Date: Sat, 21 Oct 1995 17:16:02 -0500 Reply-To: Samantha Anne Copeland Sender: Highlander TV show stories From: Samantha Anne Copeland Subject: Daddy's Little Girl part 06 After the pain and anguish of my EE and CS tests, I now bring you part 6. Daddy's Little Girl Samantha Copeland copelasa@vuse.vanderbilt.edu ******Part 6****** The elevator stopped and a young man with dark blonde hair got out. "Hey Mac! Boy, something smells good!" He saw Chris seated on the couch. "Gee, sorry. I didn't know you had company. I'll be going now." He returned to the elevator but just as he was about to reach for the door pull, MacLeod spoke. "You don't need to leave, Rich. Have you had breakfast yet?" "Not since yesterday. Thanks Mac." "Very funny." Richie went over to the fridge and poured himself a glass of juice and pulled up a chair. As he was hungry, he took several pancakes and covered them with syrup. After a few bites he asked in a hushed voice, "So what's the story Mac?" "Somebody came after her last night. She came to me for help." Richie looked over his shoulder and looked at her for a few moments. Since the two seemed to be doing a guy bonding thing, she was listening to her CD player. He turned back to Mac. "Is she an _old_ friend?" "No. As a matter of fact, I just met her last night." Mac saw that Richie wanted a little more information than that. "Her name is Chris Balfour. She's a student at Seacouver University. Somebody came after her in the middle of the night; she got away, and came here." "Boy, that's a lot for anybody to go through. So what's the plan, Mac?" "I really don't know... Do you suppose you could take her out for a while so I can think?" "Sure, Mac. Who's gonna to mind the dojo?" "Don't you worry about that." He walked over to his desk, picked up his keys, and handed them to Richie. "Take my car." "Cool! But where should I take her?" "Why don't you ask her?" His voice changed to an almost pleading tone, "Just not here." Richie walked over to the couch. Chris saw him coming, so she stopped the CD and took off the headphones. He stopped in front of her. "Hi, I'm Richie Ryan," he held out his hand. "Chris Balfour," she said, taking it. "Mac suggested that we leave and give him some breathing room. So where would you like to go?" "Well, let's see. I need to clean up my apartment pretty soon; it had a real number done on it last night. And oh... before I forget, I need to pick my car up from the shop." "Works for me. Let's pick your car up first." "Sounds like we've got ourselves a plan." "O.K. I'll get my coat from downstairs and then we'll go." Richie took the elevator down to the dojo. MacLeod was beginning to clean up the breakfast mess. Curious as to what their plans were, he inquired, "So, what did the two of you decide to do?" "We're going to pick my car up from the repair shop. Then we're going to go to my apartment and clean it up a bit." "Sounds good. When you go to your apartment, pick up your fencing gear." "O.K. Anything else?" "Yeah. Be careful." A few moments later Richie returned. Chris got up and followed him out the door. Relieved that he could call his home his own again, MacLeod sat down heavily in his chair and thought about what he was going to do this situation. He thought the best way might be to call Dawson later on and see what he had found. _____________________________________________ Well after all my tests I did manage to get this one out. Start looking for part 7 soon. If you are missing a part, go to my web page. I really enjoy reading the "fan mail" that I have been getting, but I just don't have the time to fill all the requests for past installments. If you don't have web access, write me, otherwise, please go to the web site. I still like hearing from you folks, I just can't keep sending out 5 copies of this and 3 copies of that everyday. Samantha copelasa@vuse.vanderblit.edu http://www.vuse.vanderbilt.edu/~copelasa/girl.htm =========================================================================