Refuge II by Ithildin
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The second of a pair of cold weather drabbles.

The kitten bunted against his thumb, its sad cry of moments ago now a tiny rumble of happiness as Methos scratched its head. Pulling off one glove with his teeth, he gently placed the kitten inside its warm interior. “That better, little bit?”

“Methos, are you coming, or are you going to stand there all night?” Duncan MacLeod asked, coming back up the path.

“I’ll catch up with you later -- realized I left something back at my flat.” Then he said to the kitten, “This is our little secret, okay? This would ruin my reputation if it got out.”