-1Brothers and Sisters

Chapter 1

This is my first ever attempt at fanfic, please excuse any problems.

I don't own Highlander and I don't make any money from this.

If I did I would drive a new car and Highlander would focus mainly on Methos!

Thanks, Scifigrocer

Methos, Duncan and Amanda were sitting in Joe's bar when they heard the door open with a bang.

Startled, they turned around to look at the newcomer. A young woman of about twenty-five with long, dark brown hair met their eyes and laughed "Sorry about the door, it slipped out of my hands" she said lightly. "No problem" answered Adam "it's quite windy out there".

As she walked up to the bar, Duncan and Adam returned to their discussion on music.

"Queen's the best", said Adam "take it from me I've heard all the greatest acts!"

"Impossible!" sputtered Duncan "the true greatest is the London Symphony Orchestra".

"Amanda, what's your opinion?" inquired Adam. "Amanda?"

Duncan and Methos looked puzzled when they realized that Amanda was still staring at the stranger who was now sitting at the bar with a drink and listening to Joe play Classical Gas. ?

"Amanda, what's wrong?" Duncan asked.

"That woman, something about her looks familiar" Amanda replied still looking at the stranger. "I don't know, she's pretty, but there's no buzz and nothing about her face rings a bell," Mac said, glancing at the stranger briefly.

Well, I'm going to find out straight from the source" Amanda declared

Rising from the table as she spoke, Amanda walked over and purred, "Excuse me dear, have we met before; you look familiar."

The young woman looked up and smiled, "I don't believe so, unless we have met on a dig somewhere. I'm an archeologist and I just got back from a year in China to try and get in touch with someone".

From their table, Adam and Duncan watched Amanda and the young woman talking. "Why do you think Manda thought she knew this lady?" Duncan asked Adam curiously. "Beats me" Adam responded, "I sure don't think I've ever met her before". Just then, Amanda looked over at them.

"Hey Adam, come here", she said.

Adam rolled his eyes and walked over, Duncan following a few steps behind. "How do you do", he said, "Adam Pierson, linguist at your service".

"I'm Anise Fellows; are you an archeologist as well as a linguist?" she said.

"Only an ardent amateur," Adam responded, "I focus much more on the linguistic side."

"Ah, but how would we know about the culture if the linguists didn't translate the writings" Anise replied gracefully.

"Adam, wait," Amanda exclaimed, "you and Anise have the same eyes!"

"What do you mean?" Adam asked, puzzled.

"Your eyes both seem to change colors when you speak", Amanda huffed impatiently, and "that's not exactly a normal thing in eye color".

"Amanda's right" Mac spoke up "you do have the same kind of eyes".

Anise looked at all of them carefully and then closed her eyes and looked like she was in deep concentration. Suddenly, Duncan and Amanda felt startled as they felt Anise giving off a strong buzz. "What manner of trick is this?" asked a flabbergasted Duncan as he felt Adam's Quickening grow stronger too and seem for just a minute to touch Anise's.

Then, just as suddenly, Anise's buzz disappeared and she looked at Adam. "So, I find you again after all these years" she said. "What do you mean?" demanded Adam in a startled voice.

"In a way I'm not surprised you don't know me even if your Quickening does" Anise responded. "The circumstances in which we last met were not ones to inspire happy memories."

"I'm your sister, Adam, or maybe I should say Methos.

What do you think? Please R&R.