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It was three days after Daniel had been admitted to the hospital and Dr. Stevens had said he could be released that morning. He looked over at the cot where Methos lay sleeping and smiled to himself. The man had not once left his side since his arrival. It gave Daniel hope that maybe they'd work things out again. He thought of where they might go because Daniel didn't think he could go back to his apartment given that Methos had killed Jack there. He'd actually been looking to buy a house up in the mountains and wondered if he could convince Methos to stay with him there if he did so...

He was brought out of his thoughts as the door to his room opened and Dr. Stevens walked in, holding all of the paperwork that needed to be signed before Daniel could leave. The doctor glanced over at Methos and then at Daniel.

"Shall I wake him or did you want to do that?"

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"Wouldn't you want to enjoy Switzerland when you were healthy enough to fully enjoy it?" He pressed his lips against Daniel's forehead, "But we'll go, if that's what you want."

"well, you spoke of somewhere else... i can't remember where at the moment, but there was some statue of you that you promised to show me..."

"London. The British Museum." he smiled, "And we can definitely go there. And the statue... well, as with most Greek statues, is a nude. I'm sure you'll be happy with that."

Daniel chuckled softly, coughing some, having to sit up as he did so until it subsided. Finally he nodded and looked over his shoulder at his lover.

"You'll hear no complaints from me," he answered. "Well, except for the complaint that everyone else has seen you as well." The last was said with a slight wink and a grin to show he was teasing.

He rubbed Daniel's back soothingly, as he coughed.

Methos chuckled, kissing him, "I'd like to see you jealous." he teased back.

"You may very well see it once we get there and I realize everyone else is looking at someone that's my lover," Daniel growled back playfully, laying back down once more.

He smiled, "And that's what I am, Daniel. Yours." Methos nuzzled his neck.

Daniel smiled softly and held Methos closer to him, tilting his head to one side as he felt his lover pressed up against him.

He kissed his neck, then shoulder, "Gods, I love you..."

Daniel smiled softly and slid one hand up along the back of Methos' head, fingers sliding through his lover's hair as he did so.

"I love you too," he whispered softly.

He rested his head there on Daniel's shoulder just breathing him in. He'd been so convinced he'd lose him. That Daniel would die with a tube down his throat just like Alexa.

"When did you want to go? Next week? Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Really?" He looked at the older man curiously. "The sooner I get away from this town... this country... the happier I will be..."

"Then we'll leave tomorrow." he said with a nod, and a kiss.

"Thank you," he whispered softly, curling in closer to Methos, his eyes closing even as he tried to fight the exhaustion he was feeling.

"Welcome." he ran his hands through his hair that massaged his back, "Just go to sleep, love."

Daniel couldn't disobey that softly spoken order and easily found himself asleep in Methos' arms.

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When he awoke the next morning it was to an empty bed and he panicked at first before he could smell food coming from the small kitchenette in the hotel suite. He sighed softly, calming himself before he slid out of bed, pulling on just his jeans before walking into the other room.

"Hey," he said softly, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he sat down on one of the stools.

"Made some toad in the hole and sausage." he smiled back at Daniel as he scooped up the toast with the cooked eggs in the middle of them and put them on two plates and brought them over.

Daniel chuckled at the odd language his lover chose to employ at times because he'd had no idea what his lover was describing until the plate landed in front of him and he smiled.

"Looks good," he said with a grin. "I'm going to need a shopping trip before we go to London," he said between one mouthful and the next. "I left most of my clothing at the villa in Morocco when I left. Told myself I'd go back one day... but never did get back there..."

He started to eat, "Alright, we'll go somewhere after breakfast."

"Besides, I seem to remember that shopping tends to make you very touchy-feely afterwards," he teased as he went back to eating.

"Hmm... so it does." he agreed with a smirk, finishing off his food.

Daniel laughed at that smirk, finishing off his own food as well before leaning over and kissing Methos softly.

"Thanks, love," he said quietly. "That was actually very good..."

"Actually?" he looked offended, but there was a smile on his face, "You were expecting different?"

Daniel smiled softly.

"Never, my love," he said quietly. "With you, there is only good."

"You think so much better of me, than I believe I could ever hope to be." he said, with a small smile.