Title: Abby and Parry Normal Go on a Date
Category: BTVS/Highlander crossover
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the demented plot. All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon, etc. All Highlander characters belong to Davis Panzer Productions, etc.
Author Notes:
1) Sequel to Conversations with an Older Man
2) Richie didn't die (obviously).
3) This series is set two years after BTVS series finale. The BTVS part is an alternate universe with minor supporting characters of my own creation (but they're very friendly).
4) There is a bit of violence (but no worse than what you see on either show).
5) Dawn only knows Methos by his Adam Pierson alias.
Chapter 1
"They're so cute when they're like that," Methos said.
"She must be tired if she can sleep through Muddy Waters," Joe Dawson added.
Richie Ryan exited the washroom and walked over to the two men. He was about to ask what they were doing when he realized who was the object of their attention.
Dawn Summers sat at a secluded table under the stairs. A half eaten sandwich was on a plate by the stack of books she was using as a pillow. She muttered something incoherent.
"What did she say?" Richie asked.
"I think it was Latin for 'Why are you wearing cheese?'," Methos replied then noticed his friends' looks. "Hey, it's her dream. I think she better be careful, or she might overstudy. She needs to relax. Go to a movie or something."
Joe shook his head then went over to the sleeping waitress. "Dawn, wake up."
"Mensa secunda mea flagrat!" she blurted out as she suddenly sat straight up.
"My dessert is on fire," Methos translated.
A blush slowly crept up Dawn's throat and face as she woke up completely. "Please tell me I didn't snore."
"It was the Latin subtitles that were interesting," Methos smiled.
"Things have slowed down. Why don't you go home?" Joe said.
"No, I'm fine," she said.
"I'm not letting you get run down. Go home and get some sleep," Joe insisted. "Richie, would you mind driving her back to the university?"
"Sure," Richie said.
"I can take the bus," Dawn protested.
"You'll fall asleep and miss your stop five times," Joe said.
"It's not a problem," Richie grinned. "Just let me get my jacket."
A few minutes later, they left. Joe headed back to the bar watched closely by Methos.
"Could you give her a ride home?" Methos smirked.
"She should go to a movie?" Joe countered with a raised eyebrow.
"So much for non-interference," Methos shrugged.
"Thanks for the ride," Dawn said as Richie pulled to a stop.
"It's my pleasure," he replied. "When's your Latin test?"
"The day after tomorrow," she sighed. "Thank god it's the last of my midterms."
"Adam thinks you're going to overstudy, and I think he's right," Richie commented. "There's a Mel Brooks retrospective at the revival theater downtown. I was going to see Young Frankenstein tomorrow. Would you like to join me?"
"Well, I was going to study," Dawn admitted.
"How about a compromise?" Richie proposed. "You sleep in, have a nice brunch, study for a little while at the downtown library and meet me at Duncan's dojo. The theater is within walking distance. We can grab a bite to eat, see the movie and have you home by 10:00."
She blinked. "Wow, you really thought about this, huh?"
"Pretty much since we left Joe's," he confessed. "So, is it a date?"
She thought for a moment then said, "Sure, it's a date."