A/N:Chapter 3 is here! Also, for those of you who don't follow me on Tumblr (username: mayalr96, blog name: Fandoms All Day) I finally finished writing this story and started working on it's sequel. The count for this story is 138,958 words that sum up to 43 chapters.

Important A/N at the end of this chapter, but for now I will stop delaying you from further reading it.

"So," Clara said as she tried to pick between a red and a green dress, eventually picking the red one and handing the green one for Eva to wear. "What did the Doctor mean by saying you're young?"

"I don't even know," Evangeline sighed. "I mean, this is weird. This is so weird. I fall asleep on my bed back home and end up in this universe where everybody acts like they know me, and Jack tells me I'm from this universe originally and then a golden light coming from my locket pulls me to a future Doctor."

"Oh," Clara said, surprised. "I think I understand what he meant."

"So could you please explain?" Eva asked. "Because nothing makes sense to me."

"That's what he meant," Clara said. "Nothing makes sense to you, you're confused..." She turned around to see Eva wearing a blue dress, different than the one she was given. "And this dress has way too much cleavage. Are you purposely trying to make the Doctor jealous?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Eva asked. "Can't I just wear a dress without it having something to do with him?"

"What's wrong with the green one?" Clara asked.

"It's green," Evangeline said, as if it was obvious. "Never mind. Do you want to see Robin Hood or not?"

"I thought the Doctor said he wasn't real," Clara noted.

"Yeah, well, I know more than he does," Eva retorted, heading outside just in time to follow the Doctor as he walked out of the TARDIS.

The small patch of forest the Doctor decided to land in was absolutely beautiful. The trees were a hundred different shades of green, and a river passed by, giving a sense of calmness to the place.

"No damsels in distress," the Doctor said. "No pretty castles, no such thing as Robin Hood!"

Evangeline smiled as an arrow flew past by them, hitting the TARDIS, and looked to the point where she knew Robin Hood stood, smiling arrogantly and winking at her.

"You called?" he asked, causing the Doctor to frown as the two started moving towards each other, Eva not far behind. "Very, very nicely done with the box, sir," he said, nodding at them as the Doctor ran back to the TARDIS, taking the arrow out of it before patting the spot where it sunk until it healed. "I saw a Turk perform something very similar at Nottingham Fayre. It's a trick with mirrors, no doubt?"

"A trick?" the Doctor asked.

"A good jest," Robin replied, chuckling.

"This is not a trick," the Doctor said. "This is a TARDIS."

"Whatever it is, you bony rascal, I'm afraid I must relieve you of it," Robin told him.

"It's our property, that's what it is!" the Doctor called as Robin started walking on the log that connected the two shores of the river.

"Well, don't you know all property is theft to Robin Hood?"

The Doctor looked between Robin and Evangeline, silently cursing himself for not noticing her knowing smirk sooner. "You're not serious," he said.

"I'm many things, sir, but I'm never that," Robin said. "Robin Hood laughs in the face of all."

He started laughing aloud, and the Doctor reached out and held Eva's hand, as if he knew she was about to start walking towards him.

"And do people ever punch you in the face when you do that?" he questioned.

"Not as yet," Robin replied.

"Lucky I'm here then, isn't it?" the Doctor asked, starting to head forwards just as Clara exited the TARDIS.

"Might be a little bit much, but Eva said it's fine... What do you reckon, Doctor?" she asked, coming to a halt at the sight of Robin.

"By all the saints!" Robin called. "Are there any more in there?"

"Is that?" Clara mumbled.

"No," the Doctor replied.

"Oh, yes," Evangeline said, looking Robin up and down, much to the Doctor's displeasure.

"Oh, my God!" Clara called, barely containing her excitement. "Oh, my God! It is, isn't it? You found him." She smiled. "You actually found Robin Hood."

"That is not Robin Hood!" the Doctor called.

"Yes, it is," Eva said.

"Well," Robin said, smiling at Eva before turning to look at the Doctor. "Then who, sir, is about to relieve you of your magic box?"

Robin took out his sword and pointed it at them, causing the Doctor to push Eva behind him as he stepped forwards.

