Diana's P.O.V

"My birth name is Delilah." I spoke as we sat on top of a wooden trailer, our heads supported by full sacks of barley .

"Why did you change it?" She asked curious. I studied my surroundings. Right now we were in a small village and people lined up to give their goods to the lawyer as payment. I heard him say that live pigs 'won't be taken as payment 'yet there he is accepting them .

I was really mesmerised by the village itself bustling with laughter and happiness. Most of the villagers didn't look too rich in fact they looked poor. Like the street poor. Their faces we're caked with mud and even the men looked frail from the lack of nutrients. Some faces were sickly pale but they didn't protest. They gave away their food and money. They gave away alot of it at once leaving them with barely anything to survive with.

Even though the living conditions and the conditions in general weren't good I found it amazing how they still looked happy and content. Atleast most of them had a smile and had full on blown conversations with the men that took away the things they worked hard for.

"New identity. I always wanted to be Diana. When I got the chance I changed it and I couldn't be more happier with the name I chose. It called to me. I know it's not Christian to change my name and not keep the name my mother gave me but my mother left me. Keeping my name would be like honouring her, I don't honour her. I mean who leaves a child alone in a small house with barely any food left. I hate her but at the same time I want her back. I love her and I hate her. She will always be my mother even though she abandoned me. Atleast she took care of me for some amount of time before leaving. " I answered truthfully looking up at the sky. It seems I have been admiring nature more often. It's like a hobby of mine. A very satisfying and calming hobby .

"Maybe she had a reason? What if something happened to her Delilah. " Claire sounded like she snapped making me suppress a groan. I caught Dougal staring at us. He still doesn't trust. Connor warned me to stay away from him. Unfortunately since we're travelling together I can't fully avoid him. He'll always keep an eye on us, not because of concern but fear that we might be spy's. I can't blame him for being careful, he's just doing his job no matter how much he creeps me out.

"Your right, maybe something happened to her. I don't care anymore because I don't live in the past. And please don't ever call me Delilah. I'm Diana not Delilah. I'm not that pathetic helpless girl. I'm not that girl, not anymore." I snapped letting some anger seep into my words.

"I'm sorry I won't call you Delilah and I don't want to argue with you, I honestly don't. Diana you have never been helpless and I can see it." She said calmly and soothingly making me smile a bit.

"And how do you know that?" I asked. At one point in my life I was pathetic. I sat on that damn armchair with hope that my lovely mother would come back and hug me cook me dinner and put me to bed leaving a loving lingering kiss on my forehead like she always did. Both of us sat up and grinned for no reason. We just looked at eachother and grinned like we were communicating with facial expressions. Surprisingly it didn't weird me out. Me and Claire didn't have to talk. There was a comfortable silence between us.

" Your here. Do you think a pathetic and helpless girl would make it through a heartbreak which was being abandoned by her mother, left to survive on her own at a very young age. Would a pathetic helpless girl become such a magnificent and interesting person. Would a pathetic and helpless girl travel through standing stones into the past just to reunite with her own sister. Would a pathetic helpless girl achieve such things on her very own. Diana you were never pathetic or helpless and you'll never be pathetic or helpless . Never in my whole life have I met such a challenging, beautiful and strong woman. " Claire explained interwining my hand with hers and swinging them back and forth. What she said surprised me because I didn't expect it. Claire likes to surprise me. Since I told her I was her sister she became so caring.

"Thank you Claire." I gave her a hug. Note to yourself i don't give hugs to just anyone. The connection me and Claire have will never fade which makes me feel at ease somehow. Knowing that I wasn't rejected by my own family member really makes me happy. For once in a long time I feel extremely happy. Like I could die now with a smile. Die a happy woman. This journey to the past brought alot of happiness and sadness. It's like my emotions are heightened.

I looked up at Claire and realised she was staring at something or more like someone. Jamie Fraser!!!! Oh boiiii. She was really hooked up on him. Jamie stared right back and you could feel the sexual frustration and feelings and emotions evolving. I doubt they would ever get married though since Claire is so determined to go back to Frank. If I was her I'd pick Jamie because... He is hot... Very hot hot and he's a gentleman aswell as a fucking savage. I saw him fighting that guy is a savage. I actually look up to that guy.

Frank is.. Well he's a nice guy so that counts right? And I can't tell Claire who to pick. It's all up to her.

"So you and Jamie?" I nudged her with a smirk. Her face turned as red as a tomato and she let out a nervous laugh.

"No why would you think that my dear sister." She said as always looking somehow elegant with her straight posture and delicate voice.

"You seem a bit flustered and I saw you and Jamie staring at eachother with so much lust." I laughed bending over and clutching my stomach. Her reaction was hilarious. She sat there frozen and speechless with her mouth closing and opening like she was a fish.

"Darling stop acting like a fish it's not attractive. Jamie is still looking at us." I informed her after calming down.

"Laughing like a hyena isn't attractive either!" She scoffed and I put my hand over my heart with a hurt expression.

"Ouch." I said making Claire crack a smile.

" I don't get your humour. " She whispered more to herself than me. I layed back down enjoying the comfort of the barley filled sacks.

"I need to stretch my legs you coming?" She asked jumping off the trailer with a thump. I lifted my head and looked at her.

"Nah I'll stay here. You go and explore." I said and layed my head back down. I heard her stomp away. I could hear the excitement of exploring in her steps. The sacks began to feel a bit uncomfortable after a while and the sun started to annoy me blinding me as soon as I opened my eyes.

With a grunt I jumped off and looked around for some shade. I finally spotted a tree behind the lawyer and skipped to it. I slumped down and rested my back against it not really caring about the slightly muddy ground messing up my dress. With a happy sigh I closed my eyes and let my muscles relax . I got used to the sounds of the village and settled down ready to take a nap.

I was so close to falling asleep when I felt someone's presence . That person was way too close for my liking.

"Go away!!" I swatted the person like a fly and crossed my arms once more.

"Really Diana, is that all you got to say?" asked a very familiar voice making me shoot up and open my eyes. Looming over me was handsome Robert himself.

"How??!!" I asked bewildered. I stood up and looked at him shocked.

"Just like you." He smirked. He looked effortlessly beautiful like an angel. He was a devil though. Maybe he used to be an angel to me but now since I ran away I fear my betrayal had an impact on him.

"You forgot to burn this." He takes out a newspaper from his pocket. I looked at it and ran my hand through my slightly tangled hair. I remember burning it!!! I remember burning it with the rest of the evidence! What the hell!!

I gulped and looked at him. He looked me up and down checking if I had any injuries. I could see the concern in his eyes. Once he knew I was alright he looked angry.

Oh...

Oops...

hellooooooo hell .