Andy stared at Maid Marian. It had been so long since she had last seen her. Marian had been one of the people that picked on her for being a bastard. Robin and her brother Peter had made her hair catch fire to punish her. Andy had no love for Marian whatso ever. She turned away from Will, walking to her cabin, wanting nothing more than to disappear until she left. Unfortunately for her, Will followed behind her. He could read her better than Robin ever would.

She tried to slam the door in his face, but he blocked it with his arm, she went and sat on her bed, he sat down next to her. "What is the matter Andy, you changed when you saw Maid Marian just now."

Andy sighed, she hated telling people her problems, it made her feel weak. "Lets just say my history with Maid Marian is not pleasant." She explained to him her childhood memories of the woman. He laughed at what Robin did for revenge.

"I can understand why you love Robin so much, he was always there for you" Will said sadly.

"Will, if our father knew about you, you would have been there, it is enough that you are here for me now, when Robin is too preoccupied." She hugged him, and he hugged back.

"Well if she give you any trouble today, Robin won't be the only one taking revenge out on her" he said as he drew apart from the hug, earning a laugh from Andy, he stood up offering his hand to her. "Are you going to let her ruin your day by staying in this cabin?"

"No, you're right, I shouldn't let that woman ruin my day" she took his hand and allowed him to pull her up onto her feet. He leads her outside, but soon has to leave. She wandered over to a large group of archers, who were watching a shooting match going on between Wulf and Lil' John. She was happy when Wulf split Lil' John's arrow in half, he was getting good. John gaped for a moment, and then roared delightedly, and clapped his son on the shoulder. He yelled at the other archers to stop what they were doing and take a look at Wulf's shot, and grinned broadly as they gathered around Wulf, as proud of the shot as though he'd made it himself. The archers around Andy grinned at father and son, and took it in turns to slap Wulf on the back until he was half-dizzy.

"Good shot, Wulf" said Robin approaching the group with Marian behind him. Andy stared at her for a second before turning away.

Marian POV

Robin was showing around the camp. I couldn't believe it, here in the middle of the forest was a piece of old England, back before Richard left. Men were working on huts and defenses, women were working at cooking fires and laundry, and small children ran back and forth, getting under everyone's feet. I watched as men and women emerged from the forest in small groups from time to time, with fresh game or wood for the fires. With their rangy muscular forms, painted faces and clothes the colors of the woods, they seemed a part of the living forest. Everywhere Marian looked, the camp was alive with movement and purpose. Friar Tuck sat grandly on a tree stump in the center of the camp, an open sack of grain before him, and an eager of crowd of students at his feet.

"This is grain," said Tuck, taking a great handful of the golden stuff and letting it trickle slowly back into the sack. "Any fool can eat it, but the good Lord intended it for a more divine means of consumption. My friends, let us worship our Maker by practicing the noble art of brewing…"

Robin snorted beside me as we passed the Friar. We passed many more people, all of them smiling, I found myself smiling back. I looked at Robin, how he changed, I thought back to earlier, all the scars on his skin as he dried off. How a man could survive that was beyond me, a tear ran down my face as I realized that Peter had gone through the same pain. I touched the ring I had around my neck, and whipped the tear from my face before Robin could see it.

Robin pauses his tour to watch a contest between a young boy and a giant of a man. The boy clearly wins when he splits the man's arrow in half. Robin leads me to the group, congratulating the boy, Wulf on his remarkable shot, then asking him if he could make the shot when it counted. A person soon catches my eye. It was another young boy with fair hair, and blue eyes, that flashed with anger when they looked into mine. I was startled his eyes were so familiar, I turned back to Robin who just distracted Wulf so that his aim was off.

