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RETRIBUTION (Completed)
« on: October 22, 2011, 06:25:33 am »
The part of Joe Dawson is temporarily being understudied by Candy


Joe switches off the TV in his office...having just finished watching the movie Full Metal Jacket for the umpteenth time.  His mind drifts back to his own memories of Viet Nam....some good....some bad.  He focuses on the good ones and his comrades  After several minutes he sits up and opens the top drawer of his desk and takes out an address book. He opens it to a specific page then picks up the phone and dials the number.

[Joe] May I speak to Jonathan Williams? This is Joe Dawson.

Joe says to the person who answers the phone then waits.

[Williams] Hello. This is Jon Williams. How can I help you?

Williams says having just been told he had a phone call.

[Joe] Williams? This is Joe Dawson.

Joe pours himself a drink from the bottle he keeps in the bottom drawer of his desk as he waits for Williams to remember him.

[Williams] Dawson? By god! It's been years! How are you man?

Williams cries happily remembering his old comrade at arms.

[Joe] Old.

Joe says with a chuckle.

[Williams] You and me both.

Williams laughs.

Kim is bringing something to Williams when she hears the name she almost drops the tray. She quickly puts it on a table and rushes to hear the talk on the phone. Luckily she was ready, she'd bugged his phone a long time ago.


[Joe] So what have you been doing all these years?

[Williams] Ah, the usual.

Williams shrugs.

[Joe] You know you're a hard man to track down. I thought I was going to have to send out the Texas Rangers to find you.

Joe says only half jokingly.

Williams laughs.

Kim runs to her room and picks up the hearing device, hoping this would be the Dawson she'd been looking for so long ago.


[Williams] Work as a real estate broker. Once divorced. Remarried. Raising a teenage girl who isn't my daughter and reminds me of that whenever she isn't looking for money.

Joe grimaces at the thought of raising a teenager.

[Joe] A teenager. Man...that's got to be rough.

[Williams] Aah.

Williams shrugs it off.

[Williams] She's a good girl though. So it's not to bad.

Joe says thinking that he and Williams were just teenagers themselves when they got to know each other in Viet Nam.

Kim smirks, he wouldn't be complaining about her for much longer.


[Joe] Wish I could offer some advice but I have remained a confirmed bachelor all these years and haven't the slightest idea of how to raise a kid.

Joe says taking a sip of his drink.

[Williams] Thanks

Williams says ruefully.

[Joe] So...hey....the reason I called is....have you been in touch with any of the guys?

Kim listens intently, this could be important, maybe he knew where the others were.

[Williams] No. Your the first I've heard of you guys in years. Got out came home. Married my childhood sweetheart... boy was that a mistake.

Joe chuckles.

Williams shakes his head ruefully.


[Williams] Then well... was just to busy.

[Joe] Well.....I've been thinking a lot about the guys lately and I thought it would be kinda nice to get together with them....if any of them are still around. What do you think?

[Williams] You mean a reunion of sorts?

Williams asks thoughtfully.

[Joe] Yeah.

[Williams] Hmm...

Williams ponders still thoughtful.

[Williams] You know, I kind of like that idea.

Williams says after a long moment of thought.

[Joe] Yeah? Good. Well....since you're the first one I've found....and got in touch with....I'll have to get to work on locating the others.

Joe says his spirits lifting. He begins thumbing through the pages of his address book to see if he has any names already.

Williams is unable to help smiling at the thought of seeing all his old buddies again.

Kim smiles thinking on how many she's killed by now, and wonders if it's even possible to make a reunion now.


[Joe] So you live in Arlington, Texas?

[Williams] Yeah. Makes getting in and out of easy. What about you, Joe? Where've you been keeping yourself?

Williams asks.

Kim listens with all her attention, she doesn't want to miss a thing.


[Joe] I've made Seacouver, Washington my home. Even opened up a blues bar....just for fun. But my other job sends me to Paris sometimes. Got a bar there too.

[Williams] Wow guess you've got the digs to have this reunion at.

Williams chuckles

[Williams] So what are your bars called?

[Joe] The one here in the states is simply Joe's Bar.

Joe answers.

[Williams] And just out of curiosity... the one in Paris?'

Williams asks.

[Joe] That one is Le Blues Bar.

Joe answers taking another sip of his drink.

[Joe] So if I can get this thing put together.....you wouldn't mind coming up to the Pacific Northwest?

[Williams] No. I'd love to get up to Washington.

Williams says the smile clear in his voice.

Kim frowns thinking, is it possible that when she looked for this Dawson guy he was in Paris and that's why she missed him?


[Joe] Ok then. I'll get to work trying to locate everyone.

[Williams] To bad Sarge died back in 'Nam. This type of thing would have been right up his alley.

Williams sighs sadly.

[Joe] Yeah. He would have been the life of the party I'm sure.

Joe says sadly as he thinks again about Andy Cord.

[Joe] I was kind of hoping you would have kept in touch with someone from the gang. It would make my job of locating everyone easier....but....

Joe says with a chuckle.

[Joe] ....it'll keep me out of trouble I guess.

[Williams] If you want to me to look up a couple of guys. I'd be more than willing to.

Williams offers.

[Joe] Well....if you want.....you can look for Temple, Anderson, Johnson and Fleming and I'll take the rest.

Joe says, glad to have some help.

[Williams] Will do. I'll give you a call back in a couple of weeks and let you know where I'm at, alright?

Williams suggests.

[Joe] Great.

Joe says and gives Williams his number.

Kim smiles, he wouldn't have the chance to, now that she knows where Joe Dawson is, it's time to finish her job here.

Williams glances at his watch.


[Williams] Damn. Joe, I'd love to talk. But I'm meeting the wife and stepdaughter for dinner. I'll get back to you in a couple weeks alright?

Williams questions.

[Joe] Perfect. Great to talk to you, buddy.

Joe says and hangs up.

Kim puts down the hearing device with a smile, thinking what she's about to prepare them as their last meal.


[Kim] I hope they like raw meat for dinner.

Kim murmurs as she looks for her weapons.

To be continued
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RETRIBUTION Part 2
« Reply #1 on: October 22, 2011, 06:42:18 am »
The part of Joe Dawson is temporarily being understudied by Candy

Joe is drying and putting away the last of the glasses he has just finished washing in preparation for the evening crowd.

Craig pulls into the parking lot of Joe's Bar and parks. The parking lot is empty except for one other car, which he figures is Joe's. Having spent the day in meetings he is looking forward to a few quiet drinks before heading for home. He walks up to the door of the bar, pulls it open and  steps inside. As the door closes behind him he stands there, letting his eyes adjust to the dim lighting of the bar.

Joe looks up when the door opens and a stream of daylight cuts through the dimly lit bar. At first all he can see of the person who has just entered his establishment is their silhouette then, once the door has closed behind them he recognizes Seacouver's resident Immortal PI.

Craig 's finally adjust to the change in lighting and he sees that his assumption was correct and that the only other person in the bar is Joe. Smiling he walks over to the bar and takes a seat on the stool nearest this end of the bar.


[Craig] Whatever's on tap, Joe.

Craig says as he settles in.

[Joe] You got it.

Joe responds with a grin and moves over to the beer tap, takes a frosty mug out of the freezer below the tap and fills it. He sets a bar napkin on the bar in front of Craig and sets the mug on it.

[Joe] You're in here early.

Joe observes as he picks up the last glass and proceeds to dry it and slip it into its slot in the rack overhead.

[Craig] Yeah. Just wanted to unwind with a couple of cold ones before going home.

Craig says with a nod as he picks up the mug and takes a sip of its contents.

[Joe] Sounds like you had a rough day.

Joe says and reaches under the bar. He produces a wooden cigar box which he opens and holds out to Craig...inviting him to help himself to one of the Cuban cigars nestled snugly inside.

Craig picks one of the cigars out of the box and smiles at Joe gratefully.


[Craig] Depends on if you would call an entire day of meetings, rough.

Joe chooses a cigar for himself and closes the box, returning it to its shelf under the bar. He takes a cigar lighter out of his pants pocket and flips it over so the clipper is exposed and holds it out to Craig.

[Joe] What? No cheating husbands to follow or missing persons to locate?

Joe asks teasingly.

Craig takes the lighter from Joe and clips the end of his cigar then turns the lighter over and proceeds to light his cigar.


[Craig] You know....

Craig says when his cigar is lit and he has taken a few puffs to get it going real well.

[Craig] ....I wouldn't even mind staking out a cheating spouse right now.

Craig hands the lighter back to Joe.

[Craig] At least it would be a case. If it weren't for the PR work I'd be going nuts.

[Joe] Things a little slow...eh?

Joe says as he takes the lighter and lights his own cigar.

[Craig] Slow ain't the word. I'll tell you....the West Coast is definitely different than the East Coast.

Craig takes a drink of his beer.

[Craig] We had business year round back there. Out here it seems to be seasonal. And now that I have David handling our security clients....I either sit in the office and go stir crazy or take PR meetings.

[Joe] I'm sure the economy isn't helping things either.

Joe sighs and blows a smoke ring towards the ceiling.

[Joe] I've definitely seen a drop off in business around here lately.

[Craig] Yeah. It isn't helping matters. But even with a bit of a decline in business due to that....my New York office is doing great. The Chicago office is keeping its head above water, too. Those two offices are carrying this one right now....more or less.

Craig says and takes a puff of his cigar.

[Joe] You aren't considering shutting down your operation here....are you?

Craig shrugs.

[Craig] I don't know. I hate to. It would mean either uprooting the families of the three agents I have working for me or laying them off. Either way it wouldn't be easy on any of them. Besides....I've come to like it here. It's a nice little city. Clean...the people seem decent...property taxes are reasonable....employment regulations are lenient.

Craig takes a sip of his beer and looks at Joe over the rim of his glass. As he lowers it he smiles and says, "besides....there's no Joe's Bar back East."

Joe chuckles and takes another puff of his cigar. Suddenly a thought comes to him and he looks at Craig seriously.


[Joe] You know.....I think I might be able to help you out a little. If you're interested that is.

Craig sets his glass on the bar and looks at Joe. Seeing the seriousness in the bar owner's eyes he leans forward with interest.

[Craig] Talk to me.

[Joe] I am trying to locate some old Nam buddies of mine....trying to put a reunion of sorts together. With everything here and the bar in Paris and all.....I would have to do it in my spare time....which there really isn't much of....and it would take forever. You have much better resources than I do and I would be willing to pay you for those services. That is....if you're interested. I mean...it's not much....definitely not the case of the century....but...as you said...it beats sitting in your office going stir crazy.

Joe takes a puff of his cigar and blows a smoke ring towards the ceiling as he gives Craig time to think his proposal over.

Craig thinks about it for a few minutes as he puffs on his cigar. Then he takes a sip of his beer and looks at Joe.


[Craig] How many guys are we talking about?

[Joe] There were 10 in our unit. I know where one is and he said he would look for 5 of the guys which leaves 3.....one I already know is dead....but he's a realtor so you'd probably have better luck locating them than he would.

[Craig] So basically....7. Right? And when was the last time you saw or heard anything about them?

[Joe] Unfortunately....1968. For all I know they may all be dead.

Craig shakes his head.

[Craig] Nah....I doubt that. You're still alive.

Craig says only half joking.

Joe chuckles.

[Craig] It's always a challenge when trying to locate old military records.

Craig says and takes a sip of his beer. As he sets his glass back down he winks at Joe and adds, "and I have always loved a good challenge."

[Joe] Is that a yes?

Joe asks quirking an eyebrow questioningly.

Craig grins broadly and nods.

[Craig] Yeah. That's a yes.

Joe matches Craig's grin with one of his own and extends his hand across the bar.

[Joe] I'll pay whatever the going rate is plus expenses

Holding his cigar between his teeth, Craig takes hold of Joe's hand and gives it a firm single shake.

[Craig] The Bower Agency is at your service, Mr. Dawson.

Craig says, continuing to grin at Joe. As he lets go of Joe's hand he removes the cigar from his mouth and says, "I'll get on it as soon as you get me the names of the guys you want located."

[Joe] You're a gentleman and a scholar, Mr. Bower.

Joe says with a smirk.

[Joe] The list is in my office. I'll go get it right now.

Joe heads for his office. When he gets to the other end of the bar he stops and looks back at Craig and calls out, "and your next round is on the house."

Craig touches the end of his eyebrow with his first two fingers in a mock salute.

Joe disappears into his office and emerges a few minutes later with a sheet of paper in his hand. He carries it over and sets it on the bar in front of Craig.

Craig empties his glass and slides the empty out of the way, picks up the paper and reviews the list of names.

Joe removes Craig's empty glass and retrieves another frosty one, fills it and sets it on the empty napkin.


[Craig] Looks good, Joe.

Craig says and folds the paper up and stuffs it in his shirt pocket. Then he slides the fresh beer over in front of him and picks it up, taking a drink.

Kim sighs in relief as Seacouver comes into view at a distance. She still doesn't understand why she had to rush in here. She had to leave Arlington as soon as possible after what happened of course, it was the safest way, but why only sleep a couple of hours at a side road motel and drive another sixteen hours to get here? Joe hadn't mentioned he was planning to go somewhere.

Kim frowns thinking as she drives another couple of miles. She knows why, she's been looking for this Dawson guy for long enough, she can't wait to see him. She wonders how this one is and not for the first time, all of them seemed to be different here somehow when back at Vietnam they all looked the same. She shakes her head to clear her thoughts as she begins to think about what happened in her village.

Kim takes a few deep breaths to calm herself, luckily she's near the city now and has to pay attention to traffic, she doesn't want to have a car accident and draw attention to herself. She mentally plans what she's going to do when she gets there. Well, sleep is a priority right now, and then... At her last stop she had checked the yellow pages, and she'd found a bar named Joe's down on East Georgia Street, she wonders if it's the same bar he'd mentioned to Williams.

Kim makes a quick resolution as she drives through the traffic, she going to drive by and take a look at the bar. She takes the opportunity when she has to stop at a red light to get the Seacouver map she'd bought at her last stop. She opens it and puts it on the passenger seat in case she gets lost and needs it.

Kim smiles when she find the place at the first try, she's used to follow maps by now, every time she gets to a new town she has to use one at the beginning. She reduces speed as she passes the bar to take a good look at it. She sighs as she notices the 'Help Wanted' sign, so she has to play waitress again, her training as a Kunoichi keeps following her like a curse.

Kim is tempted to go back and take another look when she reaches the end of the street but thinks better and doesn't. Someone might notice her, and she really needs to get some rest, she can't walk in there to get that job looking like she hadn't slept in two days, she'd never get a job looking the way she does now. So she moves ahead planning to stop at the nearest cheap hotel and come back to get that job later.


To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 3
« Reply #2 on: October 22, 2011, 07:08:30 am »
The part of Joe Dawson is temporarily being understudied by Candy

Methos smiles looking at Joe and the new waitress, he shakes his head amused as he turns to Aldria.

[Joe] Kim? Do you have any questions before the Friday night rush gets here?

[Methos] So do we tell him or not?

Joe asks concerned that tonight will be her first busy night.

[Kim] No, Mr. Dawson, I think I've got it.

Kim manages to give him a small smile.

[Kim] As I've said, I've done this in Japan, sir.

[Joe] Please.....call me Joe.

Joe corrects her with a grin.

[Kim] Alright, Joe.

[Ally] I dunno... It could be kind of awkward What with him being a watcher.

[Joe] Mike will be in to tend bar in about an hour so....if you're Ok....I see some friends I want to go say hi to.

Ally murmurs, a little amused that the watcher had an immortal working for him and didn't know it.

Kim smiles wider this time.


[Kim] Alright, Joe.

Methos chuckles seeing the irony in it, then he shrugs.

Joe glances over at Methos' table and notices his glass is almost empty so he grabs two glasses, one for himself and one for his friend and fills them both. Then he heads for Methos' table.


[Joe] Looks like you need a refill.

Joe says as he approaches the table. He sets one glass down in front of Methos and takes a seat across from his friend.

[Joe] So how is life in the court room, Ally?

[Methos] Yeah, I do, Thanks, Joe.

Methos smiles with a nod.

Joe asks Ally as he sits back and takes a sip of his beer.

Ally shrugs.


[Ally] It's same old same old.

[Methos] Don't you get bored by it?

Methos asks Aldria with a frown.

[Methos] Judging people as a profession?

[Ally] I do. Which is probably a sign it's getting close for Ally Everson to pass on.

Ally sighs.

[Joe] Then what?

[Ally] I dunno. I'll give it a while yet. Do some research she if I can't find something to perk my interest.

Ally smiles.

[Methos] Well, you could join the Watchers after I leave, I can't stay there forever.

Methos suggests smiling at Joe.

[Joe] Maybe you could become a TV judge.

Joe says with a chuckle.

[Ally] A... no to the TV judge. I don't allow camera's in my courtroom now! I could never do the TV thing!

Ally protests with a laugh.

Joe laughs.


[Joe] Have you ever thought about changing departments? Like family court? Or civil?

[Ally] But the Watcher thing doesn't sound bad. Not as if I haven't before.

[Methos] It's always good to have someone on the inside.

Methos smirks side glancing at Joe.

[Joe] You planning on leaving me soon?

Joe asks looking at Methos with concern.

[Methos] Come on, Joe. Adam is forty, can't avoid the inevitable.

Methos shrugs trying to look unconcerned.

[Ally] And products only let one age for so long.

Ally agrees.

[Methos] Sooner or later I'll have to. When people start telling me how young I look it's my cue to leave.

Craig gathers up a few files and puts them in his briefcase. He says goodnight to Linda and leaves the office. He heads for Joe's Bar to share his progress on Joe's case with Joe.

Joe sighs. It will be a sad day when Adam Pierson ceases to exist because he knows that it will also mean Methos will move on and he has become quite attached to the smarmy Immortal.


[Ally] Course with the way you keep moving around, that helps you.

Ally grins at Methos

Kim side glances at Joe's tables wondering what they're talking about, she tries to find an excuse to come closer and begins to clean up the table even though they don't need it yet.


[Ally] That's a good chunk of the reason why I moved from New York to Seacouver, instead of creating a new identity.

[Joe] So.....

Joe decides to change the subject.

[Joe] What do you think of my new barmaid?

[Ally] Um... She's an interesting choice...

Ally says cautiously.

Methos side glaces at the new girl slightly amused.


[Methos] She looks nice.

Kim smiles slightly keeping her head down, so he thought she was nice, did he?

[Methos] But looking nice and being nice are two different things.

Methos murmurs as the girl moves to the next table a little far away.

[Ally] Uh huh.

Ally agreed having met enough people who weren't.

[Joe] It was strange. Jess had just told me she was going to have to quit. I hadn't even advertised for someone yet and Kim showed up.

[Methos] Hmm, sooner or later we all end up showing in here after all. I don't think you need to advertise much.

Methos says deeply amused at the fact that Joe's bar seemed to be Immortal Central Station.

Craig pulls into Joe's parking lot, grabs his briefcase and heads for the door. As he approaches it he feels the buzz of multiple Immortals and hesitates before opening the door...not really wanting to run into Nikki yet. He quickly reviews his memory of the cars he observed in the parking lot and since he doesn't remember seeing Nikki's truck he goes ahead and opens the door and steps into the bar.

Joe quirks an eyebrow at Methos wondering what his criptic comment means.

Craig stands inside the door and looks around. He recognizes Nikki's friend, Adam Pierson and the lady judge he had met once a while back sitting with Joe and he relaxes a bit.


[Ally] Aah, the detective.

Ally murmurs softly.

[Methos] Yeah, just to prove my point.

Methos chuckles amused.

Joe follows Ally's gaze and sees Craig standing at the door.

Kim glares warily at the door as she feels the buzz, another one?

Craig motions to Joe to join him and heads for an empty table towards the back of the bar. As he passes the barmaid he feels the hairs on the back of his neck bristle telling him she is also an Immortal and he quickly and inconspicuously glances at her, memorizing her features (occupational hazard).

Joe sees Craig motion to him and looks back at Methos and Ally and smiles apologetically as he gets to his feet.


[Joe] Excuse me, you two.

