Robin Hood Fic: 2 and 1 pt 2
Two things he’d die if she said, and one he’d die to hear.
Part the Second
Fandom: Robin Hood
Ships: Will/Djaq with implied Djaq/Allan and Djaq/OC
Genre: First two parts are angstfests, and the third is just cute happy fluff. There is a fourth deleted scene-style part too which is just pure crack.
Summary: There is one that Djaq loves more than the others. Three ways the scene from the episode 12 trailer could go.
Spoilers: Only for the season 2 episode 12 trailer
Rating: Safe
This scenario does NOT fit Djaq’s timeline at ALL but it’s a little late to be thinking about that now…
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“So that’s settled,” Much said. “We’re going to the Holy Land. Again.”
Robin leant back against the wall of the barn. “We get out of here, get back to camp, gather what we need, and we leave.”
“What about Marian?” Allan asked. “For that matter, what about me?”
“You I don’t let out of my sight,” Robin said. “And Marian… she’ll be safe here with Gisbourne and the Sheriff gone.”
Will looked up. “Are you even going to tell her you’re leaving?”
Robin paused for a moment before sadly shaking his head. “There’s no time.”
“I’m not bein’ funny,” Allan said, “but if I was engaged to someone and was about to run off to the Holy Land, I’d tell the girl.”
Silence fell upon the gang. Robin stood and walked to the other side of the barn, peering out through the cracks in the wall.
“What’d I say?” Allan asked.
“They’ve been here before,” Much said quietly. “All of this has happened before. And it’ll happen again, if the King remains away. He knows it, she knows it. This pointless war will kill them.” He stood as well and joined his friend. The silence returned, the four still huddled around the small fire exchanging worried glances.
Djaq took a deep breath. “I can’t go back,” she whispered.
“Why not?” Little John asked. “You love your people, your homeland?”
“Yes, I do. I do love my people. But… there is one I love more than the others,” she said, not taking her eyes from Will’s bowed head. He looked up at her, confusion plain on his face.
She smiled, no humour in the smile. “Or loved, I should say.”
Will stared silently at her.
“Who?” Allan asked, his surprise showing.
Djaq’s eyes remained locked with Will’s. “My husband.”
“HUSBAND?” the three men exclaimed.
“You are married?” Little John asked unbelievingly.
“We were young, and our parents wanted it. When we met… I knew I needed to love him. So I did. We became very close… when he went to war I thought my heart would break. And then he disappeared. Nobody knew what happened. So I went home, helped my brother and my father, and when they died… you know the rest.” She and Will had still not broken eye contact. Little John and Allan shared a worried look. This could not end well.
“Why didn’t you tell m- ” Will finally broke eye contact. “Why didn’t you tell us?” he mumbled, looking to the floor.
Djaq’s eyes lowered as well. “I don’t know. I thought I would never go home again. I thought even if he was still alive, he would have given me up for dead. He may have even remarried by now. And it was a long time ago.”
“You still should have told us,” Will said. “Things would have been… different.”
Little John stood, pulling Allan with him. “We will be over there, talking with Robin,” he said, dragging a reluctant Allan behind him.
Djaq sat in silence for a few minutes, waiting for Will to say something, do something. “I’m sorry, Will. But I didn’t want to tell you. I… I wanted to…”
Will’s head came up and he smile. It was an obviously forced smile for her benefit. His face was tight and his eyes were full of tears. “You shouldn’t be apologising. I should be the one doing that. I shouldn’t have… If I’d known you loved someone else… You must think I’m so stupid, so selfish, so -”
Djaq reached over and placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked at her hand as if it were an alien thing.
“You are the best man I have ever known, Will. And I do love you. But I couldn’t go back unless I told you. You had to know. What if he is still waiting for me?”
Will relaxed slightly and placed a hand over hers. “Would you go back to him?”
Djaq paused. “I don’t know. Part of me wants to. But the rest of me could never be happy in that life anymore.”
Will looked deep into her eyes. “Stay. Stay with me.” His heart broke into a million pieces as he sat and watched her say nothing in reply.
