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Chapter 6

'A Damsel in Distress?'

"Help! Please, help me!" A woman staggered through the forest, yelling for help. Her once pretty blue dress was now bedraggled and torn, revealing a white undergarment, and her blonde hair was dirty and hung heavy around her face. As she walked, she favored her left leg, limping slowly. I watched her, then looked at Gil, who was beside me. We had been assigned to watch the West road until they got the old alarm system into place. He nodded and we started down the hill.

"Stop!" Gil called to the woman. She turned, a small dagger held defensively. I held out a hand.

"We heard you calling and want to help." I said in a calming voice. She lowered the dagger cautiously.

"Really?" She almost whimpered. Gil nodded.

"Yeah, really. And we'd appreciate not getting stabbed for our efforts." He said. I glared at him, but he just shrugged. The woman wilted slightly.

"Oh thank God." She said faintly. I stepped forward.

"Why don't you come with us, and you can tell Robin about everything." I said. She nodded tearfully.

"All right." She said, then followed us through the forest.

Outlaw's Camp

We had blindfolded the woman, Gil apologizing all the while, when we got closer to the camp. Then we led her to it and pulled the lever, revealing Robin, Alan and James. Ben, Logan, Matt, Huck, and Frank had left a few weeks ago to set up outside a different town and the rest were watching the roads. All three sprang up when they saw us.

"Who's that?" Robin asked, nodding at the still blindfolded woman. I took off the blindfold.

"We found her wandering on the West road, calling for help." Gil replied as I showed her a place to sit. Instantly, Robin's expression turned to one of concern. He always seemed to be more concerned for the women. She was looking around wide-eyed, as though trying to memorize every detail. I wasn't sure if I trusted her, but I would let Robin decide. He knelt in front of where she was sitting.

"I am Robin Hood." He said softly. I was pretty sure he liked the prestige that name brought, since he used it as often as possible. She nodded.

"I'm Eva. Of Klun." She said. Robin smiled.

"How can we help you, Eva of Klun?" He asked. She looked around at all of us.

"You can kill the sheriff." She said bitterly, then promptly fainted. I raised an eyebrow.

"She's really quite charming." I commented, watching as everyone rushed to revive her. Robin laughed.

"I'm sure there's a good reason Syd." He said assuringly. I shrugged.

"Just sayin'." I said. Alan walked away from where they had settled the woman in a bed to stand by me.

"Not bein' funny, but why don't we kill the sheriff?" He questioned. I sighed.

"Because the same thing that hung over the last Robin's head hangs over ours. If we kill him, Nottingham gets burned to the ground." I replied. He nodded.

"Right. That would be bad." He confirmed. I sighed again.

"Yeah, just a little." I said.

"Syd! Can you make some stew or something?" Robin called. I frowned.

"Why, because I'm a woman?" I teased. He didn't get that I was joking.

"No, because I'm hungry, and she'll be hungry when she wakes up. And we all know that it wouldn't be good for any of the rest of us to cook." He replied seriously. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not much better." I muttered, then moved to get to work. Better or not, I was hungry to and no one else was going to do it.

An hour later, I was sitting in camp, bored to death. Everyone else had left to do different stuff, but I was stuck here, watching Eva. It wasn't even like the woman was doing anything, she was just lying there. I sighed and leaned against a post, putting my hands behind my head. I closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep.

I awoke from a shallow sleep to someone rustling around. I slowly opened my eyes, careful not to move. Eva was bent over, going through the things on one of the shelves. I almost smiled at the fact that she thought she'd find anything other than a few weapons and maybe some moldy bread. I kept watching as she bumped her head and gave a very unladylike curse.

"Can I help you with anything?" I asked, deciding to put a stop to this. She immediately spun around.

"Um, no, I'm fine." She said quickly. I grinned.

"You hungry?" I questioned. She shook her head.

"Good, 'cause then I'd have to go hunting, and that would leave you here alone." I commented, noting that her expression immediately changed.

"Well, I am a little hungry." She said, and I gave a large sigh and heaved myself to a standing position, grabbing my bow.

"Very well. Stay here, and try not to get in any trouble." I said, then left, ambling into the forest. When I figured she was convinced that I was far away, I doubled back to watch her. She was frantically searching through all of our things, although for what, I didn't know. I decided to wait there for Robin to come back.