I woke up lying next to the center stone of Clava Cairns. Nicky was next to me still passed out. I sat up slowly, "What the hell had just happened?"

I looked around nothing seemed different but something defiantly happened when we touched the stones. Leaning over I gently shook Nicky.

"Hey Nicky are you alright? Nicky wake up," I said as my voice slowly rose in concern.

"Ten more minutes," she grumbled.

"Really Nicky, wake up we are in Scotland at the stones remember." She slowly started to blink her eyes.

Sitting up Nicky looked around and stated, "Huh I had the weirdest dream that we had travelled back in time to 1745 Scotland."

"Can we just talk about how we both passed out at the same time?"

"We must have been so excited and tired," she said with a shrug and started to get up, clearly she was not as freaked out about the event as I was. She reached her hand out to help me stand up. "Well should we make our way to the camping site?"

"Sure. If you don't mind I'm going to put on my headphones and calm down. You lead on and I'll follow."

"Go ahead. Just pay attention this time and try not to run into my back."

"It is not my fault I got completely distracted by the guy in the kilt."

"Well he was extremely attractive."

With that I put on my headphones and started listening to the sweet tunes of the Zach Brown Band. Nicky led us down the opposite side of the hill taking out her compass and getting a general direction of the camp site. On the far side of the meadow next to the Cairns the land started to rise, from then on the compass took us through rolling Scottish hills.

Every once and a while I would stop and take photos of the Scottish country side with my new Canon digital camera that I had gotten from my folks for graduation. About one hour into the hike I stopped to take a picture of a creek running through the hills. Nicky had kept on walking and disappeared over the peak of the hill. Taking the picture I picked up my pace to catch up with Nicky. As I reached the top of the hill I looked down at my iPod and switched artist to the Neon Trees. I looked up as the song started to play and ran straight into Nicky's back.

"Shit. I am so sorry Nicky. I thought you would be farther down the hill by now."

"Um Cat take off your headphones and look."

Peeking around Nicky's shoulders I saw two bearded young men in kilts holding what looked to be rifles pointed right at us.