Chapter Three
Adam heard her call out for him to show himself. He did not know why he had stuck around when he felt the presence at first, but something seemed to have him rooted to the spot. He must be hanging around MacLeod too much he thought to himself.
Taking a deep breath he muttered to himself. "Why am I doing this again?"
In one swift motion he rounded the corner coming almost face to face with a striking blond. "What's your business with MacLeod?" he snarled.
"Well that would depend on who you are?" Samantha calmly stated not giving away anything.
"Sam, that's Adam. He was the one MacLeod come up too in the bar." Saxton told Sam as she was starting to get more confused about what was going on with every passing second.
"You were talking to him before Mac showed up?" Samantha asked in a surprised voice as she turned and looked at her friend for conformation but still kept watching what Adam was doing at of the edge of her vision.
"Yeah! What's the big deal, Sam? He only got me a drink."
"Ok I think we've established I was with Saxton before Mac came into the bar. What we haven't established though is what you want with Mac?" Adam was getting slightly impatient and he was itching to grab for his precious Ivanhoe hidden inside the folds of his coat, but didn't know if Saxton knew about immortals or not.
"What I'm planning on doing with Mac is my business. Come on Sax let go introduce you to Mac properly this time." Samantha walked past Adam with Saxton following closely behind.
Saxton throw a nervous look at Adam and it was then that Adam realised she knew as much as he did about the situation but had a feeling that it was more likely she knew less.
Following them back to the bar Adam enter straight behind them and his eyes flew to where he knew MacLeod would be sitting. When MacLeod saw who had entered the bar a grin broke out on his face and was on his feet and crossing the bar heading in their direction in less then seconds.
Samantha smiled as well and stepped into the hug that was waiting for her. "Sammy, I thought you weren't getting into town until the end of the week."
"Change of plans. How are you doing?"
"I'm good. You?"
"Good. This is Saxton. Saxton this is MacLeod and you have nothing to fear from him."
"Nothing to fear apart from…" she was cut off as Samantha gave her a look that clearly said 'not here'.
"Lets go into the back were we can talk without having to worry about been over heard." Duncan offered then turned and headed towards the bar where Saxton noticed Dawson was sitting. MacLeod spoke quietly to Dawson then he nodded and MacLeod waved for them to follow him which they did, Saxton more then a little unsure about the whole situation.
They followed him into an office at the back, which was just about big enough to hold a desk, chair and a three-seater sofa. Adam was the last one into the room and he closed and locked the door behind him then came to sit beside Saxton on the sofa.
Samantha had sat casually on the arm of the sofa and MacLeod propped himself up on the side of the desk which was facing the sofa.
"Who's he?" Samantha asked point towards Adam.
"Samantha this is Adam Pierson. Adam this is Samantha."
"Martin, I'm going by Samantha Martin now." Samantha added as MacLeod paused not sure what name she was going by at the moment.
"What do you mean now? What other names have you gone by?" Saxton's eyes widened at her friend's confession not sure exactly what was going on.
"How much does she know exactly?" Adam asked looking between Samantha and Saxton.
"Apparently I know nothing." Saxton slumped back into the sofa a childish sulking expression her face. "Does someone want to tell me what's going on?"
"Sax, I need for you to tell Mac about your dreams. He'll need to know all the details, anything that you can remember"
"Why what's going on?" Saxton tried again, but knew she was not going to get much of an explanation.
"We'll tell you, but first please tell him."
"I don't need too!" Saxton said reluctantly as she reached into one of her inside pockets and pulled out a three and a half in floppy disk. "I saved the dream diary onto desk in case something happened to my laptop while I was travelling" Saxton confessed handing MacLeod the disk.
MacLeod took the disk off Saxton and walked around the desk taking a seat in the chair and booted up the computer. Once fully booted he placed the disk into the drive and quickly virus checked the contents before opening the file named 'racetrack'.
Adam got up from the sofa and walked around the desk to read over MacLeod's shoulder. The room drifted into silence as Adam and MacLeod read Saxton's detailed accounts of what she'd seen in her dreams.
"What are the names you know from the dream?" MacLeod asked as he finished reading already knowing that she knew his name but wanted to confirm she knew Richie's. Adam too finished reading and looked stunned over at Saxton who was starting to look increasingly at unease as the annoyance wore off.
"I never heard any name's mentioned in my dreams. The only talking I heard was you and the voices taunting you, but there was never any names mentioned."
"Then how did you get my name?"
"I don't know. I guess they just popped into my head."
"They what's the other name you know?"
"Richie Ryan!"
"How do you know that name?" Adam asked braking into the conversation.
