Disclaimer: I do not own Highlander. Rated M for language and mature situations.
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The Epilogue - The World is Full of Second Chances
The Bride and groom packed up and left the next day for Greece and their honeymoon cruise, with Mac as an extra passenger on their plane. His watcher didn't realize Duncan MacLeod was in Greece until two days later and by the time Hank got to Greece MacLeod had vanished. On the other hand, Amy took her flight the watchers had set up but instead of joining the crew of the private yacht, she found herself in her own huge stateroom and a very friendly Highlander was there to share it with her.
For the most part Joe and Mac avoided each other; it wasn't difficult since the yacht was so large, the two couples did both enjoy Gwen's Private tour of old Alexandria Egypt known as. "The Pearl of the Mediterranean." Gwen had lived there several times once under Alexander the Great himself in 333 BC. She not only knew were The Lighthouse of Alexandria was built but what it really looked like. The height of the lighthouse was 175 meters high, taller than the history books believed. Gwen also loved to talk about the Library of Alexandria which was the largest library of the ancient world and the place where great philosophers and scientists of that age came to seek knowledge. Alas, the Library was almost completely destroyed in 48 BC; sacked and badly damaged by the Romans when Julius Caesar accidentally set it on fire whilst burning his ships to frustrate his enemy Achilles, another reason Gwen hated the Romans so much.
The trip was almost perfect and Joe was shocked at how easily he had fallen into his new jet set life style that could only be provided by the money of an old Immortal. It seemed strange to him that only weeks ago he was on the other end of these trips watching from roof tops as immortals and their loved ones lived lives that were more financially secure than many millionaires. Joe was enjoying eating at all the best restaurants, without even a reservation, spending days relaxing in the sun reading Methos's Journals on the deck of his private Yacht and nights making love to his beautiful immortal bride. Life seemed too perfect, it was so easy to forget that underneath all this life were swords and it was bought with blood and at any moment another immortal could come and challenge Gwen and his world would be destroyed. Joe stayed up late talking to Amy about this and how fragile he felt this life was and how scared he was that his daughter was thinking of making the same decisions he had made to live in the world with the immortals. Amy just laughed and said Gwen was over 4500 and Duncan was over 400 and both had fought many immortals older and stronger than themselves and always won, that he was just being silly. But Joe had read in Methos Journal accounts of several immortals that sound so similar and just had a bad day, or slipped on wet ground, or ice and their head were taken.
Then there was this day in Sicily, when Mac and Gwen both went out sight-seeing together and left Joe and Amy on the Yacht. It seemed like a good idea at first, Joe wanted to just hang around reading another one of Methos's journals and Amy was feeling under the weather from some bad seafood she had eaten in the last port. But then they didn't come home and it was after dark. Then Joe and Amy both saw the light show coming from a beach not far from the Yacht. It was about a half hour later that the dingy came up alongside the Yacht, with Duncan driving it. His sweater was badly mangled and they didn't see Gwen until he docked and carried her up the gangplank and to her state room.
The only proof to Joe that Gwen had won was Duncan carrying an exquisite 16th century jewel encrusted broad sword, unfortunately its matching knife was still sticking out of Gwen's side. Both immortals looked like they had been through a war. Mac removed the knife and tried to tell Joe it wasn't anyone's fault they were just being stalked all day by two immortals, they had tried several times to lose them but it was a mutual decision that they had to make a stand and make sure these guy didn't follow then home to the Yacht.
"Gwen had used her magic to confuse them and keep the two at bay until she and I could find a place we wanted to take a stand. But when the fight finally erupted Gwen was very tired, and her magic become limited, so she had to rely on her training and technique with her blade. I decided to fight the bigger guy in an effort to even up the odds, and was able to take his head reasonably quickly. His quickening was just coming upon me as I saw Gwen was stabbed with the knife. The other immortal couldn't believe his own eyes that I killed his friend and the quickening of his friend distracted him for just a moment. Gwen who was in intense pain still took the advantage to take the other guy's head and then fell to her knees as the two quickening's blended into one large one entangling both of us. As soon as the quickening had ended, Gwen lay dead, and I carried her to the dingy and here we are." Mac explained.
