A note from me! Hello! I know I am in the middle of a marauders fanfic, but I had to take a break, because my latest obsession is on Robin Hood, the series by the BBC. This fanfic is a spoiler to those who have not scene the end of the second season, so if you read it and find out something that you didn't know, do not yell at me for it. You have been warned, now if you haven't scene the finale of the 2nd season, do not read any farther! Alright, lets get started!

They were back, alive and unscathed, well most of them. Djaq and Will stayed behind, and Marian, my poor Marian, she will never return.

I wouldn't admit it, though I knew it to be true, Marian was gone forever, killed by the very man who loved her who chased after her for years; even after she punched him at the alter, he pursued.

I was going to kill him, I was. There was no doubt in my mind, he would be dead. I knew it wasn't the right thing to do, and she wouldn't wish it, but I was going to do it.

We sat around an open fire, no one spoke, no one moved. They just looked at me, worried. Rightly so with what I knew they knew I was planning.

Finally Much opened his mouth. "Master, you cannot!" he shouted.

"Cannot what Much?" I asked innocently.

"You know what! No matter how great the pain, you must carry on, that is what Marian..." The name barley left his lips before I was on top of him. As much as I didn't want to hurt Much, I couldn't stop myself.

"DON'T SAY HER NAME! DO NOT SO MUCH AS WHISPER IT!" My eyes were wide with rage, I knew, and Much gulped, not expecting my sudden outburst.

"I am sorry." I blinked, realizing what I had done. "I did not mean that, I am sorry Much."

"It's alright, it is only to be expected."

"How are you so forgiving? How can you do that?" I sighed, wishing now I had that talent. The ability to forget what had been done and said.

Much shrugged "I just can, I don't know how."

I looked at the ground opened my mouth but hesitated. Finally the words spilled out. "Even when I called you simple, you came back, not angry not the slightest bit mad at me."

Much glanced up at me, "I had to, you are important to me, I cannot be angry at you. For if I am, I could not serve you."

"You are free Much, you do not need to serve me." I mumbled.

Much laughed, "Oh, but I am needed. And I need you. More than you know, and more than you let yourself believe. I love you Robin, you are the brother I never had."

"As are you Much, you know that. Although I never say, as much as I should say it, I can't. I just can't."

Allen and Little John had managed to stay quiet the whole time, but not any longer. Allen spoke up. "We all love you Robin, you know that."

I looked up, and gulped. The tears were there I could feel them, but I would not let them out, not yet. "I love you too. Each and every one of you. Like brothers, like family."

"You loved her more than family." Allen nudged.

My breath caught.

"You loved her like a girl. And she loved you too."

Ignoring the warning look from John and Much Allen kept going.

"She loved you and she wanted you to know that. Even though she never said, and you never said, she loved you. And she trusted you. I know you loved her Robin, we all know how much you loved..." Allen was cut off as I now jumped on top of him. Again unable to control the anger bubbling inside the pit of my stomach.

"I STILL LOVE HER! I WILL ALWAYS LOVE HER!"

"SHE'S DEAD ROBIN! SHE'S GONE! YOU KNOW AS WELL AS WE KNOW THAT!"

I looked at Allen in disbelief. "SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!

But Allen didn't stop his rant of torture. "ROBIN, EXCEPT IT, WE ALL HAVE! AS MUCH AS YOU COUNTER YOURSLEF AS MUCH AS YOU ARGUE, YOU KNOW, she's gone." Allen finished in a whisper, tears running down his face.

"And what would you know?! Hmm? You left us, you quit helping people who needed help. WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW?!" And before I could stop myself my hand, balled in a sweaty fist fell on his face, leaving a mark.

"I HELPED YOU, AND MARIAN! I HELPED YOU ALL FROM INSIDE THE CASTLE! I CAME BACK AND SAVED YOU WHEN THE SHERIFF WENT TO THE HOLY LAND! WHY WOULD I DO THAT?! BECAUSE I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH, AND I MADE A MISTAKE, A HORRIBLE MISTAKE!"

My fist came down again. "YOU DIDN'T MAKE A MISTAKE YOU MADE A CHOICE!"

By now Little John was grabbing my waist, and pulling me off of the bleeding Allen. Much ran to my side, trying to calm me, but I shrugged him away.

"Master, you just need to cool down, that is all. With a few days rest, we'll all be fine, and we'll be doing what we do best!"

"Just can it Much!" John shouted.

I struggled against his iron grip, but John kept his hold around my stomach.

"Let me go John!" I commanded.

"Are you gonna do anythin' foolish?" He looked down at me and I sighed.

"No." I lied.

But John believed, and dropped me to the ground.

I grabbed my sward and bow and ran off into the forest before anyone could stop me.

Tears flowed down my face as I ran. To where I did not know exactly, but as long as it was deep inside the green forest and far away from anyone I would be fine. Not happy, just fine. I would not be happy until Gisborne was sleeping in the ground.

I shot arrow after arrow not bothering to fight the tears. No one came to disturb me as I wished. So I let my anger fly away as arrows. Well, it didn't really fly away, it sank deep within me, so that when I had him, when he was in front of me I could kill him with all the anger of the past events.