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adsosfraser · 7 months

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Chapter Twenty-Three

“I have recently been informed that this property harbours a fugitive.” The wiry man quickly stepped past the door with confidence, and without invitation.

“Well I’m sorry to inform you I’ve not heard such news myself. I’ll be sure to send for you right away. Wouldna want such a dangerous presence near Lallybroch.”

“Then you surely won’t mind if I make an attempt to ascertain the validity of your statement, Miss Fraser.” He looked down at her stomach in disgust. So her destiny had always been to become a whore, he had just spurred her closer towards it.

“Not at all. But we’ve nowhere for you to stay on such short notice.”

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dianaforever · 4 months

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Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Outlander Series - Diana Gabaldon Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Claire Beauchamp/Jamie Fraser Characters: Claire Beauchamp, Jamie Fraser, Murtagh Fraser, Jenny Fraser, Ian Murray, Quentin Beauchamp, Brian Fraser, Jonathan "Black Jack" Randall Additional Tags: Some Violence, Falling In Love, Making Love Summary:

We begin in 1743 Scotland. Gypsies have kidnapped Claire Elizabeth Beauchamp and her uncle Lambert Beauchamp. She is forced to wear trews and perform bawdy songs in villages to gain her uncle’s freedom. Jamie has just returned from France. He and Murtagh are on their way to Lallybroch after receiving a pardon. They stopped in a village to eat at a pub when Jamie heard a unique voice ringing true and clear. He walks to the area where everyone is clapping and yelling for the Sassenach.

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frasers-of-my-heart · 11 months

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I’ve got a new canon compliant one shot to share today! I wanted more for and from the Claire/Jenny scene in First Wife so I made it myself 😊 with some other added relationship dynamics as well ❤️

Wounds Left Untreated Cannot Heal

I had spent the day tending to Jamie after Laoghaire’s attack and hearing his side of how they had come together (and apart). I hadn’t forgiven him, but I understood at least to some degree why he had done what he had— the drive to be whole in the wake of losing everything was a feeling I knew all too well. Now, it was time to tend to Jenny. We sat in the kailyard, avoiding each other’s line of sight and waiting for the other to speak first. Jenny sending for Laoghaire to come and find us was still weighing on my heart. Did she care so little for me now? Had she been satisfied to shame and humiliate me? So, here we sat– hurt from the night before and from the last twenty years. I supposed I would have to go first, knowing the woman I’d once called sister…

“Jenny,” I started with a catch in my voice.

“He wasn’t whole when he came home from Culloden.” Jenny sounded cold and far away, but there was something reaching out toward the space between us. I stayed quiet and let her settle into what she was trying to share with me. “His body was there, but his soul… it was… wi’ you I suppose. Wherever that was. Thank God his leg had been slashed apart or he’d have run away from me and gone to join ye. As it was, I had the stronger arm and will of the twa of us. And I wielded it. I’m no healer like you, but I managed it fine enough. He still has the leg, does he no?”

“He does.” I answered matter of factly, having heard from Jamie a few days ago her exact means of keeping it. “You did well, Jenny.” I held back my prior judgment on her methodology.

“Fergus sat with him day and night. Asked what had happened to ye. But Jamie wouldna say a word. About Culloden, you, anything. He only laid there til it was time to force down the tea or broth I’d bring him. He didnae even cry.” Jenny continued to stare straight into the yard, not meeting my eyes. “Eventually, I set Fergus back to his chores. Told him only he could do this or that the right way and to go show Wee Jamie how he did it. I didna want him seeing the only parent he had left that way. Jamie had nothing to give him then.”

Jamie had clearly held back what he had shared with me over the past few days, just as I had. Even last night, when anger had knocked down the walls we’d carefully kept up to protect each other from the harder truths of our time apart, he had kept these details to himself. He was always better at that than me— controlling what he allowed to be revealed. “I didn’t want to leave them. Jamie, Fergus, you. Any of you.” I’m sure she heard me, but she wasn’t ready to be interrupted yet.

“As soon as he was able, he left the house for the cave. Fergus would go out to visit him sometimes or wait for him to come back to Lallybroch from a hunt. I didnae go to the cave m’self. I couldna bare to see it. See him. There. Livin’ like an animal in the woods, nary a voice left in him. The bairns would share stories from what Fergus told ‘em, about Red Jamie turned into the Dunbonnet. He was their hero. But my brother was gone. The Redcoats would come prodding about every couple o’ months, harassing the tenants and taking Ian wi’ ‘em. One day Fergus got it in his heid to harass them back. He led them through a false path, away from home and away from Jamie. They caught on and he teased ‘em, the damned fool. That’s when he lost his hand, ye ken.”

