Through The Ages We Survive
By Nadja Lee 03/03/02
English is not my native language. Please forgive me my mistakes.
Disclaimer: X-men and all the characters here belong to Marvel, 20 Century Fox and I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.
Disclaimer: Highlander and all the characters here belong to Davis/Panzer and I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.
Only the original idea contained within this work is the property of the author. Please do not copy this story to any website or archive without permission of the author.
Timeline: Set long after the X-men movie and long after the Highlander episode Methuselahs Gift.
Universe: Set in the X-men movie universe and Highlander series universe.
Pairing: Methos/Alexa, Logan/Rogue, Methos/Cassandra, light Scott/Ororo,
Summary: Years has passed since Alexa's death and Methos remembers her and thinks of his new life now and wonders....can he start over.....with the woman he once wronged so terriblely; Cassandra?
Archiving: Want, ASK, take, have.
Feedback: Yes, please. My e-mail address is nadjalee@...
Series/sequel: This story is a sequel to Through The Ages We Remember. Part 6 and end in Through The Ages
. series. Earlier parts can be read here: http://www.dreamwater.org/scottsummers/fanfiction/ThroughTheAges.html
Dedicated to: Sorcieré with love.
Thanks to Estelle for the Beta.
Note: This is a crossover between X-men movie universe and the Highlander series universe
Like you hadnt figured that out already *LOL*. You dont need to know anything at all about Highlander to follow this story.
Things in //mmmmmmm// mean flashback.
It is the 100th anniversary of your death. Somehow it seems like the time has passed so quickly yet on the other hand it seems like only yesterday I held you in my arms and told you how much I love you.
I remember you still, your face, your smile, your beauty, your forgiveness and your goodness. As I knew it would the pain faded, the agony slowly died
..but from time to time, when I sit alone I still ache for you. I probably will for some time to come.
Ive kept this journal almost since writing began around 3300 BC and I can sincerely say that writing in it about my love for you and our time together is some of the greatest passages in it. I remember when you wanted to read in my journal
..only to find it was written with old Egyptian signs, in old Greek and Latin. You looked so surprised that I wasnt able to keep from laughing and then you laughed too. They were good times then. No, they were perfect times.
Nothing really changes in the world save the mortals in it. Its the same promises they make and break, its the same fights they die in, its the same injustice and misery. You told me once I was too young to be so cynical. Maybe we all are but Ive seen too much to believe anything will ever really change.
No, I dont want to tell you about all these bad things. I want to give you good news. Let me see
You remember I told about the legendary Immortal couple Gina and Robert who had been married for 300 years? Well, theyve now been married almost 500 years and they still love each other. Pretty impressive, hmm? I cant help but envy them and wish that could have been us.
What else would please you? Oh, yes. The flowers you planted in the garden still grow; I kept the house in Greece to always be near you and looked after them though granted I almost killed them a few times.
The thought of your death still pains me and it also makes me remember Logan. I miss him these days. I miss talking with someone who understands and who knows the truth. Ironical that he would actually be able to be here and talk with me if I hadnt killed him
if he hadnt loved his wife so completely. Ive long forgiven him for making me kill him; I have no right to judge him and I dont. In my dreams however he haunts me and calls me a killer, saying he didnt mean what he said, that he would have liked to live on. When I wake I have to pretend Im 100% sure it is just a dream; that Logan meant what he said for if not
.No, hes at peace now, together with Rogue like he wanted. I hope hes happy and looks in on you from time to time.
The changes in moral, right and wrong, customs, taste and style change so quickly these days that I can hardly keep up. I remember when the Pharaohs ruled the world, when there were no guns, when only birds could fly and the Earth was flat. At first change was slow and keeping up wasnt hard but these days
.things change, therere new inventions several times in just one lifetime. Things I thought would never come to pass have happened. I try to change with the world, try and keep up but I feel like Im swimming against the tide. Ive been so many things in my life, seen so much, done so much
. Im more than 5000 years old. I dont know who I am anymore. Mostly I dont think about it, I just survive, I just am. But other times, as now when I sit alone in the dark and write in my journal I recall earlier times when I did the same in the flicker of candlelight
Not all changes are of the good, Alexa. Far from it. Peoples paranoia, hate and fear can these days have more than hundred times the destructive effect than in my time. Its not the world that needs changing; its the people.
There is one thing I need to ask, I need to say. Many years ago, not long after I had gotten you back from Kronos you made me promise you I wont kill or attack Cassandra unless she attacks me, not that I would anyway, but now I think I know why you wanted my word. You asked her to look after me, didnt you? Over the years Ive accidentally run into her five times and none of the times has she tried to kill me. In fact we have started to talk, explaining
..saying sorry; I seem to say that a lot around her but I also should. There is no excuse for what I did and we both know it. Strange but since Cassandra ran away all those years ago our lives have had some of the same patterns; we were in Greece to study only 20 years apart, we were both in Ireland where we lived in a monastery to try and find peace, we have both enjoyed the hospitality of the American Natives
.it seems that right up until Kronos kidnapped you we have avoided each other by mere years.
The world seems more and more remote, digital, technical and strange to both of us and it heightens our sense of loneliness. Maybe thats what first brought us together and made us sit down and talk that second time we met as we were only civilized the first time we met in respect to your wishes
I need to know now
would it be alright for me to love again? It is strange to ask you this, knowing Ive asked my other wives the same in this very same book but I still need to ask for I loved you so much and a part of me will always love you but
.I need someone, I always do. That is why Ive had almost 70 wives. I know it must seem strange for me to ask this and probably itll never be relevant for how could Cassandra ever trust me much less love me again? But for the sake of my heart
.would it be alright for me to love her? I loved her once, or at least as much as I could. Now, after having heard about her life, seeing the strong woman she has become yet still sensing the insecure and childlike woman beneath the façade
.My heart begins to yearn.
My greatest wish is still to have you back, it probably will be for a very long time but you arent coming back and me being unhappy and mourning you forever wont change that fact or the fact that I love you. Please, try and understand.
Thank you so much, Alexa for understanding. Thank you for forgiving me, for loving me
and for setting me free. I shall always remember and always love you. One day well meet again but till then
.be safe and dream of happy times.
There is someone at the door. Cassandra is here. I have to end this now, beloved. She has become a good confident, a remote friend who understands. Maybe, slowly, in time we can move from there to friends and then
.who knows? But for once we have time
..both of us. Time to heal, time to forgive
and time to love. All in good time.
Farewell, my beloved Alexa. You were one out of a million and you always will be. Remember I once told you that in old times people believed the stars were peoples souls, living forever and always guiding the ones they left behind? I see your star through my bedroom window every night and it shines the brightest, filled with life, love, joy and light
..just like you. Thank you for always being there for me as you promised you would.
Tantum amo rpermaneo sempiterna et meus nam tu nutus versor per aetas [Latin for Only love lasts forever and my love for you shall remain through the ages]
Goodbye, beloved wife of mine. Goodbye. I can never thank you enough for all you gave me.
Goodbye, my love.