OK, I know that there isn't much Cathy and Luke in this chapter, but i really enjoyed writing about Charlie and Allan.

I really want to get the castle stuff out of the way before I go back to school. So I have three chapters for you.

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Enjoy!

ALLAN'S POV

Allan woke slowly, he lay still as his eyes focused. Cathy had now been in the castle for 2 days and according to Luke she was going to Locksley, Much and Little John were out doing their rounds. And it was only Robin and Allan in the camp. As Allan lay there he thought about Cathy, he missed his cousin, almost painfully. He had come so accustomed to her presence around camp that new she wasn't there any more he felt lonely. Although Allan knew it wasn't just Cathy he was missing, He was also missing Luke. His sensible friend always seemed to be the one who would hover in the background of Allan and Cathy's jokes. But now that he was gone Allan realized how much more out going he was compared to Will. But if Allan was being really honest then the person he was missing most was Charlie. He had been this long without seeing her before, but this time it was different, he couldn't bare the thought that she was out there and angry at him. It pained him to remember their last conversation together. He had been an idiot. He sighed and sat up.

"Morning Allan," said Robin from where he sat making arrows.

"Morning," he grumbled shoveling food in to his mouth. Robin shook his head at Allan and returned to making his arrows. The gang had known Allan for long enough that Allan wasn't a very likable person until he had had something to eat. And Allan swallowed his last mouthful and looked at Robin.

"Robin I need to talk to you," Robin looked at him, wearily. Allan knew that Robin had forgiven him, but he also knew that robin could never trust him the same was as he used to. "It's about my source."

"What about him?' asked Robin.

"Her," said Allan, Robin looked up again and raised his eyebrows, "It's not like that." Allan reassured him, Robin continued to look at him in that way. "It's not," Robin finally shrugged and let his eyes fall to his arrows again. "She's a maid at Locksley, Charlotte."

"Charlotte?" said Robin, looking at Allan again. "I don't remember a Charlotte."

"Because she started working there just after you went to the Holy Land," said Allan, As soon as Allan said 'holy land' Robin's eyes darkened. "anyway," said Allan quickly wanting to change subjects. "I've done something, she's angry at me now and-"

"Go fix it Allan!" shouted Robin cutting him off.

"What?" said Allan.

"She the only information we've got, what ever it was that you did you'd better go make better."

"She'll still give us information, She's meet Cathy and Luke. That's not what I'm worried about."

"When did she meet Luke and Cathy?" asked Robin surprised.

"Um a few days a go, they followed me," said Allan.

"Only they would do that," said Robin smiling, Allan noticed, as always, that the smile never reached his eyes.

"She'll give information to them, but I want to make it right, for… for me," said Allan. Robin looked at Allan. One of the things about Robin was that he was always hard to read, and when he wanted to be, he was impossible.

"Allan…" started Robin.

"Look Robin, I really need to do this. I'm not up to anything, I'm going to do exactly what I've told you. I've changed Robin."

"I know," said Robin. Allan started, Robin always remained quiet when Allan said that, this was the first time that Robin had said anything positive about it.

"What did you say?" said Allan.

"I know. You were going to leave the gang for Cathy, you've looked after Luke better then anyone else in the camp could have, and now… You're in Love." Allan spluttered.

"I wasn't going to leave Cathy all alone. I looked after Luke because I knew that Will would have wanted me to. And I am not in love!"

"And now you modest," continued Robin, "But one thing hasn't changed, you can never come to terms with your feelings." Allan opened and closed his mouth like a fish. "Be back by nightfall Allan," replied Robin, "and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Allan composed himself.

"So not much then," Robin threw a stick at Allan. Allan caught it and threw it back at Robin dashing out the camp, not waiting to see if it made contact. As Allan reached Nottingham, the sun was trying to force it's way through the clouds, and a weak light fell over Nottingham. Allan racked his brains thinking where was best to wait to catch Charlie. Allan decided on the washing line out the back, first of all it there were quiet a few places to hide, secondly it was the only back exit out of the castle. Once Allan had reached the washing lines he was surprised at his luck to see Charlie walking out the back, with a basket full of wet laundry. Allan watched as Charlie started hanging up the sheets. The old woman, who had just finished hanging up what looked like the Sheriff's pajamas, picked up her empty basket. She told Charlie that she could take her lunch break once she had finished, Charlie nodded, and the old lady walked in to dark Kitchen.

Allan was just about to move from his hiding place when a single guard walked around the corner. Allan pressed himself flat against the wall again, holding his breath. Allan watched the guard walk up to Charlie and start talking to her. Allan strained his ears and managed to pick up their conversation.

"Good after noon, lovely," the guard said.

"Good afternoon," sighed Charlie.

"You're looking lovely today," the guard said, anger bubbled in Allan as he saw the guard look Charlie up and down greedily.

