the men to bring shovels and pointed to the dead warrior of the Draig clan.
Faolan nodded and walked away with Kagen.
Samantha whispered, “The last thing we need is to get more wrapped up in this timeline.”
“Get over the timeline because we are now a part of it,” Jeff said. “We need shelter, a place to think and choose our next course of action. I like the idea of strong walls around us while we sleep.” After glancing over his shoulder to make certain they were alone, he asked, “How did we understand the other language?”
“The easiest answer is that the quantum door gave you the ability.” Using his own metaphor, she continued, “Think of it as a built-in universal translator.”
“Nice use of the Star Trek analogy, but I still want a report on UNK005 when we make camp.” He thought for a moment. “Faolan and his men probably speak Gaelic.”
“That’s my belief given the date and geography.” Samantha added, “I still don’t think getting more involved with them is a smart plan.”
Boomer interjected, “You will when our supplies run out in a week. I’m with the captain, I say we go with them.”
Caught off guard by the assertion, Samantha asked, “Why?”
“I have every reason to trust Faolan,” Boomer said with confidence.
“You never trust anyone. For heaven’s sake, the man tried to buy me an hour ago. Did timetravel rattle your brain? You once threatened to kill a man for offering to buy me a drink,” Samantha replied.
“That guy was a drunk ass who stared too hard at your boobs. Trust me, Sam,” Boomer said.
“You are still in command, Samantha. However, our options are limited, and a cave is our only other option, albeit not a great one. Going with them gives us a place to start and some security. It also keeps us from running into any other indigenous people,” Jeff added.
They were right and wrong all at the same time. Samantha looked between the two men. She knew her men would be safer behind walls, and that had to be priority one. She acquiesced, “Fine, we go home with them. But have you considered we will be greatly outnumbered once within those nice walls?”
Jeff answered, “I have considered that. If I remember my history correctly, a guest is sacred in this time. They appear to be honorable men.” He added with a small chuckle, “Besides for the whole buying you thing.”
She gave them both Faolan’s explanation of why he offered. To her disgust, both of them accepted it as a simple and understandable truth.
Jeff mocked, “I just wonder why he offered me the plain dagger. He has a pretty one with semi-precious stones sticking out of his boot.”
Boomer teased, “Maybe he’s only a little sweet on her.”
“I should have left you both stranded in Siberia in 1647,” Samantha said. “Pull a few men to help gather the livestock. I want boots walking in thirty.” She ignored the laughter and went to meet her men.
Chapter 6
Including Jeff Harrison and Boomer, there were nine men under her command. Jeff had been correct when he said they were good men, or more correctly that most were good men. Corporal Jensen was the exception. He was the one who attacked Kagen and had a blatant disregard for her authority. While the rest of the men had disobeyed bad orders, Jensen had taken matters a bit more in hand. The corporal had killed his commanding officer. If Jensen was to be believed, it was because the C.O. had refused to grant him a promised leave. Jensen was a bad seed with a large attitude problem. He would need to be watched for the safety of the rest of the men.
The rest had disobeyed orders that should have never been given; orders to kill unarmed locals, raid stores, attack weaker members of their team, and steal supplies from other divisions. Captain Jeff Harrison was no exception; he had been ordered to destroy a small town in Southern Florida. Command believed it was occupied by the enemy, though all recon proved opposite. He had disobeyed
Faolan nodded and walked away with Kagen.
Samantha whispered, “The last thing we need is to get more wrapped up in this timeline.”
“Get over the timeline because we are now a part of it,” Jeff said. “We need shelter, a place to think and choose our next course of action. I like the idea of strong walls around us while we sleep.” After glancing over his shoulder to make certain they were alone, he asked, “How did we understand the other language?”
“The easiest answer is that the quantum door gave you the ability.” Using his own metaphor, she continued, “Think of it as a built-in universal translator.”
“Nice use of the Star Trek analogy, but I still want a report on UNK005 when we make camp.” He thought for a moment. “Faolan and his men probably speak Gaelic.”
“That’s my belief given the date and geography.” Samantha added, “I still don’t think getting more involved with them is a smart plan.”
Boomer interjected, “You will when our supplies run out in a week. I’m with the captain, I say we go with them.”
Caught off guard by the assertion, Samantha asked, “Why?”
“I have every reason to trust Faolan,” Boomer said with confidence.
“You never trust anyone. For heaven’s sake, the man tried to buy me an hour ago. Did timetravel rattle your brain? You once threatened to kill a man for offering to buy me a drink,” Samantha replied.
“That guy was a drunk ass who stared too hard at your boobs. Trust me, Sam,” Boomer said.
“You are still in command, Samantha. However, our options are limited, and a cave is our only other option, albeit not a great one. Going with them gives us a place to start and some security. It also keeps us from running into any other indigenous people,” Jeff added.
They were right and wrong all at the same time. Samantha looked between the two men. She knew her men would be safer behind walls, and that had to be priority one. She acquiesced, “Fine, we go home with them. But have you considered we will be greatly outnumbered once within those nice walls?”
Jeff answered, “I have considered that. If I remember my history correctly, a guest is sacred in this time. They appear to be honorable men.” He added with a small chuckle, “Besides for the whole buying you thing.”
She gave them both Faolan’s explanation of why he offered. To her disgust, both of them accepted it as a simple and understandable truth.
Jeff mocked, “I just wonder why he offered me the plain dagger. He has a pretty one with semi-precious stones sticking out of his boot.”
Boomer teased, “Maybe he’s only a little sweet on her.”
“I should have left you both stranded in Siberia in 1647,” Samantha said. “Pull a few men to help gather the livestock. I want boots walking in thirty.” She ignored the laughter and went to meet her men.
Chapter 6
Including Jeff Harrison and Boomer, there were nine men under her command. Jeff had been correct when he said they were good men, or more correctly that most were good men. Corporal Jensen was the exception. He was the one who attacked Kagen and had a blatant disregard for her authority. While the rest of the men had disobeyed bad orders, Jensen had taken matters a bit more in hand. The corporal had killed his commanding officer. If Jensen was to be believed, it was because the C.O. had refused to grant him a promised leave. Jensen was a bad seed with a large attitude problem. He would need to be watched for the safety of the rest of the men.
The rest had disobeyed orders that should have never been given; orders to kill unarmed locals, raid stores, attack weaker members of their team, and steal supplies from other divisions. Captain Jeff Harrison was no exception; he had been ordered to destroy a small town in Southern Florida. Command believed it was occupied by the enemy, though all recon proved opposite. He had disobeyed
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