AN: It has come to my attention that I was spelling Connors name wrong.
DOH! But I have made the correction. This chapter is kind of short, sorry
about that. Anyways thanks for the reviews and support. Keep em coming.
MacLeod pulled up to Joe's bar and went inside. It was around four in the afternoon, so there weren't many people inside. Just a few regulars eating lunch or your occasional alcoholic who didn't want to face the day.
He walked up to the bar where Charlie, the day bartender was standing, polishing a few glasses with a towel. Charlie was a hefty man with a large square face and blue eyes. A cigarette was hanging to the tip of his lip. He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans.
"Hey Charlie, how are you?"
"Pretty good Mac. How about you?"
"I'm well."
"And the girl and Richie?"
"There both fine. Thanks for asking. Joe in his office?"
"Yeah Mac. Go on up. He's expecting you."
"Thanks. I'll see you later."
Duncan walked up the stairs and went down the dark hall that led to Joe's office. He knocked on the door.
"Come in," Joe said. His voice was muffled through the door.
Mac walked in to the secluded twilight of the office. He walked over to the chairs in front of the desk and sat down.
"So what's this all about?"
"Nice to see you too Mac."
"Joe if this was a social call I'd be more than happy to make small talk, but since I know it isn't I want to get down to business."
He left out the part that he wanted to get back to see Dri as soon as possible.
"You're in a rush."
"I do have a life and a teenager."
Joe laughed and then his face sobered. "What do you know about Jason McDaniels?"
Scotland~~
Duncan was bathing in the river when he felt the presence of another immortal. He quickly got out and threw on his kilt. He grabbed his sword and threw his long wet hair out of his face. Water dripped down his bare chest and back making him gleam in the sunlight.
"You haven't the need for that," Connor said walking through the trees.
"Connor MacLeod," Duncan said smiling. He put down his sword and walked over to the other man. They shook hands both still smiling, but Connors smile had a spark of sadness in it.
"What are you doing here?" Mac asked.
"Tracking."
"Tracking what?" He raised an eyebrow. "Or should I say who?"
Connor sighed. "Jason McDaniels."
"Never heard of him."
"Not many have. Those who have wish they hadn't." Connor said walking towards the river.
"Well who is he?" MacLeod asked following him.
"Have you heard of the young women being raped in a few of the villages along the country side?"
"Oh no, Connor. Tell me you're joking. He's immortal?"
"I wish I was, and yes he's immortal. He also made the mistake of raping and murdering the daughter of Michael O'Reily. Michael went after him of course, but he was no match for McDaniels."
"Ah Connor I'm sorry, but you've never been one for vengeance."
"I found Michael before he passed on. He made me promise to find McDaniels. I couldn't say no Duncan. Besides I may not be one for vengeance, but I'm not one for murderers either."
Present
"I've never met him, but I know who he is."
"Yeah, well you might get a crash course in meeting him because he's here."
Duncan sat up in his chair. "The person who's been raping and murdering teenage girls."
It was more of a statement than a question.
"You got it Mac."
Duncan knew there was a reason for Connor being back in town. They just hadn't had a chance to talk about it in all the excitement.
"MacLeod he's got to be stopped," Joe said.
"Don't worry Joe. It's already being handled," He replied.
He got up and walked out, leaving Joe in the soft glow of his office. He had to get back and talk to Connor. He also had to make sure Dri was all right. If this really was McDaniels and Connor was here that meant the bastard was close. He didn't want Dri to get caught in the middle of this. She had already been through a lot.
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MacLeod pulled up to Joe's bar and went inside. It was around four in the afternoon, so there weren't many people inside. Just a few regulars eating lunch or your occasional alcoholic who didn't want to face the day.
He walked up to the bar where Charlie, the day bartender was standing, polishing a few glasses with a towel. Charlie was a hefty man with a large square face and blue eyes. A cigarette was hanging to the tip of his lip. He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans.
"Hey Charlie, how are you?"
"Pretty good Mac. How about you?"
"I'm well."
"And the girl and Richie?"
"There both fine. Thanks for asking. Joe in his office?"
"Yeah Mac. Go on up. He's expecting you."
"Thanks. I'll see you later."
Duncan walked up the stairs and went down the dark hall that led to Joe's office. He knocked on the door.
"Come in," Joe said. His voice was muffled through the door.
Mac walked in to the secluded twilight of the office. He walked over to the chairs in front of the desk and sat down.
"So what's this all about?"
"Nice to see you too Mac."
"Joe if this was a social call I'd be more than happy to make small talk, but since I know it isn't I want to get down to business."
He left out the part that he wanted to get back to see Dri as soon as possible.
"You're in a rush."
"I do have a life and a teenager."
Joe laughed and then his face sobered. "What do you know about Jason McDaniels?"
Scotland~~
Duncan was bathing in the river when he felt the presence of another immortal. He quickly got out and threw on his kilt. He grabbed his sword and threw his long wet hair out of his face. Water dripped down his bare chest and back making him gleam in the sunlight.
"You haven't the need for that," Connor said walking through the trees.
"Connor MacLeod," Duncan said smiling. He put down his sword and walked over to the other man. They shook hands both still smiling, but Connors smile had a spark of sadness in it.
"What are you doing here?" Mac asked.
"Tracking."
"Tracking what?" He raised an eyebrow. "Or should I say who?"
Connor sighed. "Jason McDaniels."
"Never heard of him."
"Not many have. Those who have wish they hadn't." Connor said walking towards the river.
"Well who is he?" MacLeod asked following him.
"Have you heard of the young women being raped in a few of the villages along the country side?"
"Oh no, Connor. Tell me you're joking. He's immortal?"
"I wish I was, and yes he's immortal. He also made the mistake of raping and murdering the daughter of Michael O'Reily. Michael went after him of course, but he was no match for McDaniels."
"Ah Connor I'm sorry, but you've never been one for vengeance."
"I found Michael before he passed on. He made me promise to find McDaniels. I couldn't say no Duncan. Besides I may not be one for vengeance, but I'm not one for murderers either."
Present
"I've never met him, but I know who he is."
"Yeah, well you might get a crash course in meeting him because he's here."
Duncan sat up in his chair. "The person who's been raping and murdering teenage girls."
It was more of a statement than a question.
"You got it Mac."
Duncan knew there was a reason for Connor being back in town. They just hadn't had a chance to talk about it in all the excitement.
"MacLeod he's got to be stopped," Joe said.
"Don't worry Joe. It's already being handled," He replied.
He got up and walked out, leaving Joe in the soft glow of his office. He had to get back and talk to Connor. He also had to make sure Dri was all right. If this really was McDaniels and Connor was here that meant the bastard was close. He didn't want Dri to get caught in the middle of this. She had already been through a lot.
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