"What the hell did you do to them?" Duncan demanded to know.

"Well, this is a start to what's going to be happening to them. Scott is in a temporary state of unconsciousness until we finally take his head or we decide to take hers first. What we're having trouble with is whose head to take first: his or hers," Bobby explained.

"I'm ready to take hers anytime," Anna called over to them.

"I wonder what would be more tragic. Having her see Scott's head taken or the other way around," Bobby told him.

"Leave them alone. They've done nothing wrong," Duncan told them.

"And then what? Our friends are dead and made complete fools of by one Immortal who couldn't stay out of other people's affairs. Both of them on separate occasions. Yes, they have done something wrong," Bobby explained.

He began to walk around Duncan, almost taunting him by his actions.

"Maybe they couldn't help it. This isn't going to work. I'll somehow get them out of here," Duncan told him.

"How? As soon as you attack me or head after her, Anna will take her head. She'll take his head next and thenIfinally take yours. You're not strong enough to take her now, why would you be after she's taken their heads? He's just as old as we are, maybe even older. I don't know," Bobby asked him.

Anna snickered from the other side of the room. She was hoping that Duncan would make his move. She wanted nothing more than to take the young Immortal's head when out of nowhere, she felt a gust of wind beside her. She glanced from side to side, wondering where it came from.

"Bobby, did you leave a door or window open?" she called over to him.

"No, why do you ask?" he replied.

"Because I just felt wind in here. If there are no windows or doors open, where is it coming from?" she explained.

Bobby shrugged his shoulders, becoming slightly worried. Duncan looked between the two, wondering what was really going on. The Scot looked over at Elkaryene and couldn't help but feel powerless against what was happening. His stare turned to Methos and sighed.

'Is this how it ends for the world's oldest Immortal? Being killed over something that could not have been avoided?' Duncan asked himself.

He glanced towards Bobby again, who had left him alone in order to find where the wind was coming from, which had decided to start up again. Duncan decided to take this opportunity and ran towards Anna, who was preoccupied with the gusts. She didn't notice him until it was too late and she was knocked from her position beside Elkaryene. She hit the floor hard nearby, her sword dropping from her hands.

"How dare you!" Anna cried at him.

"How dare you. You go after Elkaryene and Scott, not even bothering to hear their side of the story," Duncan replied.

"We did hear ther side! They ran away from the scene. That makes them guilty in our books," Anna replied. "Why would they have ran if they weren't guilty?"

Duncan almost snarled at the comment as he grabbed her sword from the ground.

"They didn't even know you back then. Your sense of justice and law sounds lousy. Convicting people without knowing everything," Duncan told her. "Maybe I should do something myself."

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Bobby began to hurry back to Anna and the others.

'Why did I leave them alone? Even though the young one does not have anything to defend himself with, he could still be a threat,' he thought to himself.

A bright light nearby caught his attention, causing him to run towards the scene. He figured that it was someone's Quickening and he wanted to congratulate his wife on a job well done

'Looks like Anna took one of their heads already. She's starting to have some fun without me,' he thought to himself.

When he got into the room, he realized that he was dead wrong. He found Duncan heading over to Elkaryene in order to pull the dagger out of her. Methos was already off his 'prison' and lying in a heap on the floor.

"What have you done to Anna?" Bobby demanded.

"I killed her, what does it look like to you?" replied Duncan, his voice showing his weariness.

Bobby's grip on his sword tightened as he growled. He couldn't bear to look at his wife's body. He headed over to Methos and raised his sword above the lifeless body. Duncan dropped both the dagger and the sword from his hands.

"One wrong move and I will kill him," Bobby threatened. "And I will this time, I swear."

The next several moments seemed like an eternity as Duncan stepped backward.

"I don't doubt it. You've been doing nothing but talking about it since you came to town," Duncan mused.

Bobby snarled as he brought his sword down. A clanging noise brought his attention back to the man on the floor. Methos' injuries had almost completely healed and he regained conscious enough to roll away, causing the sword to hit the ground.

"You're awake. How nice," Bobby said in a cold tone.

He lowered his sword to his side as he watched Methos clumsily climbed to his feet.

"You'll never get away with this. You won't kill me," Methos told him.

"I think I will kill you. You're not in the best shape to fight me," Bobby replied. "I have waited almost 2,000 years for this moment."

Before he could move his sword, he felt another gust of wind. It was so hard that it almost blew him over. Duncan narrowed his eyes at both the wind and the gestures of Bobby. He dropped his sword, covering his face.

'Where is this wind coming from? If none of the windows or doors are open, there's no way for it to get in. Wait! there wasn't any wind outsde when we came inside!' Duncan realized.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone standing nearby. Turning his head to see who it was, the person ran. Duncan became confused for there was nowhere for anyone to hide.

"What the heck was that? It was like they disappeared into thin air," Duncan muttered.

He heard a gasp behind him and he turned back around to see the Elkaryene had awoken. Her first images were of Methos crawling away from Bobby.

"Scott!" she cried out.

Bobby looked over at her and groaned at this. Methos looked over him and gave a small smile.

"Great, now they're both awake," he muttered. "If I take his head, there's someone else to take mine. Well, if I'm going to die, I might as well make it a good one before I go."

He headed for his sword but Methos grabbed it first. The oldest Immortal stepped towards Bobby, who cowered slightly.

"Please let me live," he quietly asked.

Methos snickered at the comment, thinking it was quite ironic considering the situation.

"What a question for you to be asking. Here's you, willing to take my head for something that happened centuries ago without allowing me a chance to fight back and you want me to spare your life," Methos told him.

It appeared to Methos that it just dawned on Bobby what was happening. He tried to back away but Methos kept following him.

"I'm stronger and more experienced than you and I always will. I am better than you," Methos told him.

He ran up to Bobby and sliced his head from his body. The Quickening soon began to take form. Methos embraced the feeling as it overtook him.

A few moments later, once the Quickening had died down, Methos fell to his knees. Elkaryene walked up to him and knelt down beside him. He looked at her and smiled.

"Well, at least you don't have to worry about them now," he quietly said.

"Neither one of us have to," she corrected.

Duncan watched as Elkaryene helped Methos to his feet. They began to head out of the room, with Duncan following them.

TBC...