Date: Sun, 19 Feb 1995 16:10:56 -0600 Reply-To: Z_DENTONAM@TITAN.SFASU.EDU Sender: Highlander TV show stories From: Amy Denton Subject: Revelations Part 2 of ? Okay folks!! Here we go again. I'm once again foraying (is that word?) into the world of HL fic. To all the kind people who wrote and told me how much they liked the first part, thanks! You are why I write. (Victor Ortega, e-mail me with your address. I lost it, somehow) ******************************************************************************* Revelations Part 2 of ? By Amy M. Denton Anne turned away from the elevator and looked at Duncan. "Everything?" she said. Duncan sighed but said "Yes, everything." Anne stood there, at the elevator for a long moment. When she didn't move, he said "Please, have a seat." She took the armchair that was in front of the kitchen. After placing her stuff on the floor next to the chair, she looked at him. Silence fell on the room. From downstairs they could hear Richie moving about, from outside the sounds of traffic filitered through a paritally open window in the loft. Duncan sat on the couch across from Anne, then stood up and walked over to the window and looked out, then he walked into the kitchen and then out of the kitchen. He walked back over to the couch but didn't sit. He started to pace. <> he thought. <>. He sat down on the couch again and looked at Anne. She looked just the same as she had 10 minutes ago. <> he thought. Now, however, a look of wariness mixed with maybe a little suspiscion had crept across her face. <> He stood up again and started to pace. Anne had almost sighed with relief when Duncan said he would tell her but since then he had done nothing but pace. It was driving her crazy. <> she thought. Her mind had started cycling through all the things she though he might say. Terminal disease, wanted by the police, wanted by the mob, wanted by the police and the mob. When he hadn't died in the alley after being shot, she was, to put it mildly, amazed but now she was starting to get frightened. <> She cleared her throat. "Umm." He stopped pacing and looked at her. "It's been my experience that it's just easier to spit out whatever it is you want to say rather than agonize over how to say it." She flashed a hopeful smile at him. He nodded his head turned and knelt in front of her. He took her hands in his and looked her straight in the eye. "Okay." he said. "I'm immortal." He released her hands, stood up and waited for the reaction. What happened next was not at all what he expected. She laughed. Anne sat there in the chair and laughed untill she realized Duncan wasn't laughing with her, wasn't smiling. He was just staring at her. She stopped. Every trace of meriment gone from her face. "Oh, my God, you're serious aren't you?" she said in almost a whisper. "Pretty much." He sat back down on the couch and watched her as the reality of what he said sank in. She looked at him with something close to alarm on her face. "You can't be serious." He sighed and put his chin in his right hand. "I am." "That's immpossible. You can't be immortal. People aren't immortal. They grow old and die. It's a part of life." "Not for me." Silence descended on the room again. This time it was Anne to got from her seat and started to walk around the loft. Duncan could see her struggling with what he said. He could tell she was arguing with herself, with all of her medical training. She stopped in front of him and asked. "How?" "I have no idea. I wish I did." "When?" "About 350 years ago" (Author's note: I guessed on this. I have *no* idea when this actually happened. I don't remember. Anyone who does feel free to tell me, I would appreciate knowing) "Where?" "Do you want to hear the whole story?" She nodded. He guestured toward the chair she had been sitting in. She sat. He took a deep breath, stood up and started talking. "I am Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was born 400 and 3 years ago in the Highlands of Scotland. I can not die. The reason I have no scars or vaccinenation marks or anything else is because of what I am." He paused for a moment, what to say next. He hadn't told Tessa everything about the Game untill she had met Connor. He didn't want to repeat that scene with Anne. On the other hand, he didn't want to tell her every last detail. He thought for a moment. <> "The reason I hace that sword you've seen is that's how I protect myself. The only way one Immortal can kill another is by cutting off the other Immortals head." Anne made a face "But..."she started. "I know I said I couldn't die and I can't. Beheading is the only way I can." He stopped talking. He didn't want to tell her everything all at once. He might really chase her away for good. "Oh," he added as an afterthought. "I don't age either. This is the way I've looked for almost 350 years." He went over and squatted in front of Anne's chair. "I told you this because I love you and I don't want to scare you away. Now, if you want to leave, there's nothing I can do to stop you but please don't. You're the first good thing I had in awhile." It almost killed him to say it but it was true. After meeting Anne, for the first time since Tessa's death life had seem worth living. Anne looked at Duncan, looked at the pleading, searching look on his face and didn't know what to think. She wanted to be alone, she knew *that* at least. She wanted to be alone and think. She *had* to be alone to think. She stood up and gathered her things. Duncan looked crushed. "I ne...need some time to think." she found her voice. She walked quickly to the elevator, not looking at Duncan. "I'll come back when I'm done." She stepped into the elevator, pulled the door down and left. She never looked at Duncan the entire time. As the elevator creaked and groaned out of sight, Duncan felt more alone than he had in a very long time. ******************************************************************************* There we are folks! Enjoy! I hope I've lived up to expectations. Sorry, no love scene. I don't feel that "I'm immortal." is a pick-up line. Questions, comments and complaints to the same address as before. Thanks for reading. Amy z_dentonam@titan.sfasu.edu =========================================================================