"How about you then, can you do it" I ask challenging him. Robin grins at me before notching his bow. The giant man yells and claps his hands startling me. Robin stands there rock steady, holding the bow at full extension, concentrating on his aim. I decide to use his own trick and I lean in and blow softly on his ear, he jumps releasing the arrow. Not only does the arrow miss the target, it didn't even hit the tree the target was on. The men howled with laughter, Robin looks at me reproachfully, I begin to giggle. He tries to put on a stern expression, but it only last a second as he breaks down into a smile. The blonde boy turns and glares at Robin, before his eyes shifted over to me, and then going back. He abruptly turns to walk away, Robin looks at the boy, raising his hand to grasp at his arm, but one look from the boy stops him. I watch as the boy walks away, I look at Robin's face, it seems saddened.

I wait until we were walking again before I asked Robin about him.

"Robin?"

"Yes Marian,"

"Who was that boy, the one with fair hair."

Robin stopped and sighed before turning to look her in the eyes. She gazed into his eyes, and saw the boy's looking at her. I realized who it was.

"Its Andy isn't it?"

Robin looked at her in shock, before he slowly nodded.

"Yes it was, I must ask you not to tell anyone about her."

I was confused for a moment did no one know that they were brother and sister. Then I got it.

"Everyone thinks she's a boy"

"Yes, she says she feels safer that way. She' s been disguised as one since the Manor was attacked."

"How did you find her? Even the Sheriff thinks she's dead."

Robin laughs. "She was the one to find me, she saw my performance at the church. She went after me, and Little John apprehended her in the woods, he recognized the Locksley Crest and brought her here."

"She survived all those months by herself?"

"Indeed," he says, stopping in front of a large tree. "There is something I want to show you." He begins to climb up a ladder, I follow after, trying and failing to not look as his hind quarters.

Andy POV

I watched Robin distract Wulf, and his arrow miss the target. I remembered when Robin used to do that to me when he first began to teach me. I frowned when Marian challenged him to shoot. I watched as he took aim, Marian leaning in and blowing into his ear, just as he released his shot. I watched the arrow glance off the tree and go into a sack of grain. The men around me hooted in laughter elbowing each other. I turned to stare at Robin, I used to try that trick a ton of times, and he always would hit his mark. My eyes shifted towards Marion, and back to Robin, it hit me. He was in love with her, I quickly turn, Robin tries to stop me, but I just glare at him. He drops his hand, I walk away leaving him with her.

I found myself wandering over to the cooking fires, Fanny was by a big pot stirring away, over the past few months she had grown rounder, the baby was expected next month.

The women of the village had put it upon themselves to make a feast for the special guest, Maid Marian. She began to smile as she saw me heading towards her.

"Need any help Fanny?"

"Fraid not Andy, all I got to do is women work, and a strong lad like yourself can't be seen doing such things" she says with a smile on her face, as she winks at me. "But I think there is a basket of potatoes that needs fetchin."

I nod and go fetch her a basket of nice sized potatoes. When I return she opens her mouth to thank me instead a gasp escapes her lips, her hands fly down to her stomach.

"Fanny?" I ask, setting down the basket of potatoes.

"The baby's coming" whispers Fanny smiling, another contraction hit. She grimaced, a look of worry in her eyes. I see it, something isn't right.

"Fanny let's get you into my cabin," I say, it was closer than the one Little John made in the tree, plus I didn't want to make Fanny climb.

She nods, as take her hand and I lead her to my cabin. As I set her on the bed, she begins to pant, as a stronger contraction hits. I begin to panic a little, what to do.

"Fanny what do I need to ?" I ask. Fanny's midwife had left the village to go into the Nottingham to buy some supplies she needed.

"Get a pot of water on the fire, towels, and a knife" she says. I go around and began to collect the things, keeping a sharp eye out for Wulf, Little John, or Robin. I can't do this by myself. I hurry back, Fanny assures me that we have time yet, it will most likely be a few hours before the baby is ready to come out. I stand by Fanny as the sun sets as she grunts in pain. In the camp music begin to play, suddenly Fanny cries out.

"Oh God it hurts, something's wrong" screams Fanny.

Cliff hanger, sorry its taken me so long to update, my muse is gone, but I hope that i can finish this story before new years. Have a happy thanksgiving!

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