Jo was silent as she rode on the horse with Ben behind Jamie and Claire and days and nights went by as they rode. She could silently see Claire wrapping her head around the whole time traveling stuff, Jo just found herself...coming to terms better, compartmentalizing better she guessed. She really wasn't 100 percent sure why she was handling it better, maybe she was just so used to be heavily exposed to this type of theory and fiction in the 21st century. "Pretty surroundings, but what I wouldn't give for a radio right now," Jo grumbled to herself, Ben just hearing her speak and looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
"You are very...grumpy," Ben commented bemused which made Jo roll her eyes.
"If you were me, you'd be the same," Jo replies, shaking her head.
"Yes, thankfully Claire might have enough sunshine for the both of you." He quipped with a wide grin, Jo looking back at him and chuckling before turning back around.
"I know this place." Jo suddenly heard Claire say, the woman raising an eyebrow at her words and even Claire's words got Ben's attention and curiosity.
"Been through here before have ye?" Jamie hummed, Jo following Claire's gaze to a rocky mountain or hill in the distance. The young woman frowning at the sight, she felt like she had been told about that before, what it was.
"Yes." Claire quietly said. "I recognize that rock. The one that looks like a cock's tail? It has a name." She started to tell him, Jo listening to Claire and Jamie quietly.
"Clach a' Choillich." She hears Jamie say in gaelic, Jo knowing it translated to Cocknammon Rock and she actually...didn't know much about it, surprisingly. "The Cocknammon Rock." He translates for Claire when she frowned and Jo observes the rock in the distance. It would definitely make for a good vantage point.
"The English, they use it for ambushes!" Claire exclaims before explaining further. "They could be lying in wait right now." She warns them, Jo humming and nodding in agreement which made Jamie and Claire glance back at her.
"I can see why they'd used it, good cover and you have the high ground. No one would see you coming." Jo commented, Jamie nodding when he looks back at her for a moment.
"You're right, it is. It's a bonnie place for an ambush right enough." Jamie breathed, clicking his tongue and nudging his horse forward. "Dougal." He called to the man, Jo looking at Ben.
"Go forward, I wanna hear." She nodded forward, Ben sighing but complying and moving their horse forward to listen.
"I don't know why I'm doing this," Ben muttered, Jo just shooting him a wide smirk.
"Dougal. Dougal." Jamie called again in a low tone to the white-bearded man before he spoke to him in Gaelic. Jo sucking in a sharp breath while Ben frowned when she recognized what he was saying. Jo bit her tongue as Dougal looked at the rock before replying to Jamie in gaelic as well. She knew they were doing this because Claire couldn't understand it, but were they forgetting she could? She watched Jamie looking at Claire and nod before speaking more gaelic.
"Now, you'll be telling me exactly how and why you come to know there's an ambush up ahead?" Dougal demanded from Claire, eyeing Jo as well which didn't surprise her one bit.
"I don't know, but I've heard the redcoats use Cocknammon..." Claire started to say but Dougal quickly interceeded.
"Where did you hear?"
"She heard at a tavern in the village, you know British once they had enough to drink they can't keep their mouths shut." Jo cut in and smoothly lied to Dougal who looked back at her and narrowed his eyes. "I'm telling the truth, you know that's exactly what they're like." She shrugged, Claire holding her breath but internally thankful for Jo's quick thinking. When Dougal seemed to accept the answer Claire finally let out a breath while Jo went quiet as Dougal looked back at the rock before shouting in gaelic and waving his hand. Suddenly, both Claire and Jo were shoved off their horses by Ben and Jamie. Jo landed on the ground with an 'oof' before looking up at Ben offended. "Dude! Way to get to a girl's heart!" Jo shouted at him.
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Out of Time|Outlander.
Historical FictionJosephine "Jo" Weaver was born in January of 1999 in Georgia. Nineteen years later in early 2018 when she visits Inverness, Scotland, alone, she finds herself observing a druid tradition and eventually finds herself in 18th century Scotland Highland...