Farewell
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Summary: Methos visits Alexa's grave…
Winter, it was too cold, too grey, and snow was falling gently from the sky. Methos walked into a cemetery, which was all too familiar, a bouquet of flowers clutched in one hand. Alexa was buried here…
As he approached the grave, Methos was trying hard not to cry. He remembered her as he would always, her laughter, her smile, and her caring nature… He looked upon the grave laying the flowers at the head of it. He then looked to the grave stone…
There were no dates. Just a name and a single word…
Alexa Bond
Beloved
Methos took off his gloves and touched the cold stone with his bare hands. He stood there for a long while in silence. He sniffed and removed his hand with a 'goodbye' and an 'I love you'. He replaced his gloves, and walked away into the night…
