A bit of J/M conversation *WIP*
“But you do it anyway.”
“There are times when someone has to, no matter how they feel, no matter how many hearts they might break. But what does that make me? I’m a killer, and I’m good at it; sometimes I look at myself and see a monster and I wonder what other people see. What do you see when you look at me, Methos? What do you think?”
“I see the same person I always have. You’re human, not a monster; ruthless compared to some people maybe, but still human. And as for what I think... How can a person who has killed thousands for pleasure criticise someone who kills out of duty? I am not in a position to pass judgement on you.”
“That’s different.”
“Why? Why is it different? Because it was millennia ago? I’m still the same person, Jack, I’m still the man who was Death on a horse. And while I like to think I’ve mellowed over the years, I’m still just as capable of violence and dealing out death as I was then. At the end of the day, all immortals like me are killers; we fight to survive, every single one of us, even when we’d prefer to live in peace. Plus you can’t forget that there is always the possibility that your closest friend might turn into your worst enemy; just ask Ianto about Dark Quickenings sometime.”
“I couldn’t live like that.”
“You get used to it; and if you don’t, you die.”
“That seems inhuman.”
“So we’ve turned the circle.”
“What?”
“You felt inhuman; I remind you that you aren’t, tell you about myself and then you realise that it’s me who is inhuman instead. Simple.”
“But you aren’t inhuman.”
“Exactly. So endeth the lesson.” Jack gaped at Methos for a second; mentally reviewing the conversation in his head in an effort to get it to make sense while Methos watched him, a smile slowly creeping over his face. Jack met the smile wryly.
“You know, I don’t think I’m ever going to understand you...” Methos’s smile widened and became a grin.
“But?” He asked. Jack leaned forward to steal a quick kiss before replying
“I’ll sure have fun trying. Maybe I just need the practice.”
“Maybe. I’ll have to make sure you get plenty of opportunity. Now shut up and come here.”