**So I never really liked Guy of Gisborne, I always thought he was an evil fellow, but after watching season 3, and witnessing Guy's death I could not help but feel touched, and I am a firm believer that people deserve a second chance and can change, just as Guy did. I was saddened that we did not get more time with the changed Guy so I wrote this little bit. It takes place after 3.10 when Robin and Guy discover they share a brother and start becoming a team. This is the first story I have ever posted so please be nice, constructive criticism welcome and any comments or reviews are greatly appreciated. Many thanks - Lady Nyermia**

Don't Look Back In Anger

The forest was quiet as the sun started to rise over the hill. The birds sang softly from the trees above and the mist rose off the dewy grass to be swept away by the gentle breeze. Robin stirred in his bed, noticing the first light. Looking around his camp, the rest of the gang were still fast asleep and then there was Guy, sleeping on the ground just outside of the camp shivering. Robin couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for him, since no one really trusted Guy he was not welcome to sleep in the camp. So he resorted to sleeping under one of the trees just outside the camp with only a ratty old blanket.

Robin hopped off his bed carrying an extra fur, and was about to place it over Guy when he awoke.

"I don't need your pity Hood."

Robin just shrugged and walked back to the camp carrying the fur. Slowly the rest of the Gang awoke and the morning bustle began.

Much stood over the fire preparing a breakfast stew. Kate, Tuck, and Little John stood over a map discussing strategies. Alone in the shadow sat Guy, watching from a far. He could not help but feel jealous over the family Robin and his out laws created. He knew he had done too many wrongs in his past to be forgiven or even trusted by any of them. He would be damned to a life of loneliness and he knew that, he tried not to care or even show he cared which was why he acted the way he did. But deep down it scared him, he really had no one. It was easier if he did not let any one in, because then he could not care and hurt. He could not handle any more hurt, especially after Marian.

"Robin!" Allan ran down the hill and into the camp panting for breath, the gang soon gathered around.

"What is it Allan?" came Djaqs concerned voice

"I was doing the usual scouting route and saw Isabella's men, they are escorting a wagon full of Locksley's livestock and grains, she has everything, and without it Locksley will sure starve. And that's not all I overheard the guards saying they would be meeting the other parties at the York crossing, with the villages of Cunn's and Esterbrook's good's as well. She plans on selling it all to an army of Prince Johns on the other side of the York River."

"How many guards were there with the wagon" Little John asked

"Two driving the team, and about 6 a foot."

Robin spoke up "And they were meeting at the York crossing?"

'Yes, but Robin, there would be two other wagons with the same amount of guards, we're looking at 24 guards and only 6 of us."

"Seven" Came Guy's voice as he stepped out of the shadow.

A silence settled over the gang as a few uneasy looks were shared.

Robin broke the silence "All right gang we know what we have to do. If we do not intercept these wagons before they leave the river, three villages will starve and die out. We cannot let that happen not to mention stopping more power from reaching Prince John. Much, Allan collect and sharpen all the swords. Kate, Little John melt the coins we have and make more arrow heads, we will need quite a few. Tuck, Guy with me, lets look over the map and mark out the best ambush route."

At the York crossing, three wagons with the symbols of Nottingham sat, along with three dozen guards lounging beside them. They were taking a brief break, waiting for the boat to arrive so they could unload the cargo.

"How long you reckon until the boat arrives?" asked one of the guards

"Not much longer, an hour or…" the second guards answer was cut short as an arrow pierced his chest.

"We're under attack! Its Hood and his outlaws" Bellowed the first guard

The guards quickly got situated as all chaos broke loose as Robin and his outlaws descended. The air was filled with the zipping of arrows, the clash of metal upon metal and the cries of the dying.

It was looking to turn into Robin's favour as more and more guards went down. He looked around for his gang; Allan and Little john were working together, bouncing guards off each other. Kate and Tuck were closing in on a group of guards, that's when Robin noticed Much, battling off two guards at once and not noticing the archer behind him. Robin reached behind for an arrow, only to grasp air. He was out of arrows, and more than 20 yards from Much, a sinking feeling filled Robin as he know he would not reach his friend in time, he cried out a warning.

"Much behind you!"

To be continued...

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