Disclaimer: Guys, this is the last chapter in the ninth story in this series. If you don't know I don't own anything but Sekhmet and Aurore, you haven't been paying attention at all.
Sekhmet stopped struggling as Juliet came back in.
"So, what is it about you that made dear Adam change his mind about one of his most closely held belief." The Italian asked, walking around Sekhmet.
"And what belief would that be?" she demanded.
"That Immortals should never marry one another." Juliet said.
Sekhmet heard the scrape of steel and she felt Juliet lay her dagger against her throat.
"What makes you so damn special?" she hissed. "No one leaves me. No one."
"You are one psycho bitch, you know that?" Sekhmet shot back.
She hissed as Juliet cut her neck shallowly.
"Okay." Sekhmet said. "You wanna know why Adam chose to marry me. Because I love him. I always have. And he loves me. Even when he was with you, he loved me."
"Liar." Juliet hissed. "He didn't even know you then. I was his world, there was nothing more important than me."
"Then why is he marrying me, not you?" Sekhemt asked. "He needs someone who's just as strong as he is, and you couldn't even take me in a fight. You had to take the coward's way and drug me. Oh, and news flash: he knew, and loved, me long before he ever met you. He loved me when he was still mortal. He loved me when you were just an insignificant blip on the screen. And when you wonder how much you meant to him, keep this in mind: until you showed up at my wedding, the biggest fuss he made about you was to say that you were some girl he slept with during the Renaissance. A way to pass the time. "
Juliet let out a scream of rage and plunged her dagger into Sekhmet's heart, and left it there as Sekhmet slumped over in the chair.
Duncan and the others struggled to keep up as Methos wound his way down streets and alleys, following the lioness.
"Are we really following a 5,000 year old Immortal, who's following a lioness I might add, down dark alleys, searching for a 5,000 year old Immortal Egyptian goddess?" Amanda asked.
"Our lives are surreal." Aurore agreed.
"Will you guys shut up?" Methos called, rounding another corner.
The others sighed, but kept following him.
Juliet sat in the warehouse, studying her nails with Sekhmet's body not far from her.
She looked up at Erik and shrugged.
"She was annoying me." She replied. "What do you care? Take the knife out and she'll be fine. And you can whisk her off and I'll comfort Adam, make him forget all about her. We both get what we want."
Erik nodded and moved to touch Sekhmet's face gently.
"Does she remember who took her?" he asked.
"No." Juliet replied. "She thinks I drugged her."
Erik turned back, surprising Juliet with his sword against her neck.
"I'm afraid the terms of our agreement have changed." He told her.
Juliet glared at him.
"You bastard." She hissed. "You couldn't have done anything without me."
"And I told you not to harm her." He replied. "Goodbye, Juliet."
He swung his sword and cut her head off in one swift movement. He put his sword away as the quickening began and smiled.
Sekhmet came back with a gasp, looking around wildly. In the haze of her post-resurrection insanity, she noted the female body without a head near her and the man kneeling in front of her.
"Amelia." The man with the Australian accent called, trying to still her. "It's me, Erik."
Sekhmet just pulled at her bonds harder.
"Amelia, you need to calm down." He told her. "Look, I killed Juliet. Everyone's been looking for you, so I need to get you out of here."
"Where is he?" Sekhmet managed to get out. "Where's Me-Adam?"
Erik sat back on his heels.
"I'm so sorry, Amelia." He told her, taking her hand. "Juliet took his head. He's dead, Amelia."
He sighed and went back to working on the knots.
"Come on." He said, not paying attention to Sekhmet. "I have a plane waiting. I'll get you out of here, somewhere where you can grieve in peace."
Suddenly he was thrown back as Sekhmet kicked him away from her. She struggled and fought the ropes still holding her, her eyes wild.
Erik stared at her as she screamed in Ancient Egyptian.
"What the-?" He murmured.
"Apparently you've never seen her bloodlust."
Erik turned to find Methos standing behind him. Duncan, Amanda, Aurore, and Richie stood behind him, and the lioness was walking around the edge of the room.
"But why would you've?" the older Immortal continued. "She takes great pains to hide it, and it only comes out when someone she can't live without is harmed. Like me."
Erik scoffed as he stood up and Methos drew his sword.
"Sekhmet!" he called in Egyptian as the Aussie drew his own sword. "It's Methos! I'm okay, but you need to calm down."
