Through an Angel's Eyes

Summery - Adam Peirson has a neice, and someone wants to use her against Methos. First Highlander fanfiction based mainly around Methos, cuz I love the character.

Disclaimer - I don't own Highlander, or any of the characters from Highlander, even though I want Methos for me. The only characters that are mine are Kelly and Meghan. Be nice with reviews.

1995 Kelly walked with her mom hand in hand counting the cracks in the sidewalk. It was a warm June evening and today was her Uncle Adam's birthday. Kelly, although she was only five had begged her mother to take her to get him a gift. Now they were headed to a book store to find a book before meeting him for dinner. Kelly loved her Uncle Adam, and he loved her. Her bright blue eyes looked around and paused at the book store sign. She was going to find the best gift if it killed her.

Meghan, Kelly's mother, smiled watching her daughter as she looked around at the shelved books. Kelly was small for a five year old. Her skin was pale in color and her hair was a fine curled brown. She had her father's eyes, bright blue, and her mother often joked, her Uncle Adam's personality. Adam had been a saving grace for Meghan. Kelly's father had died before she was born and Meghan's co-worker had stepped up to assume the role as an Uncle. It didn't take long for Kelly to fall in love with him as a member of the family.

Kelly looked and looked and looked having her mother read the titles for her. She finally found an old print of Grim's Fairy Tales and showed it to her mother. They paid and Kelly hugged the bag containing the book as if it were the most precious thing in the world. Skipping almost ahead of her mother she smiled unable to wait to see her Uncle Adam. As they neared the Cafe, she saw his familiar red car and ran ahead of her mother.

Adam smiled standing up from the table waiting for Kelly to reach him. Here, he was Adam Pierson, Watcher and ragular average Joe. His best friend has offered to take him out for his "Birthday" and in truth Adam was relieved. Spending time with Meghan and Kelly ment as much to him as keeping his head. Being a 5,000 year old Immortal makes you enjoy the simple things in life. As Kelly yelled his name and ran at him he scooped her up and swung her around. Kelly giggled and closed her eyes to live the feeling of flying before looking at him. Tall, slightly tanned, hazel brown eyes and short black hair. Her Uncle Adam.

Meghan smiled waving from a few feet away as Adam stopped swinging Kelly hugging her close. "Hello Meg." A kiss on the cheek, "And a wonderful hello to you Kelly Fletcher." Kelly laughed and looked at her mom. "It's me Uncle Adam. Happy Birthday!" She handed him the book which she was careful not to drop and Adam kneeled down with her opening the bag. "Aw Grim's Fairy Stories! Now this is one we will have to read tonight when your mum puts you to bed." He stood giving Meg a hug. "Good to see you Adam, and Happy Birthday." Adam smiled ready to ask if they were ready to eat when a feeling of another immortal rang through his head. His face fell and he looked around, a hand on Kelly's shoulder. "Meg, take Kelly inside." Meg looked at him confused as she scanned around the area. "Why? What's wrong?" The sound of squeeling tires and gunfire filled the air and Adam grabbed both Meg and Kelly pushing them to the ground and covering them as best he could.

Screams filled her ears, the smell of gun powder was in the air and she felt a heavy weight on her back. When Kelly moved and looked up she saw a car pulling away and people on the ground bleeding. Bleeding and dead. When Kelly looked to her left her mother's eyes stared back at her. Adam heard the scream of a child and quickly sat up feeling his chest. The bullet holes were healing, and he was glad that he chose to wear mostly black today. When he looked to his left Kelly was crying and shaking her mother. Adam felt for a pulse and then scooped Kelly up hugging her tight despite her struggles to get to her now dead mother. "Let go! Let go! Mommy!" Adam closed his eyes trying to ignore her pleas and hold her until the police showed up. Death was something he was use to, and losing a loved one was nothing new, but what was he going to do now?