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Vanquishing	By : pittwitch Category: G through L > Highlander Views: 2225 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Nice try, boys," Mikayla commented snidely as she reentered Joe's Bar to retrieve her attache.”
She ran her fingers down Methos' arm, closing her fist around his drink, stealing it and downing the contents of the glass in one go.
"I asked you to stay here," she shot an accusatory glare at both, now extremely uneasy, men.
"You really have nothing to fear from me," she added softly, a sad, haunted look on her face. "Joe? Another round, please?" The slight tremble in her hand did not go unnoticed, neither did the heavy bronze cuff around her wrist.
The intricate knot work etched into the cuff caught Duncan's eye. Duncan turned, leaning close to her to examine her face where the wound had been. His fingers itched to touch her skin; to feel for himself.
"I imagine you both have some questions," Mikayla stated softly for only the two men on either side of her to hear.
"Some." Methos snorted derisively.
"Some place quieter?" she offered, eyes on MacLeod, hand on Methos' thigh. "With less ears?"She smiled at the Highlander, sadness glimmering in her green eyes.

"We would be stupid to go anywhere with you after what we saw."" Methos
whispered in her ear, circling her waist with one arm to pull her closer to him,
trying to prevent her from re-drawing that now known to be lethal blade."
Mikayla laughed, sliding her hand down his leg to rest in the crook of his thigh, just next to the bulge in his jeans.
“I'm not interested in the heads your shoulders, boys."
She sniggered while watching MacLeod's face.

"After all, two virile men should be a match for a little book-worm professor." Mikayla joked, but she slipped her hand off Methos' thigh to slide her lethal blade from her waistband. Discretely, she spun it around on her palm, to hold it by its gleaming blade, offering the hilt to MacLeod. "But just so you"ll feel safer," she added with a knowing grin.
Duncan leaned closer to her, hiding the athelme from view with his body, sliding it under his light cotton
sweater.

"Was that really a demon? He whispered into her ear, leaning so close
that his breath prickled the hairs on the back of her neck.

"Yes," she answered solemnly, "When have you ever seen a vanquish quite like that?"

"Never," he answered truthfully.

"Where to, Miss?" Methos asked, quite curious about the woman; curious enough to brave whatever danger she brought with her."

"My place, I should think,"" she said as she snuggled a little deeper into Methos' embrace. "I would be stupid to go somewhere alone with two men now wouldn't I?”
"You"d be safe with them, Mikayla," Joe chuckled as he refilled
their drinks. "The boy scout there will not let that one besmirch your honor." He
nodded towards Methos.

Methos chuckled at the barkeep"s assignation, the vibration low in his chest, tickling against Mikaylals side."

"Boy scout, eh?" Mikayla cocked her head to peer more curiously at the handsome dark-haired man now scowling at Joe. "If you are the boy scout, what does that make you?" She leaned back to look at the man behind her." "I know you are not the devil-incarnate after all.""

Methos smirked down at her, a mischievous twinkle lighting his piercing eyes, commenting slyly, "Perhaps I"m merely an incubus."

Mikayla threw her head back against his shoulder, laughing heartily. "Best looking one I've ever seen."

MacLeod sputtered, choking slightly on his drink.
Mikayla softly ran her fingers up his arm to remove her attache
"Allez!” She smiled with a playful quirk of her eyebrows at the boy scout struggling to catch his breath.
He stood up, holding his hand out gallantly, "Allow me?"" He offered to carry her
bag."

"What a good scout you are." Mikayla joked coyly, eyeing the well-built man
from top to bottom as she handed over her surprisingly heavy bag.The three made their way from the noisy bar, Mikayla"s smaller form between the two men."

Out on the sidewalk, she looped her arms through theirs, guiding them towards the relative safety of her own apartment. They walked in strained silence the few blocks to the building, then up the stairs into a large, but rather impersonal apartment. As she
turned to lock the door, she held her hand out for her bag.

"I"ll take that."

Duncan handed it over graciously.

She waved her hand around the living area, a nice dark brown leather couch welcoming them.

"Make yourselves comfortable."

She walked slowly over to a desk facing out a window where she lay her attache on top of the gleaming wood before turning towards her stereo. Pulling a few CD"s from their protective covers, she stacked them into the cassette, then turned the music on low; the bass throbbing just a little as John Lee Hooker began to wail.

"Drinks?" She asked hospitably. "Or hungry?"

"Both." Methos answered while Duncan perused her book shelves."

Mikayla motioned towards the kitchen with a nod of her head." "Can you
help me out?""

"Gladly," he murmured softly following her in the door."

Once out of earshot, Mikayla spun to face him, demanding "Just what do you know
about incubi and succubae?"

Methos was a bit taken aback." "Until tonight, I thought they were entirely fictional.""

"Not entirely." Mikayla sniped as she rummaged in the cooler for some fruits, and a nice block of cheese. She then tossed a bread knife to her companion, who caught it by the
handle with ease.
"Over there." She pointed to the loaf of bread. Dropping a large platter down on the counter, Sshe added the fruit and cheese.
"Andras was using a succubus to torment your boy scout friend. She spoke very low, shoulder touching Methos.

"What?" He snapped in complete surprise.

"Even I have to admit it was a rather ingenious and complicated scenario for a demon. Andras was really after your head.

"Again, what?" Methos was rapidly becoming quite agitated.

"Long story short:he was going to drive MacLeod mad, have him take your head, thinking of course that you would not defend yourself, then he was going to take MacLeod's head."

"Just beautiful."Methos groaned.

"Well, it didn"t work." Mikayla sighed in exasperation. "But the succubus doesn"t know Andras is no more." She'll be back tonight when he falls asleep."

"Again, beautiful. Mikayla furrowed her brows deeply. She had expected a bit more cooperation from the Viejo. "I"ll take her when she shows up.""

"So all Mac has to do is fall asleep?"" Methos tried to clarify.

"Well, yes. But, I"m a little keyed up. Think you two can help me with that before he
falls asleep, and, I have to face off with a succubus?" She grinned at the Viejo with great promise in her eyes.

"I"m sure we can think of something."" He purred, bending down to
nuzzle her ear this time.

"Imaginations are a wonderful thing." She turned into him to claim his lips, pulling his head down, and raking her short, neatly kept nails down the back of his neck.
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