Joe says simply and heads for the table Craig has sat down at.

Craig places his briefcase on the table and opens it. He removes two file folders.

Joe sits down at the table and looks at Craig expectantly.


[Joe] I take it you've made some progress?

[Ally] Wonder what that's all about.

Craig slides the two folders over to Joe.

Ally murmurs to Methos


[Craig] Yeah. But just with two of the names you gave me.

[Joe] Want a beer or something?

[Methos] He'll talk about it later.

Methos shrugs before he takes a sip of beer.

Joe asks as he opens the first folder.


[Craig] Sure.

Craig answers simply.

Joe motions to Kim.

Kim proceeds to clean the tables moving as inconspicuously as possible until she can hear Joe and the new man talking.


[Joe] Kim?

Joe calls to her when she doesn't acknowledge his motion.

[Kim] Yes? Mr. Daw... Joe.

Kim stops and looks up.

[Craig] Just a Bud.

[Joe] Would you bring a bottle of Budweiser and a glass for my friend?

Joe says to Kim.

Kim nods and walks to the bar to get his order keeping an eye on them through the mirror.


[Craig] So when did you start hiring Immortals, Joe?

Craig asks watching the girl.

[Joe] Imm....what?

Joe asks a bit confused. Then he remembers Methos' comment and it suddenly makes sense.

[Craig] You didn't know?

Craig asks and then realizes that he wouldn't.

Joe looks back at Kim and shakes his head.


[Joe] No. I didn't.

Kim quickly brings back the beer, puts it in front of the man and resumes her work on the tables.

[Joe] Thank you, Kim.

Joe says politely.

[Craig] Well....I guess even Immortal girls need jobs, too.

Craig says with a shrug.

[Craig] Anyway.....back to your case.

Joe gives another glance at Kim making a mental note to check her out on the Watcher Database later then looks back at the file in front of him.

[Craig] As you can see, Anderson and his family were killed in an auto accident 5 years ago. The brakes on their car failed.

Craig says regarding the file Joe is currently looking at.

[Joe] It says they found the brake lines were cut.

Joe says reading from the report in front of him.

Kim hides a smile thinking about the way she had 'fixed' that guy's car. One useful thing she'd learned from an American GI was mechanics. Kim sighs thinking, that one wasn't so bad, he even treated her like a human being and not just a piece of meat, too bad she had to kill him when he suspected she was a spy.


[Craig] Yeah. But they never had a suspect and the case is currently considered a dead cold case.

[Joe] Wonderful.

Joe says dejectedly. He closes the folder and puts the next one on top of it and opens the folder.

Kim comes back from her reverie, it's not the time to think about the past. She better listen to what they're saying.


[Craig] I have David working on Temple. I found a phone number for him and a current address in Philadelphia but he hasn't answered his phone the last 20 times I've called.

Joe reads through the brief uninformative report and shakes his head.

[Joe] And nothing on the other names?

[Craig] No. Not yet. David left for Philly this morning and will get back to me as soon as he knows something. I haven't given up on the other names. It's just going to take some time. I hope you weren't in any kind of hurry to do this reunion.

[Joe] No. I knew it was going to take some time.

[Craig] Has your friend in Texas had any luck?

Joe shakes his head.

Kim smiles as she hears the word reunion, if he could gather three guys he was lucky.


[Joe] No. In fact he was glad when I told him I had hired someone who said they would take care of the entire list because his assistant just up and quit so he is a bit short handed right now.

Joe hands the files back to Craig.

Craig nods as he takes the files from Joe and puts them back in his brief case. He takes a long drink of his beer as he closes his case.


[Craig] Well....don't give up hope. I'll keep you posted.

[Joe] Ok. I really appreciate it. I realize that after all these years....not everyone is going to be alive. That's expected.

Craig nods as he takes another long drink of his beer.

[Craig] Yeah. That's very true.

Craig finishes his beer and sets the empty bottle on the table.

[Craig] Well....I'll let you get back to your friends. I just wanted to bring you up to speed before going home.

[Joe] Ok. Thanks, Craig. Keep me posted.

Craig grabs his brief case as he gets to his feet.

[Craig] I will. Catch ya later.

Craig says with a smile and heads for the door.

Kim frowns thinking what she did to Temple, she didn't remember anymore, she has to check her papers.

Joe gets up and heads back over to Methos and Ally's table.

Craig leaves the bar and heads for home.


[Joe] Sorry about that.

Joe says as he reclaims his seat at his friends' table.

Methos shakes his head amused at Craig.


[Methos] Another boy scout.

[Joe] I hired Craig's firm to look for some old war buddies of mine.

Joe says in explanation.

[Joe] So why didn't either of you tell me that Kim is one of you guys?

Joe asks as he sits back and finishes his glass of beer.

[Methos] Why should we? Even Immortals need money to live, you know? So come on, Joe, look on the bright side, she'll never be able to say she's sick to skip work.

Methos smiles amused before he finishes his beer.

Joe can't help but chuckle. Methos definitely has a point. And if he didn't find it as all suspicious then Joe won't look for trouble where there is none.


[Ally] Besides if we didn't tell you... you had an excuse for claiming ignorance later.

Ally grins.

[Joe] Plausible deniability?

Joe says with a snicker.

[Ally] Exactly.

[Methos] Besides she doesn't know about the Watchers, I've showed my tattoo to her and she didn't even look at it.

Methos smirks as he gestures Kim to come to their table.

Kim walks from the bar and stops in front of them.


[Kim] What can I get you?

Kim asks with a small shy smile.

[Ally] I'll have another Fat Tire.

Ally says raising her amber ale container to indicate she would like another.

Roy enters the bar setting off a buzz for the other Immortals.

Joe notices Mike come in from the back and looks up at Kim, shaking his head.


[Joe] Mike's here. So I need to get his drawer ready for his shift.

Joe gets to his feet and smiles down at Ally and Methos

Ally glances up instinctively at a buzz, and sees a new immortal.

Methos looks up as he feels the buzz, at first he thinks it's Craig again until he sees an unknown man.


[Joe] You two will excuse me. Enjoy your evening.

Joe heads for the bar.

[Methos] What? Another one?

Methos murmurs under his breath.

[Ally] Everyone comes to Joe's don't they?

Joe proceeds to go through the procedure of closing out his cash drawer and turning the reigns over to Mike then he disappears into his office.

Ally murmurs back.

Kim side glances at the door and is surprised to see yet another Immortal.


[Methos] Guess so. I'll have a draft, please.

Methos asks Kim as he looks at the new Immortal without being too obvious.

Kim nods and moves to the bar to get their orders.

Roy rubs his head while walking to the bar at the due to the numerous other Immortal buzzes.


[Ally] Something tells me he might be on the young side of things.

Ally murmurs to Methos as she studies the newcomer.

Roy sits at the nearest table while continuing to rub his head.


[Methos] Yeah, they rub the head in the beginning.

Methos whispers to Aldria.

[Methos] Don't remember if I did it or not.

Aldria agrees.

Kim brings them their orders and silently puts them in front of them. She moves to the table where the new Immortal has sat down.


[Kim] What can I get you?

Roy looks up suddenly as one of the buzzes approaches him.

[Roy] I'd like a Wild Turkey straight.

Kim nods as she moves to the bar to get his order.

[Methos] I wonder what was that thing between Joe and Craig. Joe didn't exactly look happy for a guy who's planning on a reunion.

Methos comments as he plans to take it out of Joe later.

[Ally] No he didn't.

Ally sighs.

[Ally] You should get it out of him... sooner or later.

Ally suggests with a smirk at her old friend.

Kim studies the newcomer through the mirror of the bar as she waits for Mike to give her what she asked for, he looks like a young Immortal, he keeps rubbing his head.


[Methos] Oh, I will. Sooner or later Joe ends up telling me everything.

Methos says smirking amused.

Roy sits at table while observing everyone else in the room.


[Ally] Which of course you don't encourage do you?

Ally snickers.

[Methos] Oh no, of course not, you know me.

Methos chuckles keeping an eye on the other two Immortals in the room.

Kim comes back with the drink and puts it in front of the newcomer.


[Kim] Do you need anything else?

Kim asks ready to move away.

[Roy] Thanks. Can I get a second of your time.

[Kim] A second?

Kim asks amused.

[Kim] Didn't that pass already?

[Roy] Yeah. I just got into town. I figure you know who's who being in a bar.

Roy puts the emphasis on who.

[Kim] Sorry, I'm new in town too. This is my first week here.

Kim side glances at the other two Immortals.

[Kim] But so far they didn't do anything, they're friends of the owner.

[Methos] And now they are talking about us.

Methos whispers to Aldria amused.

[Roy] I really don't want to get the wrong side of the major players right now. Not a good way to get ahead in life if you know what I mean.

[Ally] Of course they are. What else do we expect? Not like they have a clue who we are.

Ally grins feeling amused herself.

[Kim] Yes, I know. I try to stay away from trouble myself.

Kim says with a small smile playing on her lips.

Roy continues drinking while while the buzzing subsides.


[Methos] Young Immortals are so funny, do you think we where like them once?

Methos asks with a smile, he's not sorry he can't remember that.

[Roy] I got a really bad headache when I walked in here. I figure those two are elders.

[Ally] I dunno. I was a priest when I was that age. Different rules.

Ally chuckles softly.

Kim smiles amused, so she was right, this one is new.


[Kim] You'll get used to it after a while.

Roy looks in the direction Methos and Ally while thinking.

[Roy] I don't recall my teacher saying it was that overwhelming based only that "it" would be felt. I guess that's what getting older does.  Maybe that's why its affecting my speech.

[Methos] Hey, Kim!

Methos calls her out loud.

[Methos] So no music tonight? Will you please tell your boss we're ready in here?

Methos asks her with a smile.

Joe finishes searching the Watcher Database for info on Kim. Coming up empty he shuts down his computer and leans back in his chair, thinking.

Roy picks the the remainder of his drinks before walking to the bar.


[Ally] What you just want to harass Joe more?

Ally asks with a smirk.

Kim nods as she moves to the door of Joe's office and knocks.


[Joe] Yeah.

Joe calls out in response to the knock on his door.

[Methos] Keep him busy, so he doesn't worry too much, until he tells me all about it.

Methos smirks looking at Joe's office door.

Ally snorts amused.

Kim opens just a crack of the door and tells Joe.


[Kim] Joe, people are starting to ask about the music.

Joe looks up at her.

[Joe] Hasn't the band showed up?

Joe asks as he gets to his feet.

[Kim] No, they didn't. They're late I guess.

[Joe] Oh hell.

Joe grumbles.

Kim answers looking back at the empty stage.


[Joe] I'm on my way.

Kim nods and goes to attend the tables, people are starting to show up.

Joe informs Kim and grabs his guitar out of the corner. As he passes the bar he calls out to Mike, "Call Kevin and tell him this is the second weekend in a row and he's fired." Then he walks up onto the stage, sits on the stool and begins to play and sing the River.


To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 4
« Reply #3 on: October 22, 2011, 07:49:32 am »
The part of Joe Dawson is temporarily being understudied.

Joe comes out of his office and walks behind the bar and pours himself a cup of coffee.

Ally sighs and pulls into Joe's parking lot.


[Ally] A beer is going to feel so good.

Methos parks his Land Rover, comes out and takes a look around as he feels an Immortal buzz, he takes a deep breath when he sees Aldria so he locks the door and walks in her direction.

Ally feels the buzz and looks up and around. Seeing Methos she smiles.


[Ally] Hey. How are you doing today?

[Methos] Are you asking me about my health?

Methos asks slightly amused.

[Ally] No. I know better than that!

Ally laughs.

[Ally] I'm asking... how your day went.

[Methos] Alright, I guess. You know Watchers.

Methos answers evasively with a shrug, refusing to go through it all over again.

[Ally] Oh?

Ally asks with a small smile.

[Methos] Come on, let's get a beer. Don't want to discuss business right now.

Methos suggests as he shrugs again, and begins to walk to the door without waiting for her reply.

[Ally] A beer sounds good to me.

Ally says as she pulls the door open and steps into the bar.

[Methos] Or two.

Methos adds with a smile as he follows her inside Joe's bar.

[Ally] Or more, knowing you.

Ally laughs.

Joe looks up when the door to his bar opens and sees the 2 Immortals. He grins and waves to them.

Ally smiles and waves back at Joe, and makes her way over to the bar. Knowing Methos would head there as well.


[Methos] Hey Joe.

Methos says as he walks closer.

Joe automatically fills a frosted glass with beer from the tap.


[Joe] Where are you two sitting tonight, Pierson?

Joe asks with a sly smirk.

[Methos] Let the lady choose?

Methos looks at Aldria with a smirk.

[Ally] Wherever. I'm good. Joe, I forget. What do you have on tap?

Ally asks turning towards Joe.

[Joe] Do you prefer domestic or import, young lady?

Joe says with a flirtatious smile.

[Ally] Uh huh. Young... and a mix of both.

Ally grins brightly at Joe.

[Joe] Your wish is my command.

Joe says with a wink and proceeds to fill a frosted glass with half of on and half of the other.

Methos shakes his head.


[Methos] Now there's something I've never tried before, at least not in a glass.

[Ally] Not quite what I meant, but I'll drink it.

Ally laughs taking the mug and taking a swallow.

Joe bursts into a hearty laugh.


[Joe] I really didn't expect you to drink it, Ally. I was just joking.

Joe says through his laughter.

[Ally] But it's mine now.

Ally laughs and takes another swallow.

Joe glances at Methos expecting him to make some sort of smarmy remark.


[Ally] Joe, can I have spoon or something? I want to mix these two.

Ally says as she sit on a stool at the bar.

[Methos] A spoon?

Craig pulls into the parking lot of Joe's Bar, parks and gets out of his SUV. He grabs his brief case and heads for the front of the building.

Methos asks disbelievingly, he makes a face like he's going to be sick.


[Joe] Well....I'm fresh out of or somethings but here....try this.

Joe says and hands her a swizzle stick with a wink.

[Ally] I suppose that'll have to do.

Methos shakes his head again as he sits on a bar stool. He stiffens almost immediately as he feels an Immortal buzz and looks at the door.

Joe waits for the two to decide where they're going to sit so he can bring them their drinks.

Ally grins taking the stick and mixes the beers as she glances to the door casually to see who was the source of her buzz.

Craig approaches the front of the building and immediately feels an Immortal buzz. He had been so deep in thought as he pulled in that he had failed to notice what cars were in the parking lot. He hesitates slightly then thinks to himself  "what the hell," and opens the door and steps inside the bar.

Joe is carrying Methos and Ally's drinks over to their table when the door of the bar opens and he glances in that direction. Seeing Craig he grins and nods toward the end of the bar then he delivers the drinks and says, "I'll be right back," then he heads for the end of the bar.

Craig sees Joe signal for him to meet him at the end of the bar and heads for it. He reaches it just before Joe and sets his brief case on an empty bar stool and opens it.


[Joe] Hey, Craig Can I get you something to drink?

Joe says as he joins Craig at the end of the bar.

Craig shakes his head.


[Craig] No thanks, Joe. I can't stay. I just wanted to give you an update and let you take a look at this.

Craig says holding a file folder out to Joe.

Methos side glances at Joe and Craig wondering again what was going on, he intended to find out today.

Joe takes the folder and opens it. As he glances at the notes written on the yellow legal pad paper inside the folder he glances over at Craig questioningly.

Ally takes a drink of her beer, but carefully keeps an ear cocked at Joe and Craig, intending to eavesdrop as much as she can.


[Craig] So far all I have been able to find out is that 8 out of the 10 guys in your unit are dead.

Craig explains.

[Craig] And they all appear to have died under normally unsuspicious circumstances.

[Joe] What do you mean by normally unsuspicious?

Joe asks leaning across the bar for a more intimate conversation.

Craig closes his brief case and says, "each one died from different circumstances.....ones that after the cops initial investigation were determined to not necessarily have been caused by another person".


  Methos smirks at Aldria while he tries to listen to conversation at the end of the bar.

Joe understand what Craig is saying and nods silently.

Ally returns Methos' smirk. Just pleased that she could over hear the conversation.


[Craig] Edwards was the only one who died from foul play. His family were shot by someone who broke into their home 20 years ago.

Joe looks at Craig in surprise.

[Joe] My God. That's awful.

[Craig] The ensuing investigation determined that Edward's brother did it and he was convicted and got the death penalty. He's still sitting in Sing-sing's death row. I guess he's been trying for an appeal but isn't having any luck.

[Ally] Edwards... That sounds awful familiar.

Ally mutters

Craig says remembering what he had learned about Edwards.

Methos side glances at Aldria as she murmurs still keeping attention to the conversation.


[Ally] That's it!

Ally hisses at Methos.

[Ally] I remember that Edwards case. I was the judge.

Joe looks back at the page in the file folder.

[Joe] I see that Anderson died in a car accident caused from brake failure.

Craig nods as he remembers the details.

[Craig] Yes. They found that the line was cut but they determined that it could have been cut accidentally so they never pursued it.

[Methos] Oh, so you convicted people to death, huh? I'm shocked!

[Joe] And Temple drowned?

Methos teases in a whisper as he keeps listening to the conversation.

[Craig] Yeah. He was in his hot tub. They determined that he had been drinking and probably passed out and drowned.

[Ally] Jury did.

Ally murmurs back.

[Joe] And it says that Johnson died in a sky diving accident?

Craig nods.

[Craig] He apparently belonged to a sky diving club and they were doing a routine jump but his chute didn't open and his backup failed.

Joe grimaces as he imagines the feeling someone would have knowing that you were going to fall to your death and there is absolutely nothing to do to stop it.

[Joe] King died when he fell off of a 10th floor hotel room balcony?

Joe says looking up from the folder.

[Craig] Yeah. He was alone in the room and none of the hotel staff remembered him having any guests so it was determined that he lost his balance....probably drunk....and fell over the railing to the street below.

[Ally] Craig's right. More than a little suspicious when you put these deaths together, isn't it?

Ally mutters softly.

[Ally] I wonder if...

[Joe] It says that Patterson died from a heart attack?

Joe says and looks at Craig questioningly.

[Joe] How is that suspicious?

[Craig] Patterson was a health nut. Lifted weights....exercised regularly....ate only organic foods....never drank You know the type. He had just had a complete physical a month before he died and the doctor said he had been in perfect condition....completely healthy. Not even high cholesterol.

[Joe] Yeah.

Joe says remembering Patterson.

[Joe] He was like that even in Nam. It was irritating as hell.

Joe says with a slight chuckle.

[Craig] Yeah well....how does a guy with a perfect bill of health suddenly die of a massive heart attack?

Craig asks not really expecting an answer.

[Joe] Was an autopsy done?

Joe asks looking through the file.

[Craig] Yeah. But nothing was found. Clean tox screen....nothing.

[Joe] So they called it natural causes then.

Joe says with a nod and closes the file folder and lays it on the bar.

Craig nods.

Methos frowns thinking this over, he didn't believe in such coincidences. And too many 'accidents'.


[Craig] Unfortunately....in the larger cities....forensics is more advanced than in smaller rural areas like where Patterson died and someone would know that there are a lot of things that can cause a heart attack without showing up on any tox screen.

[Joe] True.

Joe says in agreement.

[Craig] So now do you see why I say normally unsuspicious circumstances?

Joe nods.

[Joe] Yeah. But what makes you think these are suspicious?

[Ally] Once is chance, twice is coincidence, three times is conspiracy

Ally mutters her favorite quote under her breath.

[Methos] What about four times?

Methos asks slightly amused.

[Craig] If I had heard about any of these deaths in the news at the times they happened I probably wouldn't think anything about it. But learning about them now....well let's just say that the cop in me has a little alarm that goes off when something seems fishy and it is screaming at me right now.

Craig says with a bit of a smirk.

[Ally] Anything pass three times is conspiracy

Ally says back softly.

[Craig] Alone they are completely benign cases. But...well....they aren't really alone, are they? Each one of these men are connected to each other. And to you. And they all died at a relatively young age.

[Methos] Oh, ran out of ideas after three, huh?

Methos teases with a smirk.

