Disclaimers: A poem that Connor left behind after his death.
When Methos came into the bar, Joe motioned for him to come over. Methos went straight over to Joe. God he looks awful though Joe to himself. Joe handed him a letter that Connor had sent to him a few days before his death.
"What is this," asked Methos turning the envelope over in his hand.
"Connor sent this to me a few days ago. He asked me to give this to you if anything happened to him," answered Joe as he went to serve another customer and let Methos open the letter in private.
Adam,
You're reading this letter so I assume I am now dead. All that I wish is that it was quick. If it was slow, well who wants to know about that? I sent this to your watcher friend Joe in case I was killed. I knew that it would happen, but I had no idea of knowing when. I sent this to you in the hope that it gives you a little comfort.
As we see it to be
Death is the next stage
It is just on the next floor
I will remain as I always have
We will remain together in our love
As we did when I lived
Never forget who I am
Talk to me when you feel lonely
Treat me no differently in death
Do not pretend to be grieving
Joke with others and laugh with others
Always be happy when you think of me
Never let my name become a crossword
My name should mean all that is used to do
Be joyful and happy after I have gone
Life moves on as it did before
Nothing has changed; life remains as it always was
I may not be with you in body, but in sprit I am waiting
I will wait for you on the next level up
All is as we see it my love
Connor
Methos folded up the letter and put it into his top pocket. He got the bartenders attention and ordered a beer. When he received his beer he moved away from the bar and sat at a table in the corner of the room. Thinking of what had gone before and what was coming after.