I do not own any characters, plots, or anything else pertaining to "Outlander". This chapter is very important for Jamie's character and his overall path in this future time he suddenly finds himself living in. I think it's important for Jamie to find his role (other than loving husband and father) in this time. As always, thanks for following/favoriting and commenting.
Chapter 11
A Complicated Time
Jamie cannae understand why findin a wee job in this time is so difficult. Claire n Breeh had givin him a newspaper to start searchin for a job, bit he donnae kent how to do anythin. "How's the job search going?" Jamie's eyes start liftin towards her, comin into the kitchen. Jamie begins takin off his spectacles n shakin his head. "No good, Sassenach. What the devil is a degree?" Claire starts givin him that bonny smile of hers. "A degree is an official document you receive after completing courses for a particular field of study. I received a Degree in Medicine after I completed the courses and training that was required of me." Jamie begins noddin his head, as Claire starts makin her way over to him.
She wraps her wee arms round his neck, her breathin steady against his skin. "Perhaps, we can hire a tutor that will prepare you for the General Education Development test. It is equivalent to a High School Diploma and after you pass, we can enroll you in a few college courses. After that, you can choose a career that's suitable for you." He begins thinkin about attendin a school in this ghastly time n he kent it winna go well. "No, I dinna wonna a wee stranger teachin mi n I dinna wonna start attendin classes. Ye winna pay for mi." Jamie hears Claire sighin n he kent the lass is seein red. Claire starts unwrappin herself from him n he turns to see her starin at him, anger cloudin her bonny features. She puts her hands on her wee hips n Jamie recognizes that look. He kent he's said a wee bit too much. "In this time, women are permitted to have a career outside the home. There's no shame in me paying for your education. Once you earn a degree of your own, we'll both be able to provide for our family." Jamie still cannae embrace that strange custom in this time n he cannae understand why any honorable man would let his wife go providin for the family.
The more time he spends in this strange time, the more he's understandin why Claire dinnae understand how marriage worked in his time. "Good morning, mama, da, what's going on?" Jamie starts tearin his eyes away from Claire n looks over at Breeh. She should be smilin, beein newly betrothed, bit she's wearin a frown. That thought makes Jamie's heart start twistin. "What are you two fighting about?" Claire starts shakin her head. Jamie goes on sighin."Your mother and I were talkin about findin mi a job. Do ye kent of any?" Bree begins noddin her head. "I just got off the phone with Roger and he said that his assistant has put in their six-month notice. Maybe, I could persuade him into hiring you as a Research Assistant." Jamie starts smilin at his daughter. "Do ye think the lad winna mind mi kent only a wee bit of history?" Breeh begins shakin her bonny red locks. "No, he won't mind, considering you'll have earned your GED and will be attending College Classes. Both are prerequisites of working under him." Jamie starts lookin between Breeh n Claire, feelin like he's headin for a surrender.
He shakes his head. "Ye heard us arguin n now ye joinin yer mother's side?" Breeh starts givin him a smile. "Sorry, da, but I'm on mama's side on this one." Jamie turns to Claire n begins glarin at her. She gives him a devilish grin. "Our daughter has spoken, I'm going to hire a capable tutor and then you will attend College." With that, Claire starts makin her way over to the coffee pot. Jamie starts turnin towards Breeh, who's settlin in next to him. She begins givin him a bright smile. "I wanted to ask if you'd be interested in coming with me to the Photographer's Studio. The Photographer that took the pictures at the Engagement Party called Roger and said that the pictures have been developed and are ready for us to pick up. It will give us some time to talk." His daughter starts pausin n his heart stops beatin for a wee second. Her eyes lock with his n she begins grabbin at his arm restin on the table. "I have something very important to discuss with you, da." The room starts spinnin at her words n he donnae kent what to do. Somethin in her tone is makin him feel a wee bit nervous, bit he begins forcin a smile at his daughter, hopin their talk goes well.
A wee bit later, Breeh starts draggin him towards her deathtrap. He begins sighin, as he settles into this torture device. "Da, why do you always look so uncomfortable, riding in my car?" His eyes begin lockin with his daughter's. "I cannae git used to this strange invention, I'm always feelin like I'm trapped in that ghastly prison I was locked up in. I dinna like bein reminded about that place." Breeh starts givin him a frown n he canna see the guilt reflectin within her eyes. The death trap goes a wee bit too quiet for his taste. "I'm sorry you had to go through all of that, da. I promise, I'll refrain from teasing you about your hatred of cars for the foreseeable future." He begins noddin at her n then gives her a playful glare. "Just like yer mother, bit at least, ye have a bit more restraint n ye kent when ye crossed a line." Breeh starts givin him that blindin smile of hers, as the deathtrap moves forward, n they start towards the shop.