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Chapter 5 ---
Methos stood outside the Magic Box breathing in the cool night air. He looked up at the night sky and wished to see some stars. He sighed, not all wishes come true. The Powers bringing Richie back had been quite a shock for his friends. MacLeod, Joe and Richie went into the back room while Richie explained it all. Amanda explained what had happened to Richie with Ahriman and then Connor and Kell to the Sunnydale residents.
Upon questions of why the Immortals were not shocked as to whom or what the Slayer was and did, the answer was simple. Amanda and Methos both had met Slayers in their millennia alive. Duncan had heard stories from Cassandra as a boy. Besides, after Ahriman, nothing shocked MacLeod anymore.
Methos had been lucky this day as well. MacLeod followed a hunch and brought Methos an Ivanhoe just like the one that some sticky-fingered somebody grabbed from his wreck. The other driver lived of course. Irony would have it that he was bloody drunk at the time and wasn't wearing his seat belt. He was tossed from his car and onto a soft bed of flowers. "Well, enough mind wandering for now," Methos thought.
He stepped back inside to see MacLeod, Richie and Joe stumbling out of the back room drunk. It turned out that Giles was a single malt man himself.
"Well all, it seems that the party is almost over and I need my beauty sleep. Willow, will you accompany me back to your place for one more night? I'll go find a place in the morning. I promise to keep my clothes on if you will." Methos smirked at Willow's friends shocked stares. "Still got it," he thought.
--- Methos walked beside a contemplative. "What is it Willow? What's on your mind?" Methos asked. "Well, I am happy to hear from Tara but I was just thinking about what it must be like to be 5000 years old. I know it was a big deal for Angel to be over 200, and it's a long time for Duncan and Amanda, but 5000?" replied Willow.
"It's not so glamorous as it might seem. People and civilizations come and go. Having to hide who you are to avoid nasty deaths can become tiring. I.." Methos trailed off reaching under his coat for his sword. "What is it?" Willow asked. "We're being followed." he replied. Methos turned around scanning with all of his senses for their possible assailant. Seeing and hearing nothing, he turned around and Willow was gone.
Cursing in a favorite language of his, Methos scanned around the area for the kidnapper. He prayed that it was supernatural so he could kill it. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a struggling Willow trying to get her hands free so she could zap it, but the vampire was enormous. MacLeod was a big man, but this thing was at least 7 feet tall and had to be 350 pounds of solid muscle. Again, Methos swore as he ran at the monster with sword drawn and ready. The vampire grinned evilly as he began to drink from her then he stopped and grinned again. Bringing his hands to rest on opposite sides of her head he twisted sharply and roared with glee at the snapping of her neck. Willow dropped like a stone to the ground and the vampire charged Methos with another roar. Rolling under a swing Methos turned and slashed the muscles behind the vampire's knees. Throwing himself out of the way as the enormous beast fell screaming Methos backhanded the sword and took its head. The vampire exploded into dust with a scream and Methos got off the ground shaking his head in sadness. He had hoped Willow would have a few more years, but you had to deal with what cards fate dealt you.
Straightening up Willow's body and neck, he sat on a gravestone and waited. After about an hour of waiting he watched Willow gasp for breath as her eyes shot open. "What happened? Why am I in the cemetery? Where's the vampire? Where's Buffy?" she spilled out. "I have such a headache," she complained to Methos. "Don't worry Willow, it will fade. Don't you realize what happened?" queried Methos. "I'm Immortal aren't I?" Willow asked. Methos replied, "Yes. Welcome to eternal life."
--- ** I kinda thought about having Buffy accidentally kill Willow in a brawl with some vamps, but I decided Methos should have been around when she had her first death. Feedback please!!!**
Chapter 5 ---
Methos stood outside the Magic Box breathing in the cool night air. He looked up at the night sky and wished to see some stars. He sighed, not all wishes come true. The Powers bringing Richie back had been quite a shock for his friends. MacLeod, Joe and Richie went into the back room while Richie explained it all. Amanda explained what had happened to Richie with Ahriman and then Connor and Kell to the Sunnydale residents.
Upon questions of why the Immortals were not shocked as to whom or what the Slayer was and did, the answer was simple. Amanda and Methos both had met Slayers in their millennia alive. Duncan had heard stories from Cassandra as a boy. Besides, after Ahriman, nothing shocked MacLeod anymore.
Methos had been lucky this day as well. MacLeod followed a hunch and brought Methos an Ivanhoe just like the one that some sticky-fingered somebody grabbed from his wreck. The other driver lived of course. Irony would have it that he was bloody drunk at the time and wasn't wearing his seat belt. He was tossed from his car and onto a soft bed of flowers. "Well, enough mind wandering for now," Methos thought.
He stepped back inside to see MacLeod, Richie and Joe stumbling out of the back room drunk. It turned out that Giles was a single malt man himself.
"Well all, it seems that the party is almost over and I need my beauty sleep. Willow, will you accompany me back to your place for one more night? I'll go find a place in the morning. I promise to keep my clothes on if you will." Methos smirked at Willow's friends shocked stares. "Still got it," he thought.
--- Methos walked beside a contemplative. "What is it Willow? What's on your mind?" Methos asked. "Well, I am happy to hear from Tara but I was just thinking about what it must be like to be 5000 years old. I know it was a big deal for Angel to be over 200, and it's a long time for Duncan and Amanda, but 5000?" replied Willow.
"It's not so glamorous as it might seem. People and civilizations come and go. Having to hide who you are to avoid nasty deaths can become tiring. I.." Methos trailed off reaching under his coat for his sword. "What is it?" Willow asked. "We're being followed." he replied. Methos turned around scanning with all of his senses for their possible assailant. Seeing and hearing nothing, he turned around and Willow was gone.
Cursing in a favorite language of his, Methos scanned around the area for the kidnapper. He prayed that it was supernatural so he could kill it. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a struggling Willow trying to get her hands free so she could zap it, but the vampire was enormous. MacLeod was a big man, but this thing was at least 7 feet tall and had to be 350 pounds of solid muscle. Again, Methos swore as he ran at the monster with sword drawn and ready. The vampire grinned evilly as he began to drink from her then he stopped and grinned again. Bringing his hands to rest on opposite sides of her head he twisted sharply and roared with glee at the snapping of her neck. Willow dropped like a stone to the ground and the vampire charged Methos with another roar. Rolling under a swing Methos turned and slashed the muscles behind the vampire's knees. Throwing himself out of the way as the enormous beast fell screaming Methos backhanded the sword and took its head. The vampire exploded into dust with a scream and Methos got off the ground shaking his head in sadness. He had hoped Willow would have a few more years, but you had to deal with what cards fate dealt you.
Straightening up Willow's body and neck, he sat on a gravestone and waited. After about an hour of waiting he watched Willow gasp for breath as her eyes shot open. "What happened? Why am I in the cemetery? Where's the vampire? Where's Buffy?" she spilled out. "I have such a headache," she complained to Methos. "Don't worry Willow, it will fade. Don't you realize what happened?" queried Methos. "I'm Immortal aren't I?" Willow asked. Methos replied, "Yes. Welcome to eternal life."
--- ** I kinda thought about having Buffy accidentally kill Willow in a brawl with some vamps, but I decided Methos should have been around when she had her first death. Feedback please!!!**