"Methos?" she called back.
"It's me." He replied. "Are you alright?"
"He told me Juliet had taken your head." She said, beginning to sound pissed off.
"He lied." Methos replied, smirking. "Like I would let anyone interfere with your wedding like that."
"Methos?" Erik repeated, pulling the name from their conversation. "You can't be."
He looked between them before squaring his shoulders and moving between Sekhmet and Methos.
"It doesn't matter." He said. "You will fight me for her. And when I take your head, she'll realize I was who I she always should have been with. That she never should've left me."
"See, that's why she's with me, and not you." Methos said conversationally. "I know she doesn't need anyone to fight for her. She perfectly capable of fighting for herself."
He looked over Erik's shoulder and smirked.
"I also know how to tie her up properly." He told the other man.
He threw his sword through the air and Erik turned to see Sekhmet, free of the chair that was now in pieces, catch it.
"You never should've told me he was dead." She told the Australian simply before attacking.
Erik barely had time to block her first swing as Sekhmet spun to cut his leg. He staggered and she spun again to slice into his arm. Blow after blow landed as she brutally attack, but she never went for the kill, cutting him again and again until finally he fell to his knees. Finally, she stopped her attack, kicking his sword away and kneeling in front of him.
"Wanna know why?" she asked softly.
She leaned forward to whisper in his ear.
"Because he's the only one I won't kill and keeps me from killing the rest of you pathetic beings." She told him.
She got back to her feet and he stared up at her in horror.
"But I loved you." He pleaded.
"Then you should have known better than to threaten him." She replied, raising her sword and bringing it down in one swing.
The others watched as the quickening came on quickly, knocking Sekhmet to her knees as strikes hit her and the space around her. When it was over and all that was left was the smoke, she sat still, her head bent, the sword still in her hand. They watched as the lioness made her way to Sekhmet's side and butted the Immortal with her head.
Sekhmet's head slowly rose and she lifted a hand to rub the lioness's head gently.
"Thank you for bring him to me." Sekhmet whispered in Egyptian.
The lioness pushed her head into Sekhmet's hand and licked her face before turning and walking away, disappearing through the door.
Finally, Sekhmet looked up at Methos. She dropped the sword and quickly got to her feet, running to him and throwing herself into his arms.
"Shh." Methos soothed her as she shook in his arms. "I'm here. I've got you."
He lifted her into his arms and carried her out. Duncan picked up Methos's sword before he and the others followed the couple out.
Methos set Sekhmet down on the bed and sat down next to her. He gently brushed her hair back and kissed her forehead.
They had sent everyone home with the promise of explaining everything tomorrow, and even Aurore had cleared out for the night, so it was just the ancient Immortals alone in the house.
"I was so scared." Methos whispered, slipping back into their language. "When Amanda told me you had been taken."
"I'm so sorry." She said. "Do you know what happened? All I remember was I was at the bar and then I woke up to that bitch, Juliet, taunting me in the warehouse."
"Erik put cyanide in your drink and then carried you out of the bar." Methos replied. "I guess the plan was to convince you I was dead and then spirit you out of the country, that way I'd think you had just left."
"I would never just leave you." Sekhmet told him. "I would never leave you period."
Methos moved so he was sitting against the headboard and Sekhmet curled into his side.
"I love you." She whispered.
"I love you too." He replied.
They sat in silence for a moment.
"Next wedding, no psycho ex's." Sekhmet told him. "Agreed?"
"Agreed." Methos replied, chuckling. "Go to sleep."
He felt her nod and after a few minutes, her breathing evened out as she fell asleep.
Methos didn't sleep though. He simply held her and kept watch until the light came over the horizon.
"I'm not postponing." Sekhmet said stubbornly.
Methos sighed and the others looked on in amusement.
"A day out of being kidnapped, and you two are right back where you were." Amanda said, smiling. "Sekhmet yelling at Methos on the couch."
The other two Immortals ignored her.
"Sekhmet, be reasonable." Methos pleaded.
"I am." She said, sitting down next to him and taking his hand. "I've waited 5,000 years to be your bride. I'm not going to let a bitch with entitlement issues and an ass who obviously spent too much time under the outback sun make me wait one day more."
Methos looked at her for a moment before nodding.
"Alright." He told her.
Sekhmet hugged him quickly before grabbing Aurore and Amanda and dragging them upstairs.