"Duncan who were these guys, did you get their names, why were they after both of you?" Amy went into watcher mode asking questions.
"Amy chill out, I have never met them before but they seemed to know Gwen, wait until she comes too she knows about these guys she just told me they were bad news, we just tried to avoid the fight all afternoon. So just put that watcher hat away because you father is very upset and I doubt he gives a damn who they were, just that they are dead." Mac said as he left the room and went back to his cabin to shower and change.
"Amy can you stay a moment and help me get her out of these bloody things please? She hates to be coved in blood, it starts to smell and just brings back old memories of her days when she was a slave and she had to stay dirty with dried blood in her hair sometimes for days. How any man could have ever treated women like that I cannot comprehend. I know she was a slave, forced to be a whore but didn't anyone have any decency back then. Gwen says she can win any challenge like she did today because she was beat to death so many times that pain became her friend, and death a welcome rest. I have seen a lot of immortals that acted like animals during my thirty years of being a watcher but the men who held Gwen in slavery were all mortal. Then I think of some of our mortal history and I don't think we have evolved much as a species." Joe was almost in tears telling his daughter about his wife's past.
"I really don't know much about Gwen's early life, there is nothing in the chronicles about her until about 1500 BC when she first showed up as Methos's companion and said she was from Britain." Amy kept the conversation going as they cleaned up the blood and suddenly Joe saw Gwen begin to breathe again, but still not stirring.
"Well honey you have to ask her yourself, hell I keep forgetting you're still a watcher. You need to make a decision if you want to stay a watcher or stay with Mac, because you can't do both. I have been there it took me six years to make up my mind, way too long, I was a fool. I wasted too many years of happiness, yea there are down sides like tonight, but trust me little girl, the plus side makes up for everything. If Gwen lost her head tonight I still wouldn't regret one moment I have had with her, hell I could have a heart attack tomorrow."
"But Duncan hasn't asked me to stay with him, Dad we haven't talked about the future really at all, and I don't know what he wants," Amy turned her head from her father.
Joe went over and touched Amy's arm softly. "I don't know a lot of things about this crazy world but Amy I do know Duncan MacLeod. Do you think I would have let him on board this yacht if he didn't love you? I studied him for years, I know more about that man than he may even realize about himself. Trust me when I say the last thing Mac would do on God's green earth is romance my only child if he didn't love her. I am OK here, why don't you go see how he's doing?" Amy gave her father a hug and ran out of the room.
Joe just covered up Gwen with a blanket and lay down on the other side of the bed waiting for her to wake up. Joe's thoughts drifted back to the first day seven years ago he met Gwen back in front of the Seacouver Arts center, she was wearing a peasant blouse, a pretty flowered skirt those high brown leather boots she loved so much and was drenched to the bone from colliding with him and landing in a huge puddle. He laughed out loud thinking how wet yet still beautiful she looked.
Gwen stirred opening her eyes and turning to her husband and in a still weak voice asked him. "What's so funny?"
"Gwen your awake! I was just thinking of the first time I met you and you were not prepared for the spring weather in Seacouver. You had fallen in that huge puddle and it started to rain again, and you were drenched completely. The pretty flowered skirt and peasant blouse left little to the imagination."
"OH I just thought when you offered me your coat you were being a gentleman."
"Oh I was, trust me, five more minutes of looking at you like that and I might have lost my ability to be a gentleman ha ha." Joe laughed.
"It's the funniest things that change your entire life, I guess when you offered me your coat, well that's when I stated to lose my heart to you Joe. I said to myself maybe he is different from the other mortals. Later after dinner with Carol and Barney and we drank that wine and you sang those song to me and told me about what happened in Vietnam well I guess you opened my heart, like it hadn't been opened in eons."
