Hey, thanks for all the reviews! I havent updated in aaages! Sorry! -makes apologetic face- Robin Hood was so cool on Saturday. Does anyone else think Mark was sooo sweet! Aw...I loved him...he was so cute 'I just wanna eat him all up' in the words of Phoebe from Friends! Next week looks awesome! Will gets his own episode! Does happy dance. I worked this out awhile ago that he was the only one that hasnt been injured or had his own main episode where he is centric! I'm sooo excited. I'll stop waffling now! Had to make up for time lost. Please review!

Will climbed onto the rather shabby old mare after he had helped Sally and sat in front of her, taking the reins. He then steered the horse from the stable swiftly and began to pick up speed as the left the village.

Suddenly Will caught sight of something approaching on the track and saw a group of horses thundering towards them. It was the outlaws, Robin in the lead with Marian. Robin spotted him instantly and immediately pulled his horse to a sharp halt.

"Will! Where is Tristan?"

"Gisborne's men have him. I'm sorry," Will stated.

"And who is this?" Robin asked just as Marian said, "Sally?"

"Lady Marian, we have not crossed paths in many years but now is not the time to talk. We need to get to Nottingham and find Tristan and Grace."

"Grace? Who on earth is Grace?" Robin frowned, spinning his horse around ready to gallop to Nottingham.

"My….a girl," Sally corrected herself now the truth was in the open. Marian's eyes widened at the mere mention of the name, Grace, and she stared piercingly at her former maid so hard the woman had to look away.

"And why has Gisborne taken them? What did they do?"

"Um..." Will looked at the ground wondering how to explain, "You see…"

"Tristan is my son, I know," Robin aided the stammering man. Will looked surprised but relieved.

"Oh, you do, that's good. Well, yeah, I don't actually know exactly why they were taken, it may be because of that or the fact he is an outlaw or that he had a fight with Gisborne earlier."

"A fight?" Marian looked worried.

"He's wounded, quite badly in fact but as Djaq was not here Sally tended to him."

"And Grace? Why take a girl? How old is she?" Robin persisted not quite catching on.

"Ten. Gisborne took her because she is our daughter, Robin. Am I right, Sally?" Marian supplied and the maid nodded.

"I have a daughter also? A little girl? And Gisborne has her?" Robin looked distraught, "We have to rescue them!" With that the leader of the outlaws kicked his steed into action and the horse galloped down the road towards Nottingham and the castle which housed the Sheriff he loathed so much.

The trembling guard, eyes lowered, stepped towards Guy of Gisborne as none of his fellows had the balls to explain how they lost the two most wanted children in Nottinghamshire. His name was Nigel and he was thirty years of age with two sons and a baby daughter to his wife, Emma. He was Gisborne's second in command but somehow he doubted whether he would be that for much longer. He wondered whether he'd even walk away with his life and see his family again.

"Sir," Nigel began.

"You haven't got them, have you?" Guy groaned, rolling his eyes to the heavens, "How could you load of bumbling buffoons lose an injured outlaw boy and a defenceless peasant girl?"

"With respect, my Lord, why do you want these children anyway? What is there importance to you?" Nigel voiced the question all the soldiers had been thinking for the Man at Arms hadn't informed them of the heritage of the two children. It was horrible, embarrassing stain on his marriage and so called love with Marian. It would make him look like a fool. He just wanted to capture the children and use them to get at the two people he hated most in his life and then kill them all to get rid of the evidence.

"That is not of importance I just want you to capture them! You will go to the villages and search for them," the man ordered.

"Yes, Sir," Nigel nodded and fled the room, glad to have the chance to redeem himself.

Robin and his gang had made it into the castle undetected, it was supposed to be getting more difficult the more times they broke in but that didn't seem the case today. There were hardly any guards about at all and those that were had been easily deceived or indisposed.

They headed straight for the dungeons, surprised that there wasn't a single guard on the door.

"Is this a trap? Are they trying to lull us into a false sense of security?" Allan murmured uneasily.

"I don't know but be ready for anything," Robin replied as Will cracked the lock of the door and entered the dungeon.

There was no one there. Not a single person in any of the cells. There was no sign of Tristan or Grace.

"Where are they?" Much whispered worriedly.

"Well, not here obviously," Allan stated, "Let's go."

"We'll have to find the Sheriff. He'll know," Robin decided and sprinted off, the others followed in his wake.

The Sheriff was happily sitting in his ornate wooden throne-like chair counting his money and drinking wine when none other than Robin-bloody-Hood turned up completely ruining his day.

"SHERIFF!"

"Hello, Hood, what can I do for you today? Surprisingly I have done nothing naughty or cruel recently much to my disappointment. It's quite humiliating that my dungeons are completely and utterly empty. I mean, what's the point of being the Sheriff when there is no one to torture or hang? Where's the fun? Why are all these peasants so dull and law abiding? I think I've actually been missing you, Hood," Vaisey spoke in a bored voice.

"Where are they, Vaisey?!" Robin stepped forward, slamming his hands down viciously on the Sheriff's wooden desk causing the money to scatter.

"Oh, now look what you've done, I'll have to start counting again. By the way where are my guards?" the Sheriff peered past the outlaw's shoulder and spotted his two soldiers lying unconscious on the floor, "Ah! That is unfortunate."

"Sheriff! Tell me where the two children are!"

"Children? I truthfully have no idea what you are talking about. Whatever you're looking for has nothing to do with me," Vaisey shrugged nonchalantly. Robin leant over the table and grabbed the Sheriff's collar.

"I know you have my children, where are they?" he spat, spraying spittle over the Sheriff's face.

"Lovely," the Sheriff wrinkled his nose and wiped it with his sleeve, "outlaw saliva. Anyway, what were you saying? Your children? You have children, can't say I'm overly surprised I suppose considering your well known womanising ways. Who's the lucky woman?"

"I am," Marian stepped out from behind the bunch of outlaws, her jaw set and her eyes hard.

"Marian! Well that's hardly shocking. Two timing Gisborne though? Tut tut," the Sheriff made 'tsking' noises obviously enjoying all this.

"Now where are they, Sheriff?" Marian punctuated every word fiercely.

"As I said before, sadly I haven't a clue and am not involved in this beautifully evil plan to kidnap your little whipper-snappers though I must congratulate whoever did on their maliciousness."

"But, we saw Gisborne's men leaving Knighton with them in a cage. You must know!" Will butted in vehemently.

"Well, why don't we ask him?" the Sheriff suggested, "Gisborne, you devious little mastermind in the making, have you anything to do with the missing love children of these to simpering idiots?"

"No," Gisborne muttered darkly.

"Sorry what was that?" the Sheriff cupped his ear faking deafness.

"No, my Lord," Guy spoke louder and more clearly.

"You see, I wasn't lying. But if you don't have your own children and we don't have them then who does? Hmm, it's a mystery…" the Sheriff tapped his chin feigning thoughtfulness, "Well, to be honest…strange I seem to be rather truthful today, must change that quickly….I don't particularly care. Guards, seize them!"

On cue ten guards who had crept up and hovered in the wings throughout this conversation leapt forward, swords raised.

Hehe...I included the Sheriff! What do you think of him? Is he in character? Please review!