[Ally] It's just a quote. I didn't come up with it... not actually sure who did.

Joe listens to Craig and begins to understand what he is saying. He looks at Craig and nods then he leans closer to Craig.

Ally retorts grinning.


[Joe] So you think their deaths are connected somehow?

[Craig] As connected as their lives were. I just haven't figured out what that connection is.....yet. But don't worry, Joe. I'm good at what I do and I will.

Craig says confidently.

[Methos] Not me, I would have thought of something better.

Methos chuckles softly.

[Ally] Oh, I'm sure.

Ally says rolling her eyes amused.

[Ally] So would I, for that matter. But it's still an apt quote.

[Joe] Just to clarify.....are you thinking that someone is responsible for each of the guys' deaths?

Craig picks up his brief case and stands up. With a nod he says, "I'd stake my reputation on it. And since there are only 2 of you left.....and I know that YOU'RE not a cold blooded killer....." He leaves his thought open ended for Joe's imagination to finish.

[Joe] Williams isn't either.

Joe says confidently.

[Joe] He wouldn't even kill the giant cockroaches they had over there.

[Craig] Then someone....someone outside of your unit has one hell of a grudge against you guys and has been methodically eliminating your unit one by one.

[Joe] Wonderful.

Joe grumbles.

[Craig] So if I were you, Joe.....I'd watch my back. Like I said....there are only 2 of you left.

Craig warns.

[Craig] I have to go but I'll call you as soon as I know something else.

Joe nods and holds out his hand.

[Ally] The ninja...

Ally whispers under her breath.

[Joe] Thanks, Craig. You're going above and beyond. I appreciate it.

Craig takes Joe's hand and gives it a slight shake.

[Craig] You're more than welcome, my friend. Take care of yourself....alright?

[Joe] Yeah. Definitely.

Joe says and lets go of Craig's hand.

[Methos] Ninja? There are no real ninjas left, only imitators.

Methos frowns slightly looking at Aldria, wondering what was she thinking.

[Joe] Be careful yourself. If whoever is responsible gets wind that you're on their tail they might get a little pissed.

[Craig] Welcome to my world.

Ally just shook her head at Methos.

[Ally] I'll explain later.

Ally mutters.

Craig says grinning like a Cheshire cat. Then he turns and hurries out of the bar.

Joe watches Craig leave and then gets an idea. He picks up the file folder off the bar, turns and heads into his office and closes the door. He sits down at his desk and opens his Rolodex Finding the right card he dials the phone.


[Joe] Come on Williams.....and answer your damn phone.

Joe mumbles as he listens to the phone ringing. After letting the phone ring several times, Joe finally gives up and hangs up.

[Joe] Damn! I'll just have to try again later.

Joe says aloud to himself. He gets up and goes back into the bar. Pouring himself a glass of scotch he walks over to where Methos and Ally are sitting and stands in front of them. He hopes Methos is in a good mood because, right now, he could use a couple of Methos' famous smarmy jokes.

[Methos] So... how is your reunion going?

Methos asks pretending he wasn't listening to the conversation before.

[Joe] Humf.

Joe snorts.

[Ally] Care to elaborate on that 'humf'?

Ally asks.

[Joe] It looks like it will have to take place on the other side of the pearly gate.

Joe says sarcastically.

[Methos] Oh, I hope you invite Saint Peter then, he might get upset if you don't.

Methos says before he takes a sip of beer.

[Joe] He's the doorman up there....isn't he?

Joe says with another snort and empties his glass.

[Joe] There were 10 of us in the unit over there in Nam. There is only 2 of us left.

Joe says glumly.

[Ally] Jeez! What happened?

Ally asks, pretending she hadn't heard the whole thing.

Methos drinks some more beer to cover a smile, amused at Aldria's acting.


[Joe] According to what Craig has found out....each one has met with an untimely death over the course of 20 years.

Joe says in answer to Ally's question.

[Joe] He seems to think that someone from outside of the unit is methodically eliminating each one of us.

Joe adds and refills his glass.

[Joe] You guys ready for another round?

[Methos] That must be one hell of a revenge... to last 20 years.

Methos says as he gives his empty glass to Joe.

[Ally] Sure. How about a Crown and Coke this time though?

Ally says as she swallows the last of her mix.

Joe takes Methos and Ally's empty glasses and places them in the sink below the bar and grabs a fresh frosty glass from the fridge. He fills it with draft and sets it in front of Methos then makes Ally's drink and sets it in front of her.


[Ally] Joe...

Ally says cautiously.

[Ally] You don't happen to have a ready picture of these guys do you?

Joe looks at Ally and quirks an eyebrow.

[Joe] Well.....as a matter of fact.....

Joe says and without any further words, turns and heads for his office where he grabs the file folder Craig had given him and carries it back into the bar. He takes it over to Ally and sets it on the bar in front of her.

[Joe] Craig left this for me to look over. It's his notes on the case. And he has photos....some are morgue shots....of each one of the guys.

Ally flips through the pictures, not bothering to read any then sighs as she stops on one.

[Ally] Damn. I was right. Edwards, isn't it?

Ally asks glancing at Joe.

Joe leans closer and looks at the photo then nods.


[Joe] Yeah. His brother evidently killed him....shot him and his family in their home 20 years ago.

[Ally] I know.

Ally says with a sigh and looks Joe in the eye

[Ally] I was the Judge as his trial.

[Methos] What about the others? He couldn't have done it.

Methos asks as he grabs the beer glass.

[Joe] Really? And you can remember the case after 20 years?

Joe says to Ally.

[Joe] What made it so memorable?

Joe asks knowing that she must have presided over many trials so for her to remember one that happened so long ago there must have been something about it.

[Ally] It was a rather specific case. Paul Edwards, his wife and children all murdered. The only suspect his younger brother George. The only motive was that if Paul and his family died, George would get the full shares in the business they owned jointly. Thing is... George swore up and down the whole trail that HE didn't do it. In fact, he swore that he barely escaped with HIS life.

Ally explains slowly, as she recalls the details for the trial and crime.

Joe listens silently.


[Methos] Well, I hope he wasn't convicted without some evidence.

Methos says before he takes a sip of beer.

[Ally] Paul and his family were shot and George was found, a few blocks from the crime scene with a gun in hand. Swearing up and down, that he had barely escaped with his life, but he'd managed to shoot the Ninja that actually killed his brother and family. Needless to say no other bodies besides Paul and his family were found. Let alone any evidence of a Ninja. But... in light of what I over heard Craig tell you, Joe... I have to wonder if maybe he was telling the truth. And that the never found Ninja was maybe actually....

Ally trails off not putting her idea actually into words.

[Joe] Maybe actually what?

Joe asks quirking an eyebrow.

[Methos] An Immortal? An Immortal ninja?

[Ally] Why not?

Ally asks with a shrug at Methos.

[Joe] An Immortal? Why would one of you be killing members of my unit?

[Methos] I suppose it's possible but...

Joe asks incredulously.

[Ally] That Joe... I don't know.

Methos shrugs slightly.

Ally says shaking her head.


[Joe] That's kind of a long stretch....isn't it?

Joe asks Methos.

[Methos] Yeah.

Methos nods with a smile.

[Joe] I mean....what would they have to gain by it? It's not like they get extra points for killing a bunch of jar heads.  And the only Immortal in the unit died in the 90s.

Joe says thinking of Cord.

[Ally] Joe, again. I don't know. And I'm still not 100 percent certain that George Edwards wasn't making the whole thing up, but... I now see it as being possible he was telling the truth.

Ally sighs.

[Methos] Yeah, he would have felt something, unless it was a pre-Immortal.

Methos suggests before he takes a sip.

[Methos] He'd have to be closer to feel a pre-Immortal.

[Joe] Yeah....well his death had nothing to do with this. Mac took his head after he killed a good friend of Mac's.

Joe says quietly.

[Ally] Well... if Craig is looking into this for you. You'll mention what I said about the Edward's case to him, won't you Joe?

Ally asks concerned.

[Methos] Why don't I find that hard to believe?

Joe smiles and nods at Ally.

Methos chuckles amused as he hears evidence MacLeod acted like a boy scout again.


[Joe] Yeah. I sure will.

Joe smiles at both of them and says, "If you 2 will excuse me....I need to go make a call." Then he turns and heads for his office to try Williams again.

To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 5
« Reply #4 on: October 22, 2011, 08:42:24 pm »
Early morning in New York City, New York

Craig wakes up in his New York hotel room. He takes a quick shower, gets dressed and heads out the door. On his way to David's room he steals a cup of coffee off of a room service cart sitting in the hallway outside a room. He takes a couple of sips as he knocks on David's door.

[David] Coming.

David answers as he rushes to the door still a little dizzy from the unexpected buzz.

[David] Damn, I'll never get used to this.

David murmurs as he opens the door.

[Craig] This is your wake up call.

Craig says teasingly when the door is opened.

[David] I've been up for over an hour, made my morning exercises, took a shower, had breakfast... Looks like you're the one who just woke up.

David tells Craig with a smile nodding at his coffee cup.

Craig thinks to himself, "youth," and shakes his head.


[Craig] Anyone ever tell you you're a smart ass?

Craig asks jokingly.

[David] All the time, but I take that as a compliment.

David chuckles as he moves to the chair to get his jacket.

Craig shakes his head again and chuckles.


[Craig] So are you ready to head out? We have a 30 mile drive ahead of us and it will probably take us 2 hours just to get out of Manhattan.

Craig says while standing in the doorway and holding the door open.

[David] Yeah, I know, one thing I never miss about New York when I'm in Seacouver, it's the traffic.

David says as he quickly checks if he has everything and then exits his room closing the door behind him.

[David] Let's go then.

[Craig] Yeah. I hear ya.

Craig says in agreement.

[David] I still believe it's a waste of time.

David shrugs as he walks to the elevator.

[David] I was a kid when it happened by I still remember my father and grandfather joking about it.

Craig empties the coffee cup and as he passes another room service cart he sets the empty cup on it. He gets into the elevator when it comes.

[Craig] Well....I asked you in Seacouver if you had a better idea and you didn't so....

Craig says with a smirk as the elevator doors slide shut.

[David] Yeah, but a Ninja? You know what the cops in New York said when there was a suspect they couldn't find? Don't tell me a Ninja did it.

David sighs while shaking his head.

[Craig] What's the matter, David? You have something against Ninja's?

Craig asks jokingly.

[David] No, actually I like Ninja movies, well some of them.

David answers chuckling.

[David] But this is real life, not Hollywood.

Craig gets out of the elevator when it stops on the parking garage level and heads for his rental car.

[Craig] Yeah? And what determines what is believable and what isn't?

Craig asks as he approaches the car and disarms the alarm.

[Craig] How many people do you think would believe someone who told them there were people who lived forever ?

[David] Fine, we'll do this your way, no problem. Want me to drive, boss?

David smiles as he walks to the car.

Craig tosses him the car keys, glad to not have to deal with the traffic in the Big Apple.


[Craig] I assume you know where you're going?

Craig asks as he gets into the passenger seat.

David opens the door, seats at the driver's seat and closes the door before he starts the car and grabs the wheel.


[David] Yeah, Sing Sing, here we go.

David says as he drives off the hotel garage.

Craig takes a small notebook out of his jacket breast pocket and opens it. He reviews the notes he has jotted in the little book as David makes his way through the heavy traffic.

David sighs as he stops at a red traffic light.


[David] If you just knew how much I missed this!

David grumbles unhappily before he side glances at Craig.

[Craig] Well.....I could reassign you if you miss it that much.

Craig says almost absentmindedly and without looking up from his notes.

[David] So how did you find out about this Edwards guy? How do you know he's in Sing Sing?

[Craig] Hmmm? Oh.....

Craig looks up from his notes.

[Craig] Evidently Joe was talking to a friend of his who just happened to be the judge on the case and the one who sentenced Edwards.

Craig kind of snickers and shakes his head.

[Craig] It's amazing just how small this world can be sometimes.

Craig says almost to himself.

[David] Really? Joe knows everybody.

David says with a smile.

Craig chuckles and nods.


[Craig] Sometimes it seems so.

Craig looks back down at his notes.

[Craig] I've actually met her a couple of times. She's good friends with one of Nikki's closest friends.

[David] But how could a Seacouver judge have Edwards' case? She was in New York before?

David asks with a puzzled frown.

[Craig] She evidently was a Superior Court Judge here before coming to Seacouver.

Craig answers with a shrug.

[Craig] Oh....and she's one of us.

Craig adds as an after thought.

[David] Oh really? Anyone I know? I've met a few judges in here but never knew any of them was an Immortal.

David asks curiously.

[Craig] Her name's Ally.....ummmm Iverson....Everson? Something like that. To be honest I was with Nikki the night I met her and wasn't paying attention.

David gasps in surprise.

Craig says in answer to David's question.


[David] Ally Everson? She's an Immortal?

[Craig] Yeah.

Craig says and looks over at David questioningly.

[Craig] Why? Do you know her or something?

A truck darts out of an alley and Craig grabs the dashboard as he yells, "look out, David!"

David quickly hits the brakes, and manages to avoid the collision by only a few inches.


[David] What do you think you're doing?

David yells after the disappearing truck.

[David] Damn, if I was still a cop I'd arrest that guy!

David grumbles angrily as he starts driving again.

[Craig] For what? Driving without a brain?

Craig says as he composes himself.

[David] No, flying below a safe altitude. What else?

David answers his anger almost gone and his lips twitching.

[Craig] Is that a crime here? I thought it was just a way of life.

Craig says only partly joking.

David takes a deep breath shaking his head.


[David] Yeah, I know judge Everson, I owe her my freedom, I guess.

David changes subject, going back to what they were discussing before.

Craig turns slightly in his seat so he can look at David and leans against the door.


[Craig] Do tell my young padawan.

Craig teases.

[David] After those guys framed me, I was this close to go to jail. How could I prove my innocence if I was arrested?

David explains with a sigh.

Craig shakes his head.


[Craig] And the world keeps getting smaller and smaller.

Craig turns back around in his seat so he is facing forward.

[Craig] I guess the whole 6 degrees of separation BS is true.

Craig muses.

[David] Yeah. But I had no idea she was in Seacouver now.

David smiles looking at Craig.

[David] Maybe I should spend more time at Joe's, no?

Craig shoots a smirk in David's direction.

[Craig] You mean actually putting down the book you are currently reading and come out from behind the 4 walls of your apartment?

Craig says feigning shock.

[Craig] Actually socializing with other members of the human race?

Craig lets out a gasp.

[Craig] Wait.....what's that?

Craig looks out the front windshield and up at the sky.

[Craig] Is it? Are pigs actually flying?

****3 Hours later****

David stops at the prison park lot and slowly exits the car with a tired sigh. He's glad he can rest for a while now.

Craig gets out of the car and looks over at David. Seeing the look on his student's face he smirks and asks, "What's wrong?"


[David] Can you believe I'm actually missing Seacouver?

David tells him with smiling amused.

[Craig] You're the one who wanted to drive.

Craig says with a snicker as he heads for the prison's administration building.

[David] It's not just that. I don't know what it is. I've lived here my entire life and now...

David shrugs not bothering to explain.

[Craig] You've gotten spoiled. I know. It happened to me. There's something about Seacouver....about the Pacific Northwest in general that does that to big city people.

Craig explains as he opens the doors to the administration building.

[David] Maybe that's why so many of us end up there. Maybe that's the reason.

David whispers to Craig as they enter the building.

Craig walks up to the main desk and smiles charmingly at the receptionist.


[Craig] Good morning.

Craig says to the young lady in his most charming voice.

[Craig] I have an appointment with Mr. Frank Denver. My name is Craig Bower.

Craig says as he removes a leather wallet from the vest pocket of his jacket and flips it open, revealing a badge that resembles that of a policeman.  The receptionist blushes and smiles shyly at Craig as she picks up the phone and dials the appropriate office. She informs the person on the other end of the phone that Mr. Bower is here to see him then instructs Craig and David to have a seat...that Mr. Denver will be with them shortly.

[David] So we're cops now? I hope they don't find out or we'll get to stay here for free.

David whispers to Craig laughing amused.

Craig holds out the wallet with the badge so David can look at it closer.


[Craig] Doesn't say anywhere anything about being a cop. And neither did I.

Craig winks as he puts the wallet away and takes a seat.

[Craig] Can't help it if she didn't look closely at it or ask me about it.

Craig says with an innocent shrug.

[David] She's a blonde, why should she?

David chuckles side glancing at the receptionist.

[Craig] In case you hadn't noticed, Mr. Smart Ass....so am I.

Craig says scowling playfully at David.

[David] So am I. It's different with males.

David smiles amused.

[David] Never heard jokes about blonde males, have you?

Craig chuckles shaking his head. He sits back and leans his head against the wall behind his chair and hopes Denver doesn't make them wait very long.

To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 6
« Reply #5 on: October 22, 2011, 09:09:15 pm »
The part of Duncan MacLeod is temporarily being understudied.

Joe sits at his desk in his office and dials Williams' cell phone number again for umpteenth time. When he doesn't get an answer he swears under his breath at not having gotten his friend's land line number as well. After a few more rings he hangs up. But something is nagging at him. He's got the strange feeling that something in Texas isn't exactly right. He gets up from his chair, grabs his cane and slowly walks into his bar. He smiles when he sees a familiar face sitting at the bar and sipping at a draft.

[Joe] Mac.....it's good to see you.

Joe says greeting his Immortal friend with a broad grin. He walks behind the bar and stops in front of MacLeod.

Duncan hears his name and turns to see Joe approaching. He smiles warmly at the man as he comes to a stop in front of him.


[Duncan] It's been a while.

Duncan says and holds out his hand.

Joe takes the Immortal's hand and gives it a welcoming shake.


[Joe] Yes it has. Where've you been?

Duncan snickers and gives Joe a sly look over the top of his glass.

[Duncan] As if you didn't know.

Duncan winks and takes a drink of his beer.

Joe holds his hands up innocently.


[Joe] Hey....honestly....I really don't. I've had other things on my mind besides chasing you around the globe, my friend.

Joe pours himself a cup of coffee and takes a sip.

Duncan looks at Joe with a bit of skepticism then realizes that the Watcher is telling him the truth and he quirks an eyebrow questioningly.


[Duncan] Problems?

Duncan asks simply.

Joe waves his hand and shakes his head.


[Joe] Nothing serious.

Joe says and then under his breath he adds, "I hope."

Duncan looks more closely at his friend. He has known Joe long enough to know when the man is trying to make light of something that is really more serious and he sees a glimmer of that in his eyes right now.


[Duncan] Anything you want to talk about?

Duncan asks looking at the glass of beer in his hand before nonchalantly taking a sip.

[Joe] I'd rather hear about where you've been keeping yourself.

Joe says and takes a sip of his coffee. He knew that whatever had kept MacLeod away for as long as he had been gone this time had to be interesting enough to take his mind off of why he couldn't get a hold of Williams.

Duncan figures his friend doesn't feel like talking about whatever is bothering him....or that it is something he can't talk about so he accepts the change of subject.


[Duncan] Well...it's really nothing earth shattering.

Duncan says with a shrug.

[Duncan] I was down in San Diego, California for a week at a Martial Arts exhibition. An old friend of mine was judging one of the events and invited me down.

Duncan takes a drink of his beer.

[Joe] San Diego? It's the right time of year down there.

Joe says with enthusiasm. A memory of a weekend he had spent there in his younger days crosses his mind and he can't help but smile a little.

[Joe] Great city. Some really nice tattoo parlors.

Joe takes a sip of his coffee.

Duncan sees the look in Joe's eyes and chuckles.


[Duncan] I'm sure. Among other things.

Duncan teases and takes a sip of his beer.

[Joe] I was a whole hell of a lot younger then.

Joe says shaking his head.

[Joe] And definitely not as wise.

[Duncan] With age comes wisdom.

Duncan says with a hint of joking in his voice.

[Duncan] Or so they say.

[Joe] You know....

Joe says and drinks the last of the coffee in his cup.

[Joe] ....I've always wondered who exactly "they" are. "They" sure seem to always have something profound to say....don't "they"?

Joe 's blue eyes twinkle with humor.