"Three hundred years." Methos said.
"What?" Joe asked.
"That's how long until she's allowed to have another wedding." He said, getting up and walking out.
"10 says they have another wedding in 100 years." Duncan said.
"20 says 50." Richie replied grinning.
"Dearly beloved." Father Giovanni said to the gathered crowed.
The sun was setting across the Nile, and Sekhmet and Methos stood between Aurore, Amanda, Duncan, and Joe, in front of the gathered group.
"We are gathered here to witness the joining of Eve and Adam." Giovanni continued. "This vow, especially amongst our kind, is not to be entered into lightly, so if anyone here has just reason why these two should not be joined in matrimony, speak now, or forever hold your peace."
Sekhmet took a moment to glare at everyone in the congregation before turning back to Giovanni and smiling.
"Try for less crazy, can you?" Methos muttered in Egyptian to her.
Sekhmet's only reaction was to lightly kick him, making everyone laugh.
"For those of us who have seen so many years, we know that another person to share the centuries with makes them more bearable." Giovanni said. "These vows that these two take today are ones that have been a long time coming, and I know will be honored for much longer. Now, Eve and Adam have opted to write their own vows, so they will now express their commitment to each other in front of all us gathering here."
Sekhmet took Methos' hands.
"When I first met you, you were this scrawny little boy, walking down the banks of this river." She told him. "We grew up and we died, and through it all, I have loved you. We were apart for so long, and when we found each other, you told me it was like the world was new again. And it was. So, my dearest love, I promise to share this new world with you for the rest of my life, if you will share it with me."
Methos smiled and squeezed her hands.
"When I met Shakespeare, I spent a lot of time listening to him ramble on as he wrote, but one of his phrases always makes me think of you: 'Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt my love for you'. In all my long years, I have never loved anyone as much as I love you, and I swear I never will. You are my love, my life. I will never want for anything as long as I have you, my lioness."
Sekhmet smiled and Methos reached up to gently wipe away a tear.
"A ring is a symbol of eternity, which our kind has an unique view of." Giovanni said. "A never ending band, never to be broken. Eve, Adam, do you have the rings?"
Sekhmet and Methos both turned to Amanda and Duncan and took their rings. Methos took Sekhmet's hands first.
"With this ring, I thee wed." he said, slipping the simple platinum band on to her finger.
Sekhmet took Methos hand in turn.
"With this ring, I thee wed." she said, slipping his band on to his finger.
"May you will feel no rain, for each of you will be a shelter to the other." Giovanni said. "May you feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth to the other. May there be no loneliness for you; Though you are two persons, but there is one life before you. May you to your dwelling place to enter into the days of your togetherness. And may your days be good and long together."
Methos and Sekhmet once again joined hands.
"What here has been joined together, let no man put asunder." Giovanni continued. "And as Eve and Adam have consented together in holy matrimony, and have witnessed the same before this company and have pledged their love and loyalty to each other, and have declared the same by the joining and the giving of rings, I now declare you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Methos pulled Sekhmet into his arms and kissed her deeply as the gathered group cheered. Finally Methos pulled away and Sekhmet wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
"I love you." She whispered. "My husband."
"And I love you, my wife." Methos replied.
There was a roar and everyone stopped. Down the bank came a lioness, the one who had led Methos, carrying something in her mouth. Sekhmet pulled away and walked towards the lion, who gently laid the item at her feet. She reached down and picked up, allowing the others to see that it was a cub.
"Thank you." She told the lioness. "I'll protect her for you."
The lioness looked at her for a moment before turning and walking back off down the bank. Sekhmet made her way back to her husband.
"A cub?" he asked. "You're planning on raising a lion cub?"
"She led you to me last night." Sekhmet replied. "One life for another. It's obviously the runt. Without intervention she'd die in the wild. Her mother brought her to me so she could survive."
Methos nodded and reached out to gently stroke the cub's head.
"Alright." He said, recognizing how attach Sekhmet was already to the cub. "We'll have to buy a house in Seacouver."
Sekhmet smiled and kissed his cheek.
"I love you." She told him.
"Yeah, yeah." He agreed, smirking. "Shall we rejoin our guests?"
"We shall." She agreed.
He wrapped his arm around her and led her back inside to the waiting party.
A/N: Wedding is done! What'd you think? Let me know!
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