Author note: The next four chapters all are all happening within a few hours after chapter one. So from now on I am staring each chapter with a time stamp. Also a very special thanks to my all Beta readers, Anaika Skywalker, Dartrekker and Wajag, links to their stories are on my page. Yes I do not own Dresden Files or Highlander, only my own silly ideas.

The Knight The Wizard and The Thief

Chapter Two

Methos and Bob's Road Trip to Milwaukee

Methos' Narrative 4:45 am

As Bob and I drove north towards Wisconsin he asked why I had taken him? Or if I say in Bob's lingo it comes out a bit stranger.

"ARRR! The last time I got shanghaied, people wanted me to make them immortal. But your…"

I interrupted him, "No Bob. I don't need you for that."

"Then Harry got to reanimate Sue the Tyrannosaurus Rex and let me drive. We fought zombies and defeated a bunch of necromancers. Any chance of that happening his time?"

"No. We're going to Milwaukee, I doubt we'll see any zombies, other than a few stumbling drunks."

"Blimey! You do realize this whole scheme of yours is already doomed and it will ultimately only bite you in the..."

I interrupted him again, "Bob I brought you along to help me, not play psychic."

"I do not and can not predict the future, I'm a sprit of wisdom. But I can give you odds either Harry, this other Immortal or the Archangels will draw and quarter you. Methos, you think your old? Sorry bucko your not. There are a lot of things out there that have been around a lot longer than you." Then Bob got oddly serious. "My dear lad you shouldn't have ever have sailed your ship in the Archangel's ocean without a treasure map, especially when you didn't have a clue how to navigate in turbulent seas. Frankly, those angelic types scare the crap out of me!"

Most of the time I don't understand Bob, but now he insisted on addressing me in Pirate! The worst part is that we didn't seem to have any magic bond between us, and he didn't care that I hate the sea. I guess for some inconceivable reason he was staying the same sarcastic Dresden clone and wasn't going to turn into a Mini me.

"Bob it wasn't like I woke up this morning and decided to do this! These last six months of my life had been good, almost too good." I tried to explain. My mind started to drift for the first time since this horrible night began.

(PLAY THE FLASHBACK MUSIC and FAD TO THE PAST)

I remembered the freezing breezes from last winter that eventually turned into the dog days of summer days, until I found another autumn falling upon Chicago. By then Sonya and I had fought more Demons, Denarians, and monsters than I ever dreamt was possible. Karrin and my relationship was getting… comfortable. I even got a chance to visit some old friends like Duncan MacLeod and Joe Dawson.

(REPLAY THE FLASHBACK MUSIC and COME BACK TO REALITY)

"Bob why did you obey me when I asked you to keep Dresden in his apartment?"

"There, I felt compelled to do it, the further away you got from Amoracchius, the less I felt the need to obey you." The skull chucked.

"Bloody charming" For some reason I could only think of everyone I loved that I was leaving behind. So I foolishly rattled on, "But the most Ironic part of all is that I just told Karrin in on one of my most private secrets."

"Oh goodie do tell!" the skull reminded me of a teenage girl.

"Bob aren't you supposed to take on the aspects of the personality of the person who possesses your Skull?"

"Arrrr! I guess that because you never intended to keep me, but then again it could be Amoracchius' magic, it's still covering you, Capt'n."

"Bob I don't have Amoracchius, remember I gave the sword up and left it with Harry" I said ignoring the pirate lingo.

"Sorry landlubber the sword is super glued to your soul. I can see it." Bob reported. "You may not be physically carrying the sword but your still Amoracchius' Knight. Methos you made a vow to take the sword for one year. The Archangels still hold the contract and your time isn't up.

"This just keeps getting better and better!" If I weren't driving I would have hit something other than the car in the next lane.

"Capt'n, you know that there are kinds of powers in this universe that you just can't walk away from. On this ship once you give your word it's like pledging your eternal soul. Notice how I didn't say your Immortal soul, it's your eternal soul as in everything you were, are and ever will be."

"Well I'm not sure I'll be alive after this week is over." I told Bob.

