“Alright I’ll see you tomorrow.” Marian said with a nod as she put her phone away and turned from the door. Well, it happened. She now had Robert Lockley’s number in her phone. Unlike any other time; she’d consider that a bad thing; but not this time. This time it wasn’t a big deal for her; he had proven to be less of a jerk and more of a, well general nice person. Hard to believe right? Even as she walked down the stairs, she couldn’t help but look over her shoulder and question exactly what was going on up stairs in that apartment.

Climbing into her car she started home, feeling all the more stressed about the situation. That was too close, she was at the scene and if anyone recognized her, her father would have a cow. But there were so many people with the same car as her in the big city and the guys looked like people she had never seen before; maybe there’d be too much celebration and staking out the hospital inspecting anyone who showed up with a bullet wound that they’d forgetting about the thief and the escape to really care. That would make life so much easier! 

It felt great to be home but that didn’t stop her from tossing and turning at night in concern for Robin. Hopefully he was alright; hopefully he’d take it easy and heal on his own. Hopefully…
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The next morning the blonde woke up and grabbed her phone, her attempt at sleeping was nearly non-existent and worry got the best of her. [i]How’s the bite?[/i] She texted him, knowing full well she’d be talking about the bullet. Sure, even if he didn’t get back to her until the evening, at least he’d know she was concerned like a good person would be… a good friend… a good team mate… a good girlf… no! Stop! None of that! Marian threw her blankets off her bed and climbed off the fluffy bed.

That same morning, Cassie was at Robert’s door. “Uncle Rob! Uncle Rob I know you’re mad but please listen! Listen! You may know a lot but I know something you don’t know!” Bang bang bang. “First off, you’re going to be late for getting ready for work if you don’t get up now. And secondly!” Her voice dropped as a smirk moved across her face. “Marian likes you. In a non-creepy sort of way… just like you like her.” Oh yeah, she was pulling that card with him. There was no doubt that Marian found Robin Hood attractive but that would be a good ego boost for her uncle to hear.

Getting ready, Marian was back in her office at 9am like normal. Her phone sitting next to her computer on silent awaiting a text back to make sure he was okay.  Hopefully… maybe, maybe he was still sleeping and recovering. Her lips wrapped around the silly lid of the coffee cup as she sat in a white blouse and black skirt staring at her screen. It’s a long shot but hopefully no one caught wind of her involvement last night; especially with how much the office was exploding about the news that Robin Hood got shot. [i]God, I hope he's alright...[/i]