Tired.

So tired.

The weariness settled into his bones and cramped up his joints, lingering like fog across his mind. It had been a numbing month. The strain manifested its presence on his face and in the stiffness that replaced his customary gracefulness. There could not possibly be any pain � but there still seemed an indefinable ache somewhere so deep inside that he couldn�t even pinpoint the problem.

His dominant hand trembled � the evidence was obvious in the dance of the overhead light along the sword he held outstretched. Even tightening his fingers around the carved handle did not still that telltale bobbling light.

He used to think immortals could not wear down like this, eroded by time and losses and the constant fighting to survive. But that was 360 years ago when he childishly believed that. He was older now --

Today he was tired. Tired and weary and worn.

Duncan caught him in the flare of the camera, illuminating in the snap of the shutter everything that his comrade felt. The dark Highlander merely nodded at the dour look shot his way. Catching Connor unguarded was no small feat. He pocketed the instant camera and knew this was the one single photo out of the entire bunch that he would treasure.

The younger man knew just where it needed to go - in the pages of his phone book beside the bed. [His clansman switched phone numbers frequently to shake the Watchers off his trail.] Every time he picked up the directory to place a call, this photo would catch his eye and he would stop and contemplate it. He would have to keep the negative in a firebox. Constant handling would bend the edges and ruin the picture after a while � he would need to make a copy almost every year.

Duncan needed this picture of Connor Macleod � to remind him that his friend did get weary and needed companionship with someone he trusted to recharge his energy. A kinsman and brother. One to drink with, shoot pool with, to sit quietly beside while reading. Someone to come alongside and just walk with him when the journey was long.

And immortality was a very long journey.

MacNairCDC
10/15/00
Photo taken of Christophe when shooting for Endgame was completed.

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