Am fear eile ~Outlander~

~Chapter Fifty~ Skye

Fifty already. Damn. So here is an extra long chapter

"Tis whit ye wanted," Jamie spoke after a long silence.
"Was it?" I tought. Yes it was a few weeks ago. But now, I wasn't so sure.
So I didn't answer and took his hand again as we walked in silence towards it.
The buzzing was there so I knew I could return, but something inside of me stopped me. Jamie walked towards the big stone and touched it.
"This is it?" He asked and I nodded. "Sae whit did ye dae th' lest time?" He asked.
"I don't know, their was a buzzing, just like now, I was curious so I walked towards it," I did the same as then holding mine out mine hands. "And then touched it."
Before mine hand could touch the surface it was pulled down and I was turned around. Only to find his lips searing hot on mine.
"Skye," he said. "Ah stopped ye, ah shouldn't hae dane that. A'm sorry lass, I just wasna ready," he said pressing a kiss on mine wedding ring.
"I know," neither was I.
"Ah mist pairt wi' ye noo," he said. "Ah will be in th' camp 'til th'morra mornin' to make sure yer safe." he didn't want to say a long goodbye. He turned around. "Goodbye, Mò Ghràdh," and with that he walked away.
Leaving me alone with doubt. Yes I wanted to go back to mine own time, to have a hot shower, to travel easy with car and bus.
To see mine parents again, but there was also Ben and I know for sure if I returned back, I was going to be forced in a loveless marriage from mine side, while I had here a loving husband and I loved him.
But I could also stay in Scotland when I was back in 2019, build up a life there.
I weight both options in mine mind and stood up when I made one.

I found him sleeping on the same spot we had been sleeping the day before. I heared him cry in his sleep and mine heart broke, which letted me know I made the right choice.
I loved this rough red haired Highlander man with mine heart.
"On your feet soldier," I said and he shot up. "Bring me home to Lallybroch," I sank down next to him and he sat more up.
Tears still falling from his eyes. He said nothing but pulled me towards him and kissed me like I was the only thing that kept him alive.

We rode towards Lallybroch and at the same time Jamie kept asking me about the future.
"But how?" He asked as he looked up.
"I don't know, but the wings don't flap they keep still." I laughed as I pressed mine cheek against his back. "I love flying, everything is so small and the feeling you're in a different world above the clouds."
"Hmh," he made his traditional Scottish sound. "Howfur auld urr ye?" He asked.
"25," I answered.
"Ah aye thought ye whaur aboot mines age or younger," he confessed.
"Are you upset?" I asked.
"Nah," he laughed. "Technically a'm older, wi' mines 298 year auld," I laughed and so did he.
"So your 23," I calculated and he nodded. Suddenly we stopped on a hill.
"Thare it's," he nodded forward and mine breath stopped.

It was still a few kilometers away but it  looked already beautiful and it was mine new home. He helped me of the horse as we walked further.
His face hardend and I knew he was thinking about the last time he was here.
We rode towards it. "Jamie, it's behind you now," I spoke.
"Thare is a rumor, Dougal tellt me afterwards. That Randall git Jenny a bastard bairn," he looked at me with a sad look.
"It's rumors," I tried to comfort him and he nodded.
"Aye," we continued our journey and as soon we stepped to the arched entrance Jamie looked up to see his Clan wapen, only to froze again.
I walked towards a small boy and sat down next to him. "Hello, I'm Greer," I heared Jamie walking again. "Are you playing?"
The boy nodded with a smile and he was no older than 4 years old and he had the signature Fraser features on his face.
"Jamie?" A woman's voice asked and I looked up.
A small woman a few years older than me walked out. She had dark brown hair almost black but there was no mistake that this was Jenny, Jamie's sister.
"Jenny," I heared mine Jamie say and she dropped the basket running towards him to embrace him tightly, both where crying from what I heared and I couldn't judge them. They have been apart for 5 years.
The young boy, apparently also called Jamie, stood up and ran towards his mother. Jamie looked at him.
"This is mines wee Jamie. This is yer uncle, mo chridhe. Th' yin ye'r named efter," Jenny said and I saw mine Jamie' face harden.
"Why?" He asked and I looked him only to see he was holding his anger in. "How come wid yo name him efter me?"
"Whit's wrong, a graidh? urr ye ill?" Jenny asked worried but Jamie didn't answer.
"Dae ye nae think a've suffered enough fur whit ah let happen that day?" he asked and looked at his nephew. "Ye mist name Randall's bastard efter me," I decided to step closer in case something went wrong. "To be a reproach as lang as ah live?'
"Randall's bastard?" Jenny repeated also with anger in her voice. "Jack Randall ye mean? The Redcoat captain?" There was a silence and Jenny than bowed towards Wee Jamie. "Go find Mrs Crook, my wee lamb." And he ran off. "Correct me, brother, if a'm wrong, bit ah hae a pure tough impression ye'r saying that ah played th' whore tae captain Randall?"
"A'd rather wis deid in mah kist tae see mah sister brought tae sic...." Jamie couldn't find his words "'n' tae wham his this yin?" he nodded at her pregnant belly. "Tae hae ye ruin yersel' fur me wis a pity enough, bit.." He walked around her. "Anither yin wi' na faither tae gie him a name? we shouldn't hae come." He walked towards the horse again.
"Jamie. perhaps we should all go inside" I started but Jenny cut me of.
"Tell that trollop tae keep her hooter oot o' mines business." She holded her finger up and I looked shocked at her.
"She's mah guidwife 'n' ye'll speak o' her wi' respect," Jamie defened me and walked over to her.
"Jamie please," I tried to calm him. "This will not solve anything." But he ignored me and turned around again only for Jenny to stop him.
"Dae ah hae tae dae whit ah did whin we wur bairns? grab ye by th' balls tae mak' ye staun aye 'n' listen tae me?" she threatend and I knew that in the near future I shouldn't mess with her.
"Are ye trying tae pity me in front o' mah own wife?" since Jenny was a head shorter than him he bended until her lenght.
"We'll if she is yer guidwife. Ah imagine she's mair kenspeckle wi' yer balls than ah am." she fired back. "Dinnae test me brother," Jamie gave up.
Another man walked into the archway, his right leg was missing and replaced with a wooden leg, he was around the same age as mine, with also brown hair.
"Who's father of this bairn?" Jamie asked again.
"Ah," The man answered and Jamie turned around. "'n' a'm wee Jamie' faither as weel,"
"Ian?" Jamie asked happy and I looked from him to Ian.
"Yer brother-in-law," Jenny spoke but she turned her face away when Jamie looked at her.
But than he decided to hug Ian and when he letted me go he looked at me. "And this is?"
'The trollop. Otherwise known as Greer Fraser," I introduced myself and Ian smiled widely and welcoming at me as Jamie walked to Jenny.
"Jenny, A'm sorry," He started but she shutted him up and walked back inside.
So much for a warm welcome home.