As the invasion of Helen's native city of Athens ensued, it just so happened that Methos was there, at the right place at the right time.
Methos was a part of the Spartan army that invaded the city, easily defeating it.
When he first entered the city with the army and passed by the temple where Helen had been hiding with one of the priests and her adoptive sister Kryse, he did not sense her preimmortal essence. This was highly unusually, because Methos had always had a very high degree of sensitivity for such things, the only time in fact, when he seemed oblivious to a preimmortal was when he was in the heat of battle.
When he finally did sense it, when upon passing by the temple. It was very faint, quite unlike the Quickening of a full-fledged immortal, but it was just annoying enough that he could not ignore it.
He cautiously approached the temple, not wanting to draw attention to himself, when the sensation changed, dramatically, it was no longer like gentle rain to his immortal senses, it was now like a thunder storm, and could not be ignored. This immortal had died his first death.
His next suprise came upon entering the temple, and seeing a site that even Methos, a former member of the Four Horseman, found pitiful. A dark hair woman sprawled out along the marble floor of the temple next to a younger ashen blonde, and an old man, obviously one of the temple priests, lay across the room, dead.
Methos gently lifted the dark-haired woman of off the marble floor. She was immortal and would slowly awaken to the realization of that fact.
When Helen of Athens woke from the sleep which was death she was frightened, and disoriented, as was to be expected. It was Methos who ended up being there to answer all of her questions.
He became the woman's teacher. He taught her to survive in a world where all the rules had suddenly changed. Then they fell in love, and he made the decision to entrust her to the care of his friend Darius, precisely because he loved her so much.
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