When Katherine was told by Sarah Jo some of the things that went onduring her date with Ben Adams on the holodeck, she was naturally*concerned* and wanted to have a chat with good ol' Doc about it. RatedNC17 for sex. In other words, Kat has slipped her leash.

A HEART TO HEART TALK

Doc Adams was sitting on a park bench, waiting for Katherine to arrive on the beach for their *talk*. He knew what it was about, and he was not looking forward to trying to explain his actions to the feisty little Scot. She had been amazingly supportive of his romantic endeavors with her former foster child up to this time, and he hoped he could manage to somehow keep that support. It hadn't surprised him that Sarah Jo had told Katherine about what had gone on between the two of them the night on the holodeck. He had a feeling their relationship was such that Sarah Jo felt free to tell her anything and everything.

Lost in thought, it took the buzz of an approaching immortal to get his attention. Looking up, he saw Connor MacLeod escorting his Lady wife towards him. The Highlander looked back at him, his strange intense eyes staring at him in a manner that made Doc believe that he had better be on his best behavior around Katherine, *or else*. He walked with Katherine up to where Doc was now standing by the park bench and then gave his wife a kiss on the forehead and a tender hug.

"Will you walk her back to the house?" MacLeod asked him, still staring at him intently. Adams nodded, acknowledging the unsaid words as well. Squeezing Katherine's hand, Connor then turned and walked back the way he had come, leaving the two of them alone. Katherine watched him go, then turned to Doc and motioned with her head down the beach.

"Let's go for a walk," she said quietly while reaching out to take his hand in hers. They walked in silence down the beach, her small delicate hand in his. It was a beautiful night, with just enough of a breeze to make it really pleasant. Katherine was wearing a flowing backless sun dress that buttoned up the front and breeze was blowing it around, giving him occasional glimpses of her slim body as it would mold itself to her. Giles had told him that with her pregnancy Katherine was truly glowing, but this was the first time that he had really noticed it himself. It seemed that she was lit up with an inner light, making her even more beautiful than before. After awhile, they arrived at a secluded portion of the beach, far away from any prying eyes.

Katherine motioned to a large rock. "Sit," she said in a tone that she had used on many a errant school boy during her years as a teacher. He did as he was told, squirming a little under her appraising gaze. Doc started to say something put she placed her small hand over his mouth.

"Quiet," she said softly, her crystal blue eyes boring into his as she stood in front of him. She looked at him intently for a few moments, studying him closely before smiling softly and leaning forward to kiss him.

Even as unhappy as he was about being summoned to talk with her, a kiss from Katherine was never an unpleasant thing. After a brief moment he relaxed and started to return it in the same spirit it was being given. He spread his legs, allowing her to move closer to him as they kissed. Then, his hands on her hips, he whispered, "Now, why do you feel the need to summon me like a wayward child?"

Her eyes luminous in the bright moonlight, she reached out and gently caressed his check. "When Sarah Jo told me there was a couple of times it was almost as if you were an entirely different person, I was *concerned*. I just had to know for sure."

"He never came out, Katherine. If he had . . . our little nurse friend would still not be able to walk. Immortal or not."

Nodding in response, knowing that was true from her previous close encounters with his Cain persona, Katherine lifted his chin and locked eyes with him. "But why should he appear even on the fringes when you are with her? And can you control him?" The deep concern in her voice was very obvious.

"Because there is something he likes."

Katherine shook her head and chuckled slightly, knowing what he was referring too. "What is it that fascinates you guys about that?"

"It's not her virginity. It is the fact that she feels pain . . . just enough pain in this case. I can make use of that pain. Cain could make much more of it. If I use her pain just enough to please him . . . he'll stay where he is, and we'll all be satisfied."

Katherine looked him again with her head tipped slightly, sorting out his words with the emotions she was picking up from him. She tapped him lightly on the nose, and replied, "As long as it is something she can enjoy too, I guess I can live with that. But don't ever hurt her for real, Ben. I don't want her ever to go through even a bit of what I've been through."

