Chapter One

16 April 1746 – Culloden

"Creag an tuire," Jamie shouted while running after the redcoat and swung the sword in the air. He wasn't sure why things seemed odd when he thought about a strange man with dark hair, who called himself "the Doctor", but that didn't matter anymore. He chased the redcoat up and over a hill when he stopped short and looked at the troop of redcoats that were waiting for him.

"Well, look at what we have here," one of the redcoats said and Jamie growled at him.

"Ye'll never take me alive!" Jamie shouted then grunted after one of the redcoats hit him on the back of the head with the butt of his rifle and collapsed to the ground, closing his eyes.

24 May 1750

Standing in front of the barred window of his cell, Jamie looked out at the gray sky and blinked. Having spent the last four years in prison, he often wondered about his laird and Kirsty as he wrapped his fingers around the bars and sighed.

"Oi, what are you doing?" a voice asked when he turned and looked at the door to his cell.

"Just looking out the window," Jamie said as he walked to the door and the guard glared at him.

"Step away from the door," the guard shouted and Jamie backed up toward the wooden cot that was his bed. The keys rattled as the guard unlocked the door and walked into the cell. The cell consisted of four stone walls, a small, barred window, the wooden cot, a wooden stool and a wooden table. There was also a candle sitting in a pewter dish and a small bible on the table. "Show your wrists."

Jamie held his arms up as the guard walked closer and placed the iron shackles on Jamie's wrists. The iron shackles had a chain that connected them and the guard pulled on the chain, leading Jamie out of the cell. Several other Jacobite Highlander prisoners stood in the hallway as the guards led them down the hallway and the torches flickers on the wall. Jamie looked at his feet as they moved along then stopped at the stairs and the guards half pushed them down the stairs. For Jamie, this was a typical morning as they came to the main floor of the prison and the guards lined them up, forming three lines of one hundred men each.

"Eyes up!" the guard said as they looked up at the small balcony and the warden looked down at them. He was a tall man with black hair, which was slicked back, and hard blue eyes. He wore the uniform of the British Army and he had his hands behind his back.

"Good morning," Warden Simon Greggs said with a nod of his head. The prisoners grumbled a good morning in return as he placed his hands on the balcony railing and sighed. "It has come to my attention that someone has been breaking into the stores and stealing food."

"If ye would feed us more than crumbs, we wouldnae have tae steal it!" one of the prisoners shouted and the others grumbled in agreement.

"Yes, well, if the guilty party, or parties, do not come forward in the next ten minutes, no one will be fed," Greggs said and the prisoners muttered to themselves. Jamie knew that he was serious for this was not the first time they went without food since his four years at the prison. No one moved as the ten minutes passed and Greggs sighed, looking down at his feet. "Right, since no one has come forward, no one will have any food until tomorrow."

The prisoners shouted curses as Greggs walked away and the guards pushed or shoved any of the prisoners that tried anything. Feeling his stomach tightening, Jamie shrugged as the guard let him toward the door leading outside and he went to work in one of the many rock pits that surrounded the prison.

The carriage moved down the bumpy dirt road as Erica Greggs looked out the window and watched the lush scenery going by. Being the daughter of Lord Simon Greggs did have it perks as she smiled and looked over at Bethanna, her nanny. Bethanna Cromwell was a tall, slender woman with long black hair and deep green eyes. Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun while thin wire framed glasses were perched on the end of her straight nose. Her long face was pinched and Erica scolded herself for thinking Bethanna as plain looking. The one thing that did annoy Erica was the fact that Bethanna was reading her bible, something Erica thought she read too much for one's own good. Bethanna was dressed in a black dress, which was buttoned up to her chin, and black shoes with white buckles. She reminded Erica of one of her many tutors and she balled her hand on her lap.

"I don't understand why Father insists that I have a nanny. I AM seventeen years old, for Heaven's sake!" she thought as she sat up straighter and smoothed out the skirt of her dress. The carriage moved along while she sighed and thought about seeing her father after so long. He had left her in a boarding school in France since her mother died when she was seven years old and she was shocked to learn that he was a warden in a prison sitting somewhere in the Scottish Highlands.

"It's unthinkable," she said softly and Bethanna looked across her bible at her.

"What is?" she asked.

"I still don't understand why Father took this commission. He is a general of the British Army, for Heaven's sake."

"Your father went where they thought he would do the most good."

"But he's out here in the middle of nowhere with those…those…those people," she said as she waved a hand in dismissal and frowned.

