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Summary: A response to the “20 minutes with Buffy” Challenge. Even after five thousand years some things can still surprise Methos. (Buffy/Methos)

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Highlander > Buffy-Centered > Pairing: Methos(Past Donor)DanKnightFR131942096,73614 Jun 0414 Jun 04Yes
Title: My Immortal

Author: DanKnight (itsmedan1975@aol.com)

Rating: PG.

Pairing: Buffy/Methos

Spoilers: Set post season 7 Buffy, but no real spoilers.

Crossover: Highlander/Buffy

Archive: Ask first, but I am sure I will say yes

Feedback: Are you kidding? Of course I want feedback. Good, bad, indifferent, bring it on!

Synopsis: A response to the “20 minutes with Buffy” Challenge. Even after five thousand years some things can still surprise Methos.

Distribution: Twisting the Hellmouth and Any of the list I post this story on obviously can post it on their archives if they want. Other then that I would appreciate if anyone asked first. Not because I am picky about who shows it, but I would like to actually see where it is going.

Authors Note: This is a response to the “20 minutes with Buffy” Challenge. The Challenge was basically to spend 20 minutes writing Buffy in a crossover situation. Disclaimer: Buffy does not belong to me. She is the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and some other people and companies that aren’t me. Methos doesn’t belong to me either. He and Highlander are the property of Davis-Panzer, Anchor Bay, Spike TV, Gaumont Television and others who are also not me. This story is for fun and I am making no profit off any of it.

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Buffy pulled out her stake as the four vamps surrounded her. Patrol had been slow lately in Rome. Without a Hellmouth around, patrolling in Italy was a picnic compared to her Sunnydale days.

But apparently someone had rolled out the red carpet tonight and Buffy found herself about to face four vampires.

“Well well.” One of the vamps remarked putting his arm over his friends shoulder. “Looks like the little girl actually thinks she is going to be able to stop us.”

“A big mistake indeed.” The other vampire answered. “I’ll tell you what. Drop that stake and end the charade and we will only make it hurt a little.”

The slayer just rolled her eyes in response, “Oh you so don’t know who you are dealing with.” And before the other vampire could answer Buffy landed a punch right to his face sending him falling on the floor. The fight was on.

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Methos walked down the street at night, admitting the lights and scenery. Even after all the millennia he had been on this earth Rome was still possibly the most beautiful city he had seen. And he should know, he was practically around for its birth.

Suddenly he heard something coming from around the corner. What sounded like a fight and a woman in trouble. The oldest immortal turned the corner and saw a small blond girl clearly in danger. Being attacked by four much larger men.

Realizing he had to help he quickly ran towards her.

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Buffy fell to the ground as the Vampires continued on her. She must be getting rusty after all these slow patrols. She should have at least dwindled their numbers to two by this point.

Just as one of them seemed to be on top of her she saw what appeared to be a young man grab one of them and toss them away. “Need some help ma’am?” He asked politely as he grabbed the next nearby attacker.

Seeing the opening Buffy quickly sprang up to her feet and before the two vamps not occupied with Methos knew what happened the slayer let out a roundhouse kick sending both of them flying to the ground.

“Maybe you don’t!” He exclaimed surprised. Before he could take in anything else he felt someone grab him from behind. It was the attacker he had just tossed a second ago. Methos tried to fight free but he was strong, stronger then anyone his size should be.

“What do we have here?” The other Vampire said as reached into Methos coat and pulled out his sword. “Looks like someone was on his way to carving a turkey!” he joked.

”Allow me!” He said as he pulled the sword back about to kill Methos with his own weapon. The ancient immortal was about to ponder the irony in it when he suddenly saw the person in front of him turn to dust.

As he disintegrated right before Methos eyes the young girl, having disposed of her own two attackers, grabbed the sword now falling freely before it hit the ground.

”Duck!” she said quickly. On instinct Methos ducked his upper body and heard a loud swooshing motion he knew all to well as that of a beheading. He felt the grip release and saw a head fall to the ground before turning into dust itself.

Methos stood up. He thought after all these years nothing could surprise him but he had to admit he had never seen anything like that.

“What on earth was all of that?” He asked.

“What? You don’t know?” The small girl asked, who from appearances didn’t look much older then the man in front of her. Even though she was actually centuries behind him. “I would think that is what the sword was for.”

Buffy then looked at the sword admiring it. “This is an amazing sword too.” She said in awe.

“You’re familiar with swords?” He asked surprised.

“Oh yeah. But I admit I never have seen one like this. It’s so long, and beautiful and…” She trailed off running her hands down almost seductively it as she did. Before suddenly realizing what she was doing. Had Methos been wiser to what Buffy was he would have known that the battle combined with the attractive company was doing things to her slayer half right about now.

“Sorry.” She said suddenly blushing. “Here.”

She handed the sword to him. Methos reached for it and felt his fingers brush against the blondes delicate hands as he did. He definitely noticed the sparks, and the small jump she made as they made contact. He may not understand women any better in that long, but he was good at reading signals.

“So young lady.” He said to her, “You never did tell me what all of that was.”

“You really don’t know?” She asked surprised.

“No.”

“Well, it’s a long story.” She said.

“I’ll tell you what.” He smiled at her, “I am dying to know so what do you say I buy you dinner. I know a great place down the road? You can tell me all about it.”

”You know. I am surprisingly hungry… for food.” She blushed.

“As am I. Come on.” Methos put his hand on her arm to motion her and felt the sparks again. He could tell he was in for a most interesting story. And maybe the beginning of a most unusual friendship, and more.

The End

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