"I asked her repeatedly, Katherine. It is too easy to let him have her. Do you have any idea what I could have done? What he *wanted* me to do?" He laughed, and it was both sad and angry. "No, only I know what he's capable of."

"We both know," Katherine said softly, reminding him that she had come under Cain's attack several times in the past. Closing her eyes she focused her mind like Rayden had taught her and let Ben know exactly how she felt about him. He could feel her deep affection for him, even love. There was gratitude there as well for what he had done for her but there was also something else. He knew now that without a doubt he had been completely forgiven for the several unpleasant episodes they had shared in the past, but Kat being who she was, could not ever completely forget them. The little bit of distrust that came from being hurt by him in the past would always be there.

He put his hand under the curve of her head and sighed. "You only saw a very small part of him, Katherine dear. He was always tempered by me. When I . . . owned you," he paused, "I never abused you the way he could have."

"It was still bad enough, Ben. Mainly because I cared for you. And trusted you. As Sarah Jo trusts you now. Can you understand why I'm concerned?" Her voice trembled with remembered emotion, and one tear ran down her face.

He stroked her cheek and chin. "I won't hurt her. At least, I will keep it from getting out of control. If she seems in pain I'll ask her if she wants to proceed. But please, Kat, let her make her choices on this. If I feel myself being watched, I may not be able to handle his resentment."

Katherine nodded her head. "The hardest part of being a parent, Ben, is letting your child go when it is time. Even if it means them getting hurt. Sarah Jo has not been a child for a long time, but there is so much she has not experienced. But as long as she is happy with the arrangement, I won't interfere. Sarah Jo is a strong girl and more than capable of making her own decisions, but she knows so little about this sort of thing!"

"She knows what she likes," he whispered in her ear, and his voice was like liquid fire going down her body. "She enjoyed the pain, Katherine. Said she might even get used to it. To you remember the moment your virginity was taken? She will relive it every time a man loves her. I took her to a place where the pain and the pleasure mingled . . . and she not only accepted it, she wanted it."

Katherine moved even closer to him, her eyes closed as she remember the night of her 16th birthday. She then opened then and smiled at him, "As if it were just this morning, Ben. And I understand the attraction in the mixture of pain and pleasure." She chuckled a bit before continuing, "Connor and I have done our own experimenting along those lines over the years."

"It shouldn't be a problem between consenting Immortal adults," he said.

"Just you make sure it stays consenting, ok?" Then she tempered the severe edge to her voice by tilting his chin up and kissing him again.

"I assure you, I am doing this to keep Mr. Cain from crossing over. And," he added with an evil smile, "because it felt so bloody wonderful." That earned him a playful swat on the shoulders and he pulled her up even closer to him as she squirmed in his arms, pretending to try to get away.

"Too bad we couldn't play that way, even when you were Immortal." He kissed her neck, smiling when she shivered and her breasts hardened against him. "I have a question for you, now, Little One."

She tipped her head and grinned at him, "And just what is that, dear Ben?"

He ran a hand down her bare back and even lower. "Are you going to be monogamous during your pregnancy?"

She chuckled at him, rubbing her now extra-sensitive breasts just slightly on his chest. "Connor says I can *play* all I want as long as I don't over do it like a certain other person in town did."

"Hey, I had in on that other person!" He grinned. "And it wasn't as bad as it sounds now." Chuckling, he said, "I suppose I have to deliver you home, safe and sound?"

Katherine checked her watch. "Eventually. He and John were going to Joe's for awhile so it doesn't have to be anytime soon. And he knows I'm with you so he won't send out a search party."

His hand crept lower, in to the summer dress. "What do you think you and I could think up, but way of entertainment?"

Katherine grinned wickedly as his exploring hand discovered she wasn't wearing any panties underneath that dress. "I'm sure we can think a few things, Ben."

