Time is Relative

by shipsinlove3

Brianna is living her life in Boston nearly two years after Claire went back through the stones, when she gets an unexpected call from an old family friend, who tells her that Claire is back in the 20th century. The only problem is that her mother is in the hospital and her 18th century father is somewhere in Boston during her time. Will Bree find out why her parents are back?

6. Home

I do not own any characters, plots, or anything else pertaining to "Outlander". This chapter will definitely be an emotional one, so I hope you have a box of tissues nearby. I also want to thank everyone for supporting this fanfiction, especially those of you, who have taken the time to comment. It helps me know how I'm doing as a writer. As always, thanks for reading.

Chapter 6

Home

Jamie still cannae git used to this damned death trap. The 20th century is a monstrous time, but with his lassies by his side, he will git used to it. Breeh comes to a stop n he braces against her seat. Claire turns with a devilish look on her face. "Not faring well back there, soldier?" Jamie gives his head a shake n winna give her the satisfaction. He hears her melodious laugh n follows his lassies out of the death trap. He stops, cause he feels a wee bit sick, the death trap remindin him of bein away at sea in rough waters. "Hurry, da, I have something to show you and mama." He gives his daughter a nod n slowly slithers up the walk like a wee snail.

When he reaches the top n walks thru the threshold, Claire n Breeh's wee footsteps can be heard above. Jamie looks up to where the racket is comin from n shakes his head. Those two will surely be the death of him. He stands stock still for a bit, waitin for them to come down. Jamie dinna kent what to do in this ghastly time. Suddenly, Claire n Breeh come gallopin down the stairs like a couple of wild horses. "Come on, da, we're having movie night." His brow creases. "What the devil is a movie?" Breeh gives him a bonny smile. "You'll see, come sit down between me and mama." He starts towards the couch n begins settlin in the chair. Claire gits up from the couch n starts foolin around with a monstrous object. He dinna kent what she's doin, but he hopes she donnae burn down the house. She starts pressin something n a bright light appears. "What is it?" Breeh starts shakin her head at him. "It's called a projector and it displays moving pictures." He turns to Claire, who's givin him a smile. "Do you remember when I showed you those pictures of Bree when I first came back to you?" Jamie begins noddin. "Aye." Her smile is stretchin wider. "Well, it's a lot like that, but the pictures are in motion." Claire gits a round spool n places it on the monstrous machine.

A picture starts appearin n he cannae take his eyes off it. His beatin heart warms at the sight of his two lassies together. Claire standin on one side of Breeh, her wee hands grabbin at the pastry sittin in front of her. "This was my fifth birthday, mama made me a special cake with candy on top." Claire starts noddin her head n smilin sweetly. "I certainly never made that mistake again, you were bouncing off the walls all night afterwards." Jamie hears Breeh laugh n it's remindin him that he wannae there for any of it. A wee bit of guilt starts invadin his body at the thought. "Jamie, are you okay?" He begins noddin at her. "I'm fine, Sassenach." Her eyes donnae leave his, til he turns back to the movin pictures. His heart starts clenchin, when he sees Randall. Lord, he dinna prepare himself for this. Seein that man with his family. His daughter n his wife.

Jamie cannae take any more of it, so he shoots off the couch, like a cannon n leaves the room. He starts makin his way over to the kitchen, feelin like a coward. He kent Frank was takin care of his family, but seein it is a different matter. Jamie starts settlin in a chair at the table, thinkin bout how much time was wasted, separatin them by two hundred years. "Da." He turns to see Breeh walkin into the kitchen with a look of guilt on her face. "I'm sorry." His daughter starts makin her way towards him n sits in the chair across. "It's no ye fault, Breeh." She starts noddin her head, remindin him of her mother, tryin her hand at understandin him. "I know it can't be easy seeing me and mama without you." Breeh grabs his hand n starts givin him a sad smile. "I wish you could have been there with us, but we can't change that now. My intention tonight wasn't to remind you that you missed out on everything, it was to share my memories with you, before we make new ones together." Breeh begins squeezing his hand n he cannae help the tears in his eyes. "Ye wise beyond ye years." She gives him a smile rivalin the brightness of the sun n starts leadin him back into the room.

Jamie squeezes between Claire n Breeh, avoidin Claire's watchful eyes. He kent that she's worried bout him, but he's goin to try n git thru watchin the movin pictures for Breeh. His eyes start lookin at the pictures n he sees his wee daughter playin in a box. "What is she sittin in?" Breeh starts laughin. "That's a sandbox, da. Mama used to take me to the park to play every Saturday afternoon." Jamie begins noddin, watchin Breeh playin with her wee toys. He cannae git over how much she resembles his ma n himself at that age. "She used to play there for hours, completely content being alone. Other mothers informed me that I should have been concerned, but I knew there was nothing wrong with Brianna." She gives Breeh a wide smile. "I liked the silence because I used to hear your voice in those moments." His daughter looks right at him n he's suddenly chilled to the bone. "Mi voice?" Breeh starts noddin at him. "I've never told this to anyone, not even mama, but your voice would fill my ears and I'd listen closely. Sometimes, if I was having a hard day or I really needed someone to talk to about my parents fighting, you'd whisper that everything was going to be okay. You see, da, even when you weren't physically with us, you were still there. Back then, I thought you were just my funny Scottish friend, but now I know it was you. When I got old enough, you stopped coming, but I could still feel your presence, watching over and protecting me." Jamie feels the tears streamin down his cheeks, as he starts embracin his daughter. Claire begins wrappin her arms around him n the three sit like that for Lord knows how long. "I love you, da." Jamie places a tiny kiss on her forehead. "I love you too, always, mi nighean." He feels Breeh clutchin to him tighter n then hears Claire's whisper fill the room. "I love you both and I'm glad we're finally home." Jamie starts smilin n is thankful to the good Lord for bringin Claire n Breeh into his life.