[Duncan] I just always assumed it was a bar tender.

Duncan says with a mischievous wink.

[Joe] Ha! Bartenders aren't that profound. It was probably more like an Immortal.

Joe says with a smirk as he refills his glass.

[Joe] So....that explains one week.....what about the others?

Joe changes the subject back to their original topic.

[Duncan] Well....then I came home for a couple of days.....had dinner with a beautiful lady friend and then went to Phoenix, Arizona with Richie to watch him race.

Duncan says. He empties his glass and sets the empty on the bar.

[Joe] Refill?

Joe says reaching for MacLeod's empty glass.

Duncan thinks about it for a couple of seconds then nods.


[Joe] So? How did he do? Did he bring home another trophy?

Joe asks as he takes the empty glass and sets it in the sink and retrieves a fresh one and begins to fill it with draft beer.

[Duncan] Unfortunately not this time. He only came in 5th. He was having some major mechanical problems with his bike.

Joe shakes his head as he brings the glass of beer back and sets it on the bar in front of MacLeod.

[Joe] That's too bad. He had quite a streak going there for a while.

Joe picks up his cup of coffee and takes a sip.

[Joe] What was it....5 1st place trophies in a row?

Duncan takes a sip of his beer and shakes his head.

[Duncan] 6.

Duncan corrects Joe.

[Joe] 6. Wow! He must be running out of room on his shelf by now.

Joe says light heartedly.

[Duncan] And his ego.

Duncan says with a snicker.

[Duncan] If he keeps this up I'll have to enlarge the doors to the Dojo just so he can get his head through them.

Joe laughs at that.

[Joe] And I don't suppose he's letting anyone forget it, either.

Joe chuckles.

[Duncan] Oh....that's not the half of it.

Duncan says and takes another sip of his beer.

[Duncan] He's been back from his last race 4 days and has already had 6 dates with 6 different women who seem to hang on his every word.

Duncan says with a chuckle.

[Joe] 6 women? 6 dates in 4 days?

Joe says incredulously.

Duncan nods.

Joe shakes his head in amazement as well as amusement.


[Joe] Only the young.

Joe says and takes another drink of his coffee.

[Duncan] Even when I was that young....

Duncan says with a bit of a frown.

[Duncan] ....I still never had his libido

Duncan chuckles softly.

[Duncan] Or energy.

Joe laughs.

[Joe] I had the energy but I was a stick in the mud compared to Richie.

Joe looks at Duncan as he suddenly remembers something the Immortal had said earlier.

[Joe] So I assume the beautiful lady friend you mentioned earlier is the lovely Amanda.

Joe says more as a statement than a question.

Duncan gives Joe a bit of a smirk.


[Duncan] You haven't heard?

Joe heard what?

[Duncan] Amanda is in a committed relationship.

[Joe] Committed? How committed?

Joe asks sceptically.

Duncan shrugs.


[Duncan] Well....she's taken herself off the market.

[Joe] You're kidding!

Joe says in total shock.

[Joe] And it's not with you?

Duncan shakes his head.

[Duncan] Nope.

[Joe] I don't believe it. Is the world coming to an end or something?

Duncan shrugs nonchalantly.

[Duncan] Well....I did see a pig flying yesterday.

Duncan says sarcastically joking.

[Joe] Everyone in hell must be wearing sweaters.

Joe adds to MacLeod's comment.

Duncan nods and laughs heartily.

Joe laughs along with his friend. Then he becomes a little more serious and looks at MacLeod.


[Joe] So....if it wasn't Amanda.....who was it?

Duncan had hoped that Joe had forgotten his original question. He simply shakes his head a couple of times and shrugs.

[Duncan] You'll have to look it up in the Chronicles.

Duncan says with a sly wink.

[Joe] I knew you were going to say something like that.

Joe says disappointedly. As he takes a sip of his coffee he decides to give Mac a break on the interrogation and try his phone call again so he excuses himself and walks back to his office where he sits down at his desk and picks up the phone.

Duncan is grateful for the respite and reaches for a nearby bowl of pretzels. He pops one in his mouth then chases it down with a drink of his beer.

Joe still doesn't get an answer and with each ring of Williams' cell phone Joe's nagging feeling that something isn't right grows stronger. When he hangs up he decides to give Craig a call only to learn that Craig is in New York following another lead. By the time Joe has finished talking to Craig he has made his mind up that he is going to have to go down to Texas and check things out himself. He picks the phone back up and calls his travel agent and books the next flight to Texas then he goes back out to the bar.


[Joe] Well....it seems you're not the only one with the wanderlust.

Joe says to MacLeod as he steps up in front of his friend.

[Duncan] What do you mean?

Duncan asks quirking an eyebrow.

[Joe] Looks like I'm on my way down to Texas.

[Duncan] That was kind of sudden....wasn't it?

[Joe] Yeah.....well you how things are sometimes.

Joe says with a noncommittal shrug.

[Duncan] Yeah. That I do.

Duncan says in agreement. He finishes his beer and lays some money on the bar next to the empty glass.

[Duncan] Well....you have a safe trip.

Duncan says smiling at his friend. Then with a mischievous wink he adds, "and stay away from those cowgirls down there. I hear they can be a whole lot of trouble.."

[Joe] Hey....I might just bring one back with me.

Joe says jokingly.

Duncan laughs and waves goodbye to his friend and Watcher and strolls casually out of the bar.

Joe walks over to the phone at the end of the bar and calls his assistant, Mike to come in A.S.A.P. to cover for him and when Mike arrives, Joe leaves and hurries home to pack.


To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 7
« Reply #6 on: October 22, 2011, 09:28:06 pm »
***10 minutes later***

Craig takes a seat in one of the chairs on one side of the long table in the middle of the interview room and removes a file from his briefcase. He sets it on the table and opens it then takes out a legal notepad from his briefcase and sets it down next to the open folder. He takes the pen out of his shirt pocket and clicks it open then lays it on the notepad. He looks in the direction of the door.

[Craig] You take the lead on this, Dave.

Craig says to David.

[David] Oh good cop, bad cop? I love to play that one.

David says smiling at Craig.

[David] So I get to be the good cop... again... right?

Craig smiles, shaking his head in amusement. He gets up from his chair and walks over to the corner of the room and leans against the wall with his arms folded over his chest.

David asks just to make sure.


[Craig] It's all yours.

Craig says nodding towards the now empty chair.

[David] I knew it, you never let me be the bad cop.

David smiles despite himself as he walks to the chair and sits down.

Edwards is lead down the hallway from his cell to the interview room. He glowered at his feet, unhappy by the prospect of being interviewed by whoever had gotten the permission to do so, so they could laugh at his 'ninja.'


[Edwards] Come on Bob. Why have I got to do this? I don't wanna talk to anybody.

Edwards complains to his jailer. The guard in question just grunted and opened the door, waving him in. He sighs and enters the interview room, where he sat in the chair, and Bob secured him to the chair, table and floor. "Detectives," Bob nodded. "I'll be right outside if you need me." That said, Bob left the interview room, closing the door behind him.

David nods to the guard absent-absentmindedly pretending to be reading the file, then he looks up to look at Edwards.

[David] Good afternoon, Mr. Edwards. We'd like to hear your story concerning something that just came up.

Edwards just glared at the detective that spoke. They all claimed that, and he isn't in the mood to be laughed at any more.

Craig continues to lean against the wall in the corner of the room with his arms folded across his chest. He looks almost bored as he watches his partner go to work.

[David] It seems most of your brother's friends from Vietnam are dead one way or the other, and it really sounds suspicious, you claim to have seen who attacked him...

David explains leaving out who he claimed to have attacked him.

[Edwards] No. I saw who killed him, and my sister-in-law and their children

Edwards says shortly, not elaborating. After all, they all think he was just too stupid to make up something better.

Craig , although still looking as though he is bored, is watching Edward's intently...paying close attention to the man's facial expressions and his body language.


[David] Yes, and you claim that you stabbed the attacker but there was no body.

David says as he nods to the man.

Edwards shrugs, not particularly caring to try and explain, for the umpteenth time. Only to be laughed at.


[David] Mr. Edwards, if we find out who did it, you can ask for a revision on your case. Do you want to die in prison?

David asks as he slightly frowns at Edwards.

The door of the interview room opens up and a guard steps in and looks at Craig. He motions for Craig to come over to him and he holds out a sheet of paper. Craig pushes off of the wall and walks over to the guard and takes the paper from him. He glances at it and sees that it is Edwards' commissary expenses for the month.


[Edwards] I'm not going to die in prison. I'm going to be killed in prison.

Edwards says flatly.

[Craig] Thanks.

Craig says to the guard. He returns to the corner as the guard leaves the room.

[Craig] What's the difference?

Craig says in response to Edwards' comment without looking up from the sheet of paper.

Edwards shrugs.


[David] Yeah, you'll die one way or another.

David adds with a shrug, trying not to show his amusement.

[Edwards] Doesn't matter. My life ended when my brother died.

[Craig] So does that mean you don't care who killed your brother?

Craig asks Edwards without looking up from the sheet of paper.

[David] Yes, that guy has walked away free while you've been in jail for twenty years. Don't you care?

David asks trying to get something out of that guy.

[Edwards] It means I'm tired of being laughed and told I'm an idiot. And asked why I couldn't come up with a better story.

Edwards said flatly.

[David] The other cops didn't know what we do. That most of your brother's comrades had very suspicious deaths.

David sighs at the man's stupidity, it was his best chance and he was blowing it away.

Craig waits for David to get to the main reason they are here.

Edwards frowns wondering what they had, Paul's comrades were all dead?


[David] Look George, I can call you George, right?

David asks trying to sound friendlier.

[Edwards] Yeah, sure.

Edwards says with a shrug.

[David] It's been twenty years, you had a lot of time in your hands. Time to think things over, to remember it over and over again. Even regret not mentioning some things that you thought weren't important at the time.

David explains looking at the man in front of him.

[Edwards] If I regret anything at the moment, it's that I didn't plead the fifth.

Edwards says, but he did study the detective in front of him curiously. The man was obviously trying to reach some kind of a point.

[David] You kept thinking about the man who killed your brother, I understand he wore some kind of hood but still there might be something you could told us about him.

David goes on hoping the answer will be affirmative.

[Craig] And don't give us any of that Ninja crap.

Craig says from his corner of the room.

[Edwards] Then you might as well send me back to my cell, 'cause I don't have much else to give you.

Edwards says glaring at the detective in the corner of the room.

[David] Come on, Craig. Maybe the guy was dressed like a Ninja. The world is full of lunatics.

David says looking at Craig, wondering if he ever used that line playing good cop before.

[Craig] Or maybe you don't want to get out of here.

Craig says looking directly at Edwards.

[Craig] Is that it, Georgie? You like it here? Maybe you have a wife here you don't want to leave...hmmm?

Craig goads Edwards.

[Edwards] The only person I killed, or thought I killed, is the one body they didn't find that night, or the next day.

Edwards says hotly glaring at the detective in the corner.

[Edwards] Wish to God I knew how the hell she survived when I left her with a knife in her damn chest.

[David] She? It was a woman?

[Craig] Oh come on now.

David manages not to gasp in surprise.

Craig says with frustrated sigh.

Edwards nods.


[Craig] First it's mysterious Ninjas now it's a woman.

Craig rolls his eyes.

[Craig] Come on partner. He's not going to help us.

Craig says to David disgustedly.

[Edwards] It was some **** dressed in a ninja costume. Breasts are kind of hard to mistaken, especially when one is stabbing a knife into her chest!

[David] Come on, Craig. His neck is on the line why would he invent such story?

David almost smiles this time, that one he's sure to have used before.

[Craig] Oh.....and now the story gets even better.

Craig says rolling his eyes.

[Craig] Now he stabbed the so called woman Ninja in the chest.

Craig walks over to the table and places the palms of his hands on the table top. Leaning on the table he leans close to Edwards...his face only inches from the man...and looks into his eyes.

[Craig] So tell me.....what happened to the body? Was it beamed aboard some alien mother ship or something? Hmmm?

Craig says...goading Edwards.

[Edwards] Look, I don't know what the hell happened. I stabbed her, then pulled the face mask off and checked for a pulse. There wasn't anything there. Left to call the police, and by the time I came to lead the cops back to the Asian ****'s body, it was gone.

Edwards says hotly, glaring deeply into this detective's eyes.

[Craig] What about the knife? Where did it go? Up to the mother ship along with the body?

Craig asks sarcastically and he straightens up.

[Edwards] I left it in the damn Body!! How the hell am I supposed to know where the knife OR the ****'s body disappeared too?

Edwards replies hotly.

David sighs listening to Craig, it looked more and more they were dealing with an Immortal.


[Craig] This is crap, partner. I've heard better stories on TV. Let's go. We can still make the last race at Saratoga.

Craig says and takes a couple of steps toward the door knowing that either Edwards or David will stop him.

Edwards shakes his head, not too sorry to see the detective go. He knew they hadn't truly wanted to hear what he had to say. None of them every did.


[David] Wait, I still think we should give him a chance to describe the attacker. Maybe he can give us a description?

David says knowing that Craig trying to leave is part of the act.

[Craig] What difference does it make? Whoever or whatever this so called attacker is...they are in another galaxy now and I don't think our jurisdiction covers beyond Mars.

Craig says sarcastically as he stops and turns to look at David. But he is watching Edwards out of the corner of his eye.

[David] Really? I'll remember it next time I go to Jupiter.

David answers shaking his head and trying not to burst out laughing.

[Craig] Like I said....he likes it here.

Craig says to David

[Craig] He and Bubba are a happy couple.

Edwards just shakes his head. He knew better than to have expected anything from these detectives. Even when he had a death sentence already on his head, and nothing to serve by lying, everyone still thought he had lied and still was lying.

[Craig] He probably wouldn't even be interested in the fact that the prosecutor is willing to make him a deal.

Craig adds.

[Craig] A deal that means he and Bubba can spend the rest of their lives together in wedded bliss.

Craig says without looking at Edwards.

[David] Yes, I'm beginning to think you're right.

David nods at Craig.

[David] I believed his story but now... He doesn't even want to describe us the attacker. Or do you expect me to believe you didn't take a good look at her?

[Craig] I suppose she had green skin and huge black eyes.....right?

Craig says looking over at Edwards with a sarcastic smirk.

[Edwards] No.

Edwards snorts

[Edwards] It was some Asian broad. Came about chin high on me. Black hair, black or dark brown eyes.

Edwards shrugs.

[David] Did you see her face? Would you recognize her in a picture?

Edwards shrugs.

Craig waits for David to ask Edwards if he had ever seen her before....if his brother had been seen with her before.


[Edwards] Maybe. I did get a look at her face when I pulled the mask off, but I don't see what good a picture of her then would do you. It was 20 years ago.

[David] And you'd never seen her before?

Edwards shakes his head. "No."

David wonders how long was that waiter working for Joe, it was a long shot but it was slightly suspicious.


[Craig] Alright. let's just say for our amusement that what you're saying is true.

Craig says walking back up to the end of the table.

[Craig] What reason would this woman have for breaking into your brother's home and killing his entire family and him?

Craig asks looking down at Edwards.

[Edwards] Revenge. Said something about payback for...

Edwards trails off trying to remember what the Ninja had been saying.

Craig slams his fist down 9on the table.


[Craig] Payback for what?

Craig shouts.

[Edwards] **** it! I'm trying to remember!

Edwards yells back hotly.

[Edwards] Payback for death... For death delivered.

Edwards says after another moment of thinking.

[Craig] Death delivered?

Craig repeats Edwards' statement to make sure he heard it right.

[Craig] What the hell is that suppose to mean?

David frowns listening to it, an Immortal with a grudge, great.

[David] They did the same to her.

Edwards shrugs.

[Edwards] Your guess is as good as mine.

Craig straightens up and steps away from the table. With his back to Edwards he asks, "were you and your brother close?"

[Edwards] About as close as brothers can be. Shared everything, 'till he went to 'Nam. Had finally just started to open up about that, when he was killed.

Edwards shrugs.

[Craig] Shared everything?

Craig reiterates as he turns back around. He places one hand on the back of Edwards' chair and the other on the table next to the man.

[Edwards] Shared all our thoughts, feelings. 'Nam beat him up, in ways I'll never understand. Was helping him deal with that, when he was killed.

[Craig] So how is it that you were that close and know nothing about this woman who was seeking revenge against him?

Craig asks in a menacingly soft voice right next to Edwards' ear.

[Edwards] Had to have been something that happened in 'Nam. Pauly was just starting to tell me ANYTHING about 'Nam. Let alone details of what all happened to him over there.

[David] And if they killed all her family, it wouldn't be something to brag about, right?

David looking at his boss and the man near him.

[Edwards] Last thing Pauly ever wanted to do, was hurt someone else.

Edwards says softly.

[Craig] Have you ever met any of your brother's war buddies?

[David] Craig, may I have a word with you?

Craig asks standing up and stepping away from the table.

David says as he stands up and walks to the corner of the room.


[Edwards] No

Edwards says answering the older detective's question as the younger stood up.

[Craig] He never had them over to his house? Never met them for a beer and to talk about old times?

Craig asks as he follows David over to the corner. Leaning in close so that they can speak in whispers he asks David, "what's up?"

[David] I was wondering just how long is that waitress working for Joe. Doesn't it sound suspicious? Two Asian you know what around?

David whispers to Craig.

[Craig] What are you suggesting?

Craig asks in a whisper.

[David] Why don't we get a picture just in case and show it to him?

David indicates Edwards.

[David] Maybe she just had bad timing, but I don't believe in coincidences. She showed up after Williams, right? And Joe called him.

David frowns trying to remember the first time he'd seen her at the bar.

[Craig] So what do you want to do?

Craig whispers.

[David] Get a picture and show it to Edwards, he said he took a look at her, he might recognize her. We could say it's an old picture.

David smiles thinking the woman doesn't look a day older.

[Craig] That means we're staying another night.

Craig whispers with a nod. He can see where David is going with this and agrees that the coincidence is a bit suspicious

[David] Let's just call Watson, and tell him to take a picture and send it to us. If it's not her, no harm done.

David suggests side glancing at Edwards.

Craig nods in agreement. He takes a step backwards then turns to look at Edwards.


[Craig] You said you could identify her if you saw her....right?

Craig asks Edwards.

"I think so," Edwards says slowly. "At least if I saw how she looked then. I sure as heck wouldn't recognize her after 20 years. Hardly recognize myself in the mirror."


[Craig] Well....you'll get your chance to make believers out of us tomorrow. when we come back with a picture.

Edwards shrugs.

Craig announces to Edwards as he starts gathering up the papers on the table and putting them into his brief case.


[Edwards] Fine by me.

Craig closes his brief case and picks it up. He strides over to the door and raps on the window.

[Craig] Guard? We're done in here.

Craig calls out through the door. When the door is unlocked and opened, he looks at David and gestures for him to go ahead.

[Craig] Age before beauty.

Craig says jokingly to David.

David follows Craig to the door and steps out.


[David] Come on, let's go, my mother invited us for dinner. I was saving the good news to last.

David tells Craig with a smile.

Craig follows David with a bit of a proud smirk.



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« Reply #7 on: October 22, 2011, 10:18:08 pm »
***Same day, late at night***

Kim sighs impatiently leaning against the car seat to get a more comfortable position. This is taking too long. She had figured the best time to take a look at Joe's office was while he was away, but Mike is taking a long time to leave the bar. For a moment she wishes she had followed her instinct and killed him when they were alone, but she quickly dismisses the idea, it would draw too much attention if someone showed up dead at the bar and she wants everything to look normal until she's ready.

Kim frowns thinking for a moment, wondering why Mike is taking so long, it had been a quiet night, not too many costumers, like the nights at the beginning of the week usually were. Not even Joe's Immortal friend who almost lived at the bar had showed up. In fact no Immortals had showed up tonight... for a change. Now that's something strange, Kim thinks as she frowns slightly again, it has puzzled her since the beginning, the quantity of Immortals that hanged around at the bar. And most of them were Joe's friends.