“Fergus told me he had lost it fighting them, but not the exact details.”

“Aye. Jamie couldnae do anythin’ to stop it. That was the first time in all those years that I saw him cry. He still hasna forgiven himself for it.”

“Of course not. Neither have I.” I said the words before I really knew what I was saying. Was I admitting that I didn’t forgive myself either? That I didn’t forgive Jamie for Fergus? For sending me and Brianna away? There was so much that had happened twenty years ago; and in the time since, for all of us. I had had some of it out with Jamie already, but I hadn’t really had the chance to sit with it all quite yet and I couldn’t deny the bitterness that lingered.

“Nor have I.” Jenny replied and the same questions remained of her sentiment as I was asking myself. “That’s when he decided he’d have me turn him in. Said that prison would be no worse than the one he was already in and that we’d all be safer, better off. When he walked into the yard, I could finally see him again. My bráthair. He’d been gone for so long, and he’d come back just long enough to leave me again. They dragged him out to the wagon and I didna ken if or when I’d see him again. I yelled after him that I’d never forgive him. Part of me was putting on the show he said I should, but I also meant every word.”

I sat still, waiting for Jenny to look at me. She finally did and I saw the tears building up in her eyes. She was trying to hold them back, but even she had a limit to the strength of the dam she could put up. And it was cracking. I met her gaze and they started to fall.

“I’m angry too, Jenny. I didn’t want to go. He made me…” How could I finish that thought? I couldn’t tell Jenny everything. Jamie made it clear he didn’t think she could handle the truth. But I needed to make things right between us. As right as they could be,at least. She had bared her anger and truth to me and I owed her the same, however I could manage it. Jamie and I had promised each other we could have secrets, but not lies. Even if I hadn’t made the same vow to Jenny, I felt I owed it to her in some form as well. “He made me tell him goodbye. He didn’t intend to make it back from the battlefield, but he wouldn’t let me follow him. I would have died with him there. But you know your brother.”

“Aye, I do.”

“I couldn’t come back here and endanger your family either. So, he sent me away. And there wasn’t a day that I didn’t think about him and love him in these past twenty years. I missed all of you, terribly. And there was hardly a day that I wasn’t angry at him either. I still am. But I knew he did it to give me a life, one I hadn’t particularly wanted, but I figured I owed it to him to try…” Of course, I couldn’t tell her about Bree. There’d be no way to explain it without the full truth. But having Bree made it easier for me to forgive Jamie, at least for sending me back through the stones. I lived each day of those first months for the promise I had made him to go on, then for her once she had arrived, until one day I found I could finally go on for myself too. I stopped seeing him in every little thing she did and she became her own person, whom I loved just for her. But sometimes, like when I caught her smiling in her sleep just like he did, the grief would sneak back in and hold on tighter until I thought I might burst, but I was grateful even for that. Feeling the grief meant he was still with me. Now, though, Jamie and I were where we never thought we’d be until our times on Earth were done— back with each other. And there were casualties. Bree was the first and foremost thought for me when I decided to come back to Jamie. But Jenny and Ian’s family, Fergus, and (even as much as I hated to admit it) Laoghaire and her children were among those too.

“So,” Jenny started again, “we’re both mad at Jamie then.” I saw the corner of her mouth turn up the slightest bit and the cat-like lids of her Fraser eyes pulled together, creasing at the sides.

“And each other...” I smirked back. “But we’ve made it through both those things before.” I reached for her hand and she didn’t pull it away.

“I had a vision of ye once, ye ken. On the day Jamie and Laoghaire got married. Ye were standing right there on the altar betwixt them. I thought you’d come to haunt me for it… I asked yer forgiveness then. I just wanted him to have a life again. A family. To be alive.”

“I understand, Jenny. I had to make a life for myself too and it wasn’t easy. I can’t take back these twenty years, none of us can. But I came back as soon as I knew where he was. I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere. He’s my husband and you are all my family.”

“You were a sister to me.” She looked briefly at me and then away again.

“I loved you too, Jenny. Still do.” We sat there for a time in a silence that wasn’t necessarily comfortable, but that held a gentler ease, until Jenny stood, brushed her skirts, and declared “alright, then.” I followed suit and we both went inside. She went to the kitchen and I went to see Jamie where I’d left him on the chaise by the hearth.

Jamie lifted his head and flinched a bit as he adjusted himself to see me. “Ye both made it through alive then, Sassenach?”

“Yes, we did. We found some common ground.”

“Did ye then?”

I went to the table to fill his tea and pour myself a whisky. I glanced over my shoulder at him as I did, “Being angry at you.”

“Och, suppose I had that coming. Still, glad I could help,” he smirked at me.

