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This story is No. 2 in the series "The Chronicles of the Wanderer". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: A rescue goes bad, and the Wanderer needs help of friends, old and new, to recover from it. A bit of backstory on a major Wandererverse character.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Highlander > Non-BtVS/AtS Stories
Television > Fantasy Island
WandererverseFR18211,760172,29925 Feb 0827 Feb 08Yes

chapter 2

Fantasy Island Travel Office
2230 Hours

He finds himself back at the travel agency and enters the office. He looks on the faces of the children that he saved and walks over to the far wall and leans against it. The children watch as the man who rescued them slowly lowers himself to the floor, crying.

Mr. Roarke watches in fascination as the strange man lets out great heaves of sobs. One of the children approaches him and asks. "Mister, my name is Bobby. Did you find my sister, Becky?"

Steve raises his head and quietly, through a tear choked voices replies. "I'm sorry Bobby. Your sister is dead."

"How?" Bobby asks.

"The man at the warehouse turned her into one of those monsters. I had to kill all of them." Steve replies as he sobs.

Bobby just looks at the man in front of him and he angrily shouts out. "Becky can't be dead. You're a hero you should've saved her. Why couldn't you?"

"Because I couldn't."

"You killed her. You killed all of my friends. How could you?" Bobby angrily shouts.

"I didn't want to. Believe me Bobby. Killing your sister and those other kids was the last thing in the world that I wanted to do. But I just didn't know." Steve replies as he stares off into space. < Maybe this thing should be the last thing that I do. > And with that though Steve gets up and leaves the travel office.

Bobby starts to yell. "Go ahead run away. You killed Becky and the police will kill you." His outrage is cut short by Toby and Katy grabbing him and pulling him away.

*****
The three Gods watch as the Warrior sadly walks away from the travel office. Zeus looks at his two sons and asks. "So what's he going to do now?"

"I've seen that look on too many men, not to know father. He's going to kill himself." Ares replies. "What a waste."

"Can I go down and try to reason with him, father?" Hercules asks.

"Only if he tries to kill himself." Zeus replies.

*****
Toby walks up to Mr. Roarke and asks. "Mister, aren't you going to help him?"

Roarke starts and he looks down on the boy and asks. "Do you think I should?"

"Yes Sir. He looks like he could use a friend right now."

"My you are an observant lad." Roarke replies as he reaches for the phone. The phone is picked up at the other end by an old friend of Roarke's, Horace Gordon.

"Gordon, here." Horace replies.

"Horace, this is Roarke. There's a situation in Kansas City, can you send in some of your people to handle it?"

"They're already there. Where are you?"

"The travel office on Market Avenue, between Chambers and Ellison."

"Hold on a second." Horace replies as he contacts the team sent to Kansas City. "Alvarez. What's your location?"

"Market Avenue, heading to the disturbance."

"How far are you from Chambers?"

"About a minute."

"Stop at the travel office there."

"Why?"

"Because I'm telling you to. Any other questions?"

"No Sir!!" Alvarez replies then turns to the driver, George Renault. "George pull over by that travel office."

"You mean the one with the bodies in front of it?"

Eddie Alvarez takes a look out of the front windshield and feels sick to his stomach. "Yeah, that one." He turns to his girl friend Jess and shakes his head as he telepathically tells her. //It's a bad one honey.// Jess nods her head and prepares herself for the horrors that they're about to face.

The RV stops in front of the travel office and the team gets out. As Ed steps off, he sees the sword wound in the child's chest and silently crosses himself. "The bastard responsible for this dies. I don't care if I have to track him to hell. I'll find him and kill him."

Raul leans down and examines the closest child. He quickly examines the body and tells his team mates. "I wouldn't say that Ed. This kid's been dead for at least a day." Then he points to the hole in the head and the symbols next to it. "See this?" Ed nods his head silently. "Its part of a spell that necromancers use to infuse the body of a recently killed child with a demon spirit. The demon takes over the body and slowly consumes the soul. The sword wound is fresh. Who ever sliced up the demon, only put the kid's soul to rest."

"So whoever did the demon in is a good guy?" Ed asks.

"Yeah, that about covers it." Raul replies.

"Okay, I'm calling tech serv and have them clean everything up." Ed replies as he reaches for his communicator. "Central, this is Tunafish. We need a clean up crew at our location. ASAP."

