NOTTINGHAM CASTLE
"I can see why you didn't bring Much." Will hissed at Robin as the two of them crept down the stairs further into the castle. Robin chuckled quietly as they pressed into a wall and waited for a patrol of guards to pass them by.

"He would have wanted to turn back by now." Will finished.

Robin narrowed his eyes as he thought.

"If you were Vaisey, where would you hide the crown?"

Will shook his head, "No idea, you know him better than I do."

Robins voice was quietly sarcastic, "Thanks... what was it Thomas said?"

The archer thought for a moment before he spoke again.

"'surrounded by outlaws, but where outlaws fear to tread...'"

Robin and Will stared at one another before they both spoke in unison before they took off at a sprint in the right direction.

"The dungeons!"

THE TRIP INN

Marian and Thomas both laughed as he slammed his empty cup back on the table.

She giggled and lent forwards, "another..."

"No... No I should be going... the crown..." Thomas stood and looked around, his eyes narrowing as he remembered something.

"Where is Robin?"

"Wait." Marian jumped up and grabbed his arm, turning back to her slurring wench voice almost immediately.

"I will only let you go if you beat me at arm wrestling."

Thomas's loud laughter signalled he had forgotten her husband's disappearance for the time being.

"Oh come on..." Marian swayed slightly and ran her hand down his arm, "you do not think you could beat someone my size... what about those muscles."

She sat down and put her elbow on the table, hand upright.

He chuckled at the challenge and sat back down, taking her and firmly in his own.

Marian giggled as he pushed against hers, and used both her hands to try and distract him as long as she could. She needed to keep the wrestle going.

Suddenly Thomas stumbled from his chair and fell forwards, landing on top of her on the bench.

Although Marian was momentarily shocked she continued her charade and giggled loudly.

Alan's head snapped around and saw the scene.

"Oi!"

He rushed forwards to grab Thomas shoulders and wrench him away, "a party maybe sir but enough is enough!"

"What?" Thomas stumbled to stand upright as Marian too stood, glaring at Alan.

"Alan!" she shouted.

"Well a plan is a plan Marian it has gone too far," Alan cried, "what do you think Robin is going to say after seeing you draped all over this nut."

"A plan?" Thomas eyes narrowed and he seemed to sober.

He clutched at his empty belt frantically, "Where are my keys..." He froze and spun to face Marian.

"Lady Marian?" He looked her up and down before turning back to Alan.

"Where is Robin?"

Marian seized the jug behind her and smashed it over the back of his head.

Thomas swayed and fell to the floor unconscious.

"Let's go!" She snapped and pushed past Alan out of the inn.

NOTTINGHAM CASTLE – THE DUNGEONS

"Robin!"

The two were searching through the dungeons, trying not to wake up the jailor whom Robin had rendered unconscious soon after arriving down there. The prisoners were growing loud, calling out for him to rescue them.

Robin knew that they did not have much time, before the Sheriff or more guards came down, or before the jailor woke up.

"Robin!"

Robin spun at the sound of Will hissing his name again. He saw the man stood at the other end of the dungeons, leant against a cell.

"Well?" Robin rushed over to him.

Will grinned and pointed to the cell to Robins right, and the outlaws eyes opened wider.

At the end of the cell, on a raised table, reflecting bright light of the sunlight coming in through the ceiling grate... was a wooden box.

"That has to be it." Robin said just as a loud shout came from overhead.

"ROBIN HOOD IS IN THE DUNGEONS, GET HIM!"

"Let's go..." Robin made to dive into the cell but Will caught his arm.

"It's not even guarded... there has to be some trap."

Robin processed this for a moment, "Hang on."

He grabbed a lump of bread off of the jailors table and hurled it onto the stones before the box.

An arrow shot from the wall and embedded itself on the hunk of bread.

"Right..." Will sighed and Robin rolled his eyes before they focused on something.

"Wait!"

Robin lent past will to grab a piece of rope that was hanging around the torch bracket.

Footsteps were growing loud overhead.

"Hurry Robin!" Will was frantic.

Robin slid the end of the rope over an arrow and drew his bow, shooting it across the length of the cell.

The arrow stuck the side of the box and Robin tossed his bow away. He grabbed the rope and pulled sharply, causing the box to tip from the table.

The lid fell open as it hit the floor, and its weight caused several arrows to fly from the walls.

The crown rolled towards them, and Robin put his foot out to stop it.

"OUTLAWS!"

Robin and Will dove into the cell beside them, crouching behind the large group of peasants in there.

They remained silent, watching as the guards rushed past, all shouting things to get the sheriff, even they, in their helmets, could see that the crown was gone.

The guards filtered further into the dungeons out of sight.

Robin grinned and pushed the cell door open, "let's go."

Accompanied by all the village men, Robin and Will ran through the castle courtyard just as Vaisey appeared at the top of the stairs.

"HOOD!"

Robin turned and bowed theatrically, putting the crown on top of his head before running away out into the town, Will laughing along with him.

Thomas appeared then, gasping for breath after his slow limping run from the inn.

"Where have you been?" Vaisey screamed at him.

Thomas spluttered and Vaisey snapped.

"You find me that crown, and you do it now..."

The Sheriff looked around just as Guisborne, who had been chasing Robin through town, skidded to a stop in the courtyard with his guards.

"He got away."

Vaisey practically bit his own lip off when he crashed his teeth together angrily.