“She told me things you’d left out these past few days. About what it was like when you came back to Lallybroch after Culloden.”

“I dinna like to think of that time, let alone speak of it. I told ye the gist of it well enough.”

“Your sister painted a more vivid picture.” I sat down beside him, felt his forehead, and ran my hand down the side of his cheek to his chin and stroked his stubble with my thumb. “I’m sorry, Jamie.”

“As am I, Sassenach—“

“No more lies. No more secrets. Not between us, not anymore. We’ve both lived a half life, or several of them,” I smiled softly at my husband who I had heard called by many names since I’d come back, “and if we expect to be what we’ve always been, then we have to trust each other with every part of those lives.”

“As ye say, mo nighean donn. Do ye forgive me then?”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, shall we? But, I’m working on it.” I kissed him gently. “Your sister may need a bit more convincing, though.”

“Aye, weel that goes both ways, but I’ll worry about that in a bit…” He lifted his good arm and ran his fingers through the curls starting to fall down around my ear and I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch. I’d never known another man who could be both so fierce and tender at the same time. Only Jamie.

“Jamie, I need to ask you something.” He nodded for me to continue. “Jenny told me how hard it was for Fergus, after…” I paused and swallowed—every time I had had to say the word Culloden, I could feel the bile rise in my throat. Jamie could see it plainly on my face and made it clear I didn’t need to say it now. “Do you think he can ever forgive me? For leaving him behind? For not being here for either of you?” I started to cry and Jamie wrapped his arm around me. I settled into my place in the crook of his neck and let my tears fall on his shoulder.

“Dinna fash, Sassenach,” he stroked soothingly up and down my back. “Ne’er in twenty years has he spoken an unkind word about ye and he willna now.”

“That was before. He thought I’d died, Jamie! Now, he thinks I just left! Everyone does.” I could feel the heat creeping up all around my face as every emotion I felt mixed together and revealed themselves.

“Shh…” he continued his gentle ministrations. “I left him too, mo ghraidh, and worse.”

“Jenny told me what happened to his hand.”

“Aye. Do ye hate me for it?”

I pulled back to look straight into his azure eyes so that he’d know I meant what I was saying— “Of course not.” I’d resolved my feelings on that part at least. “You may all be dead if you’d tried to stop them.” I kissed him in an ardent demonstration of my appreciation that he and Fergus were still here.

“I couldna be there for him and then the only way I could was by leaving. He doesna seem to hate me for it and he willna hate ye either. Fergus kens yer heart, Claire, even if he doesna ken the whole story.”

“I hope you’re right.” We bent our foreheads towards one another until we met in the middle, taking comfort in one another’s touch and gaze. He took my hand and held it to his chest between us as I brushed my nose against his and thought about how familiar he still felt to me. He was still my Jamie and I was still his. Whatever else may come, that truth remained blessedly unchanged.

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theawkwardterrier · 8 months

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Wednesday 100: All Tied Up

They sit on the steps, appreciating the unexpected mildness and a few free moments. "Thought Jamie was going to start teaching ye a bit," Jenny comments, clicking away while watching Claire continue to make a mess of her knitting.

Claire's mind flashes to the feeling of Jamie's chest behind her on the bed, the gentle strength in his broad hands guiding hers on the needles, the yarn gliding distractedly to the floor...

She clears her throat, "Yesterday evening was busier than we'd expected."

Jenny raises an eyebrow. "Busy. Aye," she says dryly. “Seems the two of ye are often…busy.”

#Wednesday100 #Outlander #Claire Fraser #Jenny Murray

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a-crack-in-the-universe · 6 months

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I don’t know if anyone else has had the same thought, but:

Brianna, Roger and their family are Brian and Ellen family 2.0.

Roger has been compared to Black Brian often over the past few books, they are both kind, tall and dark-haired.

People always comment on how much Brianna looks like Ellen. Hell, Brian mistakes her for Ellen when he accidentally sees her at 1739 Lallybroch. Plus she is a gifted artist like Ellen as well.

Jem has inherited the MacKenzie red hair and features. Jamie’s brother Willie was also a redhead.

Mandy, much like Jenny, is small and dark-haired, having taken after her father in looks.

It’s unclear what Davy will look like, but it stands to reason that he will be a redhead and inherit the MacKenzie features. Also, Davy was compared to Jamie, as Mandy said that they both look like ‘water’ in her mind. Perhaps Davy will not be a time traveller but will be able to travel through dreams like Jamie?