"Tunafish, this is Central. Cleanup crew is on its way. Any activity?"

"No activity, but plenty of witnesses. Will interview as per protocols." Ed replies. Then, followed by Jess and Mindy, he walks into the travel office. Once inside, he sees a group of children huddled together. < Poor kids. They didn't need to see this. > Ed thinks to himself. He immediately heads to the white haired man standing in the center of the room and asks. "What happened here?"

"I came in near the end. You'll have to ask one of the children what happened." Roarke replies as he heads to the door.

"Sir, you can't leave." Ed orders as he pulls out his 44 magnum.

Roarke gives Ed the once over and tells him. "Call your boss and tell him that Roarke is leaving the scene. Ask him what you should do?"

Ed picks up his communicator and ask. "Central this is Tunafish. A man by the name of Roarke wants to leave the scene. Should I stop him?"

The voice of Horace Gordon himself replies. "Alvarez, if you feel like dying then try and stop him. But even I wouldn't try it."

Roarke gives Ed a small grin and then exits out the front door. George looks over to Ed, signaling, 'Should I stop him?'. Ed signals back a clear 'NO!'. Ed then turns to the kids and asks. "Can anyone tell me what happened?"

A small boy walks bravely forward. "My name's Toby Green, sir. Who are you?"

Ed takes out his FBI identification and shows it to Toby. "My name is Ed Alvarez, I'm a special agent with the FBI. Can you tell me what happened?"

Toby nods his head and tells Ed how he met the Jedi Knight.

"This guy's a Jedi Knight?" Ed asks with a grin.

"Yeah, his sword glowed blue and everything." Toby replies and continues the story. He tells them of the rescue of his friends and how the Jedi Knight fought the monsters giving them time to get to the travel office and how he went back out to try to save their friends.

Ed looks to Jess and asks. //Is the kid telling us the truth?//

//He is. This man was brave beyond words.// Jess looks out of the office at the bodies laying there. //Oh Ed, how could someone do this to children?// Jess asks, thinking of the Sorcerer.

//I don't know Jess. Just know that he won't be doing it anymore. Not after we get through with him.// Ed vows, then turns back to Toby. "Toby can you show us where the crazy man held you?"

"Sure." Toby replies as he gets ready to leave. Ed, Jess and Mindy escort him out.

As they get to the door, Fisher asks. "What about the rest of the kids?"

Ed turns around and tells him. "Someone will be by in about five minutes. Please keep an eye on them until then."

Fisher watches the backs of the three FBI Agents and mutters. "Some manners."

*****
Black Sorcerer's Lair
2250 Hours

Ed leads Toby to the RV and he orders the rest of his team to board, leaving the bodies to the tech serv unit already there. He turns to Toby and asks. "Now where were you kept?"

Toby gives them the directions. When they come near the warehouse, Toby points it out. Ed takes Toby aside and tells him. "Stay in the RV. Don't touch anything and we'll be right back." Toby nods his head and the team moves out.

They quickly enter the warehouse and search for any hostiles. After a thorough search, they find themselves in the Sorcerer's throne room. They look at the three children's bodies and shed a tear. Raul looks at the cut up Sorcerer's body and spits on it, while screaming. "Bastard!!"

Ed sadly shakes his head in agreement. He looks over to Jess and asks. "Think our Jedi friend came back to finish up?"

"Yeah. I like his style." George Renault replies. "You recognize him Raul?"

"His name's Jonathon Price. A Black Sorcerer of the First Circle. The Bureau's wanted his head for the last hundred years."

Ed lifts his communicator and reports in. After he finishes the report, Horace Gordon asks. "The man who took down Price, where is he?"

"He left just before we got there. One of the kids railed into him for not being able to save his sister and he left. According to the kids, he was pretty broken up by what happened. That Roarke guy went after him."

"Does Roarke know what happened to the kids?"

"I didn't tell him, Sir."

"All right, I will. Good job Tunafish."

"Thank you Sir. We'll take Toby home now and then port back to Chicago."

*****
Horace Gordon reaches for his phone and dials a phone number. The other end is picked up and Roarke asks. "What can I do for you Horace?"

"Do you know what happened to the children?"

"I heard one of your people explaining it to your man Alvarez. I'm following the man who fought the demons right now."

"Are you going to tell him what happened?"

