A gentle breeze came up and moved a stray curl across Andi's face, as she stood silently looking at the man standing before her. Methos reached out and tucked the piece of hair behind her ear. I don't want to lose you. The words echoed through her mind as the man she had loved for the past several years looked into her eyes. She was at a loss for words. They had been friends for many years, and lovers when it was needed; but this was different. For the first time Methos expressed his need for her in his life.

Finally she found the words, "You won't lose me." She stood up on her tip toes and gently placed a kiss on his cheek. "But this is my fight that I must fight alone." Andi looked him in the eyes and gave him a sad smile before she turned away.

He stood as if his feet had been cemented into the ground, he didn't realize what had just happened. She was supposed to come away with him and be safe, but instead she pacified him and walked away. When he regained control of his legs he turned in the opposite direction of Andi.

It was not long before he reached Duncan's house boat. As he entered the door he was shocked to see that Joe and Amanda had joined the group. When Ritchie saw him enter he jumped up off the couch and spewed out a barrage of questions.

"Did you find her? Did you see Seth? Is she ok? Has he challenged her yet?"

"Ritchie calm your self, let the man speak," Macleod admonished.

"I did find her, she is perfectly fine. There was no sign of Seth and as far as I know he has not challenged her yet."

"So what's the problem?" Amanda asked.

"She wouldn't come back with me." Methos answered. He explained in detail his meeting with Andi.

Each of them looked to each other, trying to urge someone to speak up with silent signals. After a few moments Amanda let out a frustrated sigh and spoke up.

"None of us want to lose our friend…even me." She let that sink in for awhile. "You really didn't tell her anything that one of us wouldn't tell her."

Methos opened his mouth to speak. But Amanda continued, "Andi, or Clare, has been running from Seth for decades. We have all had our demons that we have run from and we have all had to face them at one time or another. Andi is choosing now as the time to end the chase. You need to let her do that on her own. She doesn't need you to protect her. She needs to know that you are supporting her in this whether she wins or loses."

Everyone nodded in agreement with Amanda.

"You need to tell her you love her." Ritchie said. Joe, Amanda and Macleod all shot the young man a look. He returned their look and shrugged. "We all seem to know that Methos is in love with Andi. No matter how many women he's brought in and out of his life Andi is the one who has remained."

"I tried to tell her," Methos said, "but she left before I could get the words out." He dropped his face into his hands.

"As interesting as this love story is…we have a bigger problem." Joe cut into the silence.

"He's right." Macleod said, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited for Joe to explain.

"Seth's watcher has gone rogue. He plans to 'retire' once Seth's head has been taken."

"He is that confident that Andi is going to beat Seth?"

"Not necessarily. I think that if Andi doesn't succeed he will try to do away with Seth by himself."

"What does this have to do with our current situation?" Methos asked. His Welsh accent became stronger with irritation.

"I've had some other watchers looking into his records and accounts. It appears that he has been slowly draining Seth's finances over the years."

"Again what is this to do with us?" Methos asked become more irritated.

"There might be a chance that this watcher tries to use Andi or someone else as bait." Joe stated.

"Someone else?" Amanda aksed.

"You mean Jane." Methos said. He had almost completely forgotten that she was visiting Paris and the amount of danger that she was in.

Joe simply nodded.

"You need to get her out of the city and preferably on a flight back home." Macleod suggested.

The mobile in Methos' pocket rang, causing all of the immortals to jump. He looked at the screen. "It is her." He announced before picking up the call.

"Hello?" Everyone listened intently to one side of the conversation. There wasn't much information they could gather. The 'her' on the other end of the line seemed to be doing most of the talking. A few minutes later Methos disconnected the call.

"That was Jane. She said that Seth is going to be taking her to the Moulin Rouge tonight."

"It's a set up." Ritchie conjectured.

"More than likely. Macleod agreed.

"We will need to tell Andi."

"She already knows." Methos said. "She was already waiting for Seth outside of the Moulin Rouge when I found her. She knows he would come there eventually, and sooner rather than later."

"Then we need to protect Jane and show Andi that we support her." Amanda stated.

The group gathered around the coffee table to discuss a plan of action.

In a Paris Hotel

"Is he coming?" Seth asked as he took the phone out of Jane's trembling hand.

"I don't know." She said trying to force some bravery into her voice.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Seth brought up his hand as if to hit the young woman.

"He didn't say yes and he didn't say no. So I don't know!" Jane said each word raised a decibel. She flinched out of the way before Seth could bring his hand down again.

She had no idea how she had gotten her self into this situation. She and Seth had made plans to meet for brunch and then they would tour a couple of the art museums together. When their brunch had ended Jane realized that she had forgotten her phone in her room. She had wanted to call Adam and tell him of her plans for the day, hoping that he would join her at some point. As she entered her room, Seth and pushed her from behind and wrestled her to the ground.

Jane had tried to scream for help but a hard hit to her head and knocked her unconscious. When she had come to, she was lying on her hotel bed. Her clothes were ripped but still whole. She could feel the beginnings of a bruise forming under her right eye. Seth was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over, a cigarette dangling from between his fingers.

"Who are you?" Her voice came out in a choked whisper.

Seth turned to look at the woman who was addressing her. His eyes had grown dark, there was nothing there. No kindness or regret for his actions. It was as if he was a different person completely.

"It doesn't matter who I am. It only matters what you can do for me. I need you to call you boyfriend and tell him to meet you at the Moulin Rouge."

"And if I don't?" Jane asked regaining some confidence and control.

"I don't think you are in a position to be asking that." Seth threw her mobile towards her. "Make the call."