Disclaimer: The only characters I own are Katie, and the MacDonald family, the rest belong to the all-knowing creators of the Highlander T.V. series.
Author's notes: 1. I have recently begun my own fan fiction website: If you have any submissions please send them to: angelsbabe15@hotmail.com.
2. Alexa did not die
3. Immortals can have children
4. Methos, and Adam refer to the same person, and are interchangeable.
5. ""= Dialogue, ''=thoughts
Summary: What you need to be told what it's about… see chp. #1
Reviews: Any you provide will be met with glee, and taken into consideration.
Chapter#6
He stopped the car in front of the house "Yeah right, Anne, if Mary's my kid, then I'm the king of Scotland, do you honestly know how many times that people have pulled that same trick?" He asked her.
"Well, Your majesty, she is" Anne tells him.
"I can't have children, you know that. But for arguments sakes, let's say there is a flaw in that rule, how can you tell that she's mine?"
"I-I just know, certain things that remind me of you, her dark curls, her sense of humour, her stubbornness. I just know, don't you remember that night in the emergency room, when the lights went out- Kenneth was in the chapel, you asked me how I was, I told you the baby was dancing a highland jig." Anne finished. Silence greeted her.
"Hmmmmmm, I think it's time we said good night Anne," Duncan told her abruptly, getting out of the car and walking over to her side of the car. He opened the door for her.
"Duncan, please, believe me and don't leave like this, I n-need to explain myself, please stay." Anne hurriedly said as tears were forming in her eyes. They walked across the lawn and he opened the front door for her in silence.
"Katie! Come now, and I'll give you a ride home," Duncan called. Katie came downstairs and grabbed her coat, then preceded Mac out.
"Duncan, Duncan please, stay," Anne pleaded placing a hand on his shoulder. Mac just shrugged her off and continued out. The ride to Katie's was quiet.
"Mac, have you seen a book that I had last time I babysat? I thought I left it at Anne's but I guess I didn't, it must have slipped out of my bag when I was looking for my keys, " Katie asked as they were pulling up in front of her house.
"No I haven't, but I'll keep my eyes peeled" Mac replied.
"Well here we are, end of the line. Good night Katie." Mac drove home then. He didn't hear from Anne for three days.
Three days later…
'Mac, are you there, please pick up the phone, please be there' Anne thought to herself.
"Hello?"
"Mac, oh thank god you picked up. Listen, um Mary's sick, she came down with a fever two days ago, and I've done everything I could to keep it down, every trick I know as a doctor, and a mother, and it's not doing any good. I'm calling, cause I just thought you should know." Anne hurriedly explained.
" You mean, you haven't taken her to the hospital yet?" Mac asked her.
"No, I kept hoping it would go down, and then it didn't." Anne answered.
"I'll be over in five minutes then to take you guys to the hospital." Mac told her, and then hung up the phone. He hurriedly dressed then drove over to the Lindsay house. He found the door unlocked. Mac opened it:
"Hello, anyone home?" He called.
"In here", a voice called.
Mac followed the voice to the living room to find a heartbreaking site-Mary, the Mary he looked after for a day, the Mary that was bold enough to call him handsome the first time she saw him, the Mary that had Joe chasing after her all over the bar, was lying on the sofa barely breathing, with Anne, holding her hand, occasionally letting go to moisten a cold compress for her forehead.
"Duncan you came," Anne said, relief flooding her voice.
"Why wouldn't I come, I've taken a liking to you, and that little one lying on the couch over there." Duncan answered.
"It's just, it's just, after the other night…" Anne stuttered.
"Sh, Sh, sh, we'll worry about that later, after we get Mary taken care of," Mac reassured her, walking over and taking Mary in his arms and leading the way out. He strode resolutely over to the car and placed her gently in the backseat, with her head in Anne's lap.
The ride to the Emergency Room was solemn; Duncan drove up to the doors, and stopped his car, then gently lifted Mary into his arms, and followed Anne inside.
Anne was immediately recognized, as was Mary and they were seen right away. The Doctor told them that he suspected that Mary may have had a case of scarlet fever, but the only way to make sure was to keep her in the hospital overnight for observation. They came out then to find Duncan nervously pacing. Anne told him the diagnosis, and he offered to go to her house and pack her a bag for the night.
"No, it's alright, you don't even have to stay if you don't want to," She told him.
"No, I want to support you anyway I can through this," he answered her.
"That's sweet Duncan, thank you. They're just admitting her to the children's ward now, so you can go for a coffee."
'I get the feeling, I'm going to need something a little stronger than coffee,' Mac thinks to himself. He leaves her then intending to return in an hour. He gets in the car, and starts to drive, and after a while realizes he's heading in the direction of Joe's bar. He feels the need to talk to his friend, and briefly wonders if Methos might be around, so he drives up and parks. He gets out, and as he walks toward the door feels the buzz. He opens the door, and starts down the stairs.
" Hey Mac, long-time no see, you must be spending some quality time with the good doctor," Joe said in recognition of his friend.
"Well, sort of…" Mac trailed off.
"What's troubling you?" Joe asked.
"Nothing really, it's just something Anne told me the other night after our date." Mac said, not really unsure as to whether or not to tell him.
"What did she tell you?" Methos asked coming up to the bar.
"She told me that I was Mary's father, I told her that she should remember that immortals can't have kids, she responded that I did. Then we fought, I didn't see or hear from her until today, when she called and told me that Mary was ill. I went over there and brought her to the hospital." Mac paused before continuing: That is true isn't it? We can't have kids, that is what Connor told me."
"The last I checked it was true," Joe confirmed.
"Well, not exactly… Methos added.
"What do you mean not exactly?" demanded Duncan.
"What I mean is that immortals can have kids, with someone they truly love. Connor only told you that because he himself was getting over a tragedy concerning his family*," Methos said.
"Oh, you mean it's true, so that would make Mary my firstborn, Oh my God! the vendetta! I have to get back to the hospital, it's time for me to tell Anne." Mac said and then walked out. Methos and Joe followed out of concern for their friend. They got to the hospital at the same moment. Mac led the way to the children's ward, and found the room where Anne, and Mary were.
"Anne, I need to talk to you for a moment alone," Duncan said, his voice taking on a grave tone. She followed him to the hospital coffee shop. They ordered and sat down; both were silent as the waitress took their orders.
"There's no easy way to tell you this…" Duncan began.
"So, just say it, especially if it is about Mary." Anne returned.
"Well, I have reason to believe that Mary was poisoned." Duncan stated simply.
*: Possibility of a prequel to this story, and I was wondering whether you guys thought I should do it.
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