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I was inspired by the lovely @padfootagain and her Masterlist. Go check her out! Her fanfictions are amazing.

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Jughead

Fight with a Snake

Lost and Found Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Sweet Pea

Bruised

Aramis

Just a casual affair

Strong and Desirable

An unforeseen rescue

The Seductive Power of an Honest Man

Will Scarlett

Rescue in a Heartbeat

Tincke

Still Standing

Floki

Ale and Dares

Louis Condé

Looking for a man

Five Hargreeves

The Fifth Musketeer

Monroe

Scary on the Outside but Soft on the Inside

Jamie Fraser

Scot in shining armour

Rescue in a Heartbeat ~ Will Scarlett x reader

Picture not mine

Word count: 1,829

Warnings: some violence

Summary: Robin and his gang go to save one of their friends and meet the reader. Will then saves her and takes her to their camp.

A/N: The last few days our internet connection didn’t work, so I started watching the BBC Robin Hood DVDs we have at home. I immediately fell in love with Will.

Cold. So horribly cold. The floor and walls were made of dirty, grey stones sucking all of the heat from my body sitting on the straw covered ground. Through the little slit of a window at the top of the room hardly any sunlight and therefore no heat entered this godforsaken hellhole. It was damp and smelt putrid. The prison of Nottingham Castle. The last place I had ever hoped to end up, especially at the mercy of the cruel sheriff and his goons.

Since the new sheriff had replaced Lord Edward working at the castle had changed from a wonderful, stable job to secure my family’s living to a maze full of death traps, every step, every decision could be a reason to be killed. And I prayed every day for King Richard’s return so he could free us from this evil. 

But now I needed to pray for my life and soul for as much as I knew I would never see the light of the next day. If I had overheard the jailer correctly I was to be hanged for treason. Supposedly I had tried to poison the sheriff.

I wasn’t the only one down here fearing for my life. A few cells away from me sat a man playing with a wooden tag around his neck. He was skinny, had blonde hair and a beard. His eyes were a bright blue and he was clad in somewhat worn out, dirty clothes in different earthy colours. The man had been brought in this morning and Gisborne had said something about a fateful end. So far he didn’t seem worried or scared for his life. It rather seemed like he was bored, waiting for something.

Just at that moment loud crashing and banging was to be heard from outside the prison door. This was my time, I was sure of it. This was the end. Scared for my life my eyes started to tear up, but when the heavy wooden door flew open unlike I expected guards didn’t wash in. Instead a handful of men similarily dressed to the man in the cell cane rushing in.

One of them was carrying a bow while most of the others held swords in their hands or at their sides. Quickly one of them closed the door behind them as the others made their way down the steps. Hearing the noise of them entering the man in the cell a little away from me stood up a slight grin on his face.

“Robin! Over here!”, he called out to get their attention. I knew who this was. It had to be Robin Hood and his companions, the outlaws that everyone was supposed to fear. “Allan!” The group of people rushed over to his cell. A few of them were nervously stepping from one foot to the other once in a while glancing towards the door.

One of Robin’s men, a rather young brunette, knelt down in front of the door to the cell and pulled an axe from his back starting to work on the hinges. I quietly sat there watching them. I knew they hadn’t come for me and they were already putting their lives on the line to save their comrade so I didn’t call out to the to help me out. I had accepted my fate.

Just as the door to the cell fell aside and their friend was freed heavy footsteps were audibly coming closer. Someone must’ve noticed them breaking in. “Quick, we have to get going!”, Robin exclaimed and the outlaws immediately sprung to their feet and rushed to the door. The first few of them had already left the room when the one man who had broken the hinges who was also trailing behind noticed me and stopped dead in his tracks. The footsteps were becoming louder and louder. Robin noticed that one of his friends was missing. Turning around he saw the young one staring at me.

“Will, we have to go! Come on!” Will ignored the words of his leader and called out: “We can’t just leave her here! Who knows what the sheriff and Gisborne will do to her.” He ran over to me and started hammering on to the hinges that kept my cell door up. “We have to go! Otherwise they’ll catch us!”, the famous archer pressed.

“Yes, he’s right”, I whispered, my voice rough from not having spoken for too long, causing the man in front of me to look up. He had the most beautiful, mesmerizing green eyes full of warmth. “Leave! Save yourselves! I’m not worth it.” But he refused, continuing his work.