Kim takes a deep breath thinking about Joe Dawson. This one isn't going to be an easy target, she'll have to wait until none of his Immortal friends are around when it's time to get him, or she'll get in trouble. Unless she gets some of them first. She contemplates the idea for a while but finally dismisses it. She could get one, maybe even two, but the rest would suspect something and Dawson might even get away. That's the last thing she wants, Joe is the target and given the nature of his friends, she'll have to leave them alone for now, too risky to play her usual game and kill them all.

Kim checks her watch again and sighs looking at the door of the bar, for a moment she wishes she'd moved to Young like it was planned and had left Joe Dawson for last so she could do a thorough job.

"At last." She murmurs to herself when she sees Mike open the door of the bar and lock it for the night. She resists the temptation to hide herself, he won't see her, she's sure of it. She smiles as she sees him walk to his car and drive off. He didn't even look her way.

"Show time." She murmurs before she gets out of her car and starts moving to the door. Kim smiles scornfully as she gets the keys from her pocket, she could have used a window but why should her when Mike left his keys so conveniently at her disposal to take a copy? She shakes her head still smiling, the fool had even asked for her help to find them back.

Kim opens the door, enters the bar and locks it again behind her. She walks directly to Joe's office knowing that only there she'll find something interesting if she's going to find anything. She frowns when she finds the door locked, maybe one of the keys she'd copied is from that door. She sighs in relief when the third key fits and she unlocks the door, shaking her head at the extra precautions why lock that door with the bar locked? She switches the light on and looks around trying to decide where to begin.

Kim decides to try the computer first and moves that way. She curses under her breath as the machine starts and asks her for a password. Maybe Joe is stupid enough to have it written somewhere, she thinks as she opens one of the drawers. She picks the first thing she sees, a file folder and opens it. She frowns instantly to what she sees. Her frown deepens as she keeps going through the file, Anderson, Edwards, Temple, Johnson, Patterson, King. How long will it take until he finds out about the others? Worse, this is enough for him to suspect something. She knew he knew about Anderson but this is different. Kim curses her own stupidity for not killing him the moment she knew he had hired a private investigator. But hopefully it's not too late.

Kim gives up the search, so she turns off the computer, puts the file where she found it and leaves the room, locking the door behind her. Whatever he has in his office isn't important anymore, this calls for a change of plans.



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RETRIBUTION Part 9
« Reply #8 on: October 22, 2011, 10:45:36 pm »
The part of Joe Dawson is temporarily being understudied


Craig paces in the waiting area of the prison hoping they will be able to see Edwards soon.

David sighs as he gets to his feet and begins pacing around, then he remembers something and smiles.

Craig looks over at David.


[Craig] What are you grinning about?

Craig asks, quirking an eyebrow.

[David] I didn't know the room we were yesterday was the room where the attorneys talked to their clients.

David answers looking at Craig.

[Craig] And you're smiling because....

Craig drags the word because out proddingly.

[David] I thought the room might be bugged and didn't want to point something out to Edwards.

David shakes his head still smiling.

[David] He told the cops he'd shot the ninja.

[Craig] Yeah. So?

[David] So now he told us he'd stabbed her, you don't suppose she came back to life and began to hunt him down, do you?

[Craig] I doubt it. She's been successful at hunting down and killing her targets. If she wanted him dead....he'd be dead.

[David] Yeah, but that's when he shot her.

The grating sound of the door that leads to the interview rooms echoes through the waiting room and Craig turns to look in that direction. A man in a suit walks out and the guard at the desk motions for Craig and David to come up to the desk.

[David] I think we're about to find out.

David murmurs as he follows Craig to the desk.

The guard slides the register through the slot in the grate that surrounds the desk and Craig signs in then hands the pen to David.

David takes the pen and quickly signs up his name, all of a sudden he can't wait to talk to Edwards and find out what happened.

While David signs in Craig removes his gun from his shoulder holster and puts it in one of the weapons' lockers and locks it up...handing the key to the guard.


[David] Hmm, I left my gun in the car.

David tells the guard as he looks at him.

Craig rolls his eyes as the buzzer sounds and the lock on the door snaps open.


[Craig] Tell me something.

Craig says over his shoulder to David.

[David] What?

[Craig] Do ever do anything wrong?

Craig says teasingly as he steps through the door into the hallway.

David asks following Craig inside.


[David] I try not to. Why? Don't tell me it upsets you, boss.

David asks teasingly with a smile.

[Craig] I'm just wondering how a poor sap like me.....who has a tendency to fall in a pile of **** on a daily basis is supposed to teach someone who is already perfect?

Craig says sarcastically....although he is still teasing.

[David] Maybe you're hoping it will rub off?

[Craig] Yeah.

David shakes his head amused.

Craig says with a chuckle.


[Craig] Like a bad case of athletes foot.

The guard unlocks a door to an interview room and holds it open as he steps aside so the 2 men can walk past into the room.

David walks in the room looking around for a moment, then his attention focus on Edwards.


[David] Busy morning, huh?

G_Edwards just grunts not responding verbally.

Craig walks into the room and looks over at Edwards as the guard says, "call me when you're done," and shuts the door behind them. Craig walks over to the table and pulls out a chair across from Edwards and sits down.


[Craig] So how are you doing today George?

Craig asks as he opens the file folder he has carried into the room.

[G_Edwards] Fine.

G_Edwards grunts uninterested.

David sits next to Craig looking at the folder and wondering if his guess was correct.

Craig slides the photograph he and David had been faxed earlier across the table and turns it so Edwards can see it.


[Craig] Do you recognize this woman, George?

Craig asks in an even voice.

David looks up at Edwards, eagerly waiting for his answer.

G_Edwards looks down at the picture the two men placed so he could see. It looks like a modern photo but... Edwards feels his face go white.

Craig sees Edward's reaction and glances at David.

David side glances at Craig when he sees the man go white.

Craig waits for George to answer even though his reaction speaks volumes. Craig wants to hear the words.

David looks back at Edwards taking a deep breath so he wouldn't say anything.


[G_Edwards] When was this photo taken?

G_Edwards whispers softly.

[Craig] Last night.

Craig answers.

[Craig] Do you recognize her?

Craig repeats his question.

[G_Edwards] Then it's not her.

G_Edwards says flatly.

[Craig] I didn't ask if it was her or anyone specific, George.

Craig says raising his voice just a tad.

[Craig] I asked you if you recognize her.

[G_Edwards] The ****'s daughter, or granddaughter A dead ringer for her... but nobody could look like that now, who killed my brother.

Craig looks at David exasperatedly.

[Craig] You try and get through to him.

Craig says to David and gets up from his chair. He walks away from the table and leans against the wall.

David smiles as he looks at Edwards.


[David] Yes, it might be a relative, but it looks like her, right?

This is one of those times when Craig wishes he had never given up smoking

David says trying to explain why the woman didn't age, the last thing he wants is for this guy to know the truth.

G_Edwards shrugs.


[G_Edwards] As I said, whoever that is, is a dead ringer for the **** that killed my brother.

[Craig] So if she were dressed in Ninja clothing.....and you didn't know when this picture was taken....would it be the same woman? The woman you shot?

Craig asks as he moves over to the table and places his hands on the top of it and leans closer to George.

[G_Edwards] Yeah. It looks just like the ****, that I shot.

G_Edwards grunted.

[David] And you shot her, right? So how come yesterday you told us you stabbed her?

David asks raising an eyebrow at Edwards.

Craig straightens up and looks at David. A smile of approval crosses his face.


[G_Edwards] Did both.

G_Edwards says flatly.

[David] Both? Really?

David frowns pretending to be puzzled when in fact he knows what happened.

[Craig] First you say you shot her. Then you say you stabbed her.

Craig leans menacingly close to George.

[Craig] Quit screwing with us, Edwards.

[G_Edwards] I'm not screwing with you. Look, I stabbed the ****. She died. I called the cops then turn around and there she was! Standing there starring at me! I ran out the door, she chased after me. I pulled my gun and shot her. Several times! Cops showed up then. And, I went to them. Went to lead them back to the ****'s body and she was gone!

David smiles smugly listening to Edwards story. Just like he imagined, he loves when he's right.

[Craig] How sure are you George?

Craig asks looking the man directly in the eyes.

[Craig] Sure enough to testify to it under oath?

[G_Edwards] Positive. But who the hell would believe that? Even if it was under oath?

G_Edwards shoots back.

[Craig] That's all I wanted to know, George. If you had said that in the first place we could have been done with this a long time ago.

Craig says as he stands up straight and returns the picture to the folder.

[Craig] Come on, partner. Let's get out of here.

Craig says to David as he heads for the door.

[David] Hmm, Craig, I think you should warn your friend, he's been sleeping with the enemy so to speak.

David tells Craig as he gets to his feet and moves to the door.

Craig raps on the door and when the guard comes and opens the door he hurries out of the room.


[G_Edwards] Figures.

G_Edwards mutters.

Craig signs out and retrieves his gun from the locker and hurries out of the building.


[G_Edwards] You don't believe anymore than they did back then.

Craig tosses the car keys to David.

David follows Craig as he hurries out of the prison, figuring Craig wants to call Dawson. He catches the car keys in mid air and sits at the driver's seat.


[David] Coming?

David asks Craig with a smirk.

[Craig] No.

Craig says giving David a side long glance.

[Craig] I'm just breathing hard.

Craig adds with a chuckle and gets into the car. As soon as Craig is in the passenger seat of their rental car he grabs his cell phone from the center console and dials Joe's Bar.

Joe pulls into the parking lot of his bar and parks his car. He gets out and goes to the front door and unlocks it. He flips on the lights as he steps through the door and waits a few seconds for his eyes to adjust. It 's good to be home, he thinks to himself. It had been a long and exhausting trip. Not to mention emotionally taxing to have found out that Williams had been stabbed to death right after their last telephone conversation. He makes his way across the room and walks behind the bar. He starts a pot of coffee and waits by the pot while it brews.

Kim yawns as she parks outside the bar, until Joe Dawson gets back she'll have to keep the masquerade. She gets out of her car and locks it before she walks to the bar yawning again. She wishes she could have slept better last night.


[Kim] Mike? I'm here.

Kim says as she walks inside the bar.

Joe is in the middle of pouring fresh hot coffee into his mug. Kim's announcement startles him since he isn't expecting anyone and the bar is a quiet as a library. Some of the hot liquid splashes onto his hand.


[Joe] Oww! Damn!

Joe exclaims as he pulls his hand back away from the mug. He turns to see who has just almost made him soil his pants and sees Kim in the doorway. He looks at the clock behind the bar.

Kim freezes the moment she hears Joe's voice. She tries to adjust her eyes to the darker interior.


[Joe] Kim? Aren't you a little early?

Joe asks as he dries his hand off.

[Kim] Joe? Is that you?

[Joe] Yeah it's me. Who were you expecting?

Joe says with a tinge of irritation

[Kim] Never had an employer blaming me for showing up early.

[Joe] Sorry.

Joe says apologetically. Just because he was having a bad couple of days didn't mean he had to take it out on the help.

Kim shakes her head, while her hand goes to her pocket to find her gun, only to find out she'd left it back at her motel room.


[Kim] Damn.

Kim murmurs under her breath.

[Joe] I just wasn't expecting anyone in for a couple of hours.

Joe finishes pouring coffee into his mug.

[Joe] I'll just go into my office and get out of your way so you can do whatever it was you were going to do.

[Kim] Cook got sick last night, I promised to come early to start things.

Kim explains as she moves to the kitchen, she'd have to get a carving knife there, better to get him than a sword.

[Joe] Really? Well Ok. I'll just get out of your way. I'll be in my office if you need me.

Joe says as he picks up his mug and heads for his office.

[Kim] Oh I will soon enough.

Kim murmurs as she gets inside the kitchen to look for the knife.

Joe opens his office door and walks inside, closing it behind him. He walks over to his desk and sits down. He stares at the blank screen on his computer monitor with an equally blank expression and sips at his coffee. He is startled back into reality by the ringing of his cell phone. He takes it out of his pocket and flips it open.


[Joe] Dawson.

Joe says into the phone.

[Craig] Joe. It's Craig. Are you still in Texas?

[Joe] No. I just got back in Seacouver about an hour ago. Williams is dead.

Joe says...his voice almost a monotone.

[Craig] What? When?

Craig asks incredulously.

[Joe] Evidently right after our last telephone conversation.

[Craig] How?

[Joe] Stabbed to death.

[Craig] By who?

[Joe] No suspects. No clues. Just like the others.

Kim sighs when she's unable to find the carving knife inside the usual drawer. It must be somewhere else. She looks around at the kitchen counters. There, it's dirty but he's not going to complain about a dirty knife. It will be the least of his concerns, she thinks with a smile as she picks it up.

Craig takes in a deep breath and closes his eyes. He holds up 5 fingers then 3 to David indicating number 8.


[Craig] Well....if Williams is tied in with the others.....and I suspect he is....I think we may have a suspect.

Craig says and shifts his phone to his other ear.

[Joe] Yeah? Who?

Joe perks up a little bit. Just having someone to blame will make this all a little easier to accept.

[Craig] You're not going to like it.

[Joe] I don't like it now so how can it be any worse?

Kim rolls the knife in her hand trying to get used to it, she can't believe that when she finally is about to get Dawson her weapons are back at the motel.

[Craig] Edwards' brother, George, identified the woman who killed Paul and his family.

[Joe] Did you say woman?

Joe asks surprised.

[Joe] I thought he was claiming it was some Ninjas or something.

[Craig] Yeah....well....it was a woman dresses up as a Ninja evidently. And you know her.

Craig 's cell phone starts to cut out as they go past a power plant.

[Craig] Hang on, Joe. Let us get past this damn power plant.

[Joe] I know her?

Joe hears nothing but static.

[Joe] Craig?

[Joe] Are you still there? Craig?

Craig waits until the power plant is behind them and puts the phone to his ear.

[Craig] Joe? You there?

Kim leaves the kitchen and walks slowly to Joe's office hiding the knife behind her back and thinking about a reason to interrupt him there.

[Joe] Yeah. I'm here. Did I hear you right? I know this woman?

Joe leans back in his chair speechless from shock.

[Craig] Joe? You still there?

[Joe] Craig....are you sure?

Joe asks lowering his voice to almost a whisper.

[Craig] David had a hunch so we had one of our guys stop by your place and take a picture of her and fax it to us. We just finished showing it to Edwards and positively identified her.

Joe props his cell phone between his shoulder and his ear and fishes his keys out of his pocket. Choosing one of the keys on his ring he unlocks the top drawer of his desk and slides it open. Setting his keys on top of his desk he reaches into the drawer and pulls out a snub nose 38 pistol. He checks the cylinder to make sure it is fully loaded.

[Joe] My God.

Joe he says...his voice almost a whisper.

[Craig] Joe....where are you now?

Craig asks with concern.

[Joe] In my office.

[Craig] Is she working tonight?

[Joe] Yeah. She....

Craig interrupts Joe.

[Craig] Joe....you need to get out of there. You are the only one of your group still alive which means you are her next target.

Craig says urgently.

Joe closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.


[Joe] It's too late. She's already here.

Craig closes his eyes and holds his breath. He feels completely helpless to do anything since he is 2400 miles away.

[Craig] Is Mike there? Anybody beside just you 2?

[Joe] Mike's not due to come in for another 3 hours.

[Craig] Call somebody Joe. Anybody. Lock your office door. I'll call one of our guys and have them come right over.

Craig says and with that he disconnects the call. He looks over at David and worriedly as he quickly dials Watson's number.

Kim opens Joe's office door, she frowns at the pistol in his hand and what she just heard.

Joe sees the doorknob of his office door turn and he quickly presses the single digit assigned to Methos' speed dial number. He lets his cell phone drop to the floor and aims his pistol at the door as it opens.


[Kim] Guess I don't need a reason to come here after all. You already know what I want.

Kim tells him ready to duck if he raises the gun.

Methos parks his car and moves fast to Joe's bar, when he had an important report to send to Paris his damn computer had to crash. He's hoping Mike will let him use Joe's computer. And if he didn't, he'd use it anyway, wouldn't be the first time. He stops as he feels an Immortal buzz, but since Joe had hired an Immortal there was always a buzz. He frowns when his cell phone rings as he enters the door, he taps his pockets trying to find it as he keeps walking.


[Joe] Would you mind telling what this is all about?

Joe asks as he holds the gun pointed directly at the woman's head.

Kim tenses when she feels an Immortal buzz. Not now, she tells herself.


[Kim] This is about payback Joe Dawson. Too bad you didn't know I was Immortal when you destroyed my village.

[Joe] What village? What are you talking about?

Joe asks hoping he is as good a marksman as he used to be.

Kim explains as she walks inside keeping an eye on the door and wondering who the other Immortal was.


Methos finally finds his cell phone and sees Joe's number, he frowns when no one talks to him when he answers it. He turns it off and walks in the door, carefully looking inside.

[Methos] Joe? Why were you calling me?

Methos frowns again when he looks around the bar and no one is in sight, something isn't right in here.

Kim looks around at the door looking at the Immortal that just came. She throws the knife in Joe's direction the moment she hears the voice of the Immortal that came figuring she'd have to fight him now.

As soon as Kim's arm raises back to throw the knife, Joe pulls the trigger. The bullet enters Kim's chest at the same time the knife finds its mark in Joe's shoulder.


[Joe] Arghhhh!

Kim takes a gasp for breath before she falls on the floor dead.

Joe lets out a cry of pain and he drops the gun and grabs his shoulder.


[Methos] Joe?

Methos looks around while his hand moves to his pocket to get his gun, this was worse than he expected. He slowly, carefully walks to Joe's office and takes a look inside.

[Methos] Joe, are you alright?

Methos asks without moving in, taking in the picture before him.

Joe grabs the hilt of the knife and pulls it out of his shoulder, letting fall to the floor. He covers his wound with his hand as blood seeps between his fingers. He forgot how much it hurt to get stabbed.


[Joe] I'll live.

Joe moans partly in pain and partly with disgust.

[Methos] Yes, I think so.

Methos nods as he moves closer to Joe grabbing a bar towel to pass him.

[Methos] Here, press it with this. I have to take care of her first. Rope?

[Joe] Don't worry about me. Get something to tie that **** up with before she revives.

Joe says shaking his head at Methos.

Methos shakes his head slightly amused despite the situation they are in.

Joe presses the towel hard against his wound and winces from the pain.


[Methos] Why do you think I want some rope? To sew you up?

[Joe] Now why would I have rope? This is a bar not an S&M club.

Joe grunts.

[Joe] Here....use this.

Joe says as he reaches for the phone cord and yanks it out of the wall. He pulls it out of the phone and tosses it to Methos.

Methos grabs the phone cord and starts to tie up Kim. He keeps frowning while he does that.


[Methos] Do you want to tell me why your own help is attacking you?

Methos asks Joe without looking at him, busy with Kim for now.

By now the towel is fairly saturated with Joe's blood and he is starting to feel a bit light headed.


[Joe] I'm not completely sure. All she said was something about revenge and a village that I supposedly destroyed. I have no idea what she is talking about.

Joe answers.

[Joe] All I know is that she has killed 8 of my buddies and I'm the last one on her list.

[Methos] Really? And I thought you just had denied her a raise.

Methos says as he straightens up and looks at Joe. He frowns at the blood.

[Methos] First aid kit?

[Joe] Last time I saw it it was under the bar.

Unable to contact Watson or any of his other agents, Craig frantically calls Joe back.

Joe hears his cell phone ringing. It is still laying on the floor where he dropped it when Kim entered his office and he reaches to pick it up...wincing as sharp pains shoot through his shoulder.


[Craig] Come on Joe....answer.

Craig says, closing his eyes and praying that Joe is alright.

Joe manages to grab his cell phone off of the floor and turns it on.

Methos rushes to get the first aid kit, Joe is bleeding too much, he needs to do something about it.


[Joe] Yeah.

Joe says simply into the phone.

[Craig] Joe. Craig. I wasn't able to get in touch with any of my people. I'm sorry.

Craig says breathing a sigh of relief when he hears Joe's voice.

Methos puts the first aid kit on Joe's desk and opens it while he listens to the conversation.