"Yes." Roarke simply replies. "Anything more?"

"Yeah, I'd like to offer him a job if he wants it. Bureau 13 could use someone like him."

"Thanks, I'll tell him."

*****
Steve walks slowly, deep in thought. < I can't believe that I murdered those kids. > His steps take him to a park where he meets another Immortal. The other Immortal is wary, and draws his sword and calls out. "My name is Peter Kincaid, I don't play the Game."

Steve, still feeling the loss of the children, falls to his knees and asks. "Please kill me. I don't deserve to live."

Kincaid shakes his head as he puts his sword down and tells Steve, "I don't play the Game and I most certainly don't kill defenseless men. Find some other way to commit suicide." Then he starts to walk away.

As he walks away, Steve tells him. "I killed twenty two children tonight. Please, I can't take the guilt any more. Kill me."

"I still won't kill you. I don't take lives without cause." Kincaid replies as he continues to walk away. He suddenly hears the sound of a sword being drawn. He whirls around, drawing his sword and cuts open Steve's stomach. Steve falls to his knees, sword still in hand.

He looks up at Kincaid and pleads, "Please do it. I can't stand the guilt."

Kincaid, finally seeing how much the guilt was hurting him, takes pity and raises his sword for the killing blow.

Just as Kincaid's blade was being raised for the beheading stroke, Roarke comes onto the scene and watches the tableau unfold. Time seems to stop as Kincaid's sword starts to drop.

*****
"Father." Hercules calls out.

"I know. Go to him." Zeus orders and Hercules disappears.

*****
Kincaid swings his sword and suddenly feels his arm lurch. He looks back and sees a large man holding it.

"Don't do it." The large man tells him.

Kincaid kicks out and forces the man to let him go. He immediately thinks. < It's a God damned set up. > Kincaid quickly moves to the attack and raises his sword to strike the large man. But as the sword swings, a lightning bolt suddenly shoots out and the sword is flung away. The large man relaxes and Kincaid watches as an old man approaches out of the shadows. The old man tells Kincaid, "Walk away son, he's my responsibility. He needs help, not death."

Kincaid looks at the old man and then back to the large man and asks. "Who are you two and how did you do that?"

"The name's Merlin. I don't know who the large fellow is. The rest is self explanatory."

Kincaid's eyes bulge out as he asks. "The real Merlin?"

"Yes," Merlin replies then looks at Hercules and asks. "Who are you?"

"My name's Hercules."

"The real Hercules?" Merlin asks as Kincaid stands by with his jaw hanging down.

Hercules gives a small grin. "The one and only." He then turns to Kincaid. "Sorry about manhandling you, but I had no choice."

"No problem." Kincaid replies as he stares at the pair of legends.

Merlin turns to him. "You can leave now."

"Shit, not a problem." Then, Kincaid gets his sword and quickly leaves. < What the hell did this guy do to rate these two legends? >

Merlin watches him leave and then walks over to Steve. He looks down at the man who was his friend and agent, and softly murmurs. "This was a bad one, kid. I'm sorry it happened like it did."

Steve looks up into the face of his mentor and friend. "Please Merlin. I've helped you so much over the last five years and I've never asked for anything before. Please, just take my sword and end the pain. I can't stand it."

Merlin sadly shakes his head and quietly tells Steve. "Steve, son, I can't do that. You're still needed. A lot of things will go wrong if you die tonight and a lot more people will die than should have."

Hercules quietly listens as Roarke walks up. Roarke looks Hercules up and down and quietly asks. "Been a while Hercules. Why are you here?"

"Just trying to make sure a good man doesn't kill himself."

Roarke smiles. "Glad to see that you're still the same, old friend. Now let's see to that young man over there." The pair walk up to Steve and Merlin.

Merlin around and asks. "How long have you been standing there Roarke?"

"Long enough to hear everything. Your friend needs help, and I'm willing to give it to him."

"Why?"

"Because he's a good man who can do great things. But most of all, because I can."

"Good enough for me. What's the plan?"

"He needs someone to talk to. Someone that he trusts completely. Do you know anyone?" Roarke asks.

"His wife Katherine. That's the only person who could get through to him now."

"Can you find her?"

"She's dead, Roarke. She was murdered eight years ago." Merlin replies quietly.

"He didn't?" Hercules asks.