"All the more reason for us to turn around and go back to the inn," Bethanna said as she looked out the window and sighed. "We could send word to him to come see us there."

"No, he would just send word that he's busy and cannot see us," Erica said and pouted. She watched the lush landscape go by as she leaned against the side of the carriage and Bethanna sighed, going back to reading her bible.

His stomach protested as Jamie half staggered back toward the prison and the chain that connected the iron shackles from his wrists to his ankles thumped against his legs. Many of the other prisoners had collapsed from hunger during his shift and were beaten bloody by the guards, who forced the fallen ones back on their feet. He had heard rumblings of payback as he walked along when he heard something and looked to his left. The carriage stopped at the large iron door while the guards stopped the prisoners and Jamie noticed the large mud puddle between the carriage and the large iron door. The door opened while Erica looked out at the guards and Jamie felt his heart leap in his chest. Her long black hair was braided down her back as her blue eyes shined and her face looked like well sculpted china. She had a small nose and sweet full lips and a slight blushed moved across her round cheeks.

"Excuse me, can we have some help?" she asked as Jamie took two steps and the guard grabbed onto the back of his shirt, pulling him backward. "Here, don't do that!"

"Miss, don't make a fuss," Bethanna said as she appeared in the doorway and Erica looked at her.

"But he was going to fall."

"He is a prisoner. He's not supposed to come over here."

"Oh, please, he doesn't look dangerous," she said as Jamie smiled at her and her cheeks grew darker.

"Move along!" the guard said as he shoved Jamie forward and Jamie fell to his knees.

"That will be enough!" Erica said as she got out of the carriage, the hem of her dress splashing in the muddy water, and she stormed over to the guard. "What is your name?"

"I'm Sergeant Mullins, Miss," Sergeant Mullins said, giving her a little bow.

"Well, Sergeant Mullins, I want you to leave that man alone or my father will hear about it," she said and Sergeant Mullins frowned.

"And who is your father?"

"My father is Warden Simon Greggs," she said as Sergeant Mullins frowned and nodded. Erica walked to Jamie when she held her hand out and he looked up at her. "Are you alright?"

"Aye, Miss, I'm fine," Jamie said as he stood up and slightly smiled at her. She watched as Jamie walked inside the prison when Bethanna walked toward her and Erica looked at the large iron door.

"You father is NOT going to be pleased," she said as she took Erica by the elbow and walked toward the large iron door, going inside the prison.

Sergeant Mullins led Jamie down the hallway when he opened the cell door and shoved Jamie inside the cell. Jamie turned around while Sergeant Mullins and two other guards walked inside the cell and Jamie headed toward the wall, trying to find something to defend himself.

"You think you're something special, eh?" Sergeant Mullins asked as he walked closer and Jamie locked eyes with him.

"No," Jamie said, shaking his head.

"Well, that lass thought you were something special," he growled and Jamie balled his hands into fists. "Tell you what, Mate. If I get flack from this, you are dead! I'll personally take you out and flog you bloody!"

Before Jamie could move, Sergeant Mullins punched Jamie in the stomach as Jamie grunted and folded his arms across his stomach. One of the other guards punched Jamie in the face as blood exploded from Jamie's lip and Jamie fell to his knees. Jamie's head snapped to the right when one of the guards punched him in the face again and blood rolled out of his nose then down his face. The other guard kicked Jamie in the ribs as Jamie screamed then looked up at Sergeant Mullins and Sergeant Mullins smacked the knuckles of his left hand into his right hand, smiling at Jamie.

The door opened as Adric walked into the room and saw the Doctor under the console, working on a circuit board which had shorted out. The Doctor's feet were sticking out from under the console as Adric walked closer then stopped and knelt down next to the Doctor's legs. Adric, Nyssa and Tegan had worried about the Doctor since his regeneration went wrong but he assured them he was alright and Adric watched the Doctor working on the console.

"Need any help?" Adric said while the Doctor removed one of the burned out circuits then sighed, looking at it.

"No thank you, Jamie," he said.

"Who's Jamie?" Adric said when the Doctor looked up and brushed some of his blonde hair out of his eyes.

"Oh, Adric, I'm sorry," the Doctor said then carefully stood up and headed for the door. Adric watched him leave the room then folded his arms over his chest and pouted.

"Who's Jamie?" he asked again then went to catch up with the Doctor and the rotor moved up and down on the console.