Killer Gift by Holde_Maid
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I neither own nor make money off the characters or their universe. No harm intended.

“You’ve never given me anything. Why now?”

Methos didn’t look at him. “It’s not from me. It’s from Alexa.”

“What? She barely knew me!”

“She asked me to give one to each of my closest friends. Her hours, not mine.”

Duncan looked down at the small object in his hand. The woollen thread dangling from a Chinese coin stood for an hour of Alexa’s own lifetime. “How many...”

“Eight.” He paused for a smile that acknowledged Duncan’s intelligence, and added, “A conservative estimate. I still have five of them.”

“Why?”

“To extract *some* life from a premature death.”