Merlin gives him a baleful glare as he replies. "She was raped and murdered by six men. Steve hunted them down and killed them."

"He didn't let the police handle it?" Roarke asks.

"He did. When the murders came to trial, they managed to bribe their way to a technicality. After they walked, Steve killed them." Merlin replies.

"I knew I liked this guy." Ares replies from behind Hercules.

Merlin scowls at him and Ares holds up his open hands. "Peace old man. I meant no harm." Then Ares snickers. "Like you could do me any harm."

Merlin looks at Ares through slitted eyes and tells him. "What do you want War God?"

"That man called to me and I helped him. I want to make sure that he gets better."

"Since when do you care about mortals?" Hercules asks.

"Few have called my name and fought with such valor, Hercules. I liked it when he called to me and not someone else." Ares replies.

"What are we going to do with him?" Merlin asks as he notices that Steve has gone cationic.

"We'll take him to my Island. He'll find the help that he needs there." Roarke replies. He waves his hand and all five of them are standing in Roarke's office on Fantasy Island. Harry and Cal are patiently waiting. Harry asks. "Mr. Roarke, the rooms are ready for your guests. Will that be all?"

"Cal, please show Hercules and Mr. St. Wolf to their rooms. Mr. St. Wolf is to be kept under observation and stripped of all weapons. Cal, you will perform the search and share watcher duty with Hercules. Ares, Merlin, please stay here for a moment. Harry step outside for a minute, please." Harry quickly steps outside leaving Roarke to deal with the two legends come to life. Roarke turns to Merlin and Ares. "I understand that both of you have your reasons for being here. But I think that you both should leave."

Both beings look at Roarke with narrowed eyes. "Why do you want me to leave?" Merlin asks in suppressed anger. "I can understand Ares, but me? I've been like a father to that man for the last five years."

"A father that he is very angry with." Roarke simply replies. "You said it yourself. Only his wife Katherine can get him out of his state of mind."

"All right, but please, take care of him." Merlin asks as he disappears.

Roarke turns to Ares and asks. "Well?"

Ares grins. "I'm sticking around. I want to make sure that you don't ruin him."

"You'll leave right now Ares. If you know what's good for you." A voice tells him.

Ares angrily turns around and he comes face to face with a woman. And what a woman she is. Ares looks her up and down and whistles. < Now who is this maiden? > He thinks to himself as he looms above her. The woman stands at 5'10" and has a classic beauty rarely seen outside of the noble houses of Castile. Her brunette hair halos her face as she stands her ground as Ares attempts to assert his superiority.

Her green eyes flash as she looks Ares straight in the eye and tells him. "You will have nothing more to do with my husband or I'm make you rue the day that you were created."

"And who is your husband, oh lovely one?" Ares asks.

"Carson Jamieson, but you know him as Steve St. Wolf." Katherine Sinclair Jamieson replies in a cold voice.

Ares steps back and looks at Roarke. "What foul trickery is this Roarke? You couldn't have called for her already."

"Roarke didn't need to call me. My husband has done a lot of good in the mortal world and HE will not see someone like Carson waste everything that he's become and done because of a lack of knowledge."

"You mean HE sent you here directly?" Roarke asks in shock.

"You should have seen it, Roarke. Saints Steven and Sebastian both coming before HIM and demanding that something be done for Carson. Michael and Gabriel also raised their voices in support of him. But what really tipped the scales in his favor was when Peter brought the souls of the twenty two children that Carson released before HIM. HE couldn't say no then. The pain and suffering those children had suffered demanded that he do something. HE ordered me to come before HIM and gave me two days to help Carson." Katherine explains to an open mouthed Roarke and Ares.

"But he called to me for help." Ares whines like a spoiled child.

"And help you did, Ares. For that I thank you. Now leave." Katherine orders and Ares disappears. She looks to Roarke and smiles. "Thank you for bringing him here."

Roarke looks into her eyes and feels the warmth and love that has transcended even death wash over him. < Carson Jamieson, you are one lucky man. > He thinks to himself as he rises up and goes to the door. "I'll take you to his room. Will you need a room while you're here as well?"

Katherine smiles. "No, Carson was and still is my husband. I'll stay with him."

Roarke smiles and leads her off.

