Six Months after the events of Highlander: Methos, the Hunted, Still enraged by the loss of his Barge Duncan Macleod left Paris to spend time in Glenfinnan as Methos and Jenna Delcamo returned to New York together, after a brief stay in New York the two Immortals left for a vacation in Miami, Florida.
After an encounter with another immortal, Jenna left Methos to spend some time on her own away from Methos who by this time had become to be a little more unstable around her, more protective and possessive of her, fearing for her own safety she left Miami.
Highlander: Methos, The Hunter
Manchester, England.
The city centre of Manchester, a large busy metropolis of commerce and retail. Threw the chaos of the busy centre a lone immortal sat on a cold metal bench in the hot summer sun as the shoppers and employees of the various companies went about their daily business while she sat and watched mortal man with a sole tear in her eye.
In the distance a young woman pushed a pram around the large fountain in the middle of a large parkland square, smiling she watched as the baby, barely a year old held out her toy doll and dropped it in front of her out of site of the child's mother, with a smile she picked up the toy doll and followed the mother until she caught up with her.
"Excuse me Miss, your daughter dropped this doll"
"Ohh, thank you miss"
"Not a problem"
With a smile she bent down and handed the toy too the youngster before standing up and looking at the mother.
"She's gorgeous…"
"Thank you miss" She replied with a smile.
"Have a good day miss…"
Smiling she turned and left the fountain with a single tear still in her eye, she could not help but think of what her own daughter would look like, had she been able to have a child of her own.
From the distance a voice called out too her as she stopped and froze at the sound of a male voice calling her name, slowly she turned too see a well dressed man waving and running past the trams that ran threw city centre. Quickly he closed the distance as her face illuminated as recognition rapidly rang threw her face.
"Johnny? Holly crap is that you?"
"Jenny, damn you look… perfect, but then you, you always did"
Quickly she dropped her bag and wrapped her arms around the man before her and kissed him softly on his check, slowly she pulled back from the embrace and looked into his eyes.
"Damn it, Johnny… what the hell happened?"
"I got older Jenny… Some of us don't live forever" He replied.
"Damn it John…"
"Babe I was joking… Listen I gotta make a quick run, business you know?"
"Business? What the hell are you talking about?"
"Jenn don't you know? Of course you don't what am I thinking? I'm a security consultant, my office runs half the security in this place"
Unable too contain herself she broke into laughter as she stepped back and looked at him wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Security? You joking me?"
"Nope, can you believe some pratt hired me for security?" He replied while laughing.
"I know… do they know about your… former job?"
"Yep… As a matter of fact Jenn who better to advise them on security then someone who used to, well you get the idea. Look I'm running late, I really gotta go, hey come with me, this will only take five, ten minutes tops and then we'll go for coffee or something?"
"I'd like that John, thanks"
With a smile she threw her bag over her shoulder then wrapped her arm around his waist as they walked towards a small department store. John was right, the repair on the security system only lasted ten minutes, once the problem was found it was simply a matter of correctly installing a new recorder device on the main system while Jenny as she was known too him sat on a chair outside the security room while a security guard that he knew well watched her from the corner of his eye.
"John, who's the babe?"
"What?"
"The smoking hot babe you came in with… are you two…"
With his hands the short, overweight, ginger security guard made what appeared to be a sexual motion with his hands as John stood and shook his head slowly before turning back too the red headed immortal awaiting him out side the room.
"Jenny? no… I used to date her… her sister about ten, fifteen years ago. Jenny was this sweet little kid who, well that's all in the past"
With a half cocked grin the security guard looked back at her replied.
"So she's single… Hey you think I have a shot?"
"With Jenn?" John laughed "She, lets just say your not her type… if you follow me?"
His eyes searched for a meaning until they opened wider as he got the wrong idea.
"Ohh…"
Yet another sexual motion with his hands as John tried to hold in his laughter yet failing miserably as he laughed out loud at the security guard as his face illuminated even more at the insinuation he himself drew up.
"So John, what's her sis look like, I haven't met your wife"
"Well we broke up years ago, but Jenn looks just like her, even the smile…"
"So why the hell did you two break up?"
A dark cloud seemed to drop over John as he picked up his bag and replied.
"She had… issues, she'd lost someone… very violently and was looking for closure, almost to the point of revenge. And I couldn't compete or give her that. Anyway Jimmy the system shouldn't give you anymore problems, if it does you have my office number, well I gotta shoot off"
With a smile he closed up the security unit and left the room as his immortal companion stood and picked up her bag with a smile while John and the security guard walked towards her.
"Are you done John?"
"Yep… now I owe you a coffee"
With a little sexual innuendo Jimmy, the security guard reached into his pocket and handed her a piece of paper with his name and phone number as he spoke.
"If you ever turn too guys… call me, I'm here too help"
John could barely hold his laughter as she took the piece of paper with a questioning look in her eyes, quickly they turned and left the department store as she looked at John.
"What the hell was that about?"
"He was asking about his chances…"
"So you told him I was into women?" She quickly replied.
"NO, although I may have mentioned something…"
"Okay once, but that was back in 64"
"1964?"
"No… hey I was lonely…"
With a smile he turned and looked at her as she could barely hold her laughter.
"Wait, you? When?"
"Try 1664... Shit John it was a different time… why do you think the beer is… never mind?"
"Kronenburg… sometimes I forget how old you really are"
Ten minutes later…
Jenna and John sat facing each other in a large coffee shop as they talked about the past few years.
"So, did you ever find that guy who killed your husband?"
