes." Robin stood and walked away from the sister he felt so detached from. "I didn't just run away for me Robin, I didn't want to go, I had to go, you have no idea what it was like!" Hellena rose also, finding her strength and Locksley temper. "And I never meant for Marian to die, I didn't think my disappearance would have those implications…"

"Well they did. You should have stayed if not for me for father." Robin turned again, eyes almost flaming. Hellena was silent again; her jaw clenched not allowing her heart to get the better of her. "Don't you dare use that name against me, do not take your grief out on me Robin. Wake up will you, no one can control these things that happen they're only fate."

And, God, I know the fear that eats away at your bones

Screaming every step, "Just stay here"

Robin stood for a moment Hellena's words sinking in, everything that happened sinking in, his gut suddenly told him Marian was truly gone and there was no way he could ever bring her back, no matter how many times he killed Guy. She was gone, his father was gone, but his sister she was here, she'd come back to him like some kind of miracle. Robin's eyes softened on the woman his little sister had become, and soon they welled and the tears finally fell. "Everyone I love leaves me."

"I didn't, I've been trying to find you."

"But she's gone, gone forever."

"She's not gone. She's still with you; she's always with you, just like me. Robin you've never been alone, you've been my every thought since the day you left for war, in my every dream. I left to wait for you to come back, and then I heard of the work you were doing and did my own, the same in Scarborough." Hellena stroked her brother's hair as he almost collapsed in her arms, his body wracked with sobs he'd been waiting so long to cry out.

If you find your fists are raw and red from beating yourself down

If your legs have given out under the weight

"As long as the people you love are in your thoughts, your memories and you never forget them, you will never be alone," Hellena almost cried herself remembering the pain she'd seen, remembering her fathers death, "They will always reside here." She placed a hand on Robin chest, "In your heart."

If you find you've been settling for a world of gray

So you wouldn't have to face down your own hate

"Robin look at me, look at me…" Hellena grasped her brother's face, looking into his tired eyes and expression that had aged him more due to stress and sleepless nights. Robin gazed back at Hellena's almost perfect features, the hint of mischief that sparked in her eyes, her hair; always fly away and almost out of control, she was so much what he remembered, and yet she was different, as if older, changed. Like she knew now, she was grown up. Hellena looked so much like her mother it was almost uncanny, but their father was definitely there, in her eyes and cheeky smile.

Hellena Stroked Robins cheek, pressing her forehead against his, like they had done when they were children, on the day their father died, or when anything upset them. As if they were connected. Hellena whispered to him, words he hadn't heard in such a long time, which brought him a kind of sentimental comfort. "You are never alone."