[Joe] Don't worry about it. I've got all the help I need at the moment.

Joe says to Craig, glancing at Methos.

Methos takes out some bandages to make a pressure bandage to slow the bleeding until he can take Joe to the hospital and starts putting it over his wound.


[Methos] You'll have to go to the hospital, unless you want me to do it the old fashioned way, plenty of booze around anyway.

Methos suggests with a smirk as he keeps working.

[Craig] Joe are you Ok?

[Joe] Yeah. I'll live. And Kim is out of commission for the time being.

Joe says with a wince of pain as Methos applies the pressure bandage.

[Craig] We're pulling up to the airport now so we'll be back in a few hours.

[Joe] Ok.

Joe says and disconnects the call...not wanting to talk on the phone anymore.

[Joe] Owww! Damn it Pierson....be careful.

Joe growls at Methos.

[Joe] I'm not going anywhere until I know just what this **** problem is. She killed 8 of my friends. I deserve an answer.

Joe says gruffly.

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« Reply #9 on: October 22, 2011, 11:39:37 pm »
Joe sits holding the pressure dressing against his wound. He can feel his blood, warm and sticky, seeping through the bandage and between his fingers. He knows that he is rapidly losing blood. He just hopes he can keep from passing out before Kim revives and explains herself.

Kim comes back to life taking a deep gasp for breath and opening her eyes. She tries to sit up but soon realizes she's tied up.


[Kim] Let me go!!!

Kim yells fighting the ropes, trying to free herself.

Ally pulls into Joe's parking lot and sighs in relief, recognizing Methos' vehicle and a couple of the other vehicles. With luck she could talk them into fixing her something for an early lunch. Anything is better than McDonald's after all, it always left her feeling bloated.

Joe sits forward in his chair and looks at the female Immortal...his brow furrowed.

Methos looks away from Joe's computer for a moment, he'd just sent the file so he turns it off.

Ally hurries out of her car, and into the bar, instinctively going cautious as she feels the buzz of other immortals. "Hello? Anybody home?" she calls.


[Methos] The alternative being?

Methos asks before he straightens up looking at the door when he feels an Immortal buzz.

Joe hears someone calling from the bar and grimaces. That's all they needed right now...company.


[Joe] Great.

Joe grumbles quietly.

Kim fights harder when she feels the buzz.


[Kim] Let me go now!!!

[Ally] Hello, Boys!

Ally calls making her way back towards Joe's office, knowing that Methos was there.

Joe drops the saturated dressing on the floor and grabs a bar towel off the shelf behind his desk and covers his wound with the towel. He winces from pain as he presses the towel tightly against his wound.


[Methos] Al... Ally?

Methos asks in relief when he recognizes the voice.

[Ally] Adam. You're up early!

[Methos] We're in here.

Ally teases as she comes around the corner to where she can see Methos standing in the door way.

[Methos] I had to send a file to Paris and my computer isn't working.

Methos answers with a shrug.

[Ally] Oh, dear. That sucks.

Ally laughs stepping into the office.

[Ally] Hello, Joe

Ally starts then freezes seeing the tied up Kim, and the wounded Joe.

[Ally] What happened here?!

Ally cries shocked.

Kim desperately tries to free herself but soon realizes she's not going to make it, so she freezes looking up at the two Immortals.


[Methos] We've got the 'ninja', turns out it's a female. I got here at the right time.

Methos explains looking down at the tied up Immortal

[Ally] Huh?

Ally asks a little confused.

[Methos] She was trying to finish the list when I got here.

Methos says hoping Aldria would get the idea.

Joe has picked up his handgun and is holding it on Kim just in case she manages to get free of her restraints.


[Ally] I see.

Ally says frowning. Then turned her attention to Joe.

[Ally] Joe, are you doing alright?

[Methos] He should go to a hospital.

Ally asks frowning at the towel Joe was holding to his shoulder.

Methos frowns looking at Joe.


[Methos] I mean it Joe, I don't like your color.

[Joe] Oh I'm doing just great considering this **** impaled me with a kitchen knife and then I was treated by a doctor who hasn't practiced since the dark ages.

Joe answers sarcastically and without taking his eyes off of Kim.

Kim keeps staring at the two Immortals, she knows it's them she has to fear the most.


[Ally] We need to stop that bleeding.

Ally says firmly.

[Joe] So Miss Nguyen....are you ready to explain why you have killed my friends and tried to kill me?

Joe asks, scooting his desk chair closer to Kim.

Ally moves around digging for something she could use as a pressure bandage to help stop Joe's bleeding.


[Methos] We could cauterize the wound. Hmm I fail to remember if there was gun powder at the dark ages.

Methos frowns pretending to try to remember.

Ally tosses a frown at Methos.


[Ally] Let's try a good pressure bandage first.

[Methos] I just did and it's not working.

Ally says picking up a clean towel to use as padding, and some wrap out of the first aid kit.

Methos says looking at Aldria.

Joe looks up at Ally.


[Joe] Judge....before you get too involved....in the top drawer of my desk is a small tape recorder.

Joe says to Ally.

[Joe] I want her explanation recorded.

Kim just looks up at Methos and Aldria without saying a word.

Ally pulls out the tape recorder and checks to to make sure there is plenty of tape available, hits record and then push the towel in her hands tight against Joe's shoulder then begins to wrap it as tight as tight as possible, figuring it couldn't be too tight.

Joe moans in pain as Ally applies the dressing.


[Joe] I want an answer to my question.

Joe says through gritted teeth. He takes the recorder and switches it on...setting it on the edge of his desk.

[Ally] Don't make me make you answer him.

[Methos] Joe, she's not going anywhere. You can't wait. Talk about the stubbornness of Scots.

Ally says with a brief glance at Kim, before turning back to Joe's bandage.

Methos says looking at Joe.


[Kim] Why should I bother? We both know what happens next.

Kim grumbled with a shrug.

[Methos] Not necessarily. I don't think Joe is planning to redecorate.

Methos answers Kim, turning his head to look down at her.

[Ally] Besides, I don't have time to change my clothes.

Ally mutters, as she ties off the pressure bandage as tight as she can.

[Methos] Besides you forget we don't know what happened. Or why you tried to kill Joe.

Methos tells Kim pulling a chair to sit down.

[Methos] Maybe we should start by that.

Joe winces again with not only pain but frustration. He wishes he could get up and move around. If he could he would make Kim talk.

[Kim] I only did to them what they did to me.

Kim says shrugging again.

[Kim] They deserved it.

[Ally] What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Ally demands.

Methos nods, sensing she might tell him what happened.


[Methos] Yes, but what did they do exactly?

[Kim] They attacked my village, killed everybody...

Kim says angrily fighting the ropes again.

Joe rolls his eyes.


[Kim] Including me.

[Ally] And when did this happen?

Ally asks knowing it wasn't done recently.

[Joe] Kim....it was war. We destroyed a lot of villages. And your people destroyed a lot of our people, too.

Joe says logically.

[Joe] Nothing was sacred to your people. They booby trapped little kids.

[Kim] I wasn't fighting a war, not before you attacked my village.

Kim says glaring at Joe.

[Methos] What about the other people in your village? Were they all a bunch of pacifists?

Methos asks trying not to sound too angry, he knows you can't catch flies with vinegar.

Kim just looks at Methos without answering.

Ally just smiled and bends a little closer to Kim. "Answer the question," she orders in a too-nice voice


[Methos] Well? Did everybody from your village stay out of the war?

Methos asks raising an eyebrow.

[Kim] Hmm, no.

Kim answers with a shake of her head.

[Methos] So I'd say they also deserved it, no?

Methos asks watching Kim and wondering what to do to her, calling the police was out of the question.

[Kim] I couldn't talk them out of it.

Kim murmurs with an unhappy sigh, remembering her husband.

Joe is starting to feel a little light headed and he fights to maintain consciousness.


[Ally] Who?

Ally demands.

[Ally] Who all have you killed. I want the names. All of them. Now.

[Joe] I can give you 8 of them.

Joe says sadly.

Kim shrugs.


[Kim] I've caught them all, Young and Dawson are the only ones still alive.

[Joe] Answer a question for me, Kim.

Joe says in a low voice.

[Joe] Did killing those men....killing my friends...did it bring back your people?  Will killing me bring them back?

[Kim] No, but I swore I would while I carried their bodies.

Kim says glaring at Joe.

[Kim] And while I watched them burn.

[Methos] And who the hell is Young?

Methos asks looking at Joe.

[Methos] You never mentioned a Young.

Joe shrugs which causes his shoulder to hurt so he winces.

[Joe] He wasn't in my unit.

[Methos] I see, there are more.

Methos nods.

[Ally] How did you choose?

Ally hisses her demand.

Joe is beginning to see Kim a bit differently than he did an hour ago. Past the anger, hatred and hostility he can see a misguided young girl who had witnessed the atrocities of that war and endured its horrors and he starts to feel a little sorry for her.


[Methos] So out of curiosity, do you have any idea how many people you killed?

Methos asks with a slight frown.

Kim shrugs.


[Ally] How did you choose?

[Kim] Young and Dawson are the ones who still live.

Ally repeats her demand in a firm voice.

[Ally] How did you choose who you were going after?

[Kim] I just got a list of the unit who attacked my village and followed it in alphabetical order. Moved ahead on those I couldn't find right away.

Kim answers shrugging again.

[Joe] Listen Kim.

Joe says leaning forward more and looking directly into her eyes. When he continues it is in a father-like tone of voice.

[Joe] I am sorry that your village was destroyed. And I'm sorry that we were the ones who destroyed it. But in our defense....we were given information that led us to believe that your village had already been taken over by the Vietcong. That is why we attacked it. Had we known the inhabitants were South Vietnamese we wouldn't have been anywhere near it.

Joe takes a breath as the room begins to spin slowly.

[Joe] It was a tragic mistake. One of many that was the result of that war. I know that you hated our troops being there. But if we hadn't...your village would have ended up destroyed...or worse by the Vietcong. Call it destiny...or whatever. But doing what you have done is just as wrong, Kim.  And I believe that somewhere....deep down inside you....you know that.

Joe leans back in his chair...his face turning an ashen gray.

Methos jumps to his feet when he looks at Joe.


[Methos] That's it, I'm taking you to the hospital.

[Kim] Information? What do you mean by information?

Kim frowns looking at Joe.

[Joe] I was just a private back then, Kim. I don't know where the information came from.

Joe answers as he leans his head back against the back of his chair. "Keep your eyes open," he thinks to himself as he fights against the room's spinning.

[Joe] All they told us was that the Vietcong had taken the village and if they had....it would have put them in a strategic location. So we had to eliminate the threat.

[Kim] Can't believe I missed that.

Kim murmurs to herself.

[Ally] missed what?

Ally demands of Kim

[Methos] Damn, don't you get this? If Joe doesn't stop bleeding he's going to die, the questions can wait, he can't.

Methos interrupts them angrily.

[Ally] You need to take him to the hospital and I...

[Joe] I'll be alright. Just give me a minute.

Joe says weakly. No matter how hard he fights, thought, his eyelids begin to droop and his face pales even more.

Ally glances at the clock and swears.


[Ally] I need to get back to court. Damnation.

[Methos] You don't have a minute to waste, Joe. You must leave now. Doctor's orders.

Methos says as he moves to him to help him up.

[Ally] Where are you going to take him? I'll meet you where ever, once I'm done with court

Ally offers drawing out a hidden dagger to turn Kim unconscious to make it easier for Methos to handle on his own. Aldria wanted to stay, but she has to get to court.

[Methos] Keep it, I have mine.

Methos shakes his head with a smirk.

[Methos] I'm taking Joe to Nikki's ranch, she has medical supplies and we can't let Kim out of our sight yet.

Ally nods.

[Ally] Alright. I'll head out there once I'm done with court. Should check the place out anyways.

Ally carefully taps Kim on the temples knocking the other woman out.

[Ally] Damn, I've got to run. Sorry, Methos.

Ally says softly.

[Methos] Couldn't help to do that, now could you?

Methos smiles amused.

[Methos] I think I owe you one.

[Ally] We can discuss that later.

Ally grins. Then nods at Joe.

[Ally] Take care of him. Call if you need anything.

[Methos] I will, and I'll manage.

Ally sighs and picks up her purse and hurries out of Joe's back to her car. As she starts her car and pulls form the lot she swears. She never did get anything to eat.

Methos says tapping his pockets to find his cell phone.


[Methos] Hang on, Joe.

Methos says as he dials Nikki's number.

Nikki walks out of the small boutique with her packages. She hears her cell phone ring and scrambles to switch the shopping bags around so she can grab her phone.


[Nikki] Hello?

Nikki answers her phone without looking at the caller ID to see who is calling.

[Methos] Nikki? It's Adam.

Methos says keeping an eye on Joe.

Nikki blinks a little surprised to hear the caller's ID then she realizes that he must not be alone. She smiles as she says, "hey stranger. What's up?"


[Methos] Where are you? Are you in town?

Methos asks moving closer to Joe, he doesn't like the way he's looking.

[Nikki] As a matter of fact I am.

Nikki says then his tone of voice registers and she realizes that something's wrong.

[Nikki] Methos? What's wrong?

Nikki says suddenly serious.

[Methos] Good, I need a hand in Joe's bar. Could you come here? It's a long story.

Methos takes a deep breath.

[Methos] And Nikki make it fast.

Nikki tosses her shopping bags in the back seat of her truck and climbs into the drivers seat.

[Nikki] I'm on my way. I'll be there in about 5 minutes. Just tell me one thing before I hang up.

Nikki says as she starts the engine.

[Nikki] Are you alright?

[Methos] I'm fine, but Joe isn't. Please, make it fast.

Methos says before he hangs up the phone, so he could try to help Joe.

Nikki doesn't say anything. She simply shuts off her phone and pulls away from the curb. 3 1/2 minutes later she screeches to a stop in front of Joe's Bar. She gets out and runs into the bar.


[Nikki] Where are you?

Nikki calls out as she crosses the empty bar and heads for Joe's office.

[Methos] In here.

Methos answers feeling the buzz but hearing Nikki's' voice after wards

Nikki runs through the door of Joe's office and comes to an abrupt stop as she sees a tied up woman on Joe's beat up couch and Joe passed out in his chair. She looks at Methos quirking an eyebrow.


[Nikki] Just another uneventful day in Seacouver, Washington?

Nikki asks smarmily.

To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 11
« Reply #10 on: October 23, 2011, 12:03:31 am »
Nikki is in the kitchen loading the dishwasher after dinner.

Methos sprawls on the couch looking at the ceiling.


[Methos] So, what are we going to do to her? We can't let her go to prison.

Methos asks Aldria indicating the den.

Joe wakes up and looks up at the ceiling while he waits for his vision to focus. He moves and feels a sharp pain in his shoulder...reminding him what had happened and where he was. As his vision focuses he slowly sits up and swings his legs over the edge of the bed. He sits there for a few minutes to make sure he isn't dizzy then cautiously stands up.

Nikki puts foil over the left overs and puts them in the fridge.

Joe tucks his left thumb into the waistline of his pants to immobilize his arm and slowly walks out of the bedroom.


[Nikki] Anyone want another beer? Or a cup of coffee?

Nikki calls out from the kitchen.

[Ally] I don't know. If she wasn't hunting mortals, I'd say send her to jail, and we could arrange an 'accident' later.

Ally sighs.

[Joe] I'll take a beer.

Joe says from the doorway between the kitchen and the hall.

[Methos] Another beer would be nice, thanks.

Nikki is startled to hear Joe's voice and whirls around.

[Nikki] What are you doing out of bed?

Methos says absentmindedly then he sits up when he hears Joe's voice.

[Joe] Didn't want to miss any of the excitement.

Joe says with a grin.

[Methos] And what are you doing out of bed?

Methos repeats after Nikki.

Nikki shakes her head.


[Nikki] Well go sit down before you fall down.

Nikki orders.

[Joe] Yes mam!

[Ally] Yes, please sit, Joe. We don't want you falling and ending up with a concussion on top of everything!

Ally laughs teasingly.

Joe says and salutes Nikki. He walks into the front room. Not thinking he can make it into the sunken living room he takes a seat at the dining room table.

Nikki carries a couple bottles of beer out of the kitchen and hands one to Methos and one to Ally.


[Joe] What about me?

Joe asks as Nikki passes him by.

[Methos] To keep you in bed we'd have to tie you up, right Joe?

Methos shakes his head as he takes the beer bottle from Nikki.

[Nikki] None for you. Not after just being patched back up under heavy sedation. Want a cup of coffee instead?

Nikki answers Joe and heads back into the kitchen.

[Joe] I'd like to see you try, Pierson.

Joe says to Methos with a scowl.

[Methos] Don't tempt me, I might do just that, Dawson.

Methos replies with a chuckle.

[Ally] Would the two of you stop acting like babies!

Ally laughs.

[Ally] You're both old enough to act better!

[Nikki] My thoughts exactly, Ally. Thank you.

Nikki says from the kitchen.

[Methos] Nah, he's nothing more than a kid. What's fifty years to an Immortal?

Methos shrugs before he takes a sip.

Joe grumbles and winks at Methos.


[Ally] Fifty years to a mortal makes him old enough.

Ally says, then points a finger at Methos, "And don't make me take you down a peg or two!"

[Nikki] We may take the fun out of everything but you sure turn to us when you NEED something. Right Ally?

Nikki says as she brings a cup of coffee out of the kitchen and sets it on the dining room table in front of Joe.

[Ally] Absolutely!

[Methos] And yes, no matter who old we are they always act like our mothers.

Ally agrees with a laugh.

Methos smirks teasingly to Aldria and Nikki.


[Ally] Men are such babies! And yes, Methos, we do. Again, men are babies. No matter whether they're five, fifty, or five thousand!

Ally laughs.

Nikki sticks her tongue out at Methos then disappears back into the kitchen.


[Methos] Oh I'm a baby, huh? I think you just called yourself a ****.

Methos chuckles amused.

[Ally] Yes, well, I'm still younger than you, boy.

Ally laughs and copies Nikki by sticking her tongue out at Methos.

[Nikki] Isn't everyone?

Nikki says coming out of the kitchen with a beer for herself.

[Nikki] Younger than him I mean.

Nikki adds.

Joe takes a sip of his coffee and is glad that Nikki had given him that instead of the beer as it hits the spot.


[Ally] Well, physically anyway. Mentally...

Ally trails off teasingly as she agrees with Nikki.

[Methos] If you don't cut it out I'm leaving. And then you can decide what to do to that woman.

Methos says as he sprawls on the couch again careful not to spill his beer.

[Joe] As if you'd leave before the beer's gone.

Joe says to Methos teasingly.

[Methos] I didn't say when.

Methos shrugs unconcerned.

Nikki rolls her eyes and sets her beer on the table then checks Joe's wound.


[Ally] Methos, we all know you're going to leave eventually. But by the time the beer's done we should be done with... what's her name.

Ally shrugs.

[Nikki] Are you in much pain?

Nikki asks Joe.

[Methos] Well, Joe, since you're up you get to decide what to do with that woman, it was you she tried to kill.

Methos says side glancing at Joe.

[Methos] One of us could kill her and it's the perfect place to bury the body anyway.

[Joe] No.

Joe answers Nikki then looks over at Methos.

[Joe] I'd be lying if I said that never crossed my mind earlier.

Joe says.

[Joe] But I don't think she deserves that now.

Joe adds.

Nikki re-bandages Joe's wound and picks up her beer. She takes a seat across the table from Joe and listens to the conversation.

Methos raises his eyebrows looking at Joe.


[Methos] So what does she deserve? A medal?

Joe shakes his head.

[Joe] No. But she was acting on what she thought was the truth. I honestly can't say I might not have done the same thing if I had been in her shoes. Can you?

Nikki wonders what they are talking about and looks at Ally to see if she knows.

[Methos] Hmm, no.

Methos replies with a sigh, thinking about the past.

[Methos] Actually I have.

[Joe] I also don't want her turned over to authorities. It would raise too many questions we don't and can't answer.

Joe adds and takes a sip of his coffee.

[Nikki] Would someone please tell me what is going on?

