I woke up with a killer head ache. I opened my eyes and saw the midday light filtering through the leaves. I sat up and looked at the camp I was in and my eyes fell on the men sitting around the fire. I narrowed my eyes when they got to Allan.

"Where is Much?" I asked the lot after I failed to see him.

"He went to get Robin out of Nottingham." Will answered. I shook my head and cursed. I walked over to the horses and got on.

"Where do'you think you're goin?" The ginger asked me.

"To get Robin." I said simply.

"No horse. The other one tried that too." I dismounted and tackled him. I drew my knife and help it to his throat.

"Did you really think I would be as passive as him? I'm taking a horse." I said. My voice authoritatively firm from months of demanding the respect men. The ginger nodded and I got off of him. "What's your name?" I asked.

"What?"

"What is your name? I can't keep calling you the ginger in my head. Or would you prefer that?"

"Roy."

"Well Roy, I'm taking this horse. Try and stop me if you like but I'll tell you now it's not going to work." I kicked the horse and trod off hoping to catch up with Much soon.

If I where Much what would I do? Try and getting Robin out on his own. Maybe he went to ask Sir Edward for help. I don't really feel like seeing Marian. I'll just head straight to Nottingham. Now how do I get Robin out? Bribing the jailer wont work, I've got nothing to bribe him with. I could knock him out... Maybe I could sweet talk him. Eww no, never mind.

I rode up to the gates and looked into the outer slums. Dirty people begging for change that anyone could spare. Filthy children starving for just the littlest scrap of food. What Robin said about helping these people made sense to me now. Being on that side of things was hard. Watching others have to live a half life of suffering and hunger made me want to rob the sheriff myself.

Robin told me once that he couldn't wait to get home and see the people of Loxley again, to see everyone's smile, like he had never even left; things had change, however, for the worst. I started to scope out the castle before it got dark. I hoped to see Much in there so we could get Robin out together. I hopped onto one of the houses along the wall of the castle and checked to see if any guards where near. When I saw they wen't I hurried into the castle and headed towards the dungeon.

"Please I just want to speak with Robin. It'll only take a second." I heard Marian say.

"No M'lady, if the sheriff knew i let you down there I'd be hangin for sure."

"Fine. I'll take it up with him." She said. I heard her walking in my direction and took my chance. I grabbed her and covered her mouth so she wouldn't scream.

"Marian it's me, Wolf." I said wanting to calm her. I heard her muffle out a 'who?'. "Andriana." I corrected myself. "Are we good? You're not gunna scream?" She shook her head and I released her.

"What... What are you doing here? If you're caught the sheriff will have you executed."

"I have to get Robin out. If my dying means he lives I'll gladly take his place."

"Do you have a plan?"

"Yes." she gave me a disbelieving look. "Half a plan."

"God you're just like him. Always doing things half cocked."

"Well do you have a plan m'lady? If you do I'd love to help."

"Not yet. We'll think of something. Follow me." She led me to what I assume was her room. I went to her dresses and picked through them. Finally she found what she was looking for. "Put this on. Until we have a plan you're my friend from London." I nodded and got into the dress.

"Have you ever noticed that I''m not the dress wearing type." I said looking at my reflection. I grimaced at the site of me.

"Yes. Even when we where children you would always wear pants. Your hair was so pretty back then. Why did you cut it?"

"It's a long story." I said looking back to her. She raised a brow telling me to spill. "Robin and Much found me in the desert while they where setting up camp and the king took me in, made me one of his personal guards. It was just easier to have short hair. It's actually grown a lot since I last cut it. It used to be nowhere near my shoulder."

"Maybe it's long enough to braid. I don't think anyone would recognize you." She said fiddling with the end of my hair.

"I don't know. I forgot how to braid it." I laughed. She turned me around and started to braid it.

"So... What are we going to do about Robin?" She asked.

"I'm not sure. I could cause a diversion and you can sweet talk the jailer. Then you can get Robin out while I get away."

"But you might get caught."

"Marian I told you. If it means Robin lives I don't care what the means are."

"You love him." she stated plainly.

