The
storm faded away, the black ring of clouds around the island
vanished. The stars shone clear and bright, blinking as if in
greeting of the new mystery among
them. Methos helped Joe up, who
was looking a bit battered.
Joe looked up and down the ancient Immortal, his friend, with new awe.
"What?" Methos asked, a bit perplexed at Joe's expression.
"I
saw something during all the fireworks...something...let's just say I
got a little
more insight into all of you." he said,
gesturing to all the Immortals present.
"What did you see, Joe?" asked Ritchie, his curiosity extremely piqued. Fitz also looked at the Watcher.
"I saw...ah...I'll try to explain it later. It was weird. I'm wondering if Anne saw it, too. Did you guys see anything?
The three Immortals looked at each other, then Fitz said, "Let's just say we were given the gift of loose ends...if not tied...they aren't quite so frayed anymore."
"Your turn, Joe," Methos said.
"Hm, I don't know how to put it to you, Methos. Somehow, I was given a chance to see you, Ritchie, Fitzcairn and Duncan in, I don't know, the "Grand Scheme" of this Game of yours. I can't put it any better than than."
The three Immortals present looked at Joe, then at each other.
After a pause, Methos said, "I hope you'll consider favoring us with an idea of what that means."
"I will. Later. When I have time to think about what it means, myself," Joe promised.
Someone was coming thru the doorway temple. It was Anne. She smiled, seeing the expectant men.
"Guys, come on in. Got some new arrivals I'd like you to meet..."