As the cold wind blow Saxton pulled her coat once again closer to her body. It was now dark, the only light coming form the few streetlights that were dimly lit and the silver light the moon always seemed to case when if fully showed itself.
She was standing in front of the last place she would expected to find herself on visiting Paris. She was standing in front of her, no not hers but the headstone of one Richard Ryan. Why she had come here she did not know for sure but all she knew was that she seemed to have been drawn to it. It felt like now that Richie's memories had been released she felt almost curious in a morbid kind of way to see where he had been buried.
"What do you want from me?" Saxton asked quietly as tears once again started to make there way down her face causing her to shiver when her wet skin attracted the coldness more then normal.
Sinking to her knees she was once again overtaken by memories of all the times of Richie's life. From the first time he saw MacLeod, braking into his antiques store to one of his last memories, walking back to the barge after a night out with MacLeod.
"How can I trust him though? The first thing I saw of him he was killing you. Your life had just begun in more way the one. How could you still be loyal to him after all the betrayal he had done to you? It seemed every time he was taken over or manipulated by darkness, you were the one who suffered. How could you stayed by him after all he did?"
A pair of strong arms pulled her to her feet holding her tightly to the chest of some unknown person. The attacker had managed to keep a tight hold on Saxton and she felt one of the arms move and blade of some kind suddenly was pressed to her neck.
"Don't move and you won't get hurt missy" a heavily French ascent gritty voice spoke into her ear, which made her shiver with disgust.
"What do you want?" Saxton's tried to sound calm but her voice betrayed the fear that was now rushing through her body making her heart beat faster then normal pumping adrenalin through her.
Suddenly she was roughly pushed to the ground with her attacker never taking his hands off her. "I want you to stay quite and not to more! If you do you won't live to see tonight out."
God what could she do? Her mind raced a mile a minute as he moved his free hand down and started moving it under her skirt. The thought of what was happening his hard and she knew she had to do something. She had to get away from him before he could do anything.
Suddenly she got a flash of memory of MacLeod's training of Richie. Doing the simple move Saxton pushed away her attacker's hand that held the knife away from her and kicked out hitting him in the groin. She quickly got to her feet kick him once again in the groin to be sure he would stay down for at least a while then started running out of the graveyard at full speed.
All of a sudden she ran into someone, but after what had just happened to her she there was no way she was going to stick around long enough to find out if this person meant harm or not. Trying to pull away she felt arms grip her once again and once again she felt the fear rush through her.
"Sax, Sax relax it's me. It's Adam, you're safe!" Adam said trying to keep a hold on her but at the same time trying not to hurt her.
It took a second or two for Saxton to realise whom it was and relax enough for Adam to be able to let her go but she didn't move away from him, instead she rapped her arms around him releaved to have a friendly face there after what happend.
"Adam that god it's you I was so scared." Then she realised why she had come to the graveyard in the first place and the kiss that she and Adam had shared. She also remembered the fact that she had run out on him and wondered why he had followed her. "What are you doing here?"
"I was looking for you."
"How did you know I would be here?"
"Just a feeling. If I was you in your position I think I would what to go see the grave of the person I saw die." Raising his hand Adam noticed for the first time that there was a small trail of blood starting to make it's way down her neck from a small cut.
"What happen?" He asked as he wiped the blood away with his hand.
Looking at him slightly puzzled Saxton put her hand to her neck noticing that was where Adam's attention was focused. Pulling it away she found a small amount of her own blood on her fingertips.
"You little bitch!" came the same accented voice as before followed closely by heavy footfalls. Suddenly the stiletto of a giant looking man came up the path that Saxton had just come form but now rather then holding a knife he was holding a gun.
Without thinking about it Adam pushed Saxton behind him and in another swift motion pulled out his own gun quickly taking a shot at the attacker. Saxton shielded herself as much as she could behind Adam as another shot rang out.
Once everything went quite again Saxton shakily came from behind Adam only to find her attacker lying still on the ground. "You kil. Killed him?" Saxton could not help the fact that her voice shook with fear at what she had just experienced and was now seeing.
"What was I meant to do? Plus he'll live. Come on let's get out of here before the police turn up." With that Adam gently pulled Saxton away from the temporary dead immortal.
"You mean that guy was immortal. But if he was why did he attack me?" Saxton asked as they worked towards a car.
"I don't know Sax. To be honest I'm surprised he attached you were you were."
"You mean about the holy ground thing?"
Adam stopped mid stride and pulled Saxton to a stop as well. "How do you know about the holy ground thing?"