Nikki interjects curiously

Joe looks at Methos and quirks an eyebrow.


[Joe] You haven't filled her in?

Joe asks Methos.

[Methos] So what do we do to her? We can't just set her free, she'll try to kill you again.

Methos asks Joe leaving Nikki's question unanswered of now.

[Joe] Just let me talk to her first.

Joe suggests.

[Methos] And no, I didn't tell her yet. No time.

[Joe] Where is she?

[Nikki] If you're talking about the broad who stabbed you....she's tied up in my den.

Nikki answers Joe.

Joe gets to his feet.


[Joe] Just give me a few minutes alone with her.

Joe says holding his hand up to Methos.

[Methos] Fine.

Nikki looks at Methos for direction.

[Ally] Joe, I'm not sure that's such a good idea.

Ally says slowly.

Methos shrugs then he murmurs under his breath, " It's your funeral."


[Joe] Why not?

Joe stops and looks at Ally.

[Ally] I don't think it's a good idea for any of us, to be alone with her. And doubly goes for you.

Ally says with a shrug.

[Joe] She's tied up....right?

[Ally] Yup.

Joe asks looking from one Immortal to the other.

Ally nods.


[Joe] Then how can she hurt me?

Joe asks with a shrug.

[Joe] All I have to do is call for help if she gets loose and there are 3 of you out here to deal with her. Right?

Nikki hopes nobody takes anyone's head inside of her house. She hates the thought of replacing all of her windows after the quickening and having to clean up the blood.

[Methos] If you have time to call for help.

Methos shakes his head while he takes a deep breath.

[Ally] I still don't think it's a good idea for you to go in alone.

Ally says.

[Joe] I'm not an invalid. I can still move quick enough.

[Methos] Do I have to remind you Immortals are dangerous?

[Nikki] Not all of us.

Nikki interjects.

[Nikki] May an outsider make a suggestion here?

Nikki asks looking from one person to the other.

Joe looks down at Nikki questioningly.


[Methos] Why not? We realize it's your place.

Methos smirks amused she's asking permission to speak on her own house.

[Ally] Nikki, just butt in when you have to say something. It's your house and we're guests here.

Ally points out.

[Nikki] She doesn't know me. She might feel less threatened by me. I could go in there with Joe and stand in the background while he talks to her.

Nikki suggests.

[Joe] She's got a point.

[Ally] That'd be good with me.

Joe says nodding and looks back at Methos and Ally.

Ally shrugs, then looks at Joe.


[Ally] I just don't want you going in by yourself. Pick on of us to go with, and I'd be fine.

[Methos] She wasn't feeling threatened by me, I made sure of that, I wanted her to speak.

[Nikki] Just hang on a second, Joe.

Nikki says and gets up. She hurries into her "office" and returns with her laptop.

[Joe] What's that for?

Joe asks.

[Nikki] I'm assuming you will want some sort of record of your conversation. You never know. It might come in handy.

Nikki answers with a shrug.

Joe gets and idea and nods.

Methos shrugs and buries on the couch again sipping his beer. If Joe wanted that way so be it.


[Joe] Yeah. Good thinking, Red.

[Nikki] I have my moments. Granted...not many...but a few.

Nikki says with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

[Nikki] After you, sir.

Nikki says and gestures to the door to the den.

Joe glances over at Methos and waggles a thumb in Nikki's direction.


[Joe] She can be so cute sometimes.

Joe says with a grin and then walks toward the den door.

Kim was fighting the ropes trying to get free but stops when she feels someone coming. She looks up at the door and waits.

Nikki walks over to where her sword is leaning and picks it up then follows Joe into the den.

Joe walks into the den and pulls a chair over so he is sitting in front of Kim.


[Joe] Relax. I just want to talk to you a minute.

Joe says in a soft and calm voice.

Kim just watches Dawson move around without a word.

Nikki walks into the room and moves a table over next to Joe. She puts her laptop on the table and opens it up. Focusing the camcorder on both Kim and Joe she sets it to record then fades into the corner of the room and out of the way.


[Joe] Look....Kim. I'm sorry what happened to your village....to your people. For what we did. Out there....

Joe points to the front room.

[Joe] ...there are a couple of people....Immortals...who think I should want you either dead or at least turned over to authorities for what you have done.

Joe leans forward, resting his elbows on his thighs.

[Joe] And to be honest....a few hours ago I would have agreed with them. But now....

Joe looks into her eyes.

[Joe] ...I guess it all depends on you.

Joe says and watches Kim for her reaction.

Kim looks at Dawson slightly surprised wondering what he has in mind.


[Kim] What do you want Joe Dawson?

Kim asks him in a hoarse tone of voice.

[Joe] For one thing....I want you to understand that we....the guys in my unit...were just following orders. We may not have agreed with most of them but we had no choice.

Joe says softly and calmly.

[Kim] There's always a choice, you could have refused to do it, I bet you Americans have some laws against killing women and children

Kim answers looking at him coldly.

[Joe] We also have laws about refusing a direct order when in the military. And I was just out of boot camp. I was too scared to go up against an officer.

Joe explains quietly.

[Joe] That's not to say I'm excusing our guilt. We did destroy your village and kill your people. For that we are guilty. I am guilty. But it's not like we set out to do something like that because we are completely cold hearted.

Joe adds and watches Kim's face.

[Kim] Fine. Whatever.

Kim tries to shrug but finds out she can't with her hands tied behind her back.

Nikki listens quietly to Joe and realizes the background of what has been going on.


[Joe] Then....will you except my deepest apology?

Joe asks sincerely.

Kim looks at Joe surprised again wondering if she'd heard this correctly.

Nikki looks at Kim wondering what she is going to do.

Joe repeats his question in fluent Vietnamese.


[Kim] You are apologizing?

Kim asks disbelievingly.

[Joe] Yes.

Joe answers...nodding his head.

[Joe] For all of us.

Kim looks at Joe for a while then nods.

[Kim] Fine, apology accepted, now what?

Joe sits back...continuing to lock his gaze with Kim's.

[Joe] So can we call an end to your revenge?

Joe asks still speaking in a soft and warm voice.

[Kim] There's only two of you left, you know?

Kim tells Joe with a slight smile.

Joe nods.


[Joe] Yes. I know.

Joe says and waits for her answer.

[Kim] Why do you want to know if my revenge is over or not? Are you going to let me go?

Kim asks Joe frowning puzzled and wondering how the man could be so stupid. Of course she wasn't going to give up and he should know that.

[Joe] That depends totally on you, Kim.

Joe answers.

[Kim] On me?

Kim keeps frowning

Joe simply nods.


[Kim] Alright, if you let me go, I'll go away.

Kim nods, thinking she'd go away to Young, not away from them.

[Joe] You don't have to go away, Kim. Just promise not to hurt me or my other friend...Alex Young...like you did Edwards, Anderson, Fleming, Johnson, King, Patterson, Temple and Williams. Can you promise me that, Kim?

Joe asks looking at her....a fatherly expression on his face.

Kim nods again, apparently he still didn't know about the others.


[Kim] I said I'd leave you alone.

[Joe] I need your word, Kim. As someone who still values honor. Can you do that?

Joe presses.

[Kim] Fine, I won't try to kill you or Young like I did to the others.

Kim answers with a sigh, she hates when she has to promise something she doesn't intend to keep.

Joe looks into Kim's eyes to see if she means it then he smiles warmly.


[Joe] Then I'll let you go.

Joe says and glances at Nikki then glances at the laptop indicating for her to stop the recording.

Nikki moves out of her corner and closes her laptop.

Joe gets to his feet and looks down at Kim.


[Joe] Thank you, Kim.

Joe says sincerely.

[Joe] You can untie her, Nikki.

Joe says and picks up the laptop. Then he leaves the den.

Nikki walks behind Kim and cuts her restraints.


[Nikki] He's a good man, Kim.

Nikki says quietly as she cuts the last restraint.

Kim tries not to show her surprise, the fool really did it. She stands up slowly rubbing her wrists.

Joe looks around the front room then looks at Methos.


[Joe] Where's the Judge?

Joe asks as he walks over to the dining room table and sets the laptop down.

[Methos] Bathroom.

Methos smirks.

[Methos] The beer was too much for her.

Joe nods understandingly and sits down. He sighs from exhaustion and says, "it's done. It's over."

[Methos] So what did you decide?

Methos asks even though he already knows the answer.

[Nikki] We all care about him very much. Some of us owe him our lives. So I hope....for your sake....that you meant what you said.

Nikki says as she walks toward the door.

[Kim] I've said I was leaving and I intend to.

Kim answers looking around.

[Kim] So how do I leave? Front door?

[Joe] She's going to walk out of here. She has promised to stop the retaliation and has admitted to what she has done.

Joe explains to Methos.

Nikki nods but places her hand gently on Kim's arm to hold her up.


[Methos] Of course she did. Did you believe her?

[Nikki] It's a long way back into the city. I'll give you a ride if you wait outside for me to get my keys.

Nikki says to Kim.

Methos shakes his head, Joe was too trusting, just like MacLeod.

Joe sighs and shrugs.


[Kim] Back to the city?

Kim frowns slightly.

[Kim] So where am I?

[Joe] As much as anyone can I guess.

Joe answers Methos.

[Nikki] You're about 20 miles outside of town. On my ranch.

Nikki answers Kim.

[Methos] You guess? I didn't know you wanted to die young.

[Nikki] I could call you a cab but it would take them an hour or more to get here and I doubt you want to hang around everyone that long....am I right?

Methos sighs as he stands up to get another beer from the fridge.

Joe looks over at Methos...his exhaustion showing on his face.


[Kim] Yes, in that case I'd like a ride, please.

[Joe] Nor do I want to commit cold blooded murder.

Kim nods smiling at the red haired woman.

Joe responds to Methos' comment.

Nikki smiles and nods.

Methos opens the bottle and comes back to the couch.


[Nikki] Just let me get my keys and I'll be glad to give you a ride. If you want....you can wait on the front porch.

Nikki suggests and holds the den saloon door open for Kim.

[Methos] Like I've said it's your funeral. You think I've lived this long letting go the people that tried to kill me?

Joe wearily rubs his hand over his face and slumps back in his chair.

Methos asks looking at Joe.

Kim hesitates for a moment, knowing there's an Immortal at the living room, but since she doesn't have a choice walks in there.

Methos side glances at Kim the moment she enters the room, keeping an eye on her.

Nikki follows Kim into the front room and looks warningly at Methos. She walks over to the coat rack by the door and takes her duster off its hook. Wrapping her sword in her coat she grabs her keys off their hook says, "Adam....would you stay with Joe while I give Kim a ride back to the city? And Joe you need to go lie down."  She opens the front door for Kim and holds it open so she can pass.

Joe doesn't argue. He gets up and slowly makes his way back to Nikki's bedroom and lies down on top of the bed.


[Methos] You what? Are you out of your mind?

Methos looks at Nikki disbelievingly

[Nikki] It's never been official but....probably.

Nikki says with a wink and a smirk.

[Nikki] Come on, Kim.

Nikki ushers Kim out the door.

[Methos] Just open the door and let her go, she can walk.

Methos grumbles before he stands up, looking coldly at Kim.

[Methos] And you better behave with her or you'll have to deal with me.

Methos tells Kim seriously.

Kim nods at the male Immortal.


[Kim] I've got nothing against her, or you.

Kim says as she walks to the door.

Nikki smiles and blows Methos a kiss.


[Nikki] Be back shortly.

Nikki says and walks out of the house and closes the door behind her.

[Methos] Fine. Keep it that way.

Methos says after them before he sits back on the couch and keeps sipping his beer.

[Methos] Damn, forgot to tell her she's almost out of beer, and to bring some on the way back.

Methos says after a while.


To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 12
« Reply #11 on: November 13, 2011, 07:53:08 pm »
Joe is just about to drop off to sleep when he hears his cell phone start to buzz on the night stand.   

[Joe] Dawson.

Joe says answering it.

[Craig] Joe....it's Craig. We've just landed and are picking up our baggage

[Joe] I'm glad you called.

Joe says and sits up.

[Craig] What's up?

[Joe] Well....we got what we need out of Kim. I think it will be enough to get George's conviction over turned.

Joe announces.

[Craig] Excellent. So she confessed to killing his brother?

[Joe] His brother and everyone else.

[Craig] And you got it on tape?

[Joe] Better. We used a camcorder and can put it on disks. Judge Everson can do what needs to be done with the disk.

Joe explains.

[Craig] Excellent.

Craig repeats.

[Craig] So what do you need us to do?

[Joe] To be honest.....I think it's all going to be up to the judge. So you guys can go home and get some sleep.

[Craig] You sure?

[Joe] Yeah. I'll square things up with you in a couple of days...if that's alright.

[Craig] Not a problem.

Craig says and gives David a thumbs up.

[Craig] Hey...Joe are you alright? You sound like you've been through it.

[Joe] Yeah. I'm fine. I'll tell you all about it when I see you. Go home. Get some sleep. You two have earned it.

[Craig] Ok. If you're sure. We both could use some sleep.

Craig says then adds with a smarmy grin to David, "I know David definitely could stand to take a shower."

Joe chuckles.


[Joe] Ok. And thanks Craig. Tell David I said thanks.

[Craig] I will.

Craig says and disconnects the call.

Joe shuts off his phone and lays it back on the night stand then lays back down.

Methos looks up when he feels Aldria entering the room, he indicates the laptop with his head.


[Methos] Take a look at that and tell me what you think.

Methos says before he takes a sip of beer.

[Ally] What is it?

Ally asks stepping over to look over Methos' shoulder.

[Methos] Kim's confession.

Methos shakes his head.

[Methos] Joe should have let us take care of it.

[Ally] Let's see it.

Ally says, encouraging Methos to hit play again, so she could see it.

Methos shrugs as he moves slightly on the couch to sprawl


[Methos] Go ahead, I've already seen it twice. You took forever in that bathroom.

Ally shrugged indifferently.

[Ally] Nikki's got some interesting nick nacks in her bathroom.

Ally hit play and carefully watched the video. When it was done, she frowned, thinking and moved over to the chair she had vacated a few minutes ago.

[Methos] Like it, huh? Joe almost told her, just tell me what I want to hear and I'll let you go.

Methos smirks looking up at Aldria.

[Ally] I know. It's not hard to figure out she's lying through her teeth.

Ally sighs.

[Methos] No, she'll be back.

Methos nods thinking about what he'd do.

[Methos] I'd go away for a while and wait all the Immortals weren't watching Joe anymore and then...

[Ally] There is an upside though.

Ally sighs thinking about.

[Ally] We get rid of the image and it'll clear at least one man of murder and possibly more. That I'll have to look into.

[Methos] Yes, that guy in jail for a crime he didn't commit.

Methos nods again before he drinks some beer.

[Ally] Poor mortal's been in jail for most of his life at this point in time.

Ally says feeling pity for the poor man.

Methos shakes his head with a sigh.


[Methos] And they don't have much time to begin with.

[Ally] I know.

***1 hour later***

Nikki pulls her truck up next to Methos' Range Rover, gets out...takes the 2 6 packs of beer she bought on the way home out of the back seat and heads for the door.

[Nikki] Honey....I'm home.

Nikki calls out as she opens her front door and walks into her house.

[Ally] Oh, so it's Honey now is it, Honey?

Ally replies quickly amused.

[Nikki] And I'm am not empty handed.

Nikki says holding out the bag with the 2 6 packs in it.

[Nikki] Anyone want a beer?

Methos looks at the door when he feels an Immortal buzz and smiles.

[Methos] And with beer. You're most welcome.

Nikki hands the bag to Methos and starts for the hall.

[Nikki] How's our patient?

Nikki disappears into the hall before getting an answer and heads for her bedroom to check on Joe.

[Methos] Sleeping I think.

Methos answers without really paying attention, too busy opening the bag.

[Ally] Yes, sleeping. Peacefully. I just checked a little bit ago.

Ally smiles.

Nikki tiptoes over to her bathroom...turns on the light and pulls the door part way shut. Using the little bit of light she begins to check Joe's wound.

Joe wakes up when he feels someone messing with his dressing and opens his eyes.


[Nikki] Just checking your dressing.

Nikki says quietly and smiles at Joe.

[Joe] How was your ride into town? She give you any trouble?

Joe asks as he watches Nikki work.

[Nikki] Not a bit. She was very quiet.

Nikki answers as she gently palpates the area around his wound with her finger tips.

[Ally] Yeah, we need to talk about that. Once you're feeling up to it, Joe.

Ally says softly, poking her head into the bedroom.

[Joe] Where did she have you drop her?

Joe asks and winces a little when Nikki touches a tender spot.

[Nikki] Sorry.

Nikki quickly apologizes.

[Nikki] I dropped her at the parking lot of your bar. That's where she said her car was parked.

Nikki answers Joe's question. As she re-bandages his wound she adds, "oh...by the way....it looked like you had a good crowd tonight. The parking lot was full."

[Joe] That's good to know.

Joe says and relaxes a little now that she is done poking and prodding his wound.

[Joe] So what's the verdict, Doc. Am I going to live?

Nikki chuckles as she straightens up.

[Nikki] Joe Dawson....you are probably going to outlive us all. You're too damn ornery to die.

[Joe] Yeah. I know. Heaven won't let me in because I ain't good enough and hell won't have me because they're afraid I'll take over.

Joe says with a snicker.

[Joe] So....what is there to talk about, Judge?

Ally can't help but laugh from her position at the door, at Joe's comment.

Joe asks finally responding to Ally's comment.


[Nikki] You're not talking about anything tonight, mister.

Nikki scolds him.

[Nikki] You need to get some sleep so that heals. Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow.....Right Ally?

[Joe] Damn! Why am I surrounded by such bossy women all of a sudden?

[Ally] Yes. It can wait for tomorrow. But it shouldn't wait longer than that.

Joe grumbles.

Ally smiles slightly.


[Ally] Rest well, Joe. We'll talk in the morning.

Nikki walks out of the room and closes the door behind them. As she follows Ally down the hall she says, "so did you get a chance to watch the Kim's confession?"

Ally nods slowly. "Yeah, and that's what we need to talk about."

Nikki quirks an eyebrow. It's obvious that there is a problem and she's more than curious about what it might be.

Ally knows what the eyebrow quirk is for, and sighs.


[Ally] Kim was lying. She'll go after Young, and she'll be back for Joe.

Ally explains.

[Nikki] What? How do you know?

Nikki asks completely dumbfounded by this revelation.

[Ally] I watched the video.

Ally sighs then continues, "Nikki, I may not be as old as Methos but I'm not far from it. You learn things in that long of a time including how to tell when just about anybody is lying. There are of course exceptions but... Methos agrees with me. Kim was lying. It also doesn't help that Joe made it clear, that as long as he heard what he wanted too, he'd let her go. That gave her every incentive to lie."

Methos looks up from the couch as Nikki and Aldria enter the room.


[Methos] You just had to wake up the poor guy, right?

[Nikki] Damn....I actually believed her. She seemed so sincere. Even on the ride into town.

Nikki says shaking her head.

[Methos] Who? Kim?

Methos asks as he shakes his head amused.

[Methos] She was lying.

[Ally] Yes, Methos. We've covered that much.

Ally sighs. Then turns back to Nikki, "When someone lives with thoughts of revenge for that long, it's a disease. I doubt she'll be capable of even attempting to live a normal life until Joe and this Young guy are dead... If even then."

Nikki steps into the sofa pit and plops down on the cushions.


[Nikki] But is it enough to get the guy in prison off?

Nikki asks Ally.

Ally nods.


[Ally] It should be. We'll have to leave it as just the voice recording. Images with that young of a woman, will simply mean we have a madwoman on our hand. Not the real killer. But image out. It should work.

[Nikki] Well....at least that's something.

Nikki says and grabs a beer from one of the 6 packs.

[Nikki] We'll just have to keep an eye on Joe until she shows up and deal with the lying skank then.

Nikki takes a drink of her beer and gets up. She goes into her "office" and gets a blank CD and brings it into the living room.

[Nikki] I'll burn a disk real quick, then.

[Methos] It will take some time, perhaps even years. Are you going to become his guardian?

