dr_daniel_jackson

Spain

They'd been in Madrid for a couple of weeks now, sightseeing as well as looking for places to live. Daniel was coming to like the villa they were in himself but he didn't know if Methos liked it or wanted someplace more private for them. At least if they had a more private area, his husband could practice with his swords whenever he wanted and they could fall asleep out on the patio after making love without worrying about neighbors seeing them.

Three weeks after their marriage, Methos had gone into town on his own and Daniel had stayed behind, caught up in the books from Alexandria, having asked Methos for help in translating a few things here and there and now, having made a key of his own, he was hard to pull away from them. As it got dark, Daniel headed inside to start working on dinner hoping Methos would be home soon.

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Daniel looks at the label and nods with a smile.

"Looks like it might," he answered. "Why don't you set up the table on the porch and we'll eat out there tonight. Oh! You'll have to move the books and all. Sorry. I got really caught up in what I was translating."

"Will do." Methos first took the bottle of wine to set on the table, then cleared off the books and put them in a safe place, then he got plates, silverware, and glasses and arranged them on the table.

Daniel transferred shrimp and pasta into one large bowl, drizzling a butter garlic sauce over the top before setting it aside. He then pulled a loaf of garlic bread from the oven and cut up the bread, putting it into a small basket. He picked up both bowl and basket and headed out side, kissing Methos on the cheek as he passed him by and set the food on the table.

"It look delicious, Daniel." he noted with a soft smile, inspecting the food.

"Thanks," Daniel said with a smile, sitting down in the chair. In the last three weeks since their marriage, Daniel had gotten a lot better at eating and his strength was slowly returning. He wanted to ask his husband to help him work out some kind of physical routine so that he could get himself built back up like he was before all the torture and sickness had happened to him...

"So, how were things in town?" he asked instead.

"Good. The weather today was fantastic, so there were lots of people out today. I love the shops in town too, everything about this place, really." he took her fork and started to eat. He let out a moan and he ate, "This is very good, Daniel... perhaps you should be the house husband, instead of myself."

Daniel smiled, listening to his husband talk before laughing and shaking his head.

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself... and I'm glad we came here." He pointed his fork at Methos. "Oh I don't think so. I've actually been giving some thought to teaching again to be honest. There is a university nearby that is looking for linguistic teachers in many of the languages I speak. While I may not be completely comfortable with large crowds, perhaps lecturing a few times a week wouldn't be so bad..."

"That sounds like an excellent idea, Daniel." he smiled, softly.

"I was hoping you'd be okay with it," Daniel said softly before turning back to his food. "Of course you realize it means I'll be surrounded by young Spanish students constantly," he teased. "I wouldn't mind my gorgeous husband showing up every now and again to let it be known I am not available."

Methos laughed, "I would be happy to do it. Scare off any young men and women trying to get their hands on my man.."

Daniel chuckled softly, sipping at the wine Methos had brought back with him.

"Oh wow... this is really good. I like it a lot."

"Of course it is. I used to own a vineyard, you know. In Paris. Very successful one, point of fact." he grinned.

"I didn't know that," Daniel said with a smile. "Though I shouldn't be surprised. I can't think there's much you haven't done, love."

"Precious little." he agreed, "Name a profession and it's a good bet that I've dabbled in it for a time."

Daniel smiled and finished the food on his plate before leaning back in his chair, wine glass in hand, sipping at it as he thought to himself for several quiet moments.

"Hmm... I'll say it's a safe bet you never worked in a circus. You're too private a person to have done so..."

"Have you ever met carnies? They are a close knit group. Very private lives outside of shows. I did a stint as a trick rider in the 1870's. Only a couple years, though."

"I've heard of them but never met them. Anything like gypsies? I've met those before. Sounds like it might have been fun for you then." He finished off his wine before pouring more into his glass. "All right, have you ever been a film actor? Would that even be safe for someone like you?"

"Okay you've got me there. I was an extra on 'Casablanca', but I kept my face hidden... it would be too dangerous to do much more than that you're right. I was on a game show in the nineties. That was how Kronos tracked me down. I'll never do something so careless again."

Daniel smiled softly, trying to think of anything else but nothing seemed to come to mind.

"I dare say you've been a soldier more times than one could count. I know you're a doctor as well as a psychiatrist... what about a priest?"

Methos just smirked, "Immortals can't challenge you on Holy Ground..."

Daniel sat forward in his chair, gaze locked onto his husband

"And you didn't tell me this before because...?" And why hadn't he read about it in his husband's journals? "So, we need to buy a place and have it blessed so that you'll be safe whenever we're at home."

"I never thought to mention it. There are some that don't head that. It's just rule. Same as having to accept a challenge one on one." he shrugged, "A common courtesy."

"But if it would make you feel better, we can do that."

"It would make me feel better," Daniel admitted quietly. "I realize you say it's just a rule, but, yeah... I'd feel better."

Methos smiled, "Alright. Then we'll do it."

"Thank you," Daniel said softly, taking Methos' hand and kissing the inside of his husband's palm before letting go once more.

"So tell me... how long were you in Alexandria?"

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