Disclaimers: They're not my characters I am just using them for a while.
Summary: Methos thoughts about Connor
Title: They never knew
When it happened everyone was shocked and surprised. Connor was dead; some mad
man had cut his head of. It wasn't meant to happen this way. He and I were meant to
be together for decades, centuries even. As it turned out we only had a few years
together. No-one even knew we were together apart from his son John. That is what got
Connor killed. His emotions got the better of him. If he was dead, oh never mind. I miss him,
a child of 480 years and I miss him. It was different with Connor though; he was one of the
few people who truly understood me. Duncan tried not to judge me, but his moral code is
something he lives by, he judges me by that. It is also something that will get him killed.
Now Duncan has part of Connor inside him, and there is no difference in his personality.
Usually when someone takes such a forceful quickening it alters your personality a bit. With
Duncan nothing altered and that's what makes me wonder a bit. Did Connor really die after all ?
As much I wish he was alive his not. Connor is dead and I wish he was still alive. If Joseph could
see me now he would laugh at me. I'm the oldest man alive and I am mourning the loss of someone
I knew for such a short period of time. If only I had the time to tell him how I really felt. Three little
words, they were so hard to say when he was alive. Now I find myself saying them to his grave.
Methos leant over the table to grab hold of the beer bottle. He took another swig of the beer and cradles
it in his hand like it some kind of a lifeline Duncan's starting to wonder, why I have not called him for a while.
He still goes to Joe's bar, and he still owns that little barge of his. I learnt a long time ago that I owed no one
an explanation of myself, least of all Duncan. If he wanted to know where I was, let him come and look for me.
The mood I'm in he won't get very far. A few years ago I heard a rumour that Connor had taken the quickening
of a magician, a very powerful one. So which leads me to think an impossible thought. Did Connor create the biggest illusion of all time? If he did, why did he do it? Maybe it's wishful thinking, but deep down I know his alive.
If Connor chose to come I'll ask him why he did it. No that's quite true. I want to know why he done it to me. I he comes back, perhaps I will be able to know the answer to my question. Why do I miss him so much? It feels as
though a piece of my heart and soul has gone. I know it sounds overly romantic. It crept up on me. Methos the romantic, when I change that much. Connor, that's when it all changed for me. Until Connor does come back I'll
keep my suspicions to myself.
I have all the time in the world
Summary: Methos thoughts about Connor
Title: They never knew
When it happened everyone was shocked and surprised. Connor was dead; some mad
man had cut his head of. It wasn't meant to happen this way. He and I were meant to
be together for decades, centuries even. As it turned out we only had a few years
together. No-one even knew we were together apart from his son John. That is what got
Connor killed. His emotions got the better of him. If he was dead, oh never mind. I miss him,
a child of 480 years and I miss him. It was different with Connor though; he was one of the
few people who truly understood me. Duncan tried not to judge me, but his moral code is
something he lives by, he judges me by that. It is also something that will get him killed.
Now Duncan has part of Connor inside him, and there is no difference in his personality.
Usually when someone takes such a forceful quickening it alters your personality a bit. With
Duncan nothing altered and that's what makes me wonder a bit. Did Connor really die after all ?
As much I wish he was alive his not. Connor is dead and I wish he was still alive. If Joseph could
see me now he would laugh at me. I'm the oldest man alive and I am mourning the loss of someone
I knew for such a short period of time. If only I had the time to tell him how I really felt. Three little
words, they were so hard to say when he was alive. Now I find myself saying them to his grave.
Methos leant over the table to grab hold of the beer bottle. He took another swig of the beer and cradles
it in his hand like it some kind of a lifeline Duncan's starting to wonder, why I have not called him for a while.
He still goes to Joe's bar, and he still owns that little barge of his. I learnt a long time ago that I owed no one
an explanation of myself, least of all Duncan. If he wanted to know where I was, let him come and look for me.
The mood I'm in he won't get very far. A few years ago I heard a rumour that Connor had taken the quickening
of a magician, a very powerful one. So which leads me to think an impossible thought. Did Connor create the biggest illusion of all time? If he did, why did he do it? Maybe it's wishful thinking, but deep down I know his alive.
If Connor chose to come I'll ask him why he did it. No that's quite true. I want to know why he done it to me. I he comes back, perhaps I will be able to know the answer to my question. Why do I miss him so much? It feels as
though a piece of my heart and soul has gone. I know it sounds overly romantic. It crept up on me. Methos the romantic, when I change that much. Connor, that's when it all changed for me. Until Connor does come back I'll
keep my suspicions to myself.
I have all the time in the world