"Nobody, sir," he replied mockingly, going up on the log, as well. "Not in this universe or in hers," he added, with a small movement of his head towards Eva.

"Well, then draw your sword and prove your words," Robin taunted.

"I have no sword," the Doctor said, turning around to show Robin the truth of his words. "I don't need a sword. Because I am the Doctor. And this... is my spoon! En garde!"

"Is he serious?" Clara asked as Robin and the Doctor started duelling.

"Surprisingly, yes," Eva said. "Luckily, this is one of the only times when it actually works for him."

"You're amazing!" Clara said, looking at the Doctor with shock as he hit Robin's head with the spoon.

"I've had some experience," the Doctor shrugged. "Richard the Lionheart! Cyrano de Bergerac! Errol Flynn! He had the most enormous... ego!"

"Takes one to know one," Evangeline muttered.

"Oh you!" Robin muttered, shaking his head as the Doctor hit his backside with the spoon.

The Doctor smiled, looking at Eva, and she realized what was going to happen a moment before Robin struck.

"Doctor!" she called out. "Get back!"

The Doctor looked at Robin and, seeing what he was going to do, narrowly avoided the blade aimed at his chest. He stopped and stared as one of the buttons of his coat was cut off. The Doctor raised his hands in surrender, and Robin aimed to strike only for the Doctor to push the blade away with his spoon and push Robin into the river.

"Like I said," the Doctor said, smiling smugly as Clara and Evangeline ran towards him. "My box."

"Doctor?" Clara asked worriedly, looking at the water and waiting for Robin to show up. "Doctor?" she repeated when he didn't.

"Wait for it," Eva said, smiling as she looked not to the side of the log where Robin said, but to the side he had just emerged from, winking at her.

He pushed the Doctor into the water and Eva burst out in laughter, for the first time since she arrived to this universe. Robin climbed back on the log, he and Clara laughing alongside her as he put an arm at her waist, sending a victorious glare to the angry Doctor as he did.

EMH

"So," Eva said as they walked through the woods and towards Robin's camp. "Robin Hood, are you?"

"The one and only," Robin replied.

"Rumour has it that you're the best archer in Sherwood," she said, oblivious to the Doctor's scowl. "In all of England, really."

"I'd hate to show off," Robin said, "But the rumour is true."

"Oh, I bet you'd love to show off," the Doctor muttered.

"Maybe you can teach me?" Evangeline asked. "Bow and arrow 101?"

"With pleasure, Milady," Robin said, holding out a hand and assisting her in crossing a small stream in their way. "And, if I may add, that dress looks absolutely stunning on you."

Evangeline smiled and blushed as they continued to move forward, her hand still wound with Robin's.

"Let me introduce you to my men," Robin said as they arrived to their hiding place. "This is Will Scarlet. He is a cheeky rogue with a good sword arm and a slippery tongue."

"My lady," Will said, bowing slightly. "Argh!" he added angrily as the Doctor took a couple of hairs and checked their authenticity with his sonic screwdriver. "What do you want with my hair?"

"Well, it's realistic, I'll give you that," the Doctor muttered.

"And this is Friar Tuck," Robin went on, sending a sideway glance at the Doctor as he did. "Aptly named for the amount of grub he tucks into!"

"You skinny blackguard!" Tuck said, lightly punching Robin's arm before turning around when the Doctor took his sandal. "What are you doing?"

"This isn't a real sandal!" the Doctor exclaimed.

"Yes, it is," Evangeline told him, causing him to sniff it.

"Oh, yes, it is," he muttered, throwing it down.

"This is Alan-a-Dale," Robin continued with an eye roll. "He's a master of the lute, whose music brightens up these dark days."

Alan smiled as he started singing. "Stranger you are welcome here," he sang, "In Sherwood's bonny glade – Ow!"

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," the Doctor said, sounding anything but. "Blood analysis."

"Doctor!" Eva called angrily.

"Oh! All those diseases!" the Doctor ignored her. "If you were real, you'd be dead in six months."

"I am real," Alan said weakly.