"I don't know. It's like when you and Joe were talking earlier in the bar when I said the scene seemed familiar. When I got the names they just popped into my head." Saxton pursed for a second not sure she wanted to admit what she was going to, but decided it was better to get it all out in the open now. "I got what I think is another name pop into my head while in the bar, but it's weird. I can't even be sure it is a name but I think it is. Well to tell you the truth I got the name from when I got that flash of a scene playing out in my head about Joe and Adam, it was a name that Joe called him that made no sense at the time, but if you guys change your names too then it could mean something."
MacLeod looked over at Adam and he could tell there was a look of slight of panic showing on his features. "You can trust Samantha, Adam. It may be the case that she'll find out anyway if Saxton knows."
"You're more dangerous to be around then it's worth something MacLeod, you do know that don't you?"
"You remind me enough times, so I should think I do!" MacLeod said, turning back to Saxton he asked, "What was the name you heard?"
"Methos!"
"Damn, who the hell are these people?" Adam asked starting to pace the length of the room.
"He's Methos? But, he doesn't look."
"Look what? Strange enough, talented enough." Adam cut into Samantha's sentence getting slightly annoyed at how people viewed him.
"Well you just look like a college student!"
"Well there's nothing I can do about that." Adam snapped still pacing.
"Ok you've lost me again. What's going on here?" Saxton realised that she still didn't entirely know what was going on.
"Sam, you're her friend. She'll believe you more!" MacLeod looked towards Samantha encouraging her on.
"Sax, when you told me about the dream and especially the name of Mac, I had to be sure you were seeing the same person in your dreams that was my teacher."
"Teacher? Teaching you what?"
"For me to answer that I have to tell you something else first." Samantha paused thinking on how was best to brake the knowledge of immortals to her. "You see Sax, were immortal, we cannot die unless."
"Unless you have your head cut off! That's what was happening in that dream. You took Richie's head! You killed him!" Saxton didn't realise the hurt that she had just caused until the words were out and the look of pain and guilt had crossed MacLeod's face. "Sorry!" She quickly tried to retract every word but knew it was impossible.
"It's ok… you didn't know who Richie was." MacLeod smiles trying to reassure Saxton but it didn't work and the feelings of guilt spread through her like wild fire.
"Yes to permanently kill an immortal you have to take their head, with their head you also take their power. When you receive that person's power it is called a quickerning. Mac was my teacher, he taught me how to defend myself," Samantha explained putting a hand on Saxton's shoulder in an attempt to reassure her everything was going to ok.
"You mean you learn how to use a sword, and here I was thinking the pointy end goes into the other guy!" Saxton tried to break the tension in the room with a joke but it seemed to have the reverse effect. MacLeod's face dropped at her words, words that Richie once used, adding to the guilt he was already feeling.
"Sax, if it wasn't for Mac I would be dead over two hundred years ago now." Samantha continued to talk not missing her teacher's look at Saxton's words.
"Two hundred years? How old are you MacLeod?"
"Over four hundred"
"Oh, ok. And let me guess Adam is." She closed her eyes for a moment feeling a sudden dizzy spell come on. Adam noticed her sway and came and sat back down on the sofa. Opening her eyes she looked slightly confused fro a second then her body went limp. As she fell she landed in Adam's arms and he held close to him having the feeling he never wanted to let her go.
"Sax? Sax, can you hear me?" Samantha knelt down in front of Saxton shaking her shoulder without sharing a glance with the person that had stopped Saxton falling.
Adam checked her over and noticed that by the looks of things she had only collapsed. "She'll be fine. You two go get caught up, I'll come and get you when she comes back around."
Samantha was uncertain about leaving her friend alone with an immortal she did not know and looked towards MacLeod asking a silent question. MacLeod nodded letting Samantha know Saxton would be fine in Adam's care, which seemed to satisfy Samantha enough and she rose from where she had been kneeling in front of Saxton and Adam.
"Come on I'll introduce you to Joe!" MacLeod took Samantha's hand and pulled her gently towards the door when he saw her hesitate once again.
Once the door closed after them, Adam gently moved from under Saxton so she was lying down on the sofa and put the blanket that was on the back of the sofa over her.
He looked down at the woman in front of him unable to believe what he had just heard. There was only meant to be three people who knew what happened with Richie and she was not meant to be one of them. He was one while MacLeod and Joe were the other two, neither of whom would say anything about what happened at the racetrack that night as it was still to painful for them to remember.
Moving over to the computer Adam used Joe's login and password to effortlessly hack into the watcher database checking to see if there were any other immortals that Saxton may have been talking to in the past few weeks, since the dreams had supposedly started.
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