Cassandra paced the lower floor of the house, checking each door and window. She glanced into the den and noticed Methos was apparently sleeping. With a shake of her head, she proceeded quietly upstairs and listened at each of the doors before heading back downstairs, satisfied that all was quiet for now.
Methos grinned to himself as he listened to Cassandra pace around the house. He wondered when she was going to remember that he couldn’t and wouldn’t sleep when there was a possibility of the people he cared for being in danger. As he lay there, his mind went over all the possible ways in which the current problem could be solved. H laughed softly to himself when he came to the conclusion that no matter what he could think of, Buffy would have something more dramatically loud and painful in mind. “She does have a few more years of experience with this sort of thing…” he muttered to himself before deciding to give up on the pretense of sleep. “I might as well join Cass on her wanderings.” Methos rose from the cot and silently walked out of the den and came up behind Cassandra. “Everything going okay?” he asked, and then took a quick step back as she spun around, startled, and pressed a dagger to his throat.
“Do NOT do that!” Cassandra quietly exclaimed. She pulled the dagger away and then shoved him against the wall behind him.
Methos started to laugh quietly, his shoulders shaking as he struggled to hold in his mirth. “If you could only see the look on your face…” he started to say but was cut off.
“When will you grow up and take things seriously? There are people out there trying to kill your family and you are acting like it’s a big joke!” Cassandra hissed furiously.
Methos put his hands up in an attempt to placate her. “I do take this seriously. I just couldn’t resist the opportunity to try and get a smile from you.”
Cassandra turned from him abruptly and slammed her dagger back into its sheath at her waist. “Your opportunity to make me smile disappeared when you handed me over to Kronos.” She stalked off towards the front of the house only to be stopped by Methos’ hand on her arm.
“How many times do I have to apologize for that and explain my reasoning’s behind it? I did what I had to do to keep you alive,” Methos hissed. “You know damned well he would have killed you if he even had an inkling that I cared for you!” He abruptly let her go and ran a hand through his hair. “I tried to put things off until I could contact Mother, but I ran out of time!” He turned away from her and stared out the kitchen window as the sun began to rise. “It’s been over 3000 years Cass, can’t you find it your heart to at least try and forgive me?” He sighed softly as she remained silent. “I guess not…” His sentence was abruptly cut off as she spun him around and pushed him against the counter.
“It would help if you had actually come out and apologized to me instead of telling everyone else how sorry you are,” Cassandra said with some heat. “I’ve heard from both Amanda and Mac how sorry you are, but not once have you actually said those words TO ME.”
Methos stood there, pinned against the counter, his mouth falling open in astonishment as he took in the import behind her words and then he hung his head in shame. She was right; he had never actually apologized to her. “I’m sorry Cassie, more than you can possibly imagine or even begin to understand…” He trailed off and lifted his head to stare into her eyes. “If I could have found any other way to keep you alive, I would have taken it.” He raised a shaky hand and gently stroked the hair back from her face. “It almost killed me to have to hand you over to Kronos.” Sliding his hand down her long hair, he slid his other arm around her waist and drew her unresisting body closer to his own and buried his face in her hair. “I am so sorry Cass, so damned sorry…” his voice trailed off as he inhaled her scent.
Cassandra snuggled in closer to him and whispered in his ear, “That wasn’t so hard now was it?” When Methos raised his head and looked at her she smiled gently. “And by the way, I forgive you.”
“It’s about time the two of you discussed your little problem. I was beginning to wonder if Methos would ever get his head out of his ass long enough to realize that he hadn’t actually said the words to you,” Buffy said from her position by the top of the basement stairs.
Methos and Cassandra jerked apart in startlement as Buffy’s words penetrated their mutual absorption. Sharing a glance with Cassandra, Methos turned to Buffy with a wry grin, “You look much more… relaxed… than you were earlier. I trust Spike helped you work out your… tensions?”
With a wry chuckle, Spike exited the basement and closed the kitchen curtains. “Do you and the little lady want to borrow the basement? You know, to work out some of your own… tensions?” Ignoring the blush on both Methos’ and Cassandra’s face, Spike turned to Buffy and asked, “Anything strike your fancy for brekkie?”
“Why don’t you and Methos discuss a breakfast menu fit for hungry people,” she glanced towards the ceiling, indicating the people upstairs, “and Cassandra and I shall discuss plans for invading the Watcher’s Council building in London.” Buffy chuckled softly. “It will be almost a pleasure to scare the crap out of those stuffy old men.” Taking Cassandra’s arm, Buffy led her from the kitchen, asking Cassandra her opinion on taking the ‘civilians’ with them.
Turning to Methos, Spike raised his left eyebrow and said, “Looks like you and me are on kitchen duty, any suggestions for breakfast?”
“Does Joyce have the makings for a full breakfast? Or are we stuck with overly sugared cereals and toast?” Methos asked with a slight grimace.
“Seein’ as I did the shoppin’ last, I can honestly say we could do a full English breakfast without any problems,” Spike replied as he started the coffee brewing.
“Then lets get started before the smell of the coffee rouses Joyce from her slumbers and she awakens the whole house,” Methos said as he started searching the cupboards for mixing bowls and other cooking paraphernalia.
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