The Doctor grimaced. "Bye," he said, moving on.

"And this is John Little," Robin said, marking at the biggest man of the group. "Called Little John. He's my loyal companion in many an adventure."

Clara looked at Eva, raising a brow at her knowing smile. Before either of them could say anything, the real John Little jumped from behind the big man, surprising Clara and making everybody other than the Doctor laugh.

"Works every time!" Robin said, smiling.

"Not on me," Eva smirked. "You can't surprise me, Mister."

"That's a challenge I'd be more than happy to stand up for," Robin replied.

"Oh, I cannot believe this!" Clara said, smiling. "You really are Robin Hood and his Merry Men!"

"Aye!" Robin said, pointing at her. "That is an apt description. What say you, lads?"

"Aye!" they all called, laughing once more.

"Stop laughing!" the Doctor called out, his eyes focused on the way Robin was still holding Evangeline's hand. "Why are you always doing that? Are you all simple or something?" He turned around and grabbed a goblet, emptying it before marching towards Robin. "I'm going to need a sample."

"Of what?" Robin asked, pushing Eva behind him.

"Excuse me," Clara said, running forwards as she pulled the Doctor back. "Sorry."

Eva watched as the Doctor and Clara talked, sending not-so-hidden looks in her direction every now and then. At a certain point, the Doctor walked back towards them, forced Eva and Robin's hands apart and grabbed her aside.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked.

"I could ask you the same thing," he said.

"In case you missed," Eva started, annoyed, "I was talking to Robin Hood."

"You were flirting," the Doctor accused. "With a fake Robin Hood."

"For your information, he isn't fake!" Eva said. "And even if I was flirting, so what? You're not the boss of me."

"I bet you like it, don't you?" the Doctor asked. "The whole beard thing with the long hair and the bow. Need I remind you that he tried to steal the TARDIS?"

"Need I remind you that he didn't steal her?" Eva questioned. "Besides, at least he pays me attention."

"I pay you plenty of attention," the Doctor dismissed.

"Do you, now?" Eva asked. "I clearly remember being promised an explanation. Are you going to give it?"

"Eva..." the Doctor sighed.

"In that case, I will go there and continue flirting with Robin Hood!" Eva told him, turning around and coming to stand next to Robin. "The best archer in all of England," she said. "Care to show me your tricks?"

"Before you do that," the Doctor cut in, annoyed. "What time is it, Mr Hood?"

"Somewhat after noon," Robin replied.

"He means the time of the year, dear," Eva explained, taking extra joy at the way she managed to annoy the Doctor using just a single word.

"Oh," Robin said. "Dame Autumn has draped her mellow skirts about the forest, Doctor. The time of mists and harvest approaches."

"Yeah, all very poetic," the Doctor said. "But it's very green hereabouts, isn't it? Like I said, very sunny."

"So?" Clara asked.

"Have you been to Nottingham?" the Doctor questioned.

"Climate change?" she offered.

"It's 1190," the Doctor said.

"You must excuse me, my darling," Robin said, letting go of Eva's hand and turning to his Merry Men. "The Sheriff has issued a proclamation and tomorrow there is to be a contest to find the best archer in the land. And the bounty... it's an arrow made of pure gold."

"No!" Clara quickly called. "Don't go! It's a trap."

"Well, of course it is!" Eva said, looking at Robin. "But a contest to find the best archer in the land?"

Robin and the Merry Men started laughing.

"There is no contest!" he exclaimed.

"Right, that isn't even funny," the Doctor said, pointing at Robin. "That was bantering. I am totally against bantering."

"Since when?" Eva asked with an eye roll, allowing Robin to take her aside and teach her bow and arrow without another glance at the Doctor.

EMH

"You hold the bow like this," he guided her, putting a hand on her bicep. "And... hold the arrow like... I can't do this."

He stepped away from her, burying his head in his hands. Evangeline sighed, looking around at the clearing they were in to make sure there was nobody listening.

"Is it because of Marian?" she asked.

"You..." Robin looked shocked. "You know of Marian, as well?"

