Okay, I tried to get the second chapter out as soon as possible and no I haven't forgotten my other commitments and stories but I've started this and I need to finish. The third chapter is already written in rough too.

Warning: This chapter contains a naughty scene, it's not too over the top but I'll rate T just to be safe.

As always, reviews wanted!

Marian pushed a leaf out of her eye line as she saw Robin dismount his horse. The guards were dismounting too, but the king stayed in his saddle. The new sheriff patted his horse as Allan came out of the house.

"Your Majesty, M'lord Sheriff, Gents" He bowed his head and raised a hand in greeting. "What brings you hear, in such a grand number?" Allan was evidently trying to sound surprised, but Marian knew she wouldn't have been convinced.

Robin's voice was icy, as he replied; "We're searching the premises, and your lands. The king and I have reason to respect you may be harbouring outlaws. You know what the penalty for that is, don't you?" His smirk made Marian feel sick with rage. It was true, she thought, power had changed him. She turned her attention momentarily to the man squatting next to her.

"Guy!" She hissed, her eyes not leaving the scene. Allan was now calling servants to escort the guards inside.

"What?" He hissed back. His voice sounded surprisingly close to her ear. She could feel his breath on her skin. She drew her sight away from the situation, to look at him. He returned her look instantly. It was all she could do not to kiss him there and then, he looked so sexy now, his hair was messy, his face was dirty…

"My-My scarf" She said, trying to concentrate on their situation rather than Guy's lips… "I dropped it"

Guy's eyes found it lying in the dirt.

"You've never worn that in his presence, have you?" He asked, worriedly.

Marian bit her lip. She couldn't remember. Why couldn't she remember?

"I forget" She said, trying to inject sorrow into her voice.

Some of the guards had entered the house and Marian heard a loud crash. It sounded like a pot being smashed.

"Be careful!" Allan yelled. He turned back to look at Robin. "Why are you doing this?"

"Because my friend" Robin patted Allan's shoulder a little too hard for the gesture to actually be friendly "youhelped our mutual friend, former lord of Gisbourne, to escape the noose. I have more than a hunch that you may not be entirely loyal to the law, especially when it comes to him and that…leper"

Marian blushed. She felt Guy's body move and, realising what he was about to do, grabbed his arm to stop him going to confront Robin.

"No!" She hissed "You'll get yourself killed! It's just a comment!"

Even so, the comment had been scarily simmilar to the ones Vasey had reguarly taunted Guy with.

Guy gave Mariann a look of expectance, mingled with frustration. He sighed under her powerful gaze and assumed his squatting position to spy on the situation.

Robin had walked past Allan now, and entered the house too. The King remained atop his horse, still, peering down at the old outlaw. Marian was surprised when he smiled kindly.

"I am sure we have your loyalty, A Dale, but Robin was of another mind, so I agreed to accompany him with his men. It shouldn't be too long before he wears himself out"

This caused Allan, Marian, and Guy to grin widely. Another few crashes came from inside the house and Allan flinched.

Just then, another horse and rider emerged from the path. The horse was a white mare, and at first, Marian thought a male sat in the saddle. Then she recognised the rider to be the blonde serving girl, Trisha, whose hair was cut as short as Allan's. It suited her in this style, due to her high cheekbones and Marian had always thought that she looked like a taller, fairer skinned, emerald-eyed version of Djaq.

Allan smiled broadly at the sight of her, as did the king. She smiled back and dismounted the horse. "Your Majesty" she curtsied "Master" She bowed her head in Allan's direction. She held out a blanket-covered basket. "The things you asked me to fetch from market"

"Thanks" Allan excepted the basket, looking bashful.

Robin came back out from the house.

"M'lord sheriff" She said in her strong country accent. She bowed her head.

Robin smiled and looked at the ground, avoiding her eyes. It was obvious he was attracted to her, as he blushed deeply, something that was instantly noticed by Marian.

The Sheriff suddenly spoke. To both Marian and Guy's horror, he was pointing at the abandoned, Lilly white scarf. "That" He said, "I recognise it"

Marian stifled a gasp, but grabbed Guy's arm in panic.

"Well that's funny" Trisha said "Because that's my scarf. I've been looking all over for it this morning, I left wearing it. Oh, what a pity, it's ruined! That was a present from my master, to say thank you for all my hard work, wasn't it?"

Trisha's eyes told Allan to agree and, looking very puzzled, he replied "Yeah" Suddenly realisation dawned on his face and he grinned. He was tempted to wink, but thought better of it "Yeah it was" he said much more confidently this time.

Marian beamed. She suddenly remembered, Trisha had helped her pack a few bags this morning, whilst she had been wearing her white scarf. She didn't bother to hush a grand sigh of relief, but since everybody seemed to be going inside, it didn't matter anyway.

Guy hugged Marian, and they both laughed with relief and bliss.

They broke apart reluctantly, and Guy told Marian that they would have to move and find a proper place in the forest, since this small area was bound to be searched soon.

"Oh, and try not to drop anything this time" He added cheekily, as they moved to untie their horses.

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That evening, once the pair had managed to find a decent spot deep in the woods, Marian and Guy were lying on a blanket under a tree.

It was a fairly warm night, neither one were particularly tiered, but both had the same thing on their mind…

Marian drew herself up and rested her body on Guy's strong chest. She closed her eyes and lay still for a second, just listening to his breathing.

"Trisha is cleverer than many would think she would be" She said finally.

"We'reluckier than I would think we would be" He smiled, running a hand through her hair.

She trailed her dainty fingers along his torso and down towards the fastenings of his trousers…

She giggled naughtily as she undid them. Even after they had become outlawed, guy had still managed to find some black leather to wear. Marian was glad of it, it suited him well.

"Marian" He whispered, as they kissed.

"What is it, husband?" She said softly as he slipped off her dress.

"Are we really going to do this on the forest floor?" He teased.

"Well, if you'd rather not…" Marian grinned, pulling away from him. He pulled her back towards him instantly, though.

"No, no. Being the charitable soul that we both know I am…" Marian giggled, kissing him again, and placing her hands behind his head. "…I think I can…accommodate you"

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The next morning was warm too, and Marian lay next to Guy, watching him sleep. He slept for England, did Guy. She normally would have made a big deal of waking him, but today, however, something was bothering her. She decided to let him sleep.

She dressed quickly. What was the day? She strained in remembering that yesterday had been Wednesday. Yesterday had been the third of April. She had been due yesterday, but it hadn't arrived. Still, it could come today. Today was the day she would know for sure, her suspicions of late would either be confirmed or shattered. She daren't hope either way.

She needed to find something to occupy herself with, and take her mind of things. She smiled at last night's memory, even though last night could have been the night that did it...