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(Fade in)

Lahoffy stomped out of the CDC house grumbling to herself and headed for the hills, hoping a nice long tramp would help those pesky homicidal thoughts go away.

She marched into the field behind the compound, glaring so ferociously that the long grass seemed to part before her in fright.

"Grrrrr. Lunkheaded, aggravating, stupid bloody men... oooh, MY!"

She stopped dead in her tracks, stunned into immobility. And incoherence.

"Whaaa? uh..."

Lounging in the long grass was Methos, as relaxed and elegant as a prince sprawled on a particularly comfortable throne. Though it would have to be a very informal court, Lahoffy mused with the small part of her brain that was still functioning, considering the way his shirt was open and sliding off his shoulders and...

Oooh, God, bare feet! With a mental whimper, she dragged her eyes up the long denim covered legs, her troubles completely forgotten. By the time her gaze reached his lean, smoothly muscled chest, she was feeling quite lightheaded, having neglected to breathe after she'd got to his thighs...

Frantically sucking in some oxygen, Lahoffy finally managed to look higher than Methos' neck. And was promptly so distracted by the mischievous smile and wicked eyes that her knees turned to jelly and she sank to the ground in front of him.

"Darling, Lahoffy" he purred. "I've been waiting all morning for you."

Oh. Mmm. That *voice*! Lahoffy swallowed hard and forced her scrambled brain to remember how to talk. In words of one syllable...

"Uh. Why?"

"To give you your anniversary present of course."

"Anniversary?" squeaked Lahoffy. Wow, five syllables. Maybe if she didn't look below his eyes, she'd be able to keep her mind from doing a complete meltdown... "But it isn't!"

"Oh, it's bound to be an anniversary of something. Or, didn't you want your gift?"

Though obviously not if he kept talking. And his eyes weren't really helping either, not when they were all bright and melty like that...

"G-gift?"

"Mmmmm. Me," he breathed. "Want to start unwrapping?"

And Methos smiled like an angel who hadn't fallen so much as jumped (and loved every minute of his descent) and pulled Lahoffy down into the grass beside him...

Meltdown.

(Fade out)

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by JanneCDC

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