The next day, Methos was in Dawson's office showing him Kiar's blade. Dawson looked at the blade of the ancient sword and let out a low sigh of closure. Then he looked up at Methos as Methos rewrapped Kiar's sword in the silk cloth he had purchased for it. "She's really gone?" Dawson asked.
"She is," replied Methos plainly, trying in vain to hide any hint of emotion. "You can close her file and give credit to Methos for taking her head."
"You realize this makes you the most powerful Immortal in the Game now, don't you?" asked Dawson.
"Yup," said Methos. "That's why I'm going to take some time off for a while."
"And do what?" asked Dawson.
"I figure I best get this back to Hokkaido," Methos said indicating Kiar's sword. "It's only right to tell the monks Kiar was living with that she's gone."
"If I had any words of comfort I would give them," said Dawson. He stood slowly and held out his hand. "See you when you get back."
Methos shook Dawson's hand and then picked up the silk-wrapped blade of Kiar. "I don't know how long I'll be, but I will be back," he said as he looked at Dawson. Then he turned and headed out of Dawson's office. Going to his car, he opened the trunk and unzipped his suitcase. Carefully, he laid the sword inside the suitcase then zipped it up again. Then he got in his car and drove to the airport.
The wait to check his luggage, get through security, and board the plane was blissfully brief and Methos was in his first-class seat before he knew it. He closed his eyes, reclined his seat, and waited for take-off. A few minutes later, he felt someone else sit down in the seat next to him. Slowly, he opened his eyes and was rewarded with the sight of a beautiful blonde woman looking right at him. "You were supposed to meet me at the gate," she said as she put her hand on his cheek before kissing him on the lips.
"The Watchers might have been watching," Methos said as he pulled Kiar into his lap to give her another kiss. "I didn't want to risk them seeing us."
Kiar smiled and kissed him some more. "You left your sword with me," she said. "And took mine. You better not have damaged it."
"Handled with kid gloves, love," he said before giving her another kiss. "Do you still have mine?"
"Close to my heart," she replied. "Very close to my heart. We can trade back once we get to Hokkaido."
"Sounds good to me," said Methos. Kiar sat up and got back into her seat after kissing Methos again.
"Can there be Two?" she asked.
"In this case, yes," said Methos. "There can be Two."