Sing me a song

Chapter 1

"Grab a beer, Joe, will you?" said Methos walking into Joe's bar, before looking around and suddenly pausing in surprise. The bar was more crowded than he had ever seen it in all the times he had been there.

"Well, look who decided to show up!" exclaimed McLeod.

"What happened here?" asked Methos taking a seat next to Duncan and Richie, who were sitting at a table right in front of the stage.

"Didn't Joe tell you?" Richie sat up and ran his fingers through his hair. "…about the new singer?"

Methos scratched his head, but before he could answer, Joe came up from behind him, pulled out a chair and gave him his beer with a growl.

"Yeah, I did, but he never listens to me!" he said and sat down with them.

"Hey, I got a lot on my mind!" Methos protested.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sure. Kid's talking about this new girl who's gonna sing here tonight" replied Joe.

"Oh, I see, a girl… That's why our Richie here is all dressed up then?" Methos smiled playfully. Richie tensed and Duncan came to his rescue.

"She's supposed to be very good, you know. She's impressed Joe already" he said.

Joe turned to him, "I knew her mother, Nora Brandon. She was a Watcher. Didn't know she could sing until I ran into her a few days ago. Hell, I didn't even recognize her; I hadn't seen her in years. Richie met her too, he was with me. I think they hit it off well, if you ask me…!"

"Come on, Joe!" shouted Richie.

"I take it she's attractive then, huh? What's her name?" Methos turned to Joe.

"Angela. And she's definitely grown since I last saw her" Joe answered. "Ah! There she is", he said pointing to the stage.

A girl with straight, blonde, asymmetrical bob and big brown eyes, dressed in jeans and a black T-shirt came on stage and stood in front of the microphone. She wasn't extraordinarily beautiful, but something about her was inexplicably attractive. The band started to play a familiar tune and then she opened her mouth...

And the voice that came out was unmistakably angelic, as she started to sing the first notes of "Poor Man's Moody Blues". Methos was pleasantly surprised with Joe's discovery. Her voice was so melodic, that it felt like it was the only thing that existed in the world. Her eyes were closed as she was holding the microphone on the stand.

"All the nights that I've missed you
all the nights without end
All the times that I've called you
Only needing a friend…"

Methos literally couldn't take his eyes off of her. Her voice was filling the room. And when she sang: "Now your eyes shine with beauty/ that I missed long ago", she opened her eyes, which wondered through the room and found the Immortal's party, only to stay fixed on them until she was done singing.

The deafening sound of the applause was a rude awakening for Methos. She sang another song after that and then she came down from the stage, and headed right for their table.

She smiled happily, flipped her hair back and put her hand on Joe's shoulder.

"So, how was I?" she asked.

"Better than ever kid" said Joe. "Have a seat. Do you know everyone?"

Angela took a seat next to Joe and Duncan and across Richie and Methos.

"Um, I know Richie", she said and waved at him, "and… No, that's it!"

"I'm Duncan McLeod" said the highlander and shook her hand.

"The Highlander…?" she exclaimed. "My mother told me about you."

"Yeah, he's pretty famous among the Watchers" Joe turned to Methos. "And you'll never believe who this guy is…"

"Joe!" Methos interrupted him.

"Hey, it's fine, who's she gonna tell?"

Methos sighed, leaned forward and took her hand, "Fine. My name is Methos, how do you do?"

"Methos?" her eyes widened. "As in…?"

"Yep", he said simply.

"Oh. Whoa. You, um… You don't look that old".

"Or wise, for that matter" mumbled Richie, but Angela ignored him.

"Part of my charm" smiled Methos, "I love the way you sing by the way".

"I'm glad" she answered, smiling back. "Well, I have to go back up there now" she said, getting on her feet. "Do you have any requests?"

"Oh, no, don't ask him!" the other three said in unison.

Angela chuckled. "Why, does he have bad taste?"

"Don't pay attention to them, they're just teasing" said Methos. "Requests, you say?" He leaned back in his chair. " How about Queen?"

Angela didn't answer. Instead, she gave him another wicked smile and turned on her heels. She got on the stage and spoke with the band for a few minutes. After a while, the band started to play and she returned to her spot in front of the microphone. Suddenly she lifted her head and sang: "Can anybody find me somebody to love?" The applause was loud and she seamed to enjoy it, as she continued singing. This time she was more playful and energetic. She took the microphone from the stand and started to dance around the stage to the rhythm:

"Somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat..."

Suddenly, as she sang: "I just gotta get out of this prison cell/Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!" she stood still, capturing anyone in the audience that wasn't already enchanted by her.

As the song ended, she took a bow and returned to the table.

"How was that?" she asked, eyes fixed on Methos.

"Amazing", he answered before anyone else got a chance to talk.