*****
Steve St. Wolf/Carson Jamieson's Room
1400 Hours FT (Fantasy Island Time)

Cal looks at the array of weapons sitting on the table in front of him and shakes his head. < What the hell is this St. Wolf guy? A hitman? > He looks over to where the large guy calling himself Hercules was sitting, watching the guy sleep. Cal quietly asks. "Do you need anything?"

Hercules looks up. "No thanks. I'm fine." He quietly replies.

"What is this guy?" Cal asks, pointing to the weapons.

Hercules smiles and looks over to the array of weapons on the table and grins. "Demon hunter."

"You're joking." Cal replies in awe.

"Nope. I've been watching for the last four years. Ever since he found these." Hercules points to the wrist bands on the man's hands.

"What are they?"

"They're the wrist bands that Hephaestus made for me. When he started to wear them, I could sense what he was doing and started to watch him in action." Hercules explains.

Before Cal could ask anymore, Mr. Roarke comes in with a beautiful woman. "Cal, you and Hercules can leave. Mrs. Jamieson will be staying with her husband."

Hercules gets up and heads to the door. Cal asks, pointing to the weapons. "What about the arsenal?"

Roarke looks over the weapons spread across the table and shakes his head in disbelief. "Leave it." He orders and he waits for Cal to exit, before he leans in and tells Katherine. "Mrs. Jamieson, if you need anything, just pick up the phone." And with that he leaves.

Katherine hardly notices him leave as she watches the pain ravaged face of her husband. < Oh, my poor, sweet, Carson. What have the last six years done to you? > She asks herself as she goes to the bathroom and gets a clean towel and some warm water. She picks up one of the knives lying on the table and starts to cut away the bloody clothing. After she finishes stripping him down, she starts to gently wash him.

Steve starts to move under the gentle caresses and he asks. "Kathy is that you?"

"Yes my love. It's me." Katherine replies.

"I've just had the weirdest dream. Do you want to hear about it?" Steve asks.

"Not right now. I just want. . ." Katherine's voice trails off as Steve's face lights up in a smile and he reaches for her. Katherine just melts into the embrace and soon everything is forgotten, but themselves.

*****
Steve St. Wolf/Carson and Katherine Jamieson's Room
1700 Hours FT

Several hours later, Katherine awakes in her husbands arms and snuggles in closer. His arms draw tighter and both know that each is awake. Steve raises her face to his and deeply kisses her. As they kiss, Katherine remembers why she was there. She stiffens slightly and Steve looks down at her and asks. "Kathy, what's wrong?"

"Carson, what do you remember?" Katherine asks.

Steve chuckles as he replies. "Just this weird dream that I had."

"What was the dream about?"

"The weirdest thing. It covered eight years. You were dead, I was Immortal and a demon hunter." Steve chuckles at that one. "The worst part was the last. I had murdered twenty two kids, thinking they were demons."

Katherine looks to Steve and evenly tells him. "Carson, it wasn't a dream. As much as I want this to be a Dallas plot line. It isn't. I died eight years ago and you became an Immortal, seven years ago. And yes, you are a demon hunter. No that's not right, you're more. You're a force for good in the world."

Steve looks at the woman who was his life and suddenly remembers. < Oh my God. I did do it. > He quickly jumps up and grabs for his sword and swings back to Katherine. < Or whatever monster has taken her shape. > He points the sword at her and orders. "Whoever or whatever you are, what the hell is going on here? Tell me now or I'll kill you."

Katherine gets up and slowly moves the sword away from her heart. She rises up and wraps her arms around Steve. She slowly, tentatively touches his mouth with a kiss and tells him. "Carson, I'm your wife, Katherine Sinclair Jamieson. No one else. God felt that you needed help and HE sent me down to get you through this."

"Why would God want to help a butcher like me? The only thing that I do is kill and maim. Why would you want to be with someone like that?"

"Carson, you are not a butcher. You are anything but that. You do not indiscriminately kill people. You defend them and sometimes you have to kill in defense of the innocent, but God understands this."

"Tell that to the parents of the twenty two children that I murdered last night." Steve hisses out in anger.

Katherine takes a step back and slaps Steve across the face, hard. Steve, shocked, can only stand there and listen. Which is exactly what Katherine wanted.

"Never, ever, call yourself a murderer. You did not murder those children. That black hearted sorcerer did. The only thing that you did was release their souls from their bodies so that they could go on."

