Highlander: Methos, The Hunter

Six Months three days, five hours, fourteen minutes

After Zero Hour…

In the morning mist single man walked alone with his faithful pet Labrador ever at his side as he walked at a leisurely pace while holding the lead for his beloved pet dog in his left hand while with his right hand he carried his pets favourite tennis ball. Slowly they walked to an open field as the man threw the ball for the dog, who ran off towards the ball barking with pleasure as it retrieved the ball. Suddenly the dog stopped in it's tracks and began barking at the ground, quickly the man ran towards his dog and patted the dog on it's head as he spoke.

"What is it girl? What've you found?"

Slowly he bent down and brushed away at the fallen leaves on the ground to reveal a wooden doorway hidden from sight, slowly he pealed back the door and looked inside as shock gripped him by what lay behind the door as a raspy voice came from with in a dark damp hole in the ground.

"Why is it always a man with dog?"

"What?"

"Forget it… Close the door please, your breaking my focus"

Deep in the heartland of the United States Joe Dawson sat back in his chair with what had now become a cold cup of coffee, the horrible film lay over the top of the milky drink as his eyes remained closed as dreams flooded his mind completely oblivious to the hustle of the watchers around him as a hand shock his left arm slowly.

"Joe… Joe… Dawson wake up!"

Quickly his eyes opened as his vision returned to normal for a man of his age as he stretched his arms and looked up at the person before him and smiled softly.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Nice to see you too, a situation has arisen that needs your attention… now"

Slowly he reached out and retrieved the file placed on his chest, as he opened the file his eyes opened wide at the images placed in front of him.

"Holy hell, is this real"

"Very… Duncan Macleod is on his way back to England as we speak"

Quickly he slipped out of the chair and walked into the centre of the room as the watcher followed him slowly his companion and old friend began to work a computer nearby as Joe gathered everyone around him.

"Arthur put the image on the plasma please"

"Of course" He replied.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, We've got him…"

Shock and awe came from the room as a rapturous applause irrupted as Joe held up his hands while an image appeared on the plasma screen behind him, barely unrecognisable threw the mattered hair and long overgrown beard as medical personnel examined the person on screen, a slight glimpse of the man once known by all of them as the applause continued while Joe began too speak.

"Alright, alright… listen up… we all know what happened in the past and what he had become, perhaps he found some way to get past the darkness. From the report I just got Duncan Macleod is on his way to England… Just in case we're wrong. Arthur find Jenna she should know about this, she was last spotted in Arizona, Phoenix I think"

"Of course, right away"

"And Arthur, just find her nothing else… I know your reputation with women"

A smile barely broke under the moustache of the cool and calm exterior of the mysterious suited man as he turned and left the large old library that had become the main research station of watchers in the northern hemisphere.