I've decided that whether or not Meg &/ or Guy live is going to stay a surprise for everyone. And by everyone, I mean me. This is a cute bromance chapter for Robin & Much. Enjoy!

"Robin?"

"Much, I don't want to talk now."

"But you need to."

Robin smiled in spite of himself. Much always had been able to read him better than anyone, despite being slow-minded. Staying silent, the former lord sat still on the hill that overlooked Locksley.

"What's on your mind?" Much inquired, plopping down to the soft grass beside him. Robin raised an eyebrow and gave his friend a sideways look.

"Right," Much said as he corrected himself, "Marian."

The mention of her name brought a shadow across Robin's face. "I miss her, Much. How am I going to live without her?"

"Don't forget, master. You still have Allan, John, and I. And look! We even have a new member of the gang. Tuck." Much reasoned. "Nottingham needs you, Robin. You're their only hope."

Silence. The two men gazed absentmindedly at the orange evening sky, the cool blanket of darkness slowly creeping into the valley below them.

Robin inhaled deeply.

"I cannot just abandon these people. It would be wrong. We must keep fighting, even though Marian's-" he choked on her name and turned his head to shed a tear.

"She's not gone, Robin. She'll always be with you."

"And how do you know that?"

Much considered the question. "I guess I just... do."

Robin reached over suddenly and hugged Much. "Thank you, old friend. You've helped me feel better."

The older man, slightly startled, returned the gesture. "Anytime, master."

Robin smiled, letting go. "You know that you do not need to call me that any longer. We are equals now."

Much nodded, smiling. "Force of habit."

The two companions helped each other off the ground and disappeared into the forest behind them.

*~RobinHood~*

Djaq, Will, and Carter stood huddled in the corner of the infirmary.

"We wait," Djaq argued, "for her to remember by herself."

"That's not really fair," Carter said. "What if she can't remember on her own for months?"

"Then it will be easier for her to heal. The stress of her past might put her health at risk. She is already unstable." Djaq persisted.

Carter frowned. "I still think she has a right to know."

"We will wait one month," Djaq compromised sharply," and if her health is stable, we will try to help her remember."

Carter sighed. "Alright, you probably know what's best. I'm sorry for arguing with you, Djaq." Carter surrendered.

Djaq smiled, "I too am sorry. I just worry for Marian."

Will, previously quiet, interjected, "Just because she can't remember anything, she's not deaf."

Marian added," I quite agree with... Will!"

All four of the friends beamed. She looked at Carter and Djaq.

"Remember, I can still think rationally. I would like a say in my treatment."

Djaq shifted uncomfortably.

"Marian, you've heard our conversation. What do you think?"

"I will remember on my own, thank you. I don't need help," she said politely.

Carter tried again, "Are you sure? Because-"

"I am sure... I'm sorry; I can't remember your name yet. I'll try to remember."

"Well, you'll get no help from us," Will said, lightening the room a bit.