Steve, coming out of his shock, asks. "What do you mean the sorcerer murdered the children?"

"The spell that piece of shit used, required that he first drill a hole in the child's head, murdering the child in the process. Then he had to place a wand fashioned from a limb of a hangman's tree in the hole and summon the demon. The demon would enter the body as the child died trapping its soul. The demon would use the soul as food, destroying it in the process. The sorcerer would then write, in the skin by the hole, the demon's name. So he could control it. When you killed the demons, you freed the souls being held captive."

Steve sits back down, digesting everything that Katherine had told him. As he sits on the edge of the bed, his sword on the floor, forgotten, Katherine wraps herself around him and holds him steady. A few minutes later, Steve asks. "Kathy, can we lay down and will you just hold me?"

"Yes, my love." Kathy softly replies and lays down with Steve, softly holding him while he cries for the children that he couldn't save. Soon his sobs quiet down and Kathy smiles as Steve falls into a deep slumber. Kathy watches as his chest falls up and down and after a few minutes, she drifts off to sleep as well.

*****
Steve St. Wolf/Carson and Katherine Jamieson's Room
2200 Hours FT

A few hours later, Katherine awakens to the ringing phone. She picks it up and asks. "Yes, who is this?"

"Mrs. Jamieson. This is Roarke. Is everything all right?"

Katherine looks at her sleeping husband and watches as a small smile plays across his lips. A smile that she hadn't seen for eight years. "Yes, everything is fine. Can you send some food, please. Also, Carson needs a change of clothes as do I."

"Everything will be over in about twenty minutes." Roarke replies and hangs up.

He turns to his two assistants and gives them the order. They both leave to complete the tasks appointed to them. Roarke then turns to Hercules. "Everything appears to be in hand, Hercules. Are you going to stay?"

"Just for a little while. I want to make sure St. Wolf will be all right."

"Good. Then you won't mind meeting this producer who has some questions about you. I'll introduce you as my friend Kevin Sorbo. A student of mythology."

"Oh, what's his name?" Hercules asks.

"Sam Raimi. He and his partner, Robert Trebor, head the production company called Flat Earth and Renaissance Productions."

"Sound interesting. Let's go." Hercules replies as Roarke leads him out of his office.

*****
Cal walks over to the room shared by the Jamieson's. He silently looks over the meal prepared by the cooks and smiles. < It's not every day that a man's wife comes back from the dead. Man, what a babe. > Cal thinks to himself as he knocks on the door. Mrs. Jamieson answers and smiles in greeting. "Hello Cal. I see that you brought everything."

"For you and Mr. Jamieson, only the best." Cal beams as he hands over the clothes and food. "Will we be expecting you and Mr. Jamieson for nine o'clock breakfast, Mrs. Jamieson?"

"Yes, I do believe we will. Thank you for the invitation."

"Don't thank me. Thank Mr. Roarke." Cal replies with a smile as the door closes.

*****
Katherine wheels the cart inside the rest of the way and looks over to Steve, still asleep. She opens the serving tray and finds a bowl of fresh strawberries and whipped cream for desert. She grins, thinking of their honeymoon in Las Vegas and places the desert to the side. < Time enough for that later. > She thinks to herself as she checks out the rest of the meal. Finding everything to her satisfaction, she walks over and awakens Steve. "Carson, it's time to eat."

As Steve awakens, he reflexively reaches for Katherine, but she easily moves out of the way. "That bit of exercise can wait Carson. First you eat to get your strength, then we play." She holds up the bowl of strawberries and cream. Steve just grins and attacks the dinner Roarke sent out. While they eat, they talk.

"So what's it like up there?" Steve cautiously asks.

"What can one say about Heaven?" Kathy murmurs, the wickedly puns. "It's Heaven." Steve groans and throws a pea at her. Kathy picks up a bun and throws it back at him. Steve grins and tosses a corn kernel. It hits her in the head and Kathy promptly gets up with a wicked grin and takes the strawberries and whipped cream bowls with her. Steve turns around and watches as her dress floats to the floor on the way to their bed. Kathy slides up onto the sheets and begins to delicately eat the strawberries and cream. Steve's mouth is salivating. She gives him a glare. "What do you need? An engraved invitation?" Meal forgotten, Steve immediately heads to the bed and desert.