"I know many things," Eva said. "It's a talent of a sort."

"A seer?" Robin questioned.

"Not... exactly," Eva said. "But I do know enough to tell that by the time we'll be gone, you will be reunited with her."

"In that case, you understand why I cannot continue this," Robin said.

"Why not?" Eva asked. "It's not like it means anything."

"It..." Robin started. "It's not?"

"You belong with Marian," she said. "I know it. Clara knows it. Heck, the Doctor probably knows it. I'm just doing this to rile him up."

"The Doctor," Robin started cautiously. "Is he your betrothed?"

Eva's eyebrows shot up. "I beg your pardon?"

"The way he's looking at you," Robin explained. "Like he's jealous. I know I would have looked and treated that way anybody who Marian spoke to the way you speak to me."

"Not betrothed," Eva said. "Definitely not betrothed. He's just bitter because I'm mad at him."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Robin asked.

"No," Eva said, smiling. "What I do want is to learn how to shoot a bow and arrow. Seems to me like I might need the skill in the foreseeable future."

"Very well, My Lady," Robin said, returning his hands to where they rested on Eva's arms, his stomach pressed to her back. "Now, you gently pull... keep your hands steady... and let go."

The arrow shot away from them, hitting right at the centre of the target drawn into the tree.

"I did it!" Eva called. "I actually did it!"

"A natural talent," Robin said with a smile.

"Takes one to know one," Eva replied. "No, come on. I want to try again."

"You'd like that," a bitter voice said from behind them. "Wouldn't you?"

"What are you doing here, Doctor?" Eva asked.

"Admiring your skills," the Doctor replied.

"More like interrupting a private conversation," she retorted.

"Perhaps I should leave," Robin offered, trying to back away from the intimate position he and Eva were currently in.

"No," Evangeline said harshly. "Stay right where you are."

"If you don't back away soon, I'll find something bigger than a spoon to hit you with," the Doctor threatened.

"Who do you even think you are?" Eva called, finally letting go of Robin. "I don't know why it bears repeating, but you are not the boss of me."

"Just because I'm not the boss of you doesn't mean you can throw yourself on every man within your sight," the Doctor said. "First, it was Riddell, now Robin Hood – have you got a... a thing for deadly men?"

"Don't you know, Doctor?" Eva taunted, knowing it would rile him up. "I can't resist the bad boys."

"I think I'll just go now," Robin muttered.

"Don't move!" both Eva and the Doctor called, not tearing their eyes off each other.

"You are so childish," the Doctor muttered.

"No, because you're the poster boy of a grownup person," Evangeline retorted. "Face it, Doctor. You can't control me, and you hate it."

"Whether I can control you or not doesn't matter, since if we're going to stay for the competition tomorrow, you'll have to stay the night in the TARDIS."

"I disagree," Eva all but sneered at him, before turning to Robin. "Is there a spare bed at your camp?"

"I don't think this will be a good –"

"Great," Evangeline said before he could finish the sentence. "Looks like I'm having a sleepover."

EMH

"In the contest for the golden arrow," the herald called, "After ten rounds, the battle is between our Lord Sheriff, and the stranger known as Tom the Tinker!"

Eva and Clara, who stood by "Tom the Tinker", smiled when the crowd only cheered for him. They, and probably most of the crowd, knew that it wasn't a stranger at all, but Robin in disguise.

"Take your places!" the herald told the two.

"Shall we make the contest a little more interesting, my Lord?" Robin offered. "The targets seem a little close. What say you? Another twenty paces?"

The Sherriff smiled. "Why not?" he asked, marking the stewards to move the middle target of the five in front of them. He aimed and shot, hitting the target right in the middle of it. "Now, Tinker," he said. "Let us see thy true face."

Evangeline smiled as she handed Robin an arrow, watching him as he aimed and took the shot, splitting the Sherriff's arrow in two.

"Ye Gads!" the herald called. "He has split the arrow!"

"I knew you could do it!" Eva said, smiling brightly at him.

"Truly, he is the finest archer in all England! Come forward, Tinker, and claim your prize."

