Methos suddenly had a great idea. He picked up Buffy and spun her around like she was 2. Buffy laughed, "What's up your kilt?" she asked and he snorted and put her down.
"You've been hanging out too much with Richie." Was his complaint. "Hey, he's the only immortal that's not older than me. It's a nice change." She said slyly and Methos smacked her on the butt.
"So why did you do the 'spin and make the Buffy hurl' thing?" she asked and he smiled. "Let me take you to Paris?" He asked, his eyes hopeful in his handsome face.
"I don't have a passport, or even a birth certificate, come to think of it." she said frowning in thought.
"Not to worry, Duncan and I can fix anything." Methos said blithely, aware of the fact he was going to ask Mac to break the law.
He moved closer, "Please Buffy? Paris is grand at any time of the year. It has the worlds best shopping, snotty people and romantic sights." He moved closer to her and nuzzled her neck, "and I can be romantic with the right surroundings." He whispered and kissed her neck, then her lips. "Mmm." She moaned, "Ok. Paris with you would be fun, you did mention shopping?"
"Ahh, bribery. It works every time." He smiled.
"Duncan, I need two favors." Methos said, a smile in his voice.
"No. No favors. I always get into trouble granting you favors." Duncan said violently and Methos laughed. "Please, that's my line. But this is for Buffy."
"Oh, for her I'll do it, not for you though." Duncan said self righteously, "What is it?"
"There are some police records on Buffy that need to be erased, then she needs a passport. I want to take her to Paris."
"Give me a few days and I'll let you know." Duncan hung up without saying good-bye. He knew it was petty but it was fun too. He reached for the phone and dialed LA.
"Hello, Lost causes 'r' us." Said a female voice and Duncan laughed.
"Hello, this is Duncan McLeod, I'm looking for Giles."
"Hi, oh yeah. You're the 'Hot Scot' Willow told me about. I'm Faith, the best Slayer, thought don't tell B I said so." Duncan correctly interpreted this to mean Buffy. "Yes, well, is Giles about?"
"Oh yeah. GILES!" Faith shouted and Duncan winced and held the phone out from his ear. "Nice talkin' to you' Hot Scot'" She said and he could hear Giles scolding in the background, "Faith, could you please behave?" came his irritated voice.
"What would be the fun in that?" Faith said and laughed wickedly.
Duncan was still chuckling when Giles picked up the phone, "Rupert Giles."
"Hello Giles, this is McLeod. I need to find Buffy's birth certificate."
"Oh well, you are in luck. I sent for hers from Sacramento at the same time I retrieved the other slayers, I can send it to you today. Oh, while I have you on the phone, how are Buffy's nightmares?" Giles asked.
Duncan gulped, "I haven't heard if she's had anymore. Though she would tell Adam before me."
"Indeed."
"Adam is taking Buffy to Paris and she needed a passport, so thanks for the birth certificate Giles."
"Oh good. She deserves to be able to travel. Good talking to you McLeod." Giles hung up and made a note to call Buffy as soon as possible.
Duncan worked on Buffy's police record until she was squeaky clean. He was a genius if he did say so himself.
Methos was kicking Richie's ass in the dojo. After he would knock him down, he would pull him up and show him how to counter it and they would start again. Buffy was in the corner on a low balance beam, doing walkovers and then she did the splits, breaking both men's concentration.
"Ouch!" Richie said and Methos nodded in agreement.
"You big sissies." Buffy said and she did another walkover and hopped off the beam.
"Why are you playing on the long piece of wood anyway?" Richie asked.
"Walk on it and see Grasshopper." Buffy joked, then laughed as Richie made it 3 steps before falling off. "I use it to strengthen my balance. You never know when you're going to be on an itsy teeny ledge, or on a branch as wide as your foot. Good balance will save my life both times."
Methos smirked and walked the entire length, prompting Richie to stick out his tongue at the older immortal.
"Goes to show that you can't house train 'em." Methos said to Buffy. Duncan walked in on this conversation and laughed, "You should know, we've never gotten you housebroken." Richie laughed and Methos pushed him over onto the mats.
"I talked to Faith." Said Duncan, and watched Buffy laugh and laugh.
"Who is Faith?" Methos asked and Richie listened with interest.
"She is our 'Righteous Bitch Slayer'. Buffy laughed again, remembering. "When I died the first time, a new slayer was called. Her name was Kendra, and when she died Faith was called."
The men stood there looking at Buffy in shock. "What?" Buffy asked in puzzlement. Methos walked over to Buffy and took her gently by the shoulders.
"How many times have you died Buffy?" he asked quietly.
"Oh hey! I know what you're thinking but when I died the first time Xander brought me back with CPR. The second time I died and went to heaven for 5 or 6 months but was called back. The third time I died I was shot, but evil Willow saved me, and don't ask, it's a long story. Let's just say your immortality would have ended pretty quickly if Willow had finished what she started."
Buffy looked up at the ceiling trying to think, "Yeah, that's it. Though Angel drained me of blood once and I almost died, but no, that doesn't count. I'm not immortal, just clumsy with death." She smiled brightly at Methos who was a little shell shocked.
Richie quipped, "Sounds like you're well on your way. I've only died twice."
"Nah, not me, just a Slayer." Buffy said with a smile.
"Just." Methos snorted.
"Now about Faith." Buffy looked at Duncan, "Do you like 'em wild? That'd be Faith for you. She's never beaten me in a fight, but then I'm better than her. Actually, she's a great Slayer. She's done some time, but came out of it with the attitude you wish everyone would have."
"Sounds like a spitfire." Duncan commented, intrigued in spite of himself.
"There's the understatement of the century." Buffy commented.
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