It was almost afternoon by the time Methos dragged himself to the hub. Jack had left him at some indecent hour of the morning, but had very wished him a very long and enthusiastic good-bye before he went, leaving Methos in no fit state to go anywhere even if he’d wanted to. He couldn’t help but smile at the memory as he walked through the door to
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Great chapter!
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