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Word Count: 192
Category: F/M
Rating: Teen
Warnings: Choose Not to Warn
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Highlander
AU: The Witch and Death
Series: Fireside Tales
Characters: Methos, Willow Rosenberg
Relationships: Methos/Willow Rosenberg
She laughs as she spins, head tilted back to let the rain fall on her face. Around her, a storm is raging, lightning and wind, called forth from the body of a fool. Dancing with her and her magic, unbound chaos that sings along her nerves and through her mind. Addictive as the darker magic had been when she was younger, and more destructive, so she cannot indulge it as readily. Save when others think they can get through her to get to Methos, and she likes to make them regret that thought for the brief time they live after she provides the lesson.
"You are a menace," Methos says later, though there's more amusement in his voice than anything else. He will fight his own battles when he must, but he's taught Willow well enough for her to fight the battles that are directed at her as a way to get to him.
Willow grins, and leans into him, relishing his closeness as the Quickening continues to hum under her skin. No matter what the world throws at them over the centuries, this is all worth the trouble it began with.
Word Count: 192
Category: F/M
Rating: Teen
Warnings: Choose Not to Warn
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Highlander
AU: The Witch and Death
Series: Fireside Tales
Characters: Methos, Willow Rosenberg
Relationships: Methos/Willow Rosenberg
She laughs as she spins, head tilted back to let the rain fall on her face. Around her, a storm is raging, lightning and wind, called forth from the body of a fool. Dancing with her and her magic, unbound chaos that sings along her nerves and through her mind. Addictive as the darker magic had been when she was younger, and more destructive, so she cannot indulge it as readily. Save when others think they can get through her to get to Methos, and she likes to make them regret that thought for the brief time they live after she provides the lesson.
"You are a menace," Methos says later, though there's more amusement in his voice than anything else. He will fight his own battles when he must, but he's taught Willow well enough for her to fight the battles that are directed at her as a way to get to him.
Willow grins, and leans into him, relishing his closeness as the Quickening continues to hum under her skin. No matter what the world throws at them over the centuries, this is all worth the trouble it began with.