"Hmn," he moaned, his hand going lower and his mouth found hers for a deep, sensuous kiss.

She responded in kind, her tongue exploring his mouth as his hand did the same on her body. Somehow she seemed different from the girl who had made love to him on the beach. He couldn't quite put his finger on what that difference was, but then again, maybe he could. His other hand traveled up cupped one of her pregnancy swollen breasts, causing her to moan softly.

"I'll have to be careful with you, won't I little Mortal?" As he said it, she could feel the heat in his words. Like the other Methoses, he *liked* mortality. It was a turn on.

Her eyes flashed fire for a moment. "I'm not a china doll that will break if you touch me!" Then she flinched just slightly as his hand squeezed her breast, but she didn't try to pull away.

"No, you won't. And I can give you pain if you want it. But I don't trust myself. If I go too far with Sarah Jo, the only thing to be lost is her friendship, and perhaps yours. I will not cause injury to your unborn child."

"I don't want that either. Connor has backed off a lot too in how he makes love to me. It's nowhere near as intense as it was, but still pleasurable just the same. I can wait for the rougher side of things till after I'm immortal again."

He nodded, then pulled her close. "Pleasurable, hmn? Even the standard, missionary position in and out?"

She giggled again. "I tend to be a little more imaginative then that, dearie!"

He chuckled. "Show me. If it won't turn you off," he said in that velvet tone they all had, "I should very much like to enact a fantasy I've had for a very long time. One that involves you, my pet." He fondled a lock of her hair and looked into her eyes to see how she'd take the proposition.

She looked at him in interest, feeling out his emotional emissions. All she picked up from him was desire and there was nothing threatening to it all. Grinning broadly, she told him to tell her all about it.

"You were mine once," he said softly. "I wanted you to be in my bed then, when I . . . owned you." His eyes never wavered from hers. What would she say to reliving her life as a slave?

He could feel her shudder slightly in his arms. The years she spent as a slave had been a never ending nightmare for her. "I can try," she said finally. "But I warn you, I was a lousy slave. I went through five different *masters* before being sold to that brothel house you found me in."

"Umn, I know. How good are you at acting subservient?"

"Not as good as Sarah Jo is at appearing to be totally innocent," she said with a chuckle. "But I was a pretty good serving girl at one time."

He took her hand. "Come." They went toward his home, which was dark. His room mate was apparently out for the evening. Inside, Katherine was astounded to see that the place was decorated Victorian. It was like stepping out of one century into another. Doc went to a closet and returned with a serving girl's outfit. "Put this on. Nothing underneath."

"Yes, sir," she said as she dropped a curtsey in front of him. "In front of you, or do you want me to go into the bathroom to change?" She had slipped into a performer mode, imaging herself on a stage. He moistened his lips. A nod in her direction answered the question without words. Katherine slipped out of her dress and into the black and white servant's dress. She was not tall, and yet it barely reached the top of her legs; there was no way she could move without showing pubic hair or buttock. The neckline was low but it was tight under her breasts, pushing them up.

He came close, holding a hat. "Put your hair under this." When she tried, the dress went up impossibly high and he smiled evilly.

"You rat," she laughed, and he warned her off with a stern look.

Getting her giggles under control, she did as she was told, pushing her short curly hair into the hat. He couldn't help but notice that her pregnancy had already helped increased the size of her bust line. Once finished, she dropped another curtsey. "How may I serve you, Master Adams?"

He enjoyed the curtsey with venal pleasure. "My bath, please, Katherine."

Bobbing again, she said, "Yes, Master Adams". She then went into the bathroom, delighted to see an old fashioned claw footed tub. Bending over, knowing he was standing behind her watching, she turned on the water, staying in that position as she waited it to reach the right temperature.