In the meantime the shouting of the guards was right in front of the door and I could hear the clashing of metal on metal as the outlaws fought for their life. Finally my cell door fell to the floor and Will quickly pulled me up and along through the prison door causing me to stumble over my own feet. Luckily he had held onto me tight and prevented me from falling. The others kept fighting to clear us some headstart but soon they were sprinting next to us out of the castle and into Sherwood Forest.

Running through the forest and undergrowth wasn’t easy for me especially after sitting for so long. I kept stumbling over my own feet, over branches and over stones. So after a while the tallest of the group who was carrying a staff came over to me and motioned to me to hop on his back so he could take me piggy-back. This way I wouldn’t slow the group down and we could lose the guards that were riding after us. When I jumped on the man’s back I saw Will in my peripheral field of vision watching me. His eyes grew sad and his jaw clenched.

After a few more minutes of running the horses weren’t audible anymore. “We’re almost there”, Robin informed me and he was right. Not more than one or two minutes later I was set onto the ground and walked into the outlaw camp. Seeing the interior I was amazed what could be built out her in the woods. I turned in a circle in awe admiring the work of a true master.

The smallest of the gang came up to me and took my by the hand. “Come with me”, she said smiling warmly at me. I followed her into a separate room with multiple makeshift beds. “How are you doing? Are you hurt?” I shook my head. “No, I’m a little cold and tired but I’m not hurt.” “Good”, she said, “here, you can take this bed. I’ll quickly get you something to drink that will warm you up and make you sleep peaceful.”

Then she disappeared out of the room. I sat down on the bed she had pointed out to me and pulled one of the blankets over my tired body. The woman in disguise came back in with a cup that she handed to me. I quickly drank the liquid, which didn’t taste of much, and soon I drifted of into sleep, finally being able to rest from the excitement of the past few days.

“Wake up. Wake up.” I heard someone softly call out to me and gently shake me awake. Slowly but surely my eyelids fluttered open to reveal the roof of the camp and the attractive face of the man named Will. When he saw my eyes opening he grinned and let go of my shoulders. I slowly pushed myself up into a sitting position and then stretched.

“How are you feeling?” “Good”, I replied before yawning. He chuckled. “I’m Will by the way”, he introduced himself before he stood up from his crouching position. “(Y/n).” “What a beautiful name.” His words made me blush. Will held out his hand to me. “Come, dinner’s finished.” I took his outstretched hand and he pulled me up.

When he walked out to a fire place I followed him. The other outlaws were already sitting around the fire, each of them a bowl of stew and a piece of bread in their hands. “Guys, this is (Y/n)”, Will introduced me to everyone. I smiled at them shyly. “(Y/n), this is Little John, Djaq, Robin, Allan and our amazing cook Much.” At that last part the others had to chuckle. Much gave me some food and I sat down next to Will on a log.

Before I started eating I cleared my throat catching everyone’s attention. “I wanted to thank all of you for risking you lives to rescue me from that hellhole.” There were multiple murmurs of ‘No problem’ and ‘Of course we would’. “Why were you down there in the first place?”, Much asked. “Much!”, the others scalded him for asking such a question. “It’s fine. It’s a justified question. Uhm... well, I was accused to have tried to poison the sheriff when I brought him his food. Which is a false claim”, I explained. They gave me understanding looks.

After having eaten the seven of us stayed sitting around the fire immersed in a conversation about the reigning injustice. It was starting to get dark. As I only wore my thin dress I started shivering. Will must’ve noticed as he pulled me closer to him draping his dark wool cloak over the both of us. His arm rested around my shoulders lending me additional warmth. That gesture of his made me smile softly. I think I began to truly like him.

One after the other the others left and headed to bed. Now Will and I were the only ones sitting around the fire. After a moment of silence I turned so I could properly look at the young man sitting next to me. My movement tore him out of his thoughts as well. He looked down at me smiling. I was somewhat scared of what I was about to do, but it was now or never.

“I wanted to thank you separately for saving my life.” This caused him to tilt his head in both curiosity and confusion. I gathered all my courage, hoping he felt the same way. Then I leaned up and kissed him.

When I pulled back I saw Will’s flustered, blushing face. He was starting to grin goofily. Will carefully took my hands into his rough ones. “I... I think I love you”, he told me looking away shyly. I rested one of my hands on his somewhat scruffy cheek and made him look back at me. “I think I love you too”, I confessed, which made him sigh in relief like he was scared that I would push him away. “Will... will you stay here with me?” “Yes”, I replied beaming widely, “I wouldn’t have anywhere else to go anyway.” The two of us stayed there, sitting on a log cuddling until the fire burned out to glowing embers.