Traveling again

[dr_daniel_jackson]

Daniel finished out the semester at the university and informed them, with some regret evident, that he would not be returning for summer sessions and probably not in the fall either. He was happy with his decision because he wanted time with Methos. He'd taught for a year but the whole thing with Brian had bothered him a lot and he didn't really feel safe out in the open so to speak; not that he was going to tell that to his husband, though. He didn't want Methos to worry about him.

He left campus and headed to the coffee shop/bookstore that his husband was leaving in the capable hands of his store manager until they returned to Spain. Leaving the things from his office inside the car, Daniel stepped out and headed into the store, searching for his husband behind the counter. The place was incredibly busy, as usual. Daniel's smiled slipped a little. He hoped he wasn't being selfish by taking Methos away from this... maybe he should have given this more thought....

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[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"He wasn't the first, nor the last that died well before his time..." he wrapped his arms around Daniel, resting his forehead against Daniel's.

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

"I know, my love. Would you tell me more about him over dinner?" He asked, softly, kissing his husband gently.

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"Yes, of course. I'd be happy to." he returned the kiss.

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

Daniel smiled and brushed a lock of hair from Methos' face before he took his husband's hand and they began to walk once more.

"Where shall we eat? Any suggestions?"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"None of the tourist traps." he said, leading Daniel down the street, "I know the perfect little place, out of the way. Delicious Greek dishes.."

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

"Lead on then, my love. I trust your judgment on things like this." Daniel followed at his husband's side, clinging to Methos' arm, just enjoying being alone with him again. "So, when was the first time you came to Greece?"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"1000 BC. In Olympia. Won a foot race. That was where that's sculpture came from..." he said, as he took them down several less crowded streets.

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

"That's right. I do remember you telling me that now. So, you spent several hundred years off an on coming back and forth to Greece... is it your favorite place to live?"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"I don't know that I have a specific favorite. But it does rank high on the list. I tend to enjoy spending my time at the academic and literary centers of the time periods. Egypt, Greece, Rome, England, Paris, America..."

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

Daniel nodded before he stopped their walking and pulled Methos around to look at him.

"Promise me one thing... it will be a hard thing to promise and will likely make you sad but, please... just promise me when it gets close to my time to go... you'll bring me here before you take me home to Egypt..."

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

Methos was able to keep the pain out of his voice and from his face. He squeezed Daniel's hand tighter, "I promise, love. I will."

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Daniel whispered, kissing him softly, slowly, fingers tracing along his husband's jawline as he kissed him, just taking his time for the moment, not caring who saw or how long they looked. This was his husband, the man he loved with all his heart and soul and he poured that emotion into that kiss...

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

He returned the kiss with just as much feeling, no shyness or embarrassment. Methos ran his hands through Daniel's hair, deepening the kiss.

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

Daniel gave a soft groan into that kiss, hands holding still to frame his husband's face. After a moment or two longer, he finally pulled back to breathe even if those breaths came a little more erratically than before.

"We... uhm... weren't we looking for a place to eat?" he asked softly.

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

He laughed, breathing equally erratically.

"We were." Methos pulled away relunctantly, to continue to lead him to the restaurant.

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

Daniel shared in the laugh clasping Methos' hand tightly in his own once more as they walked. Finally reaching the place, Daniel saw the outside tables.

"Could we sit outside, love?"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"Of course." he smiled, before going up to the desk and speaking to the hostess in Greek. Then a waiter led them to an outside table.

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

Daniel sat across from his husband and began looking through the menu before glancing at Methos.

"Any suggestions or should I just let you order for us both?"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"We can get some ouzo, with a meze...? That's a collection of small appetizer dishes. Cheeses, calamari, fava beans, fried veggies, hummus, lamb..."

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

"That works for me, love," he answered with a smile, setting the menu down on the table. Once they'd placed their order, Daniel reached over to take Methos' hand in his own, fingers tracing along his husband's palm.

"So what kinds of professions did you hold during your times living here?"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"Philosopher... historian... mathematician under Pythagoras ... and I did try my hand at pottery, but I wasn't much good."

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

"You studied under Pythagoras?" Daniel asked, curiosity piqued even more. "What was that like?"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"Horrid. He was an ass. He had his followers under strict dietary restrictions, there were ridiculous religious rituals and he was a stickler for self discipline...."

[dr-dmjacksonsg1.livejournal.com]

Daniel raised a brow slightly.

"Really? And you stayed with him for how long?"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"Ten years." he said, "It was a good place to hide. Was one of the only reason I stayed behind."