Robin smiled as he stepped forwards to claim his prize, but just as he touched the golden arrow, another one flew by them all.

"I forgot he did that," Eva muttered, as every head turned to look at the Doctor holding his own bow and a sheath of arrows after successfully splitting Robin's arrow in two.

"I am the Doctor," he said. "My skills as a bowman speak for themselves. I claim my reward."

The herald marched towards him and handed him the arrow, which the Doctor threw away almost as soon as he picked it up. "A mere bauble," he said. "I want something else."

"Name it," the Sherriff said, not seeing the arrow Eva handed to Robin, who nodded in understanding.

"Enlightenment," the Doctor stated, just as Robin's arrow cut into his.

The Doctor frowned, taking a second arrow and making it bounce off a guardsman's armour before travelling back to the target and splitting Robin's arrow once more. Eva quickly handed Robin another arrow, which he shot without even looking.

"This is getting silly," the Doctor said, looking directly at Evangeline as he pulled out his sonic screwdriver, making the target explode just as she knew would happen.

"Very mature, Doctor," she told him angrily. "Did you honestly think that would impress anybody?"

"Fascinating." Her head turned around to look at the Sherriff who seemed to be quite impressed. "Seize him!"

The guards and Robin took out their swords, and Eva grabbed one of the ones closest to her, as Clara took a javelin from a stand nearby.

"What are you doing?" the Doctor asked them. "Put that down!"

"I'm fine!" Clara said. "I take Year Seven for after school tae kwon do."

"Which part of 'you're not the boss of me' wasn't clear?" Eva asked.

"Do you even know how to use this thing?" he Doctor asked.

"Nope," Evangeline replied. "But I think now would be as good a day as ever to learn."

"Don't worry, Doctor!" Robin called, running to them. "I'll save you!"

"I don't need saving!" the Doctor called.

"Your honour is safe!" Robin told him.

"I know!" the Doctor retorted.

"For I am Robin!" he said as he took off his hat, letting his hair loose. "Robin Hood!"

He ran towards one of the guards, duelling with him as Evangeline headed towards another.

"Eva!" the Doctor called. "What are you doing? Come back here!"

"You don't get to tell me what to do, Doctor!" she called back, pushing the guard into a puddle nearby and making it electrocute. "See?" she asked, smiling in triumph. "I told you I got this!"

Her head turned just in time for Robin to cut off the arm of the guard he was duelling, revealing it to be a robot arm. Eva smirked at him as the Doctor ran, not towards the robot as she expected, but at her direction.

"Eva!" he called out, panicking.

Eva felt a piercing pain at her abdomen and looked down to see that a sword cut her from behind. Apparently, the robot she fought was still functioning and had managed to put one fatal blow before shutting down.

She fell to the ground, her feet no longer holding her. The Doctor was there before she fully hit the ground, holding her and brushing away the tears from her face.

"It's okay," he said. "It's going to be okay?"

"Really?" she asked. "Cause I know I don't have much medical experience, but it looks like I'm dying."

"You are," Robin said softly, leaning next to her.

Eva smiled softly at the Doctor. "Robots of Sherwood, eh?" she asked. "The adventure of a lifetime. Come on," she added. "That must have been just a little bit funny."

"No," the Doctor said, shaking his head. "Not one bit."

"Well, I guess now I'll know if this was just a dream," she said. "If it is, then I'll just wake up in my bed." Tears ran down her cheeks. "I'm not sure what I'd prefer."

"It's okay," the Doctor said. "Everything will be okay."

"No, it won't," Eva told him, closing her eyes as darkness started filling the edges of her sight. "But that's fine."

And with that, she closed her eyes and let the darkness overtake her.

A/N:Am I sorry? Afraid not... Don't worry, though, I'm not the sort to permanently kill off the main character three chapters in :)

Also, as you might have noticed, I upload a chapter for this story every other week. During most of August and the first week of September, I will have to attend a seminar that involves my scholarship, which will leave me with no free time during weekdays and less time than usual on weekends. Hopefully, I'll still be able to upload but I might not be able to stick to schedule as I had until now.