Severus stifled a groan as MacLeod released his hand. Flexing the insulted
digits he glared at the back of MacLeod's head. Shit bugger damn the man
had a wicked grip. What was he thinking letting Adam coerce him into this
little charade? It'll be fun he said. I'll help you prank Albus he said.
Damn it fun for whom? Shaking his head he straggled behind Adam and the
MacLeod to a glass encased office in the corner of the gymnasium. As he
expected MacLeod's office was neat, tidy and open.
"So when did the bitch contact you?" asked Adam, pouring himself into one of two unforgiving wooden chairs in front of MacLeod's meticulously organized desk. Severus was again amazed by Adam's ability to attain boneless comfort on any form of room furnishing. He eyed the other chair and debated whether to sit down uninvited.
"This morning. Just before I called you," said MacLeod clearly agitated.
"Well MacLeod, out with it. What did she have to say?"
"Ah well." stammered MacLeod eyeing Severus who stood ramrod straight just inside the door.
"Perhaps I should wait outside." Severus started to back out of the room.
"Of course not Severus. MacLeod is just being silly. Besides, I have a sneaking feeling that whatever Cassandra said involves you." Adam rolled his eyes at MacLeod and motioned Severus to sit. There was an uncomfortable moment as Severus sat down.
"But Adam, he's not.I mean he's..."
"Spit it out Mac."
"American," MacLeod finished off lamely.
"Yes well neither are we," said Adam raising an eyebrow. "Look Mac, he knows what I am. So get on with it."
"You told him?"
"Well it seemed pertinent at the time. Oh stop gaping like a fish MacLeod," snapped Adam, "occasionally I do tell people." MacLeod raised an eyebrow.
"Oh alright I'm usually a tight fisted bastard about personal information. Are you happy? Now, tell me what exactly the old hag said."
"She said a great evil has been reborn, one that will plunge the world into eternal darkness. Time is the only light. For without it the serpent will not roar and the phoenix will not rise. The horseman must know. That's why I called you."
"Was that all?"
"No, she mumbled something about a lightening child showing the way before she hung up. It was odd Meth.Adam. She sounded spooked and worried." MacLeod paced behind his desk. "Cassandra is usually right about these sorts of things. And she's not one to get all jittery about prophecies. I mean she's been at this for a long time. But what ever she saw scared her."
"Yes enough to contact me," said Adam in a hushed whisper.
"Yes," replied MacLeod.
"Excuse me Adam but who is Cassandra?" Severus asked, "and can she be trusted?"
"Yes, well. She is the Oracle." Adam replied.
"An oracle?"
"No Severus, the Oracle, as in Delphi," said Adam tiredly.
Severus gasped.
"And given that she's not definitely not part of the Adam fan club, if she's called Duncan to relay the message you can be quite sure that all hell is going to break loose."
Severus could only nod.
"So when did the bitch contact you?" asked Adam, pouring himself into one of two unforgiving wooden chairs in front of MacLeod's meticulously organized desk. Severus was again amazed by Adam's ability to attain boneless comfort on any form of room furnishing. He eyed the other chair and debated whether to sit down uninvited.
"This morning. Just before I called you," said MacLeod clearly agitated.
"Well MacLeod, out with it. What did she have to say?"
"Ah well." stammered MacLeod eyeing Severus who stood ramrod straight just inside the door.
"Perhaps I should wait outside." Severus started to back out of the room.
"Of course not Severus. MacLeod is just being silly. Besides, I have a sneaking feeling that whatever Cassandra said involves you." Adam rolled his eyes at MacLeod and motioned Severus to sit. There was an uncomfortable moment as Severus sat down.
"But Adam, he's not.I mean he's..."
"Spit it out Mac."
"American," MacLeod finished off lamely.
"Yes well neither are we," said Adam raising an eyebrow. "Look Mac, he knows what I am. So get on with it."
"You told him?"
"Well it seemed pertinent at the time. Oh stop gaping like a fish MacLeod," snapped Adam, "occasionally I do tell people." MacLeod raised an eyebrow.
"Oh alright I'm usually a tight fisted bastard about personal information. Are you happy? Now, tell me what exactly the old hag said."
"She said a great evil has been reborn, one that will plunge the world into eternal darkness. Time is the only light. For without it the serpent will not roar and the phoenix will not rise. The horseman must know. That's why I called you."
"Was that all?"
"No, she mumbled something about a lightening child showing the way before she hung up. It was odd Meth.Adam. She sounded spooked and worried." MacLeod paced behind his desk. "Cassandra is usually right about these sorts of things. And she's not one to get all jittery about prophecies. I mean she's been at this for a long time. But what ever she saw scared her."
"Yes enough to contact me," said Adam in a hushed whisper.
"Yes," replied MacLeod.
"Excuse me Adam but who is Cassandra?" Severus asked, "and can she be trusted?"
"Yes, well. She is the Oracle." Adam replied.
"An oracle?"
"No Severus, the Oracle, as in Delphi," said Adam tiredly.
Severus gasped.
"And given that she's not definitely not part of the Adam fan club, if she's called Duncan to relay the message you can be quite sure that all hell is going to break loose."
Severus could only nod.