"You're dealing with heavy hitters and they're a lot more powerful than even the Fairies. Sorry to tell you Capt'n but there are a lot worse things out there than just being dead." Bob answered in the same happy tone he always used. "Now can you tell me about your most private secret? It sounds juicy!"

"What are they going to DO to me?" I asked like I was stupid child.

"It's not like there's a history of anyone giving up a sword before, I mean without dying, being severely injured, or joining the blackened denarius. But other people who crossed the Faerie Courts, well…"

"Well what?"

"Let's just say being torched isn't pretty even for a mortal, have you heard of the Winter Knight?"

"NO. For a spirit of wisdom you don't seem all that helpful." Then I remembered all the paperback novels that Dresden kept up on Bob's shelf. That's when I decide it might be better to keep the skull happy, since he was maybe my only shot for help. So I asked. "Okay Bob tell me about the Winter Knight."

"His name is Lloyd Slate he was a traitor to the Winter Court. He is imprisoned in Arctis Tor, Mab's fortress, suspended on an icy tree crucified by thick sheets of ice. He is on the brink of death due to starvation and frostbite, but Mab "tortures him with kindness" by healing his wounds, restoring his sight, feeding him, and allowing him to sleep in her bed. And yes Methos that mean she has sex with him. Every girl needs a boy toy." Bob reported all this as cheerfully as ever! "But when he wakes up, he is again hanging on the tree, blinded. Yep there are things worse than death out there. Even an Immortal isn't immune. But cheer up Methos you're still free, for the moment."

"Bob, with friends like you, I don't need enemies."

"Sorry I never said I was your friend, that was Harry, that guy back in Chicago you screwed over." Finally Bob was voice was full of sarcasm and vile.

I guess Bob was right Amoracchius was still affecting me because I had an outburst of guilt over what I had done to Harry. Oh I hate that sword! "Okay, if you insist I'll tell you my secret."

"Don't go out of your way. You only kidnapped me and tempted fate, I guess after 5,000 year's you're not exactly the sharpest tool in the old, work shed."

I took a deep breath and realized a skull had bested me. "I told Karrin I had an adopted daughter, Gigi. October third we both went to her seventy-fifth birthday party in Milwaukee Wisconsin. Only Amanda knew about Gigi, she is an old Immoral friend of mine."

"How old and how good of a friend is she?" Bob inquired in a proactive voice.

"Bob don't you know its not polite to ask a lady her age, well that goes double when that lady is an Immortal who's over a thousand. Plus get your mind out of the gutter; Amanda is just a friend. Years ago I did have a thing for her teacher, but Rebecca's gone." I didn't tell him where. Everyone including Amanda thought Rebecca was dead, but that's another story.

"So did you and this Amanda ever do the nasty?"

"Bob not every relationship between a man and women is about sex."

"Too bad I had higher hopes for you, Harry, who never seem to get much. Okay the Captain of the Wardens is a hot number, but she is really..."

"Please Bob spare me the details. Speaking of Amanda I should call her, she loved Gigi too and if she check the Internet and discovers that Gigi died, the little Vixen will never let me forget it."

"But why do you care? You left Sargent Murphy without saying good-bye and you asked her to marry you." Bob seemed to be a Pirate living with a soap opera world.

"Bob Karrin is mortal, I may love her but she wouldn't marry me for the same reason she didn't date Dresden."

"And what would that be Capt'n?"

"That I don't age and plus I think she wants children. I can't give her a child and there's a good chance Harry's kids will also be wizards." I explained what I thought was obvious. Why was I still talking to a skull anyway?

"So you're dumping the woman you love and have been having sex with another woman who is just a friend. OOH, you're a strange one matey."

"I don't want to have sex with Amanda! Bob, I need to make a phone call, can you stop asking me questions?"

"Captain, just make sure your call is hands free. You are driving and you don't want to explain why you have a talking skull with glowing eyes when the police to pull us over."

"I'll put it on speaker, but only if your quiet!"

"ARRR Captain, I'll be good! Or you can make me swab the deck." Bob chimed in, not that I trusted him.

I dialed Amanda's cell phone, she should be up since it is past noon in Paris. How on earth could she be angry with me?

On to part chapter 3 – Let's Call Amanda!

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