Thanks for the wonderful reviews! You guys inspired me to get typing on the next chapter. Don't worry- I wouldn't kill Allan. He's too awesome. I've also got a bit of a problem. Should Guy and/or Meg survive the whole story? I'd love opinions. Thanks for reading!

Robin awoke and did not know where he was. He could see the sunrise between the boards of the ship. Light glinted merrily off the churning water in a serene image of beauty. Exhaling in frustration, he squeezed his eyes shut.

Beauty shouldn't exist- couldn't exist, he thought. It seemed to die with Marian. Yet, there were the leaping, glistening rainbows that danced mere feet away. Much stirred behind him. The former manservant bumped Robin as he stretched and paused, waiting to see if he had woken him. Convinced by Robin's game of possum, Much stood up from his bedroll and set about preparing a breakfast. Allan sat down near Much.

"We're almost to land," he announced.

"Quiet, Allan. Let Robin sleep. He was up half the night with nightmares."

"I'm not being funny, but he has to wake up sooner or later. We're gonna be gettin home today."

"All the more reason," Much retorted," to let him sleep."

"I'm fine" Robin lied. The two outlaws jumped.

"Sorry, master."

"Yeah, sorry."

Robin sat and took the bread Much passed to him.

"Hey, what about me?" Allan complained.

"You woke Robin!" Much joked. He reached into the bag and brought out three more pieces of bread, handing one to Allan.

"Where's John?" Much questioned.

Allan shrugged, his mouth full. "He fot u reel ermly."

Much raised an eyebrow. "He fought a real what?"

Allan swallowed. "He got up real early. I dunno where he went."

Just then, Little John climbed down, the worn ladder creaking conspicuously.

"Ah, there he is," Allan said.

"Yeah, Allan. We can see that," a previously detached Robin interjected.

"So," the leader added, "Where've you been?"

Little John responded by placing a bag of apples in the center of the group.

After a few rounds of appreciative comments, the gang dug in greedily. By the time the canteen had made its round and the breakfast had been scarfed, England was in sight and Robin was in a mood.

*~RobinHood~*

Djaq awoke in unfamiliar surroundings. The morning heat explained. She turned and looked out the window to see a soft sunrise slowly seep over the sand. Will mumbled something incoherent in his sleep, and Djaq smiled. She rolled into a standing position and dressed quickly. At the infirmary, Carter was already awake and had begun to help the healers with the other patients. Djaq smiled as she walked in.

"You should be resting!" she said.

"Things to do," he joked; referring to the time he had tied up the gang and tried to kill Robin. Fortunately, it had ended well, and after helping the outlaws rob the sheriff, he had returned to the holy land.

"It's only been a month since you were stabbed!" Djaq lectured halfheartedly as she walked over to Marian's bed.

"Has she-"

"No." Carter interrupted.

Djaq frowned as she changed Marian's bandages. A change in the breathing of the noble put Djaq on high alert. Marian's eyes fluttered open, and she glanced slowly around the room.

"Whe-" her dry throat stopped her. Djaq's head snapped up. She turned to run and get a cup of water, but she practically tripped over Carter, who was already there. Djaq helped her sit up and Carter carefully tipped the cup onto her cracked lips. Marian finished the water in a few moments and Djaq laid her back down.

"Excuse me, where… am I?" she asked hoarsely.

"You're still in the holy land, Marian." Carter said gently.

"I'm… Marian."

Djaq and Carter exchanged a worried glance.

"Marian, what is my name?" Djaq tested. Marian stared at her blankly until a perplexed expression crossed her face.

"Do… do I know you?"

Djaq sighed. Marian thought.

"Who is Robin?"

Carter raised an eyebrow.

"Well, she remembers something. Robin's-"

Djaq stopped him.

"A friend. Now you need to rest. You should remember soon."

Marian reluctantly settled in to sleep.

"Pardon me, what is your name?"

"Djaq." She smiled as Marian drifted off.

I've decided that each chapter is going to have a piece of story from both locations. The story in England with Robin & gang will fill in the gaps in & around the episodes. The story with Will, Djaq, Marian and Carter is going to be completely original and independent of the other story. Does that make sense to you? No? Ah well. You'll probably figure it out