Disclaimer: The only characters I own are Katie, and her family. The rest belong to the creators of the Highlander TV show.
Authors 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. Methos and Adam refer to the same person and are interchangeable.
4. Immortals can have children
5. ""= Dialogue, and ''= thoughts
Summary: see chapter #1
Reviews: greatly encouraged, and devoured with much glee!! In other words: please do.
Chapter #7
"Excuse me, but you did say poison, as in a foreign toxin was introduced into my little girl's body" Anne asked disbelievingly, before continuing how? And, more importantly who would do such a thing to my little baby, Anne demanded with tears springing to her eyes.
" Sh, sh, sh, Anne calm down sweetie, calm down," Duncan told her soothingly reaching across the table to grasp her hands with his.
"So are you going to answer my question or be as elusive as you always are" Anne demanded.
" In answer, let me tell you a story," Duncan began by way of introduction. Then told the story.
"So the motive might be: vengeance?" Anne asked in confirmation.
"Yeah, but to confirm that this was indeed what it was I need to ask you a question: Was Mary eating anything unusual the day we went to the art gallery?"
"Other than those cookies that Katie brought over, nope." Anne answered.
"She's not allergic to chocolate, is she?" asked Duncan.
"Nope, no food allergies at all, as a matter of fact she's been extremely healthy her whole life up until this point," Anne answered, wondering where the questioning was leading.
" Katie's last name is MacDonald right?" Duncan asked
"Yes, oh Duncan, you don't honestly think…" Anne trailed off making the connection.
"Unfortunately, yes, I do think that this is the same family." Duncan told her confirming her unspoken thought.
" So, now what do we do, do we confront the girl?" Anne asked him.
" We could ask her about the cookies, then go from there." Duncan returned, a plan already half-formed in his head. They got up from their seats, having finished their coffee, and left the coffee shop, and walked back to Mary's room in silence, Anne absorbing what they had talked about, and Duncan trying to form a plan of action. They walked into the room to find Joe asleep in the chair, and Methos staring out the window. Sensing their approach Methos walked towards the door.
"Someone named Katie was here," he informed them quietly so as not to wake Joe.
" I'm going to do this Duncan," Anne told Duncan with resolve in her voice.
"OK," Duncan agreed.
'Uh oh, that was way, way, too easy, what is he planning?' Anne asked herself, and then thought that she'd better not push her luck. She grabbed her coat, then hurriedly left, hoping that she caught up with Katie. She caught up with her in the parking lot, where taxis usually picked visitors up.
" Wait up, let me give you a ride home instead," Anne called. Recognizing the voice Katie turned and agreed. Together, they walked to the car. Anne opened up the driver side and got in. They drove halfway to Katie's house in complete silence. Finally Anne broke it.
" There's really no easy way for me to ask this but I have to as my daughter is in hospital right now possibly dying, Katie did you in any way poison Mary?" Anne asked her. Silence then for a few seconds as Katie absorbed what she was being asked.
" I-I didn't know what was in those cookies, m-my dad said when he brought them home from work that a co-worker made them, I didn't know I swear it, if I knew that a harmless cookie, or seemingly harmless one would do this much harm I would never have brought them over to your house that day, I swear it." Katie stuttered, breaking into tears as she finished. Anne pulled over and put her arm around Katie in attempt to comfort,
"Sh, sh, sh, it's going to be okay, I know you didn't mean anything by it, I know. Now, I need you to tell me if there are any more of that same batch of cookies around," Anne asked
"Yes," Katie stated simply.
"Could you get me one so that I could run tests on it?" Anne inquired.
"Yes, I'll do it when you drop me off." Katie answered.
"Good." Anne told her as she pulled away from the curb. They drove the rest of the way in silence. Finally they pulled up in front of the MacDonald house. Katie pushed the car door open and got out. When she entered the house she made for the half full cookie tin. She grabbed one, went back outside where she passed it through the window to a waiting Anne.
"There you go, and Ms. Lindsay, I hope Mary's going to be all right." Katie told her.
" So do I, Katie, so do I." Anne responded. Anne pulled away from the curb. She sped back to the hospital. Before going to the lab, she stopped by Mary's room to check on her, and update Duncan on the latest developments.
"Duncan, You're right, it was Katie's family, I asked her point blank and she said that it was the cookies. She told me that her dad brought them from work, he told her a co-worker made them. I think she's an innocent in this. Anyway, she gave me a cookie to test, so I'll be in the lab," Anne apprised Duncan.
" Do you want any help?" asked Methos, wanting to do anything but keep staring out that confounded window.
" I don't need any help, but I would like some company if you wouldn't mind." Anne responded.
"Nope, not at all, lead the way." Methos responded cheerfully. They made small talk on the way, Anne telling him about Mary, and Methos paying polite attention. Anne paused at a doorway to scan her hospital ID, which, she kept on her at all, times. She held open the door for Methos, who walked through, glanced around him and muttered to himself:
" Wow, this brings back memories, I haven't been in a lab in decades."
Anne busied herself preparing a workstation, bringing a microscope, and slides over. She set them on the tabletop, then broke the cookie up into pieces, and placed them on each of the five slides. She placed the first under the microscope. She stared in disbelief, turned her eyes away from the microscope and blinked.
"Mind if I have a look, I have some, medical training?" Methos asked.
" No, go right ahead." Anne responded. Methos stepped up to the microscope and peered into it.
"Holy Moses…!" he cursed softly under his breath.
"What's wrong?" inquired Anne.
"There's enough poison in here to kill not just a little girl, but a whole army!" Methos answered.
" I thought there was an awful lot in there." Anne told him.
" Have you seen this poison before?" Anne asked Methos.
"Yes, I have, but before I tell where, or how, there's something you should know about me…"
"That you're immortal, don't worry, I know about them, Duncan told me about himself, and the whole there can be only one bit, so what is it you were going to tell me about the poison?" Anne cut him off.
" I was going to say, that I have seen it before, and that it manifests itself in the blood in a form of leukemia, that can be cured by a blood transfusion from an immortal." Methos told her.
" So all I have to do is test you guys for a match to Mary?" asked Anne.
" Yes, that's it, now let's get to it", he tells her rolling up his sleeves. Anne put aside the microscope and the remaining slides with the cookie on them. Then she walked to the adjoining office reached into a drawer and pulled out two syringes, and a tourniquet just in case. Methos watched her approach from the stool he had seated himself upon.
"This shouldn't hurt, and should only take a minute," she told him by way of explanation. She put the needle in and began to draw blood. She drew just one tube full, enough to test it.
" Go back down now, to Mary's room and get Duncan, then bring him back here," she instructed him.
" Yes maam," Methos said smiling at her on the way to the door. Ten minutes later she heard a knock at the door. She opened it.
" Methos said you have a cure?" Duncan inquired anxiously.
" The possibility of one, he says that he's seen the poison before and knows how it manifests itself." Anne told him.
" Something about a blood transfusion from an immortal…" Duncan said.
" Yes that's it, and why you're here now. Make a fist." She instructed him as she put the needle in. She was done in a matter of seconds.
" Ok, you're done now."
" Now what?" Duncan asked.
" Now you go back down to Mary's room, and I go and give these blood samples to the labs to be tested, don't worry, I'll supervise them personally. They shouldn't take more than a couple of hours," Anne told him.
Two hours later…
"Well, I have good news, there is a match," Anne told the assembled group of Joe- who was now awake, Methos, and Duncan.
" Well, who is it?" Methos and Duncan asked in unison.
" The match is: Duncan." She stated simply, knowing that the implications of her statement would soon sink in.
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