Air ais ~Outlander~

《Sixteen》Skye

I had given Jenny tips to lower Jamie's fever, during mine time away, I had immersed myself in natural medicine. Just in case I did go back.
She followed the tips as quick as she could, but when she took a bottle of lavenderoil I stopped her.
"Whit?" She asked confused.
"I don't know if he still has it, but he doesn't react well on that smell," I nodded at his left hand that still had the scar from the nail.
"Ohh," she placed the bottle down. "Whit kin ah uise then?"
"Momma used always apple vinegar whin I had a fever," Eilidh sat in front of Jamie.
"Ah dae hae a boattle o' that." She raised from the ground.
"I'll will follow you," I looked at Jamie. "Stay here and call out when somethings changes." Eilidh nodded and I followed Jenny towards the kitchen.

I came back and I saw that Eilidh sat on the edge of the couch, Jamie was awake and held with his good hand hers.
"Sorry that ah hurted ye aswell m' annsachd," he sounded hoarsed and I saw Eilidh hesitated a bit.
"Ye didn't hurt me Da," she said softly. "But ye made momma cry and I hated ye fae that."
I saw him take a deep breath. "Yer a wise lassie fur yer age Eilidh,"
"A little to wise, I wonder from who she has that," I walked in with the bowl where cloths where soaking in. "Eilidh would you sat this on the table and then please leave for a moment?"
She nodded and sat the bowl down. To mine suprise and that of Jamie, she pressed a kiss on his forehead and left.
"Is she pure ten?" Jamie asked me and I looked at him.
"According to this times math she is twelve," wrung out a cloth. "But yes she is ten," I laid it on his forehead and I saw him sigh from the cold. "I told Jenny and Ian the truth,"
His eyes sprung open. "Whit did thay say?"
"Nothing much, only that it explained a lot. Jenny had heared you call me Skye a few time, so there was not much to hide left." I took another cloath and wrung that also out. "And how was I going to explain that Eilidh is ten years old when I left for you guys twelve years ago."
Carefully I lifted the blanket and laid the cloths on his stomach. "Ah dhia, that is cauld Skye," I smirked and I saw him opening his eyes again. "Ye cuid better chib me wi' a claymore in anger than daein' this toture,"
"I have no idea what you just said, but this not toture, this is helping," I sat laid the cloths around his feets. "I'm not angry anymore Jamie, I'm a little bit pissed," I admitted. "But not enough to kill a sick man, no matter what he did,"
"Ah'ament sick," he protested.
"Your boiling up with fever, you have been shot in your arm and your drunk aswell." I stood up but he grabbed mine arm.
¨Bit ah meant everything ah said. A'm truely sorry," he closed his eyes and started to snore.
"Yeah that was totally believable," I rolled mine eyes with a smile and pressed a kiss on his forehead. "I'll never leave you again," I stood up and picked up the bowl to put in new cloths to soak in for when the old one where dried out from the heat.
It was a bit hypocrite to be mad at him for his choice to move on after I was gone. And what I heared from Jenny was that Jamie was almost like a ghost when he came back from Culloden and had a hard time coping with the fact that I was gone.
I had something to continue to live for. His child. Our child. But he had nothing and to be honest I hadn't lived as a non aswell. I had hooked up with some men, although it always stayed on the second base and not further,  but never planned to replace Jamie.
I looked at him and saw that even due the fever he slept with a small smile on his face. There was a small place next to  him on the couch and I climbed over him to lay next to him on mine side.
His good arm naturally laid around me and he pressed me closer to his burning  body, which made me dress soaked within a minute of the sweat.
I was tempted to take it of but since we where in the living room and anybody could walk in. It didn't seemed like a good idea.
Mine hand wandered to the cloth on his belly and I felt that it was already warming up from the heat.
I wanted to remove my hand to stand up and prepare a new one when I felt something stirr at the edge of the cloth.
"Really Jamie?" I looked with raised eyebrows at his sleeping face and saw him even smirk bigger.
I let mine hand lower and took his big friend in it. He letted out a small moan as I moved. I smiled also and moved faster.
"Skye," a hand around mine wrist stopped me and I looked at him. "Stoap it, afore ah tak' ye 'ere infront o' a'body that kin donder in."
"I think they give us some privacy. To let you heal," I bowed forward and pressed a kiss in his neck which was salty of the sweat.
"Ah dinnae think this falls under healing. Bit if it does, this is definitely th' best wey." He realised mine wrist and placed his hand around mine and helped it move.
"Momma, Da," Eilidh walked in and I quickly removed mine hand and sat up to see that Eilidh just walked to the door. To far away to see what we did and was not suited for her young eyes. "There is a man who wants to speak to you,"
"Wha is it?" Jamie sat also up with a painfull look and on that moment an older man walked in.
"Well curse my kilts and Bless me bagpipes," I managed to bring out.