*****
Steve St. Wolf/Carson and Katherine Jamieson's Room
0800 Hours FT

Steve wakes up to the ringing of the telephone and groans. He reaches over it for it and Kathy gives a squeak of surprise as she wakes up. She smacks Steve's hands away from the phone and picks it up herself. "Hello."

"Mrs. Jamieson, this is Harry giving you a wake up call. Mr. Roarke expects the both of you for breakfast this morning."

"What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock, ma'am. Plenty of time to get ready." Harry replies as he hangs up the phone.

Kathy looks over to Steve who's reaching for her and smacks his hands. "None of that now. We've got a breakfast date with Mr. Roarke. So get into the shower and then get dressed." She orders.

Steve gives her a hurt puppy dog look as he asks. "Aren't you going to join me?"

"If I do, we'll never make it on time. March." Katherine orders with a giggle.

"God, you sound as bad as Major Franklin. But at least you don't look like him." Steve comments with a lecherous grin. Kathy smacks him again and Steve goes to take a shower.

*****
Flower Garden Area by Roarke's Office
0900 FT

Steve and Kathy walk up the garden path, escorted by Cal, to the breakfast table meeting with Mr. Roarke. As they approach, Steve sees some strangers talking excitedly with Hercules. He grabs Cal's arm and asks. "Cal, who are those people hanging on Hercules?"

Cal looks over the group and grins. "Those are some Hollywood people who are interested in doing a series on the 'Legendary Adventures of Hercules'."

"Do they know?" Steve asks, barely holding in the laughter.

"Nope. They think the big guy's name is Kevin Sorbo. The boss thought it up." Cal replies with a barely suppressed laugh. Roarke looks up from his conversation and glares at him. Cal immediately moves off to do something else. As Steve and Kathy approach, his glare turns to a smile as he watches the pair join him.

"Mr. Roarke, I presume?" Steve asks.

"Don't remember much from last night do you?" Roarke asks.

"Everything just went too fast. Normally that's not a problem, but things were anything but normal last night." Steve replies in an even voice.

"Katherine told you about the children?"

"Yes, she explained it. But I still feel responsible for not being there on time."

"Mr. Jamieson, no one can be perfect. Take my word for it."

"I know. But it still hurts. Not being able to save everybody."

"That's what makes you such a fine warrior, Mr. Jamieson. You care for the innocent. You don't see them as things. You see people as just that, people. You care and are willing to go to great lengths to help them. So, please, don't take it personally when I tell you to lighten up. You were so dour and suicidal last night that I feared we had lost you."

"You're right, Mr. Roarke. I've got to lighten up. Thank you for saving me last night."

"I didn't do it alone. Hercules helped. So did your friend, Merlin. And of course, your charming wife was the deciding factor in all of this."

"I know. I don't think that I could have survived without her help. How much longer do we have together?" Steve asks in a hushed voice.

"Until 2:00 PM tomorrow." Kathy quietly replies.

"Before you two go off. I want to show you what the world would be like without you Mr. Jamieson." Roarke tells Steve. "Would you and your wife mind coming with me for a moment?" Roarke replies as he leads them away from the table. As they walk the scene around them changes and all three suddenly find themselves standing in the middle of a small town. "The time is ten years into the future."

Roarke leads them around the corner of a building and shows Steve a sight that could only be in his worst nightmares. A group of vampires has the residents of the town penned up in a cattle pen and they were feeding off them one at a time. Steve turns to Roarke and asks. "Can I go and help them?"

Roarke sadly shakes his head. "You can't help them Mr. Jamieson. You're dead. This is a small example of what will become fact if you don't continue the fight. Armies of vampires brutally murdering millions of innocents."

As they watch a lone girl rushes out of no where and attacks the vampires. She quickly deals death to the vampires holding the people hostage. As the vampires fall, one of them shoots her in the back. The girl turns around and kill it before she too dies. Steve looks at the young girl and asks. "God, she was magnificent. Who was she?"

"She was what's called a Slayer. They are girls are given the strength and skill to hunt vampires. Sadly, there can only be one at a time and the life expectancy of a Slayer is very short these days. Her name was Donna Mitchell and she became a Slayer less than a month ago." Roarke sadly explains. "Now another girl will be called to take her place."

"Where are the rest of the Immortals while this is happening? I find it hard to believe that men like Duncan and Connor MacLeod would stand idly by and watch this happen." Steve asks.

