For the 2010 Robin Hood drabblefest
Prompt: Allan: Djaq
Summary: Allan misses some things from his outlaw life and Djaq's skills are what he most misses right now
There were things Allan didn't from miss his outlaw life. (The damp woods; Little John's snoring; Much's singing.) There were things he did miss. (Kinship, laughter around the campfire, Will.)
Today he was missing Djaq and her skills.
The quack physician the Sheriff had finally let him summon had tried prayer and bloodletting, to no avail. Now Allan knelt at Guy's bedside, feeling helpless and alone. Marian was currently in Lincoln and Allan felt her absence keenly.
"Come on, Giz," Allan said. "You can't leave me alone with the Sheriff."
There was no response. Beyond the odd fevered mumble, or moan of pain, Guy hadn't said anything for two days. It frightened Allan and the fact that it frightened him, that Gisborne's fate mattered to him at all, terrified him.
Allan liked to keep people at arm's length. Joke with them, rob them, pretend to care, but never get involved. And then there'd been Robin and the gang, and now there was Guy, and dammit if he wasn't caught in a lie if he said he didn't care for any of them.
Allan made up his mind. "I'm going to go and fetch Djaq," he swore. The danger it put him in would be negligible compared to the cost of him not doing so.