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Feedback appreciated. Not beta-ed so all mistakes are mine.

Part 2  Okay, so I apologize if things get tricky. To prevent confusion, I will warn you that the names in the passages will be indicative of how much each character knows of what's happened with regards to Charles Pierce/Methos.

Chinese Glossary

Liou coe shuai du biao-tze huh hoe-tze duh ur-tze - Salivating son of a bitch and a monkey

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Mal sighed and looked at Zoe. Even though they had the story, and what a story it was, the man in front of them was still an unknown variable. "Seems to me that he's after the same thing we all are, Sir." Mal just raised his eyebrows at Zoe's comment. "Freedom." Mal nodded. The man's comments about avoiding the Alliance bureaucracy now made much more sense. To hide what he was in the Core would be impossible for any extended length of time. The technology would eventually trip him up. Before the war, Bellaraphon had been the edge of civilization. Now the man needed to be on the frontier to be safe.

Standing, he holstered his gun and walked over to the tied man. Crossing his arms, he stared down thoughtfully. "Well now, I guess that just leaves us with one problem doesn't it?" he questioned with a hard look.

The immortal swallowed and began to feel true danger in the man's gaze. "And what would that be, Captain?"

"What the hell do we call you?" The other man said with a sudden grin. Methos relaxed as the others began laugh and Mal untied his restraints.

"Pierce will do," he replied as he accepted Mal's hand and stood.

"Well then, been a long night. Time for everyone to turn in I reckon."

Simon paused in his packing of the medical equipment. "Uhh, Captain, I seem to remember a rather large mess."

"Diyu!"

Methos waved them on. "Don't