"I still can't believes you love me, me just a mortal man, just an old burnt out old watcher with no legs."
Gwen sat up and looked at her husband still weak but moving. "Joe you are different form the other mortal men I have known. Yes I do think you giving me your coat that day when you were wet and cold too, won my heart, but I am the lucky one, I can't believe you love me. Joe who else would take care of me, who else but an old watcher like you, who else could understand my life. Who but you Joe could accept my past." Gwen said as she reached over hugged and started kissing Joe Dawson, the man she had waited over 4000 year for.
In another cabin Amy was entering to see Duncan get out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist. She looked at his strong chest and felt her heart skip a beat. "Duncan can I ask you a question?"
"Sure Amy ask me anything." Mac said looking a little embarrassed then grabbing his jeans and going back in the bath room to put them on.
"Dad says he wouldn't have let you came on the yacht if he wasn't sure you were in love with me. You haven't said so I just wanted to know if we are just playing around here or if there is something real. Yea I know it's early and I never thought I'd believe in love at first sight but these past couple of weeks have been really unbelievable to me and I am afraid I am going to lose my heart to you." Amy looked down and tried to hold back the tears she knew would come if he didn't respond with I love you back.
Duncan walked over to Amy and gathered her in his arms and kissed her softly first then finally deeply with much passion. He then took her face in his hands and told her. "Amy, Joe knows me better than I know myself. Yes Amy I am in love with you since the first moment I spent with you, don't ask why. It never happened to me like this before. Connor said I should marry you and forget the consequences but there are thing we need to talk about."
Amy looked at him "Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod we can talk later right now I just want to hold you and have you show me how much you love me!"
Duncan smiled and picked Amy up and carried her over to the bed. Yes there would be time later to talk right now he finally had just admitted his love to the first mortal women who accepted him for who he really was since Tessa, and for the first time in over 15 years he was truly happy again.\
Thousands of miles away at the University of Chicago, in an atmosphere of interdisciplinary scholarship and discovery, at the Pritzker School of Medicine we find...
Over half a world away a tall thin man with dark short hair had just finished taking his interviews to become a resident at the University Of Chicago Illinois Pritzker School Of Medicine.
"Good luck Dr. Stacy I hope you will be the next surgical resident at the medical school, your interview, grades and reference were all exceptional. We will be contacting you in a few weeks, good luck I have a feeling about you; that you are a man we want to have at this institution."
"Thank you Dr. Weathersbee, I will wait for you call." The man answered.
"Oh I am sorry you just put ME for the first name, we need your full legal name in order to process the application."
"Oh so sorry I'll correct that it's Merlin Edwin Stacy, ME was always a nick name my Grandparents who raised me called me since I was named after my grandfather."
Well if you are as good as you seem to be Dr. Merlin Edwin Stacy we could use a bit of a wizard in the OR around here. I hope to be seeing you soon." And the two men shook hands, Merlin Edwin Stacy gave his future teacher a wicked smile and then the man who was once the bookish young researcher Adam Pierson, became someone new; Dr. Merlin Edwin Stacy future trauma surgeon of Chicago Illinois.
Then end?
Edwin = means - wealthy friend
Merlin - the name of a real cool wizard
Stacy = means - everlasting
ME - were the two letters that Don Salzer wrote in his own blood to tell Macleod that Kalas was looking for Methos - Highlander season 3
Watch for my next fan-fiction a Highlander/ Dresden Files crossover. Methos becomes Dr. ME Stacy and goes to live in Chicago but life get a little more complicated after Methos meets the only Wizard that advertizes in the Chicago yellow pages. Enjoy this new adventure where Methos the Immortal now becomes just a new kind of weird, living in the supernatural community of Chicago and the world of Harry Dresden.
comming very soon
Methos Meets Harry Dresden in Excalibur and the Knights of the Cross