"Why is everyone asking me that? Robin and I... I do love him. But it's more of a... We fought for what seems like forever in the holy lands. He's saved my life more times than I can count. I just want to repay him for all he's done for me."

"I see. So what about Much?" She asked raising her brow. "Do you love him?"

"Same way as Robin. Much and I are actually more like brother and sister. Family ain't just blood."

"So is there anyone for you?"

"Well..." I started

"Tell me."

"There was this one man in the holy lands. Gwain of North Yorkshire."

"And what happened?"

"He died. It was a warriors death. In battle. I held him in his last moments." I almost whispered.

"I'm so sorry." She said solemnly, placing a hand on my arm to comfort me.

"Don't worry about it. I'm doin just fine." I said. "So about this master plan to bust Robin out. How are you at lying?"


"Okay, so you ready?" I asked Marian.

"Ready you?" She asked in reply.

"Let's do this." I said. We walked to the dungeon. As always it was dank and depressing. The jailer stopped us at the door.

"What'd you think you're doin?" He asked.

"I wish to see Robin."

"I told you. Not without the sheriff's permission."

"Well thank god I have it." She said pulling out a scroll with the sheriff's seal on it. Last night after we made all our beautiful plans I carved his seal out of wood. Yeah I know, crafty. The jailer ushered us through the door and into another room just outside of Robins cell. The jailer Left and came back with Robin in tow.

"Where is it?" Marian asked Robin.

"Where is what?" Robin asked angrily.

"The ring my father gave you years ago before he knew the wickedness of your heart."

"Madame I told you before asking doesn't usually work. I'll do his thumbs."

"Will those work?" Marian asked.

"These? They're lovely." The jailer said grabbing a tool off the wall.

"When he speaks will you be here?"

"of course."

"Well that I cannot allow. You might get there first and steal the ring."

"Madame I can assure you I am a man of simple pleasures. Torture is all I need."

"Perhaps but if he where to tell her and you where here then suspicion would fall onto you and that wouldn't be fair at all." I said in my prissy voice.

"I will speak with him first and then you can inflict all the pain you wish."

"I can't do that. And what about her? What if she steals the ring?"

"She is my most trusted friend and I will not have you speak of her in such terms."

"I'm sorry madame but I still can't let you."

"Just wait outside the door that way he can't get out and he won't dare attack me." The jailer made a small protest and agreed. Once he was out of the room Marian made a bee line for Robin. "You are and utter fool."

"You said that already."

"Oh you listened? I also told you confronting the sheriff wouldn't work. You didn't listen to that."

"I did not have much choice."

"Everything is a choice everything we do. Grow up."

"I prevented unjust hangings. I protected people from my village."

"Oh that will make your death romantic."

"It would make it honorable."

"Honorable? and what about the people you are so honorably protecting? who will protect them when you are dead? What is it with men and glory?" she asked directing that last question at me. I shrugged and shook my head.

"Who's your friend?" Robin asked looking at me more closely.

"What? Ya don't recognize the big bad wolf?" I asked. "Just cause I'm in a dress and my hair is up."

"Well you're in a dress for one and you haven't had your hair in a braid since you cut it." Robin said trying to defend himself. "You look lovely." He said when he saw the distasteful look on my face.

"Here." Marian said grabbing a few tools out of her bad. "This is what we do. You stand by the door I scream in he comes and you knock him out and run. I paid a man by the east gate if you leave now you shouldn't be seen."

"I cannot go unseen."

"You cannot go seen. "

"I cannot let the sheriff win."

"Have you not heard a single word I've said?"

"Trust me. I have a plan." He said as Marian gave him a look. "Half a plan." She gave him another look.

"I love it when you look at me like that." he said and she grunted in anger. The jailer heard and started to open the door and Robin ran to the side to knock him out. The jailer opened the door and fell to the ground.

"This is a rescue." Much said as he entered. "And we are undetected." He handed Robin his bow and arrows as the guards altered the others to our and Robin dragged the jailer to the center of the room. We rushed out into the courtyard and met up with the rest of the gang.

"Thank you for coming." Robin told them.

"Lets go before they see we've opened the gates." Roy said.