"They are dead. Both men died trying to fight monsters that they knew nothing about. Without you to lead them and show them how to fight, both men were completely destroyed in a matter of weeks. The rest of the Immortals are split into two groups. One group helps humanity and fights the monsters. The other aids the demons and vampires and hunts their fellow Immortals."

"What about Merlin? The Knights of the Grail? Fragnar and his people?"

"All gone. Fragnar and Smaug fought and died fighting for humanity. The rest of the dragon council stayed neutral and the dragons were destroyed when no one would stand with them. The Knights of the Grail fought to the bitter end along side Merlin."

Katherine looks at her husband and can almost feel the anger rising up in him. She looks into his eyes and sees the old fire rising up again and a warm glow spreads in her heart. Carson Jamieson was back in the fight.

Roarke looks at the man next to him and smiles as Jamieson asks. "What will I have to do to stop this from happening?"

"Simply by being who you are Mr. Jamieson. The rest will all fall into place." Roarke replies with a smile.

"When do I have to go back?" Steve asks, looking at his wife.

"Not before tomorrow. You and Katherine will have whatever time is left to her by yourselves. The island is yours. Do whatever want and enjoy your time together." Mr. Roarke orders as the scene changes and they stand on Fantasy Island again.

Steve looks deeply into Kathy's eyes and asks. "Are you in the mood for a swim?"

"With you, always." Kathy replies as they get up and leave.

As they pass by Hercules, he calls out. "Steve are you feeling better?"

"Uhm, yeah, Kevin. I'm better. Thanks for the help." Steve replies with a grin.

Then, a loud man in a louder shirt walks up to Steve and asks. "Hi I'm Sam Raimi, Producer, This is my partner Robert Trebor. Have you two ever considered movie careers?" While looking at Kathy.

Steve merely grins and tells him. "I'm sorry, but I already have a job."

"C'mon, what could be better than the movies?" Sam asks.

"Demon Hunter. See ya." Steve replies with a grin and a wave at Hercules/Kevin.

Sam's cigar drops and he turns to his entourage and mouths 'Is this guy nuts?'. Hercules reads his lips and grins. Steve St. Wolf was back from the Abyss.

*****
Small Secluded Glen
Fantasy Island 1400 Hours The Next Day

Steve stands with Katherine in the sunshine of a secluded glen. They hold each other and wish to remain together for the rest of eternity. But both know that won't happen. They kiss for what they know will the last time for a long time. As they break apart, Steve tells Katherine. "I love you. Why can't you stay?"

"Because my time on Earth is done Carson. You have to go on. The mortal world needs you to be strong. In time, you'll find someone to love as much as you love me."

"That could never happen, Kathy." Steve tells her.

"Carson, all wounds heal with time and you will be healed. Now please let me go. My time here is done. Always remember that I love you and will be with you." Kathy tells him as she steps into the light and disappears.

Steve watches as the light fades away and he slow leans down and picks up a clump of the grass. < The last place that I saw you, my love. > He puts the clump into his pocket and silently walks away towards the beach and the path back to the main house.

As he walks, Mr. Roarke joins him. "She was quite a woman. I can see how you fell in love with her."

Steve sighs. "Thank you, Mr. Roarke. For everything that you've done. I don't how I could've survived without you, Kathy and the rest."

"You're more than welcome, Mr. St. Wolf. Now, I must talk to you about payment for my services to you."

Steve stops and looks at Roarke. He quietly asks. "What will you require for payment Mr. Roarke?"

"A small service. Nothing more."

"And what is this small service?"

Roarke pulls out an ancient piece of parchment and hands it to Steve. Steve looks at it quizzically as Roarke explains. "This is the first step in finding out the secret to the 'Game'. It will lead you to other pieces of information. Those pieces will lead you to other pieces, until you find the secret. That is my payment. Find the secret to the 'Game' and stop the slaughter."

Steve looks at Roarke with a new light and his voice breaks as he grabs him up in a hug. "Thank you, Mr. Roarke. I don't know what to say, other than, yes. I will do it. Thank you." Steve lets Roarke go and hurries away to pack for the return trip and the beginning of a new quest.

"No, Mr. St. Wolf. Thank you." Roarke quietly murmurs and goes to arrange Steve's flight back to the States.

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