#outlander #Brianna fraser Mackenzie #roger mackenzie #Mandy #jem #davy #Brian fraser #Ellen Mackenzie fraser #Jamie fraser #Jenny Murray

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incorrect-outlander-quotes · 1 year

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Jenny: Oh, so now I'm supposed to be nice to Claire and make friends and treat her with mutual respect?

Jamie: ...yeah.

Jenny: That's just what she wants me to do, Jamie! Wake up!

Jamie: That's what everyone wants everyone to do.

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viking-raider · 1 year

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So, I'm doing my traditional pre-new Outlander season rewatch, where I watch from Season One to the Season before the new one is going to air.

Just finished Episode Seven of Season Three and something has deeply bothered me. -- When Claire gives Jamie issue for not telling Elder Ian that Young Ian is with him in Edinburgh. That he didn't understand what it was like to be a worried parent.

Now, I understand Claire's point, he should have told Ian. But, in truth, I find a bit cruel of her to say.

Jamie does understand what it's like to be a worried parent. Perhaps not like she does, getting to raise Brianna. But Jamie was a parent worried about a daughter, and a son in William, that can't have a hand in helping or watching his children's lives be shaped. He was a worried parent not knowing what happened to his and Claire's child once she vanished through the stones.

Did she and the baby make it through the stones safely?

Did she get back to her own time, and not some other random time?

Did Frank take her back and was he good to a barn that was conceived with his wife's, other husband 200yrs before?

Did Claire have the baby, or did she miscarry again, like she had with Faith?

It annoys me further, his own sister, Jenny, rubs something of the same in Jamie's face in the next episode, after he suggests a different punishment for Young Ian running off. Asking if Jamie is "an expert on raising barns now?"

I'd say, out of all of them, James Alexander Malcom MacKenzie Fraser, has the most experience and is the expert at being a worried parent for his children.

#James Alexander Malcom MacKenzie Fraser #Jamie Fraser #James Fraser #Outlander #Claire Fraser #Claire Beauchamp Randall Fraser #Claire Beauchamp Randall #Claire Beauchamp #Jenny Murray #Brianna MacKenzie #Brianna Randall #Brianna Fraser #Young Ian Murray #Ian Murray #Faith Fraser #Frank Randall #Elder Ian Murray

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cajon-desastre · 2 years

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Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they’re also what tear you apart.

Haruki Murakami

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always-outlander · 1 year

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The Outlander 31 Day Challenge: Day 5

Day 5: Favorite Jenny *or* Ian (the elder) scene

Oh Jenny, my favorite. So many great scenes with her but this one simultaneously makes me laugh and pump my fists in the air because she is such a badass. Until this point in the show, Jamie is often portrayed as the leader, respected, revered and sometimes feared.

But then we see him with Jenny again, and she totally runs the show. Jamie and her instantly clash heads. He’s come home with his new attitude and big dog demeanor, and she doesn’t hesitate to put him in his place. In fact, she spends this entire episode putting him in his place, and she’s every bit as fierce as I’d imagined from the books.

Jenny has been at Lallybroch the entire time he’s been gone, running the household and overseeing all of the people their family is responsible for. Heaven help her if Jamie is going to walk in and insinuate he knows better than her. For Claire, she knows Jenny is an important person to Jamie and his only family left. She knows that Jamie wants to come home with his new wife and impress his sister and brother-in-law, but at first it seems that might prove to be a challenge. Claire’s likely surprised by Jenny’s abrasive nature at first, but ultimately we know they are far more alike than different. Also knowing how much closer they grow in the following episode makes it fun to watch their first interaction here.

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cathighfive · 1 year

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Day 5: Favorite Jenny *or* Ian (the elder) scene

I love Jenny. She is the sister I wish I had. She is feisty, strong willed and a force you do not want to mess with. Would love to have her on my side in any disagreement. Jenny has so many great lines throughout the show and all of her scenes are great. The one scene that stood out to me is from Season 1, The Watch.

In this scene Jenny has just given birth and Claire is holding Jenny's baby on the front steps of Lallybroch. Both Jamie and Ian are off with the Watch and have been gone for a few days. Jenny comes out of the front door and sits next to Claire and reassures him that he will be home.

This is such a sweet moment between Jenny & Claire. Claire finally has the sister she never had growing up and is surrounded by loved ones. Also in this scene Jenny gives Claire bracelets that belonged to Jenny's mother made from boar tusks. As a side note, I love the history of the bracelets. Ellen must have been an intriguing woman to catch the eye of so many suitors.

Jenny, a woman that can seem harsh on the outside and to anyone but the people she loves is tender and comforting towards Claire in a moment she really needs it even when Jenny's own husband is still not home and she had just given birth, but is putting all of that aside to be there for Claire.

Honorable mention goes to Jenny & Ian in Season 3 from The First Wife.