"Hang on. there is something I need to do first. Hold an escape route for me I need five minutes. If I am longer than that leave without me." Robin looked at John pleadingly.

"Yes." John said.

"Thank you." Robin started to walk away when Much stopped him.

"Mater no. If you die then I will die. Of grief. So you must come now. If only to save me."

"That's why I love you Much." Robin said. He looked at Roy. "And you. I'll need help. It'll be dangerous." Roy agreed and Followed after Robin.

"Can I borrow one of your swords?" I asked Allan. He looked at me and frown.

"Who are you?" He asked. Frustrated I grabbed one of the swords. "Oh, hi Wolf." He said smiling.

"Shut up." I told him plainly. The guards came out and a battle ensued. Two came at me at once. I knocked one on the head, immobilized him. The other I plunged the sword into his throat. The immobilized one came at me from behind. I turned and blocked his sword. We traded blows for a minute and I went in for the kill. I stabbed his gut and sliced his back when he fell to his knees. I looked around to see if anyone needed my help. Allan was fighting off two guards close to me so I kicked one and drew him towards me. I blocked his sword and countered striking his undefended side, wounding him enough to have him out of the fight.

"Stop!" The sheriff yelled down as I took another man out. "Stop. Don't hurt those men they're free to go. I have an announcement to make. I, Vaysey, Sheriff of Nottingham, in recognition of my illegal actions yesterday in Loxley, do humbly apologize to the innocent people that have suffered at my hands. I promise to pay... No I will not... Stop those men!" He yelled. The fighting broke out again.

"Much! Much!" Robin called. I looked to where Much was and saw him fighting a guard. I came up behind him and took him out. "Tie this off!" Robin yelled to Much and tossed him the rope. A guard tried to attack Much. I quickly took over and blocked the attack meant for Much. I kicked him back and led the fight away so Much could tie off the rope. I dodged one of his blows and stabbed at his stomach, He blocked and went for my unprotected head. I ducked and stabbed him in the shoulder disabling him. I searched for much again and saw him defending John. I ran to help him but Robin dropped down and knocked them over. The men and I had done away with the guards sent to capture us and looked to the fresh guards. We formed a defensive line against them.

"When I say go you run for the gates. Got it?" Robin told us.

"Robin we're not leaving you here to play hero on your own." I told him.

"I'll be right behind you. I just want to make sure we have a head start." He replied. The guards started their attach. "Go!" Robin yelled. We bolted for the gate quick as lightning striking, stopping just outside them to watch as Robin fought the guards. Once he was done showing off he cut the rope holding the portcullis and dove to get to our side of it. He looked back at the sheriff and smiled. We ran like the devil was chasing us. When we got to the horses Allan grabbed me and pulled me up behind him. He kicked the horse and we rode out.

Once safely away from Nottingham we slowed the horses and I jumped down.

"Oi, Robin. Why d'you feel the need to show off all the time? Even I ain't that arrogant..." I asked jogging up beside him and Much.

"Why would you say that? I'm wounded." He replied.

"Shut it. You know what I'm talking about right Much. You know him better than I. Do you agree with me?" I asked him.

"I will not take a side in this. This does not involve me! Leave me out of it!" Much exclaimed. I laughed and saw the camp just ahead. I sighed.

"Well home sweet home. I suppose." I smiled. I spied my bag, grabbed it and walked away for privacy. "Always have a spare if you can." I said quoting my mother. I began to strip my more feminine clothes and change into my britches and shirt. I looked down at my distorted reflection in the stream. I frown when my eye skimmed over the spot where a faint scar marred my ivory skin. I sat on a rock and thought back to the war. Losing myself in the horrible memories of war and love.


OMG so If you haven't heard of Ed Sheeran, I'm so sorry because he's fantastic. I love him. I want his ginger babies. (that was really creepy wasn't it?) anyway tangents. SO I suggest you listen to Give Me Love because it inspired the little bit about Gwain. I won't explain everything now because I am SO fucking tempted to but just know that he is VERY important. bah I'm just so into this right now.

as always I fucking love you guys. just know that every time ya'll review and stuff like that I get all happy and exited.

May the stars watch over you.