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Chapter 17
Chaos
Jamie's sittin at the bar with all the lads. He's feelin a wee bit outta place, bein here with his future son-in-law. Roger's orderin a round of drinks n is singin' tunes he dinna recognize. He starts sippin his whiskey, missin the taste of good ole' Scottish Ale. Someone starts slappin him on the back n he nearly goes knockin them out. "Whoa…Jamie. I didn't mean any harm." Roger says with his wee hands, like he's surrenderin in battle. "Sorry, lad. I'm not used to beein in a bar where I dinna have to go watchin mi back." Roger starts givin him a sheepish grin. "Don't worry about it. I just was checking-in to see if you're enjoying yourself?" Jamie starts noddin' his head. "Aye." Roger goes on smilin n Jamie starts smirkin in return. "Can I get you another whisky?" asks the lad. He goes shakin his head. "I could go for one more." Roger starts slappin him on the shoulder n goes lookin at the bartender. "One whiskey on the rocks for my future father-in-law." While the bartender is gettin to work on the whiskey, Jamie goes watchin Roger down three wee glasses.
Jamie kent that cannae git ye drunk, bit the lad nearly goes collidin to the floor. "Here you go, buddy." He starts takin' his eyes away from Roger n goes givin the bartender a nod. Jamie suddenly starts hearin a loud crashin noise n a wee bit of scuffling from behind. He starts turnin to see, when a burly man goes knockin Roger to the floor. The lad goes starin up at the man, lookin like a scared wee boy. Jamie starts standin up from the stool, when the man goes givin Roger a stern look. "Don't disrespect my wife again or you'll have to deal with me and my boys here." The man starts puttin his foot on Roger's chest. "Now, I suggest you leave this bar with your buddies before you cause any more trouble for yourself." The lad starts shakin his head n goes standin up. Jamie's kent what's happenin next, bein in many a bar fights. He starts makin his way over to the lad. "I wasn't looking at your wife. I'm getting married." He then goes tunin n pointn towards him. "to that man's daughter. You can't force me to leave, it's my bachelor party." Roger is starin the man straight in the eye n then everythin starts goin to chaos.
Jamie starts runnin into the center of the fightin lads, to git to his future son-in-law. He kent Bree would go blamin him fer gettin Roger hurt, so he starts tryin to fight the man off the poor lad. He's lyin against the bar takin' quite a beatin. Jamie starts pullin him back n gits him to go facin him. "Don't get involved, old man." He goes packin a punch, no listenin to the coward, n he goes flyin back. Before he canna git his bearins, Jamie goes throwin' a few more punches, knockin the man out cold. "Police, everyone freeze." He starts liftin' his head n goes turnin towards the officers. "Who started this fight?" asks one of the officers. Jamie stands frozen in place, prayin he dinna go gettin arrested. He canna only imagine how his wife winna go reactin to all of this. The wee bar is silent fer a few minutes before the officer starts speakin out again. "Alright, if nobody wants to take responsibility for this mess, you're all going to be put into police custody. Last call, before we lock you away for the night." Jamie goes lookin round the room n kent no lad winna go takin' the blame.
He starts watchin the officers cuffin the men in the room n kent Claire winna be killin him tonight. Her wild temper getting the best of her. As one of the officers, begin cuffin him n escortin him out, he cannae imagine it bein any worse than his time at Ardsmuir Prison. Jamie starts bein dragged out of the bar n towards the ghastly deathtrap at the curb. "You have no reason to take me into custody." He kent the voice as Roger's, bit cannae go turnin his head. "Yes, we did. None of you took responsibility for the fight, so you all get punished." A moment goes tickin by, before Jamie starts hearin the lad's voice again. "We were just having fun, it's my bachelor party. Can't you make an exception?" The officer begins puttin Jamie in the backseat, as he goes hearin the other officer start laughin. "I'm sorry son, even at your bachelor party, the law is the law." With that, the officer in charge of him, goes slammin the door.
The deathtrap starts movin forward n the officer goes takin' them somewhere on the other side of city. Jamie is startin to hate how these handcuffs are a wee bit too tight for his taste. The metal is bearin into his skin n it's drivin him crazy. When the deathtrap stops movin, Jamie goes' knockin into the metal cage in front of him. The officer starts openin the door n pullin him out of the ghastly machine. They go leadin him into the buildin n then start loadin him into a cage. Jamie kent he's in a wee bit of trouble now. He goes spendin the next few hours, sittin against the prison wall. Jamie hates sittin in a prison, bein caged like an animal. It starts remindin him of The Red Coats beatin n executin many of his countrymen. Jamie goes shakin his head, tryin to git the images of brave men meetin their fate, outta his mind. "Jamie." He starts turnin towards the cell, no recognizin the voice callin out his name.
Jamie's surprised to see Claire's friend Joe standin there. He begins gettin up from the floor n walkin towards the man. "What are ye doin here?" Joe goes givin him a smile. "Roger spilled his guts to the police and they allowed him to make a phone call. He called Bree, but she was a little…busy." He starts lookin at the man in confusion. "What do ye mean by busy?" Joe goes shakin his head. "Lady Jane is going to kill me, but I think you have a right to know, what she's been up to." Jamie goes on waitin a few moments, wonderin why the man's no tellin him right away. "Apparently, Claire had a little bit too much to drink, and ended up dancing on top of the bar. Bree told me that she lost her balance and fell, breaking her arm." Jamie's eyes go widenin at Joe's words, as he begins tryin to imagine his Sassenach, dancin on top of the bar. "And Breeh?" Joe goes shakin his head with a wee smile. "She's passed out drunk at home. I made sure she got there, before getting the call to come here and break you two out." Jamie starts noddin at Joe's words, takin them all in. He kent his daughter is safe n that he needs to be sittin by Claire's side, even if she goes throwin him out of her room.