AN: knocks on screen Is anyone out there reading this? I love to write, but comments rock!

With that being said this update is for Burnsier. Thanx!

Like an angel when I hit the ground

Lifting me up like an angel when I hit the ground
Feel your arms all around me when Im feeling down

"Oh, hi there…" Marian greeted the stranger with a self-conscious grimace. "I'm alright...Uhm, I think...A bit dizzy but nothing too bad... it will pass... " she added shyly and caught herself glancing up at him through her eyelashes in an almost flirty manner.

Sighing inwardly she forced herself to look away. He was so far out of her they weren't even in the same ballpark, and possibly not even playing the same sport... The way he looked at her, with pity and concern, made her feel every bit as gracious as a whale stranded on a sandy beach. Embarrassingly aware of how ridiculous she must look, she tried to get up, but instantly regretted the move as it made her see stars and hear birds tweet all over again. Fortunately though the young man caught on quickly and immediately came to her rescue. Wrapping two strong arms around her he practically lifted her to her feet.

"Better watch where you're going next time!" he scolded as he steadied her and began brushing the dust off her clothes.

It seemed like a perfectly innocent gesture, but something inside Marian tingled in response to his closeness.

"Hey, enough of that!" she protested and slapped his hands away. "You can stop feeling me up now! No bones are broken, I promise."

Robin's head snapped up in surprise at the unmistakable sound of sharpness in her voice. "Oookay, I was only trying to help but I'll leave you alone if that's what you want."

Taking two steps backwards he looked her over with renewed interest. Her clothes were rumpled, the heel of her right shoe was broken and she had a smudge on her chin that could very well be a bruise. She was a mess but strangely, there was something about her whole appearance that intrigued him…. The girl had spunk, he had to give her that. She was no beauty but like most plus sized women she had some serious curves working for her…She was big, but not TOO big.

Marian looked at the ground under the force of his silent stare. "Uhm, look…I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound ungrateful or anything. I appreciate your help… Really I do… It's just that I have had a really bad day at work today…"

"That's okay, I can relate to that," he assured her quickly, his own thoughts immediately wandering back to the not so pleasant meeting he had just been forced to sit through. It had been a nightmare to say the least… He had left the office building by foot about twenty minutes ago, hoping a long nice walk would clear him mind… But even now, three blocks and two sore feet later, he was still fuming…

What got to him the most was the fact that he didn't have much of a choice. His grandfather would cut of his trust fund if he didn't comply. No trust fund meant no safety net and no chance of ever finishing the novel that he had been working on for almost a year. He loved his chosen profession, what it stood for and meant to him. It didn't pay much but it meant the world to him. With that in mind, he resigned to his fate and switched into flirt mode, smiling brightly at the woman in front of him.

"So tell me, I'm curious, what does the K in your name stand for?," he asked seemingly out of the blue, confusing the hell out of the poor girl.

"Huh?," her clear blue eyes stared at him in surprise.

"On your nametag, sweetheart. It says Marian K Fitzwalter and I was just wondering what it meant," he explained with a grin, letting his eyes roam over her, making sure she knew he was checking her out.

Marian blushed and looked down at plastic card pinned to her blouse, mentally slapping herself for not remembering to remove it as she left her workplace. "Uhm… Kate…my middle name is Kate"

"Ah a pretty name for a pretty girl!," he winked at her and extended his hand. "Marian Kate Fitzwalter, let me introduce myself, I'm Robin Locksley."

His sudden interest in her was flattering and all but Marian couldn't quite get rid of the feeling that he was only flirting with her to make her feel better. She offered a polite "Nice meeting you." and shook his hand awkwardly, hoping he wouldn't notice the blush she could feel spreading across her face.

"The pleasure is all mine," he replied sweetly, winking at her again. "Look, I need to get going now but I have a feeling we'll met again...Actually I know we will, you just wait and see."

"Yeah, right….I'm sure we will…" Marian muttered to herself, as she watched him take off and disappear down the street.