It was coming up on midnight, and the three Immortals sat around
Duncan's barge were well into a large bottle of whiskey. Richie had
turned up quite unexpectedly that afternoon, and Duncan had chosen the
moment to invite his friend for a companionable drink. When Methos had
appeared, the get together had turned into an entertaining evening of
very old jokes and some tall tales. The youngest Immortal had known
that there was something going on between the two, but he'd been
having such a good time that he hadn't bothered to find out what. When
Mac had broached the subject over a very large glass of whiskey,
Richie had wondered if he was just a little more drunk than he looked.
"So you're going into an English school as a gym coach so that you can
protect this kid?" Richie wanted the Highlander's last statement
clarified, he wasn't quite sure he'd heard him right.
"Yep," the Scotsman replied with a grin.
"And you're going to play at being a math teacher," the young Immortal
turned his attention to Methos.
He had thought he just about had the ancient Immortal figured out on a
surface level, but this was quite a surprise. Methos did not seem the
type for a mission of mercy.
"He talked me into it," was the wry admission.
"So what's so special about this kid then?" it was the obvious
Duncan took the opportunity to explain all.
"His mother, Nicole, is a Watcher," the Highlander began, "and she was
discovered by her Immortal, one David Cole. He was not very happy
about being followed around, although according to Joe he doesn't know
about Watchers. The organisation moved her to England to try and keep
her safe, but Joe doesn't think it'll be enough. He reckons that this
Immortal will come after her and her son in the next few weeks. He's
asked us to keep an eye on things, just until they can find her a new
identity well away from Europe."
Richie nodded, he was beginning to comprehend the garbled information
Duncan had just decided to tell him.
"Sort of the Watcher's protection program," he commented.
Then it dawned on him, that there had to be a reason Methos was
grinning broadly whilst looking in his direction. He stared at his
"And so why do I think this has something to do with me?" were his
The other two Immortals glanced at each other in a most conspiratorial
"Well, going in as teachers is fine," Adam started the reasoning.
"But we can't stay with James all the time in those roles," MacLeod
continued, "the only person who could would be another pupil ..."
He didn't need to say any more, Richie had cottoned on, and his
expression said everything. He put his glass down on the table, and
his hands came up in a protective position.
"No," he said instantly and backed away, "you can't be serious. Not in
this lifetime ... no way ... I'm not doing it."