"I presume that's why you called me lovely, just now," replied Charlie, not stopping her work. Allan smiled to himself at Charlie's quick tongue, the guard blinked at her, stupidly.

"How's about a kiss then, lovely?" he said taking a step forward.

"No, Thank you," said Charlie. Turning away from him and bending down to pick up another sheet. By this time Allan was already striding towards the place where Charlie and the guard stood.

"Come on, lovely, I know you want to," he said, he grabbed Charlie's backside.

"Get off me," Charlie shouted pushing him away. The guard stumbled back. Allan tapped him on the shoulder, the guard stupidly spun in the spot. Allan pulled his fist back and put all his weight in to his fist, which collided with the side of the guards face. The guard crumpled at their feet. Allan massaged his knuckles and looked at Charlie. She was wearing an odd expression; she looked relieved, grateful, happy. But all these emotions melted away as their eyes met.

"Thank you," she said coolly, she turned away from him and walked away towards the door in to the kitchen.

"Charlie, please," said Allan hurrying after her. "Charlie, I'm sorry, please listen to me. Charlotte," said Allan, Charlie came to and abrupt holt. She looked at Allan, Allan looked back at her. Charlie broke their gaze and glanced around. She then walked towards Allan, she laid a hand against his chest and pushed him backwards behind a sheet so that they were no longer in plain view of the Kitchen door.

"I'm really sorry Charlie," said Allan running his hands through his hair.

"For what?" asked Charlie, tucking her hair behind her ear again.

"For being rude, for being…" Allan sighed, "for being an idiot." For the first time Charlie smiled.

"Don't worry about it, Cathy has just reassured me that's it genetic."

"Not being funny, but Cathy is too proud to admit that. Did she really say that?"

"Not in so many words, hang on, wait here." Charlie she walked away from him. Allan watched her as she walked, his heart felt feather light as he watched her hips sway. A few minutes later Charlie had returned with a bit of bread in her hands.

"Come on, we'll get caught here," said Charlie, and together they walked off in to Sherwood which was tickling the edges of Nottingham.

They sat down leaning against a rather big tree so they could sit side by side.

"What was that about Cathy?" Allan asked taking a bit of the bread when Charlie offered it.

"Her and Luke, honestly I've only been together with then for a few hours all together but it is so obvious, a blind man could tell that she loved him."

"Had she said anything to you about it?" Allan asked.

"No, I haven't asked. Should I?"

"No, I don't think she knows that she loves him."

"How can you not know your in love with someone."

"She's an A Dale, she wouldn't know that's she in Love until it comes and plant's their lips on hers."

"Luke would never do that, he's too shy," said Charlie.

"Yeah I know, there's no hope."

"She might realize, she's not as stupid as you," said Charlie. Allan shoved her softly, laughing.

Nearly three hours later they lapsed in to silence. They had literately talked until there was nothing left to talk about, They had moved about a bit in their little clearing as well, Allan was now lying on his back his head resting on Charlie's lap, and Charlie was gently combing her hands through his hair.

"I've got to get back to work," Charlie said looking down at Allan. "I'm already going to get in trouble for being out this long."

"Just say that you were helping someone," replied Allan not wanting to move.

"I'm a terrible liar Allan, they'll find out." Allan groaned then stood up. He stretched before reaching down and hauling Charlie to her feet.

"I'm going back to Locksley tomorrow, so I'll see you in a few days?"

"Yes," said Allan, the blissful happiness that had enveloped him before was slipping away.

"Bye," Charlie said smiling at him, she walked away towards the castle, Allan watched her go a smile still on his lips. Then slowly he started to walk back to camp.

"Everything alright?" asked Robin as Allan entered, Allan nodded grinning. Robin grinned back at him.

"What's going on?" asked Much from the kitchen.

"I suspects it's just a lot more 'Honey'." Mumbled little john.

"Honey, honey, honey!" cried Much throwing his rag down on the table, "This place is getting so full of honey that it's getting hard to breath." Every one laughed, Much blushed, and picked up his knife.

"What happened to Eve?" Robin asked.

"Oh… I don't know, I said I find her when the king returned, but for all I know she could be married." Allan suddenly felt his heart open up to Much, what would he do if he thought Charlie was married.

"You should find her," said John, "once this whole business with the advisor is over," he added as an after thought.

"Don't leave it, either of you," said Robin his eyes darkening. The camp fell in to an awkward silence. It was obvious that Robin still wasn't over Marian, no matter how many games he played on Cathy and Luke, you could still see it in his eyes.

"Who wants to go meet Luke tonight?" asked Allan not wanting to make another journey in to Nottingham no matter how much he missed his friend.

"I'll go," said John when no one answered. "The Ale house near the gates, right?" Allan nodded as John passed him.

When john returned still with no information, Charlie was pushed from Allan's mind, in order for him to wonder what they were getting up to in that castle.