Title: You come with the dead who people my dreams
Fandom: Highlander/White Collar/The Losers movieverse
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: mentions of Caspian. Mentions of non-con&death
Pairings: Caspian/Jensen; Methos/Neal; Kronos/Neal
Rating: PG13
Wordcount: 260
Point of view: third
Prompt: Highlander/White Collar/Leverage/The Losers. Methos, Neil, Elliot, and Jensen. Neil was student to War, Elliot to Pestilence, and Jensen to Famine.
The kid sleeps curled up next to Methos most nights. He forgave Methos a long time ago, and there is no one else in the world who was there. Cassandra only remembers the bad times, but Neal… Neal fully embraced everything that came after the slavery. He was Kronos' pet, Kronos' right hand, but only because Methos gave the boy Neal once was to him. He isn't sure why he did that, now. It's been so long he can't remember.
Cassandra only remembers the monster Death was. Neal remembers the man.
And Methos remembers wide blue eyes, and a laugh that spiraled and grew, and damn, but the kid had such a way with a knife. He got over his fear quickly and asked questions, and he learned everything Methos taught.
And then Kronos wanted him. And Methos… he still loved Kronos then. Still thought the sun rose and set on Kronos. So he gave the boy to his brother and tried to forget how he'd tasted.
And now they're the only ones left. Caspian, Silas, Kronos—Methos knew them the longest, and Neal spent five hundred years at their feet and gasping beneath them, and now he sleeps in Methos' arms.
He'll find whoever took a hit out on Neal, whoever keeps sending headhunters after him. And he'll find out why. After that…
His phone chirps at him and he reaches over Neal to grab it. The kid now known as Jensen, Caspian's favorite student (and the only one to survive all of Caspian's rages) has found something.
Death grins.