"Yeah, I did. But it was the wrong guy…"
Her gaze turned dark as she looked up at her mortal former lover as she spoke with what tasted like a blood lust at the back of her throat.
"I almost… did it, but it was the wrong guy. It wasn't Duncan Macleod but a guy named Anders, but Macleod finished what I started and he became my teacher shortly after, he also learned a lot from me"
She winked at him causing John to roll his eyes slightly, part of him was jealous yet he pushed past it and listened to the story she was telling him.
To a mortal it was a fantastic story of magic and immortal beings, amazing power and a gruesome death. If it was anyone else, even his own beloved wife he would have called a doctor right away for fear of delusion and mental illness, yet ten years ago he saw this true power for himself, he saw the quickening.
Ten Years Ago…
The hills seemed to go on forever as John could barely hold his breath, the love of his, Jenny ran up the last hill as she called too him too suck it up and keep up as he panted and fell at her feet.
"How the hell do you have this much damned energy I don't know babe"
"Years of practice… look at that"
Catching his breath he dropped his back pack and looked at the rolling hills, crystal clear skies and full moon before him, it was something that almost left him breathless as he reached into his pocket for the small velvet box.
With a smile he gulped down and stepped in her view as he spoke.
"You know babe… Jennifer… these last few months have been… amazing"
Slowly he knelt down on one knee and looked deep into her eyes with a smile.
"I've been planning this for weeks, waiting for the right time. Jennifer Delcamo… Will you Marry…"
His sentence trailed off as he looked at her, her eyes trailed off as they scanned the hill in front and behind her. Quickly she reached into her bag as a voice called out from behind them.
"Well isn't this sweet… you soften her up, I'll screw her over"
Quickly John jumped too his feet and stepped in front of her as a large man approached the two with what appeared to be a sword in hand.
"Aww, catch you at a bad time?"
With a focused look in his eyes John stepped forward, his fists clenched as the tall dark man spoke.
"It's been a long time miss… or are you going to get rid of this mortal cannon fodder and face me?"
Jennifer pushed past John with sword in hand, much too his surprise and replied.
"Cannon fodder? Have you been reading again Moron? I thought I warned you about that"
Anger swelled in the large man's face as he swung a large broad sword around at John's head only to be blocked by Jenny's blade. Petrified John jumped back and grabbed his bag and pulled out a large Bowie knife to defend himself, yet from the corner of his eye he saw his girlfriend, the young woman who wouldn't't hurt a fly blocking his sword and attacking with expert ease a man twice her size until she rammed her sword hard and deep into his heart. John stopped in shock as she looked at him with tears in her eyes.
"Don't worry, we can hide the bo…"
He was just about too finish his sentence as she turned and whipped her sword around and severed his head with one strike, John's eyes opened wide almost falling from his head as she looked around, he was about to run away as she spoke.
"Johnny… please, I can explain…"
Thunder drew his eyes to the clear starry skies as clouds formed from nowhere and lightening bolts crashed threw the skies and hit her hard, breaking into a run he was about to grab her as another bolt hit her hard yet far from the pain of a lightening bolt hitting her she screamed in pleasure as the ground around her burst into flames while more lightening bolts echoed from the skies in rapid fire and stuck her. Slowly the storm passed into clear skies as John looked on in amazement and terror at what he had just seen, with a smile and tears in her eyes Jennifer looked at as he raised the Bowie knife in self defence.
"John… Johnny, it's not what you think"
"What the hell do you mean it's not what I think, you cut off that guy's damned Head"
Quickly she dropped her sword and slowly walked towards him with her hands held up, as he held the knife out in front of him, with a sigh she closed the distance and grabbed the large military style blade and pushed it deep into her stomach, John screamed as she blood poured the wound while she fell to the ground hard as her eyes rolled up into the top of her head and breathed her last breath.
"JENNY! Oh my god, please don't die"
With his hands shaking and her blood on his hands he pulled the large knife from her stomach and collapsed next too her as he grabbed his head and began to weep.
What happened next baffled him as the body of the woman he loved took a deep breath and sat up next too him. Jumping almost out of his skin he leapt too his feet as she stood up next too him.
"What the hell? You where dead!"
"Only for a moment… but I'm better now" She replied with a joke.
"What the hell are you?"
She had had this conversation many times in her long immortal life, but somehow this conversation was one she was not looking forward too, John was a fan science fiction but what he had just witnessed will change his reality forever. Smiling she sat on the grass and motioned for him too sit next too her as she began to tell him the truth about her, what she was and what he had just seen.
After half an hour of explaining everything too him, he was fascinated by what she had told him as his eyes searched hers for the truth.
"So you're like immortal? I knew something was different about you, but this is insane"
"It's the truth Johnny… I was bornin the fifteenth century in France, kind of like Conan you know?… born on the battlefield. For the last forty years I've been searching for the man who killed my husband in cold blood, but then I met you… everything changed"
With a smile on his face he ran his finger threw his hair and replied.
"This is great, dad's gonna freak when I tell him"
"NO, you can never tell anyone what you have just seen and learned, there are people out there who would kill us, all of us…"
"ALL of you? How many are out there?" He replied quickly.
"That's the thing, we don't know, this is the Gathering… remember what I told you about it?"
"This, 'prize' thing?"
His love for her had grown over the past half an hour as she had explained everything, that night they set up camp on top of a large hill over looking the rolling hills with a lake at the bottom, the full moon and dark skies they set up a large telescope to observe the heavens but they did not get around to much star gazing that night as they spent much of their time making love on the hillside and swimming naked in the lake below.