Realising what she'd just said Saxton looked guiltily down at the ground trying to avoid Adam's questioning gaze. "You told me earlier, back at the blues bar."
"No we didn't. We didn't get that far. Now tell me who told you about the holy ground thing?" Without realising it Adam started tightening his grip on Saxton's arm until she let out a small yelp of pain. Realising what he was doing he loosened his grip but did not release her.
"Could we just go somewhere and talk about this, please?" Saxton shakily asked seeing anger flash in Adam's eyes.
"Fine, get in!" Adam swung the car door open and climbed in while Saxton got in the passenger side. Once she was fully in he slammed the door and stormed to the drivers side.
Samantha pushed the key, which she had got from reception moments ago into the door. Once the lock clicked she pushed it opened revealing the silent hotel room. The room was empty; Saxton's suitcase was still lying on the spare bed with her dirty cloths lying inside out beside the suitcase.
"Well I guess she didn't come back here!" MacLeod stated the obvious as he stepped into the room following Samantha.
"Where do you think she could have gone? She's never been to Paris before, maybe she's got lost."
"She'll be fine Sammy. Adam's out looking for her and trust me when I say that there's no one better to look for her I'm not exaggerating." MacLeod moving over to sit on the desk chair looking around the room seeing that it was untouched apart from the suitcase on the bed.
"Does she have a cell phone with her?"
"Yeah. Why didn't I think of that earlier?" Samantha quickly pulled put her cell phone out of her pocket and pressed the speed dial for Saxton's phone.
Saxton picked up her phone on the firth ring "Hello?"
"Sax? Where the hell are you?" Samantha was relived to hear that her friend seemed to be unharmed.
"Sam, it's ok I'm with Adam. I'm sorry for running off like that but there was just something I had to do."
"What was so important that it couldn't wait till the morning?"
"I had to go see Richie. Look Sam I'll give you a call back later, ok?"
"No. Sax, where are you going? Sax are you there?" the quite was replaced by the dead tone.
"She hung up." Samantha looked at the phone in her hand in disbelief. "I can't believe she hung up!"
"Where is she?" MacLeod asked trying to make sure Saxton was truly ok.
"I don't know. All she said was that she had to go see Richie and that she was with Adam."
MacLeod was shocked by that and couldn't help but ask. "What do you mean, had to go see Richie?"
"That's all she said. She had to go see Richie, it may help her to try and understand what's happening here. You know our immortality and all."
"That's it? What exactly is happening here? How could she possible know about what happened with Richie? There was only me, Joe and Adam there that day, hell the watchers don't even know what happened exactly. What I read from her little dream diary, it made me wonder if she was there. That's impossible though as she wasn't even born. In fact from the record's I've managed to check out on her since you called about her I've found out that she was born the day after Richie died."
"You think there's something going on with her? How is that possible?"
"I don't know yet. How long have you know her exactly?" MacLeod asked trying to work his mind around all this.
"I've know her since she was eighteen my friend Romona introduced us. Her parents had just told her that with her been of legal age it was out of their hands and she had to get on with her life without them. I let her move in with me because of the fact she was pre-immortal and I was looking for a housemate anyway." Samantha stopped for a moment trying to think back to the time that she had first met Saxton.
"I believed she needed someone to watch over her in case something happened to her. She's quite quiet, keep's herself to herself most of the time but I've never known her lie to me about anything that mattered. I don't believe she'd lie about something like already knowing about immortals."
"Your sure about that?"
"Positive!"
"Then what's going on Samantha?"
"I don't know Mac! I've never seen her like this before. What about your friend Methos, he is the Methos isn't he?"
"Yeah he is and as for trusting him, well let just say if it's in his best interest then he's on your side if not all bets are off."
"For some reason I can't imagine you been friends with someone like that."
"Yeah well neither could I until I met Methos. He's one of a kind that's for sure."
"Can he be trusted with Saxton?" Samantha couldn't help the concern that was clearly showing in her voice.
MacLeod laughed at that, unable how to let Samantha know what he'd seen in Adam's eyes when he walked into the bar earlier on that night he stopped himself from saying anything for a few moments.
"I'd have to say you could trust Methos with Saxton's life. She, I believe he would class as in his own interests." MacLeod said a smile clearly plastered on his face and a twinkle in his eyes.
Samantha was puzzled, not understanding what MacLeod was implying. "Mac, what are you talking about?"
"I believe it would be a safe assessment to say that Methos is attracted to Saxton."