Methos asks before he empties the rest of his drink.

[Nikki] Do you have any better suggestions?

[Ally] Good. I'll see what I can do with it, Monday.

Nikki asks Methos as she inserts the disk and starts the burn process.

[Methos] Why don't we send MacLeod after her? He would if we tell him she tired to kill Joe.

Methos suggests with a smirk.

Nikki looks at Methos and rolls her eyes.

Aldria snickers softly, "Especially when we add in that she'll be back."


[Methos] Yeah, she'll keep coming until he's dead.

Nikki removes the disk and hands it to Ally.

Methos nods.


[Nikki] What about this Young guy? Shouldn't someone warn him?

[Ally] Thanks.

Ally says moving over to stick it in her jacket pocket.

[Methos] If we knew how to find him. All we have is a name.

Methos shrugs as he reluctantly stands up.

[Methos] I should go, I have some stuff to do tomorrow.

Nikki puts down her beer and gets to her feet.

[Ally] Yeah. I'll have to get things done, and cancel my afternoon. I'll be back out here as soon as I can tomorrow.

Ally agrees with Methos with a sigh.

[Nikki] I doubt I'll be able to keep Joe here much longer. He should be good enough to go home tomorrow.

Nikki says as she follows the 2 to the door.

[Methos] He should stay here tomorrow, he lost a lot of blood today.

Methos says as he walks to the door.

[Ally] Think you can keep him? Long enough for us to get back out here and explain to him about Kim?

Ally asks.

[Nikki] You want to be the one to tell him that?

[Methos] Try to keep him here and I'll be back to check on the patient.

[Nikki] Yes, Doctor.

Nikki says and salutes him. Then she smiles and winks.

Methos smirks thinking it had been a long time since he'd made a house call.


[Nikki] Well.....basically he's a prisoner since one of us has to drive him back to town.

[Ally] Tell him, I said I'd give him a ride, come the afternoon.

Ally chuckles giving Nikki an easy excuse. "After all, the ranch is enough to keep you busy most of the day."

[Nikki] Ok.

Nikki says reluctant for them to leave.

[Nikki] You guys drive careful.

[Ally] Will do. See you tomorrow, Nikki. Goodnight.

Ally smiles as she steps out the door and heads for her car.

[Nikki] Night, Ally.

[Methos] Yeah, you better go first since you drive like an insane.

Methos tells Aldria letting her pass him.

[Ally] No. I just don't drive like an old man!

Nikki stands in the doorway and looks up at Methos.

Ally laughs as she moves to get into her car.


[Nikki] Be careful.

Nikki says quietly and gently pinches Methos side.

[Methos] I will.

Methos nods as he looks for his car keys in his pockets.

Nikki almost hopes he doesn't find his keys.

Methos gets inside his car, waves at Nikki and drives off.

Nikki stays in the doorway until the tail lights of the Range Rover are gone then goes inside and locks the door.


To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 13
« Reply #12 on: November 13, 2011, 08:54:44 pm »
*** Silver City - New Mexico - A month later***

Kim sighs tiredly as she moves on the seat of her car, it's getting dark and she'd been watching the shop since lunch time. Apparently business was slow to Young, no one had entered his shop while she'd been there. Maybe she could risk to go inside and take a look, she thinks, figuring out no one would interrupt them.  Kim checks her weapons knowing she's facing an Immortal, remembering the shock she had the first time she'd seen him. She'd felt a buzz first and then there he was... Alex Young and he didn't look a day older than that old Marines photo they took at Vietnam.  Kim exits the car and locks it, she's not planning to kill him yet but if she gets the opportunity she's not going to miss it, then she can go after Joe Dawson and finally finish her work. She walks slowly to Young's shop paying close attention to her surroundings and expecting to feel his buzz.

Young feels the buzz of another Immortal and looks up, looking out the window of his shop. He owned an army supply shop. It was more a ruse than an actual shop. This small town didn't have much call for a military supply shop, but it did give him the cover he needed to be able to funnel various munitions through his shop and out onto the black market and other places.

Kim stops to look at the shop window for a moment pretending to be interested in buying something. Then she goes inside the shop still pretending to be looking for something.

Young blinks surprised, but otherwise shows no change of his expression. He recognizes the Immortal who just walked into his shop. Of course, the last time he'd seen her she'd been pre-Immortal and they'd been in bum **** Vietcong-land, rather than Silver City, New Mexico. But one thing he prides himself in is never forgetting a face. Let alone an Immortal's or pre-Immortal's face.

Kim looks through some stuff on exhibition, then she walks over to the counter looking straight at Young for the first time since she'd entered the shop.

[Kim] Excuse me, I'm looking for a hunting knife but I don't like those over there, is that all you have?

[Young] What kind are you looking for?

Young asks, thinking about the different type of hunting knives. Knives for killing, knives for skinning. Knives for animals. Knives for people.

Kim pretends to think for a moment.

[Kim] Hmm, actually it's a combat knife I'm interested in.

[Young] You was looking at the wrong display case then.

Young says, then jerks his head towards a display case on the other side of the shop.

[Young] Try that one.

[Kim] Oh, alright.

Kim smiles sweetly and moves to the case he'd indicated but paying close attention to what he's doing.

Young keeps his eyes on the Vietcong ****, that he and Cord had intended on raping. He kept his hands idly on the counter in front of him, but was glad that he had sword, rifle and handgun all within reach, just out of immediate sight.

Kim goes through some KA-BARs and Corvo knives until she stops to look at a Fairbairn-Sykes Fighting Knife. She smiles looking at it as she imagines stabbing Young with his own knife.

Young continues to watch his eyes holding only the mild interest of a shop keeper.

Kim is about to ask Young to take out one of the knives from the case, when looking up she almost gasps in surprise. She sees some Vietnamese theater masks and one of them catches her attention in particular, she's almost sure it was made by her neighbor Van Dinh, he had just finished it before the attack on her village. She stares at it for a moment remembering he was one of the many she had to carry to a hut before setting it on fire.

Young watches the **** stare at the masks. He wonders if she recognizes the one he had taken from her village. Not that he remembered which one it was any more. Poor consolation prize that it was.

Kim stares at the mask in silence as she promises to herself to finish what she'd started once again, those two had to die they'd lived long enough, when all the people she loved died that day.

Young shifts on his stool. Wondering how long the little **** was going to stare at the damn masks.

Kim almost jumps when the sound of wood on wood makes her come back to reality, she almost smacks her head for being so distracted around this guy, after all he's an enemy, she should pay attention to him. She realizes it's already dark outside, so she side glances to the back door from where she he'd came inside and moves to the door.

[Kim] It's getting late, I'll come back some other time.

Kim says as a way of excuse before she walks out the door.

Young grunts as the **** walks out the door. Looking up he glanced at the clock he keeps. Time to close down. Getting up Young walks to the front door, and locks the door, then turns back to get the shop cleaned up for the night.

Kim walks around to the back of the store from where she knows Young is leaving, it's near the Deep Ditch and there's a park near his car where she can hide. She doesn't bother to hide too well, she knows he'll feel her before he can see her.

As Young cleans the shop, he wonders if the **** will be back and if he'll be able to challenge her. He feels as though he needs a good Quickening. The only other possibility in town was some new little pre-Immortal who worked out at the mine. The pre-Immortal was the reason he hadn't actually moved on from Silver City, New Mexico yet. Why couldn't the little pre-Immortal just suffer the first death already. If it didn't happen soon he was going to MAKE it happen, Young decides.

[Young] After all, the Regional Death Center can be counted on to help me.

Young chuckles to himself.

Kim checks her Hira-shuriken, and smirks as she thinks everybody else would call it Ninja Death Stars, well if Young pulls a gun on her he's going to get a surprise. She leans against a tree trunk and waits for him in the shadow, invisible to everyone but an Immortal.

Young sweeps the floor briefly and double checks the locks on the door, and cases. Sighing he goes back to the front window and pulls down the metal cages that protect his wares from those who'll try and cheat him and the black market. Young frowns as he studies the front of the shop. After a moment he shuts the lights to the front of the shop off, and goes into the back to his office. It was that time of day, when he checks his "special" orders.

Kim sighs impatiently after a while, he'd closed the shop and turned off the lights but is taking forever to come out the door. She wonders why he's taking so long but can't come up with a reasonable explanation. Was it possible he'd suspected something and is hiding now?

Young smiles and as he packs up the last of his things. He's now quite satisfied that his delivery would be here on time, which would give him just enough time to check it over, before letting others know their orders were available. Young grins again, someday he would have to thank the new US president. This man has done more for both the legal and black market sides of Young's arms sales. It made life good. Too bad Cord wasn't around for it anymore. Young sighs. If he thought he stood a chance, he'd go after the damn Highlander and take his revenge for his teacher and friend.

[Young] Damn times like this I miss you, Andy.

Young mutters.

Kim slowly moves her arms and legs in the dark trying to keep them warm while she waits, she knows she'll have to move and move fast as soon as he's out the door.

Young leaves his office and is careful to lock it behind him. Heading out the back door, Young opens the door a crack, as is his habit, and locks it so all he needs to do is pull it shut behind him. Pulling the door wider, he exits and pulls it shut behind him, pausing and taking view of his surroundings. He takes a step from the door and frowns as he feels a buzz. Young's right hand goes under his coat, fingering both a gun and his sword, as he pauses.

Kim watches Young like a cat looking at a mouse, waiting for him to move closer to his car and closer to the place she's hiding, before making her move.

Young loosens both the gun in its holster and the sword in its sheath. With his left hand, Young puts his hand in the pocket and unlocks the driver's side of his Hummer.

[Young] Come out, come out wherever you are.

Young croons in a sing-a-song voice.

Kim smiles to herself the coward is trying to get away. She pulls out a star and throws it will all her strength trying to hit a tire. She's hoping to puncture a tire to make him mad enough to attack her.

[Young] You damn ****!

Young curses as a throwing star imbeds itself in his Hummer, just above the wheel well.

[Young] You scratched the paint, and dented my Hummer!

Young cries furiously.

Kim almost says "Send me the bill" but decides against it, if she keeps quiet he'll get even more furious.

[Young] ****, I suggest you get out here, so I can finish the job we started when we raided your village.

Young sneers.

Kim frowns her first thought is how did he know that, then she gasps when she realizes what it really means. She pulls out her katana and advances to Young.

[Kim] You were trying to get me?

[Young] Course. Not as if there were anything else in that little **** hole of yours.

Young says with a wicked grin, as he draws out his sword, and moves to an at ready position.

Kim glares at the other Immortal as she moves to fighting position.

[Kim] You're a pig, maybe in your next life you'll really be one.

[Young] Don't you know, girlie? Immortals don't get reincarnated. We're all just ****ed.

Young laughs, not taking his eyes from the ****.

[Kim] I hope there's some sort of hell for Immortals then, that's where you'll be in less than an hour.

Kim tells Young threateningly still glaring at him.

[Young] Na. You're all mine. Andy and I were gonna share 'ya, but what with the Highlander taking his head, I get you all to myself.

Young grins evilly.

Kim grins evilly back at him.

[Kim] You should have caught me there when you had the chance, I wouldn't have the chance to do this...

Kim says as she attacks Young moving as fast as she can.

Young grins side stepping and raising his sword. He had been expecting an attack like this. It was why he had been goading her on.

[Young] Do what?

Young asks.

[Young] I don't see you doing ****.

[Kim] Oh really?

Kim grins nodding at his arm.

[Kim] What's that? Ketchup?

[Young] You're seeing things, little ****.

Young laughs and attacks.

Kim blocks him, their weapons meeting for the first time, then she quickly moves aside giving him another small cut, before she pauses to look at him.

[Kim] Really? Check for yourself.

Young says nothing, just presses forward with the advantage he has as a large strong man compared to a smaller much weaker female.

Kim knows her only chance against a stronger adversary is to manage to be faster than him, so she keeps moving, she knows he'll eventually tire being a lot heavier than her.

Young carefully watches as she moves, then darts his sword at her, with a speed unexpected due to the size and weight of his sword. He aims not for where the **** was, but for where she is going to be. Young grins his sword bites deeply into the ****'s arm.

Kim grits her teeth when Young's sword makes a deep wound in her free arm, thanks to her harsh training she manages not to make a sound. She moves away a little and stops to glare at him.

[Kim] Is that the best you can do?

Kim asks him mockingly.

[Young] Nope. I'm just getting started.

Young laughs and moves in for engagement.

Kim moves back trying to avoid confrontation for as long as she can, she needs the time to heal.

[Kim] Nah, that's the best you can do.

Kim says shaking her head.

[Young] Not.

Young says in a kind of sing-a-song voice, as he darts forward again, scoring a light cut across her chest.

[Young] Why don't you just be a good girl, and submit to me?

Young asks.

[Young] I'll make it painless for you later.

[Kim] Keep dreaming.

Kim shakes her head disbelievingly trying not to look at her arm and give him a hint it was slowly beginning to heal.

[Kim] I'd rather die in pain than submit to you.

[Young] So than die.

Young sneers and swipes at Kim's neck.

Kim blocks him again, and dodges away from him, her arm is definitely improving it's beginning to feel like it would obey her if she tried to move it. She only needs a few more precious seconds to get back to normal and then it will be a different story.

Young laughs aloud, seeing his win in sight as he jumps forward again, and prepares to stab his sword in the direction he thinks the **** is going dodge.

Kim sees her opportunity when Young stretches to the wrong side trying to stab her. She whirls fasts and cuts off his head with a swing of her sword.

[Kim] Ran out of luck, didn't you?

Kim murmurs as she prepares for the Quickening. The Quickening slowly begins, just a light glow coming from the body at first, until it enrages for a while, lightning hitting the ground all around her, and she can't help to scream. The lights go down all around her as the power fails, and she gets in the dark only lightened by the now fading lightning. Kim falls to her knees breathing heavily when they finally stop, she stays there just breathing for a while, then slowly using her sword as cane she manages to stand up and walk slowly back to her car.

[Kim] One down, one to go.

Kim murmurs to herself as she starts the car. Then after taking a look around she drives off.

To be continued

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RETRIBUTION Part 14
« Reply #13 on: November 13, 2011, 09:17:06 pm »
Joe pulls into the parking lot of his bar and gets out. He activates his car's alarm and heads for the door of the bar. Since he didn't see Mike's car in the parking lot he is surprised to find the door of the bar unlocked. He opens the door and steps across the threshold. As his eyes begin to adjust to the dimly lit bar he looks around but doesn't see any signs of anyone.

[Joe] Must be in the stock room.

Joe walks behind the bar and flips a few light switches...turning on the lights under the bar and in front of the small stage then heads for his office.

[Joe] Mike? Did your clunker break down on you again?

Kim looks up to the door of Joe's office, apparently Joe has just come in, she stands up quickly and moves behind the door, waiting for him to get inside the office.

Joe calls down the short hall to the storage room. When he doesn't get an answer he simply shrugs...figuring Mike is out of earshot and walks into his office.

Kim doesn't even dare to breathe as she listens to Joe's slow footsteps walking to the office, she can't believe her job is about to end, he's the last one.

Joe crosses his office and walks behind his desk.

Kim closes the door leaning against it and looks at Joe with a smile.

[Kim] Welcome back, Joe Dawson, so we meet again.

Joe is in the middle of sitting in his chair but he freezes in place at the sound of Kim's voice and he looks up at her...surprised.

[Joe] How did you...

Joe starts to ask but then realizes she must still have Mike's keys from the other night. He sits down and looks up at her curiously.

[Kim] Come in?

Kim finishes for him still smiling.

[Kim] I got a copy of Mike's keys a long time ago.

[Joe] What can I do for you Kim?

Joe asks as he picks up the small stack of mail and opens one of the envelopes.

[Kim] Hmm, that's a tough one.

Kim pretends to think for a moment.

Something in her tone of voice sets off an alarm in Joe's head and he lays the mail down and looks at her.

[Kim] You can die?

Kim says as she lifts Joe's gun she took from the drawer and points it at him.

[Joe] Excuse me?

Joe asks....not sure he heard her right.

[Kim] You're the last one and I intend to finish my job.

[Joe] I thought we had a deal, Kim.

Joe says a bit disappointed in himself for trusting her.

Kim chuckles shaking her head, for someone who had a gun pointed at him, he's taking this pretty well.

[Kim] Come on, Dawson, don't look so shocked, I'm sure you've 'renegotiated' a few deals in your life.

Joe shakes his head.

[Joe] No, Kim. I may have my faults but when I make a promise I keep it. It's one of the reasons my sergeant called me boy scout.

Joe says and leans back in his chair. Since she has his gun there's nothing much he can do about the situation. She was in control.

[Kim] Boy scout?

Kim freezes looking at him in surprise.

[Kim] It was you?

Joe quirks an eyebrow.

[Joe] Was who me?

Joe asks a bit confused.

[Kim] I saw... I saw someone trying to stop the fight when I took Young's head, he called him a boy scout.

Kim explains, without realizing she was giving the secret away in case he didn't know about Immotals, studying Joe Dawson, and wondering if he can be the same man.

[Kim] It was you?

Kim asks again.

[Joe] If it was my unit...then yeah. I guess it was me.

Joe answers although he can't clearly remember since it was so long ago and he had spent the years since Nam trying to forget.

Kim hesitates for a moment wondering if she can believe him or not, until her eyes stop at a photo from Vietnam on the wall of his office.

[Kim] Which one is you on that photo?

Kim asks Dawson, this is the final test, if he points to the wrong guy he's dead.

Joe doesn't have to see the photo to answer her. He simply leans his head back against the back of his chair and looks up at the ceiling.

[Joe] Second row from the bottom....third from the right.

Kim moves a little closer so she can see the photo better. She gasps in shock and looks at Joe again.

[Kim] It was you.

Kim says as she opens the gun and let's the bullets fall to the floor. Then she throws the gun on the couch where she knows he can't easily reach it.

Joe raises his head and looks at Kim questioningly.

[Joe] So....what? Now you're going to kill me with your bare hands?

Joe asks a bit confused.

[Kim] You're the only one who tried to stop the attack so they wouldn't kill everyone, so you're the only one who gets to live.

Kim explains as she slowly walks to the door.

[Kim] We're even, Joe Dawson. Have a good life.

Kim says as a way of goodbye as she walks out the door.

Joe stares after her with his mouth hanging open...but speechless.

Kim slowly crosses the bar as she passes the bar counter she throws her copy of the keys on it, figuring she's not going to need them anymore. Then she moves to the door and opens it, she stays there for a moment just breathing, it seems a burden has been lift from her shoulder, and she feels light like she never felt before. The war was over.

Joe rubs his hand over his face and lets out a sigh. After a few minutes he gets to his feet and walks out of his office. He walks behind the bar, gets a glass from the overhead rack and pours himself a double whiskey. As he downs the booze he sees the set of keys on the bar and picks them up.

Methos looks around when he feels an Immortal buzz. He curses under his breath as he sees Kim walk to her car and wave at him with a smile. He stays there just looking as she drives off wondering if he should follow her or go inside the bar. He fears what he's going to find in there. Then with a sigh he exits his car, locks the door and slowly walks inside expecting to find Joe dead.

Joe empties his glass and sets it on the bar and takes a deep breath....letting it out slowly.

Methos stops in surprise when he sees Joe standing at the bar.

Joe looks up when the door of the bar opens.

[Methos] Joe? You're alive?

[Joe] Any reason why I shouldn't be?

Joe answers coolly He moves to the beer tap and pours Methos a draft.

[Methos] I saw Kim leaving, she looked happy.

Methos shrugs before he sits on a bar stool.

[Methos] I assumed the worst.

Joe sets the glass of beer on the bar in front of Methos and pours a shot of whiskey into his glass.

[Joe] You know what they say about assuming, don't you?

[Methos] Well excuse me for worrying.

Methos grumbles as he grabs the beer glass.

Joe lifts his glass in a toast.

[Joe] To happiness. Everyone should experience it at least once in their life.

[Methos] Yeah, or once every one hundred years or something.

Methos toasts back with a smirk.

Joe clinks the rim of Methos glass with his and downs the whiskey.

THE END

 

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