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Part the Second
Fandom: Robin Hood
Ships: Will/Djaq with implied Djaq/Allan and Djaq/OC
Genre: First two parts are angstfests, and the third is just cute happy fluff. There is a fourth deleted scene-style part too which is just pure crack.
Summary: There is one that Djaq loves more than the others. Three ways the scene from the episode 12 trailer could go.
Spoilers: Only for the season 2 episode 12 trailer
Rating: Safe
This scenario does NOT fit Djaq’s timeline at ALL but it’s a little late to be thinking about that now…
~~~^~~~
“So that’s settled,” Much said. “We’re going to the Holy Land. Again.”
Robin leant back against the wall of the barn. “We get out of here, get back to camp, gather what we need, and we leave.”
“What about Marian?” Allan asked. “For that matter, what about me?”
“You I don’t let out of my sight,” Robin said. “And Marian… she’ll be safe here with Gisbourne and the Sheriff gone.”
Will looked up. “Are you even going to tell her you’re leaving?”
Robin paused for a moment before sadly shaking his head. “There’s no time.”
“I’m not bein’ funny,” Allan said, “but if I was engaged to someone and was about to run off to the Holy Land, I’d tell the girl.”
Silence fell upon the gang. Robin stood and walked to the other side of the barn, peering out through the cracks in the wall.
“What’d I say?” Allan asked.
“They’ve been here before,” Much said quietly. “All of this has happened before. And it’ll happen again, if the King remains away. He knows it, she knows it. This pointless war will kill them.” He stood as well and joined his friend. The silence returned, the four still huddled around the small fire exchanging worried glances.
Djaq took a deep breath. “I can’t go back,” she whispered.
“Why not?” Little John asked. “You love your people, your homeland?”
“Yes, I do. I do love my people. But… there is one I love more than the others,” she said, not taking her eyes from Will’s bowed head. He looked up at her, confusion plain on his face.
She smiled, no humour in the smile. “Or loved, I should say.”
Will stared silently at her.
“Who?” Allan asked, his surprise showing.
Djaq’s eyes remained locked with Will’s. “My husband.”
“HUSBAND?” the three men exclaimed.
“You are married?” Little John asked unbelievingly.
“We were young, and our parents wanted it. When we met… I knew I needed to love him. So I did. We became very close… when he went to war I thought my heart would break. And then he disappeared. Nobody knew what happened. So I went home, helped my brother and my father, and when they died… you know the rest.” She and Will had still not broken eye contact. Little John and Allan shared a worried look. This could not end well.
“Why didn’t you tell m- ” Will finally broke eye contact. “Why didn’t you tell us?” he mumbled, looking to the floor.
Djaq’s eyes lowered as well. “I don’t know. I thought I would never go home again. I thought even if he was still alive, he would have given me up for dead. He may have even remarried by now. And it was a long time ago.”
“You still should have told us,” Will said. “Things would have been… different.”
Little John stood, pulling Allan with him. “We will be over there, talking with Robin,” he said, dragging a reluctant Allan behind him.
Djaq sat in silence for a few minutes, waiting for Will to say something, do something. “I’m sorry, Will. But I didn’t want to tell you. I… I wanted to…”
Will’s head came up and he smile. It was an obviously forced smile for her benefit. His face was tight and his eyes were full of tears. “You shouldn’t be apologising. I should be the one doing that. I shouldn’t have… If I’d known you loved someone else… You must think I’m so stupid, so selfish, so -”
Djaq reached over and placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked at her hand as if it were an alien thing.
“You are the best man I have ever known, Will. And I do love you. But I couldn’t go back unless I told you. You had to know. What if he is still waiting for me?”
Will relaxed slightly and placed a hand over hers. “Would you go back to him?”
Djaq paused. “I don’t know. Part of me wants to. But the rest of me could never be happy in that life anymore.”
Will looked deep into her eyes. “Stay. Stay with me.” His heart broke into a million pieces as he sat and watched her say nothing in reply.
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