When she had filled the tub, she turned to see him waiting. He put out his arms and waited until she started stripping him. Katherine was beginning to enjoy this, and she took her time, lingering over the buttons on his pants, stroking his leg as the trousers fell, pressing her face into his chest as his shirt came off. When he was naked, he stepped into the tub and she started washing him with a soft, soapy cloth. "You aren't going to believe this, Master Adams, but the first day Connor was at the boarding house I worked at, I gave him a bath too," she said with a low chuckle, as she did a very thorough job of washing him *all* over. "I was just 15, and I had never seen a naked man before that."

He opened his legs so she could reach further. When she did, he grabbed her and brought her in the tub with him. Shrieking in mock terror, she struggled briefly in his arms, sloshing water onto the floor. "Master Adams!! How unseemly!"

But he already had her positioned over his erection. "Don't tell the Missus," he chuckled, piercing her.

Groaning softly, she pushed herself down on him, feeling him fill her. "I wouldn't do that Master, she would have me whipped."

He buried his face in her neck, whispering, "Oh, she wouldn't do that." Looking up, he smiled, "She knows I'd like it too much!" Kat's mouth opened and he laughed, pressing his to hers. But he went no further than the suggestion of violence. Instead he let her hair loose from under the hat and pushed the servant's dress up over her breasts and shoulders.

Katherine was secretly glad he didn't pursue that line, for she indeed had been whipped and beaten severely many times for disobeying the orders of her *masters* when she was a slave. But that another time and place, and it didn't really matter anymore. Now that she was naked she went about riding him with sheer abandon.

He leaned back, letting her do most of the work. The water sloshed about, getting all over the floor, and the sound of it made him even more aroused. He held her strong legs and thighs with his big hands, keeping her tight to his body so he could go further in. But she was doing him. He was in heaven.

"Now this is what I wanted, so long ago," he admitted, and she stopped to look into his eyes. Ben was a Methos; he rarely told the complete truth. But she knew he meant this, totally and honestly, to his very soul.

Her only answer was to increase the tempo of her ride. She wished now she had been able to work around the years of abuse that she had gone through and had been able to have given him what he desperately wanted of her back then. She couldn't change the past, so she concentrated on making the present as enjoyable as possible.

He felt himself slipping. She was riding him so hard he knew he'd explode any minute. As the Master, he shouldn't give any care to her pleasure, but he did. Reaching up, he cupped her face in his hands and gently pushed her back. For a moment he slipped from her body and she whimpered. Then he caught a big, deep breath, and dove under the water.

Her eyes opened wide in surprise as he disappeared under the water. She rose up on her knees, giving him room underneath her for whatever he had planned. He pulled her down and she laughed, gasped, and then wriggled. He came up with a saucy grin.

She couldn't help capturing his mouth with hers, grinning back at him, her little bottom squirming in delight on top of him.

He slid into her again, pressing her back on the edge of the tub. His thrusts were deep, but loving somehow. He'd given up his fantasy of having her "f*ck" him. As her pleasure built she compressed it within her, then focusing like she had been taught, she shared it with Ben, causing his eyes to widen in surprise this time.

He rode her until it was over, then he rested his cheek against hers. "I must be getting soft," he said, then chuckled at the double meaning.

Katherine roared with laughter, snuggling up to him tightly. "You have been around my jokester Sarah Jo too much! Her puns are rubbing off on you now!"

He caressed her face seriously. "Do you think it would have been like this? I wanted you to make love to me, like I still owned you, but imagine my surprise at finding that I care too much." He laughed sadly. "Did I care then, too?"

"Yes Ben, you did," she said softly. "If you hadn't, it would have been very easy for you to have let Cain add to what I had already suffered. At that point of time, just thinking of another man touching me was almost too much. I hurt, love, I hurt deeply. It wasn't just one time, but years of it! Night after night. Day after day. The beatings, the rape. It almost destroyed me totally. But you found me, and in giving me time to heal, you gave me back my life. And for that I will be forever grateful."

He kissed her gently. "As am I, sweet thing, for tonight." Now, let me clean you up and deliver you back to the loving arms of your child's father.

And that's what he did.