Amanda Blinked twice and stammered "wh...Wh...WHAT?!"

Anne smiled, and pulled the covers over Amanda, "Yes, that's what I said, you're going to have twins."

Amanda yanked the blanket off and attempted to jump out of bed. She failed. Anne giggled and reached out, grabbed her hand and helped her stand.

Amanda growled,"Ok, so I looked like a turtle on it's back, laugh again and I'll have
your head."

Anne sensing that she had the upper hand, smirked for all the world just like Methos and said, "Go ahead. Then what ya gonna do for a doctor when the little tikes arrive? Hummm? Hummm?"

Amanda seethed and grabbed the door handle. She stalked into the next room. Where Duncan, Methos and Ritchie waited expectantly.

"TWINS...... I'M HAVING FREAKING TWINS! You are sooooooooo dead, McLeod!"

Mac's face went white... "Me? What'd I do?"

Ritchie looked from one to the other, raised both hands defensively and said," I'm outta here... I'm not even touching this one. I'm going to check on Joe."

Amanda turned to look at Methos. His face looking back at her was totally expressionless.

She put her hands on her hips, "Well?"

Methos looked like he might explode. He grimaced at her shrugged and burst out in uncontrolled, hysterical laughter and slid off the couch. Landing on the floor he continued to howl.

Amanda sniffed as tears came to her eyes, "This is too much, just too much, I... can't take this. It's all just too much." She started to bawl like a two year old.

Duncan rushed to put his arms around her, pausing only to kick Methos in the rear end.

Methos slowly lapsed into a chuckle and wiped tears from his eyes, "Gods, I haven't laughed like that for three thousand years!" He covered up another snicker, then asked, "I suppose the Powers That Be didn't tip you off that this was a possibility, did they?"

"No," Amanda sniffed, "They didn't exactly hand me a program for this show."

"That's too bad," Methos said, without a hint of a smile, almost. Something just danced in his eyes, "I'd pay for front row tickets to that spectacle."

"Even better, you've become one of the roadies, one of the musicians in this pageant. Perhaps even the jester," said Fitz.

Amanda scowled at Fitz.

Methos said, "Duncan and Joe would be a knight and a captain of the guard, perhaps?"

Amanda turned the scowl back to Duncan.

Fitz added, "The faire Doctor Anne, a lady in waiting. And Amanda?"

Methos said with an absolute straight face, "Our Venus in morning, emerging from a pair of shells, womanly, motherly..."

Duncan rolled his eyes.

Amanda snarled and reached for Methos, "Bastard!"

Duncan restrained her, and she burst into a fresh set of tears.

Anne shook her head in wonder, watching the two Immortal men tease her. She thought about asking them not to tease and upset an expectant mother, but quickly realized that would be exactly the wrong thing. So she bit her lip. She saw the door to Joe's room opening.

Joe emerged, leaning on Ritchie for support.

"And comes the Captain of the guard. With the good knave Ritchie providing support," Fitz mused. Methos moved as if to help, but Joe waved him off.

"I'll be all right, just a little woozy. I just realized you people are in need of a little direction," he grunted, and then chuckled at his own play on words.

Joe made himself comfortable in the little circle of expectant Immortals and friend. He looked at them in turn, and said, "We're going to see an old friend of mine. This island is a long time archaeological research project of his. People don't go here. If they aren't driven off by the rumors it's haunted, they are kept away by Italy's claim on it as an archeological reserve. Mostly, it's rumor. The few, who have gone looking for it, haven't been able to find it. One of ours has."

Methos chuckled, "Constanza."

Joe looked at him, "You know him?"

Methos nodded, "Here and there. Under a lot of names. He's fascinated with the mysteries of the ages, and has taken upon himself to investigate...us."

Joe gaped, "You mean he's Immortal?"

That small almost-smile appeared on Methos' face, "Yep."

Joe shook his head. "Anyway, he's on this island, alone. Attempting to record it's secrets. Thing is, out of several Watcher expeditions sent it's way, he's the only one whose made it there."

"What happened to the others? Sabotage? Feuds?" Duncan asked.

"That's the wacky part," Joe said, shaking his head. "They just...never left. Somehow, each expedition got derailed. Until Constanza's."

"Legend has it this island is some kind of focal point of Immortal power. It is a place of power so potent, so...holy...it only allows those there who serve some kind of purpose. That's the legend, anyway," Methos shrugged.

"And you know where it is?" Anne asked Joe.

"I believe so. Constanza's been sending me updates and information. And this is the first time such a thing has happened."

"Maybe we're supposed to go there," Ritchie mused. "I dunno, destiny or something?"

Amanda groaned. Everyone looked at her.

"What do you think?" Duncan asked her.

Amanda struggled off the couch and made a dash for the barge's head. Sounds of regurgitation ensued through the doorway.

"I don't think she's that fond of the scenario," Fitz mused.