I woke up feeling cold and with an extremely sore head and a wet sensation on my face. I tried to open my eyes but they seemed to be permanently shut. I took a few deep breaths and moved my hands to my eyes and tried to rub them back to life. I finally managed to open them and looked up to find a horse staring back at me. Apparently he had found me tasty and this had resulted in a wet cheek, where it had been licking me.

I screamed at it hoping to hell it wasn't going to bite me and then stopped moving as my head almost burst with the noise and movement I was making.

"Oh Jesus." I groaned. I thought about shouting to see what had happened to him but I really didn't think my head would stand it. I looked up remembering the horse and slowly backed away from the beast.

"Em…hello." I jumped again at the deep Scottish voice in my ear and looked round expecting to see him there but it wasn't him. A very tall man stood in the doorway of a cottage that looked particularly old. He had long red hair and for some strange reason wore a kilt. I wasn't aware of many Scots who wore kilts on a regular basis.

I noticed behind him was a woman with brown curly hair. Her dress looked torn and tattered.

"Can I be helping ye Miss?" The man asked coming closer. I dragged my body a few paces back, not knowing what to say. "It's all right lassie. I won't harm ye, I promise." He put out his hand and I looked at it as though it was a foreign object.

But I thought he looked ok, not dodgy or anything. At least I thought so; it was all in the eyes. Otherwise I would have run away as I noticed the weapons he carried; he looked rather scary with them.

I sighed and took his hand and he helped me up. "Thanks." I said. I felt a bit wobbly; the alcohol must still be coursing through my veins.

"What's yer name lass?" He asked looking me up and down. There was a particularly scandalous look to his face as he took in my bear legs.

"Kayleigh MacAndrew, and yours…Sir?" I added as an afterthought.

"James Fraser and this is my wife Claire." He replied looking back at the woman.

"Nice to meet you," I nodded at them in courtesy and then said, "I'd better be getting on my way." I had no recollection of what had happened the night before after the buzzing noise, god only knows where Simon was but the best bet was to get back home and probably go to bed.

I was about to turn around and leave when he asked, "Where are ye from Ms MacAndrew?"

"From Inverness Mr Fraser," I adopted his formalism. "Probably best I get back home. My Ma and Da will be wondering where I am."

"Can I asked what yer doing out here by yourself?"

"Oh…em…" I didn't really want to say that I had come out here to have sex with a man who seemed to have disappeared without doing his so called duty he had taken me out to do.

The woman stepped out of the doorway at this point and looked at me and asked, "This may be a stupid question to you but can I ask you what year it is?"

I looked at her, noticing by her voice that she was English, and raised an eyebrow wondering if she had gone nuts but I obliged her by answering, "Em…30th October 2004."

The man looked at her and she nodded, "I know this may come as a shock to you but that isn't the date."

By know I really thought she was bonkers, "And what date do you think it is?" I asked sarcastically.

Mr Fraser replied before she got a chance to, "28th October 1743. Make no mistake about it, that is the year whether ye believe me or not."

"I see and just how is it that I managed to travel back into time over two hundred years ago?"

Claire intervened, "The stones just up there. Did you by any chance hear a loud noise from the rocks?" I nodded suddenly very wary. "Yes I thought so. The truth is that I came through those rocks 6 months ago so my husband is right, you have travelled through time."

"Oh." I whispered and then feinted.

Jamie managed to catch her in time before she landed on her face. "Oh god. What is it with people who time travel always fall into my path." He grinned.

Claire looked at him and then at the girl. "What do you think we should do with her?"

"Well I would think the best thing would be to put her back where she came from but I dinna think she's quite up to that yet aye? As to what I'm no sure." He laid her on the ground. "It dissna look like she will be waking any time soon and by the smell of her breath she's had enough drink to fell an axe. We had better take her home with us aye?"

"Yes maybe but we can't take her home with what she is wearing."

"No but I've no choice Sassenach. I have no clothes to give her save what ye or I wear. She'll just have to wait. Is that her wee purse and shoes?"

"Yes I believe so. Best we put them in the saddle bag." She picked them up and did so.

"Sassenach get on the horse and I'll get her to lean against ye." Claire jumped onto the horse and Jamie picked up the girl and put her on the horse against Claire, putting her arms around her waist. He took hold of the reins and they were off.