Outlander Love Woven In Time

"Shutting the door on the past was the hardest thing I have ever done! You asked me to leave behind everything that every truly mattered to me, and I did. I left behind my heart on the bloody moor in Scotland! I am not going through that again!"

Leaving the past in the past was the headrest thing the Claire has ever done. Her love for Jamie though, never died. Now, upon hearing that he is alive, Claire, prepares to make her journey back to the past which she so long ago shut out.


2. ~ Returning to Jamie ~

{Claire P.O.V.}

I began at once to make preparations for my journey back through the stones. I wanted Brianna to come with me so she could finally meet her father. But sadly, she wished to go back to Boston for school. Although I was deeply saddened that she wished not to come with me, I wasn't going to force or make her come with me. I at least would bring several photographs so Jamie could see what his daughter looked like. I also made sure to pack certain medications that were common in the 18th century. It was intention that once I went though the stones, I was never going to return. I spent several days putting my affairs in order and selling anything that I no longer needed. I knew the hardest part was yet to come, saying goodbye to my daughter. Brianna had said that one day she would come through the stones so she could meet her father. This reassured me greatly.

Finally my long awaited day came. I woke early and dressed in the closet dress I could find that was similar to the 18 century fashion. After a rushed breakfast, I made my way to Craigh na Dun. I marched slowly up the hill, like someone in a parade and stood before the stones. My gateway to my love. I waited for Brianna to come and say goodbye, but there was no sign of my daughter. I knew that I couldn't wait any longer. I reached out my hand for the stone when I heard the sound of an approaching car. I turned with a jerk and saw that Bree had come. She walked up to me and pulled me into a tight embrace.

"I feared that you wouldn't come." I said.

"I'm sorry I was late." Brianna said softly. "I had to pick something up on the way." She produced from her coat pocket a gold chain pocket watch. "This is for my father. I thought that he would love to have something from me. Will you give it to him?"

"Of course I will Bree." I sighed and took one last look at her. "Now I'm almost sad to leave if it means that I'll never see you again. Bree, there is so much I wished to teach you and so much more I wished to tell. But I know that's never going to happen now."

"Mom I thought you were going to say that. So..." She unbuttoned her long coat to reveal a brown highland dress.

"Have you changed your mind? Are you coming?" I asked confused.

"Mother, I have thought day and night about what I was going say to you. I want to meet my real father. I want to know him and love him. But I'm afraid that once I go though, I won't be able to come back. I'm afraid that I won't want to come back. There is so much here, in this time for me."

"Bree, I had that same fear that I wouldn't be able to come back. That's all I thought about during my first few months among strangers and Highlander's. There were only a few people that I could turn to. That I could talk to. Your father was one of them. But don't worry, you will always be able to come back."

"In all honesty mom, I only wore this damn uncomfortable dress to make sure you went through those stones. But now I'm half tempted to go with you."

"Then come."

She thought for a moment and looked at the ground. I couldn't help but be reminded of Jamie. "Alright I'll come," she said at last. "But only of a little bit. Besides since I have damn dress on I might as well."

Together we went into the circle of stones and reached our hands out to them.

~Edinburgh 1766~

{Jamie's POV}

I sat at the small desk in the back of my printing shop in Edinburgh. I was going over the books and settling the accounts of both my businesses. Apart from printing I also smuggled wine and other fine liquors into Scotland. It was all I cloud do now. I had nothing else in my life. Since Claire went back to her own time, my life was empty. I had served time in prison and also as an indentured servant in England. For twenty years I carried on not knowing what would happen next. My sister had tried to find me a good wife to be a companion in my loneliness. But no one could fill the void I had in my heart. I was content knowing that my wife and child were safe somewhere in the future.

I heard the door open and I thought that it was my colleague arriving to help me with deliver the orders. I didn't turn to face him but kept my head down and in the books.

"It's about time ye got here Geordie!! Your an hour late!" I called out laughing and teasing him like I always did. "What do ye have to say for yourself?"

"On your feet soldier." A gentle voice replied.

I lifted my head slightly. I knew that voice so well. That sweet voice that always had the right words at the right time. The voice that I missed and longed for for twenty years. I rose unsteadily to my feet and turned. There she was, standing right in front of me. For a moment, I thought it was the strong port I had just sampled that was causing this illusion. But I knew there wasn't a  port or wine of any kind to make me see things. She was real. Claire was here.

"Claire?" I said softly. "Your real? Your here?"

"Yes, I'm real Jamie. I've come back." She took a step forward towards me. It was then that I felt  weak and dizzy. My legs began to cave out from beneath me. The last thing I remember was hitting my head on the table and the sound of glass knocking over as I fell to floor and passed out.

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