GOOD TO BE ALIVE a Mac–Murdoc tale

by Elszy

MacGyver is looking forward to a good vacation, but his Nemesis Murdoc has other plans. With a broken leg, there is no fighting off Murdoc. How can MacGyver keep his head above water? Angst - H/C.

1. Chapter 1

GOOD TO BE ALIVE

(Minor spoiler warning: this is set after episode 6x20: trail of tears.)

No copyright infringement intended. MacGyver is not mine, I just like to write about him. This is my first Mac-fic. Please review!

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GOOD TO BE ALIVE - chapter 1

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Mac

I must have done something good to deserve this. Today, after three rainy and windy weeks, it's a beautiful day, a clear blue sky and it's fresh and sunny outside. Not only the weather is in favour of me, so is the Foundation. Seventeen days off! Seventeen whole days away from work. Life is good!

Pete sure was shocked when he saw the gunshot wound in my abdomen. It was a present from one of the goons who worked for New Plains Electric, when I tried to make Whitecloud see that a private act of terrorism was not the answer to his problems. I'm still not sure as to what really happened: a vision caused by what Whitecloud told me, a dream induced by pain from the gunshot wound, a wolf that must have been hiding in the abandoned mine, triggering chemical reactions in my mind... I don't know. Fact is that I've seen something that I won't forget. No matter if it's real or not. Not everything can always be explained by conventional science.

Anyway, when it was all over, doctor Jacobi yelled so much at Pete about me working on the edge and Pete being too demanding, that Pete could only give me time off - to be taken directly after I was declared fit for duty. 'Take time to process it all,' Jacobi had ordered me. If processing means fishing, good food and time to read and watch a movie, I'm going to comply!

There's a beautiful spot in the north of California, not far from where Harry used to live. An old friend of Harry owns it, and offered me once to use it if I wanted to take a break.

It's a long drive, but with this weather it's a treat. It's pretty cold, too cold actually to drive with the top of the Jeep down, but I rather put on an extra jacket than miss out on the great feeling of freedom, wind in my hair and the late October sun on my face. It sure is good to be alive.

(tbc)