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Surviving the IslandChapter 7

Neither of them heard her approach, but they both blinked out of their post-orgasmic dozing when they felt her shadow cross them. "I can't believe you did this!" Natalie cried. Then before either of them could even think of a possible response, she took off running down the beach. Stacy pulled away from him, his soft cock finally plopping loose of her tight little orifice with a sad wet sound. James grinned inwardly at the sound, but Stacy simply said, "I'll take care of her," and...

Surviving the IslandChapter 8

Natalie finally stopped running when her tear-filled eyes blinded her enough to cause her to trip and fall to her knees. Stacy ran up behind her gasping for breath and immediately dropped down next to her. Stacy gasped, "I'm sorry Nat. I ... we need him. We need them. You know Julie will go with him." Natalie only continued to cry. Her older sister put her naked arm around Natalie's shoulders, "Don't worry, he promised to keep you out of this deal. You'll still be living with us,...

Surviving the IslandChapter 9

When James arrived back at their camp site, he excitedly explained what he'd found and showed them the large fish he'd speared. Quickly, Julie had the fire roaring and had laid out the fish in pieces to fry while James laid out his plan for them. In the middle of it all, when he mentioned just leaving the signal fire that Stacy and Natalie had spent most of the day putting together, Stacy was far from accepting. "Wait! What?" she spluttered. James shrugged, "Sorry. We'll just have to...

Surviving the IslandChapter 10

Five months later, they remembered they weren't the only ones on this island. When James had decided last week that it was finally time they attempted to explore the island, it became obvious that Julie and Stacy would be the ones staying behind while Natalie accompanied James. Stacy's belly had been showing for months already, and though Julie's figure remained the same, she had missed her period twice. So while James and Natalie had been gone for a week, headed up into the hills to try...

Surviving the IslandEpilogue

Jessica's leg was in bad shape. For several minutes, Julie and Stacy had discussed whether to even deal with the traitorous woman. But in the end, they'd both decided that they couldn't live with themselves knowing they'd left her to die. They dragged her unconscious body back to the beach in front of their house, but neither made the move to bring her inside. They both examined the wound on her leg, which was deep. They cleaned it and stitched it closed, wrapping it up with a clean...

Surviving 3Chapter 2 Theory put to the test

Scott parked the 4x4 and immediately set about pitching the tent and transferring those goods he had decided were the most important inside it. As he had planned, he tied several of the tent's guy ropes to the vehicle. Once he was finished he walked into Inveraray proper and spent some time just milling about the town, soaking up the beautiful scenery of Loch Fyne, the peak of Strachur on the far shore and the sunshine on the whitewashed buildings that fronted the little pier. He knew there...

Surviving 3Chapter 3 Well met

Scott took it easy riding in the dark, trusting to Albannach's sure footed-ness to take them safely away from Kilchrennan. After he had judged they had ridden perhaps three miles he turned off of the track and holed up amongst some trees, eating some cold food from the sack the monks provided before curling up and falling asleep. The next morning he was up early and began his journey towards Ayrshire. He reasoned it would be safer to travel on the north side of Loch Lomond, Murdoch could...

Surviving 3Chapter 4 Return to Dalriada

It had been a long night after a long and exhausting day, but Scott knew what his wives would expect of him and he was determined not to disappoint them. Gabrain showed that he was still sharp witted by making sure a house was available in the settlement for Scott to use - the young King could read the looks on the faces of Scott's womenfolk. When at last they could reasonably retire the three girls wrapped Scott up in a group hug, tears of joy on all of their faces. Scott kissed them all...

Surviving 3Chapter 5 Scott s vision

Having given orders as to what to do with Murdoch's body, Scott at last took the time to go and investigate what had happened to his tent and the few meagre things he had managed to bring back from the twenty-first century. He walked behind the shell of his former home and could see immediately that something was out of the ordinary here. For a start the little stand of trees was still there, unusual given the fact that everything else had burned fiercely. He walked forward quickly now, a...

Surviving 3Chapter 6 Fife

Scott decided to strike while the iron was hot, he rode forward and dismounted, unsurprised to see the Fife lieutenants drop to one knee and prepare to take their oath of fealty to him. In the background he could see the massed ranks of the Fife infantry watching what was going on. Scott put his hand between the hands of the man who had taken the lead on their discussions. "I swear to serve you as my King, to provide you and your heirs with my fullest support as god is my witness." Intoned...

Surviving 3Chapter 8 return to Dalriada II

The Fife shipwrights had still not managed to complete any ships by the time the snows were beginning to melt. Scott had been frustrated at having to leave the two Viking longships behind after the small battle during the winter, but the weather conditions had ruled against him being able to sail these along the Firth of Tay. Now that the weather was improving he led a force of men back to the shores to see whether the ships were still there. He was surprised, but delighted, to find the two...

Surviving 3Chapter 9 Share and share alike Summer 886 AD

Scott's demonstrations had clearly affected Sigurd and his men. They looked around themselves, stunned by the noise, fire, smoke and destruction of his grenade and the cannon. Some men had dived to the ground and covered their heads; others had jumped up and now stared at the Bay and Scott's ship. Sigurd was no less affected. The Viking was almost like a deflated balloon, his bravado gone like the smoke from the cannon fire on the wind over Kirkwall harbour. "So Sigurd, can I take it...

Surviving 3Chapter 10 The Sun King 885 889 AD

Helfe was a revelation for Scott's wives too. He had tried to keep from them just how wild she was, but they had an inkling due to the state his back was in from her mauling. Still, that didn't prepare them for their first time with her once they could return to the marital bed after childbirth. Eilean in particular seemed to respond to the demanding young woman, her submissive nature revelling in the treatment that Helfe was wont to dish out when in the throes of passion. The next few...

Surviving 3Chapter 11 Revelation

Gabrain moved four thousand men from Dalriada into Giric's sub-Kingdom of Atholl as an assurance that he would leave Scotland as agreed. Lachlan moved an equal number of troops from Ayrshire into Strathclyde to oversee Eochaid's departure. Scott ordered more of his Fife levies to now take control of the remainder of the sub-Kingdom of Strathearn. The friends between them now controlled four out of the seven original sub-Kingdoms of Scotland and in addition held Strathclyde, Ayrshire and...

Surviving 3Chapter 12 2008 AD

As Scott had expected, the outcry from his family when he raised the prospect of him returning to his own time was overwhelming. Perhaps surprisingly, it was the normally submissive Eilean who was the most vocal, refusing to accept being parted from Scott under any circumstances. "It will not do, I will not accept it my Lord. I lost you for six years once before and I will not have it so again. I would be an old maid by the time you came back to me, our children fully grown...

Surviving 3Chapter 13 Girls go forward 889 AD

After the crack of the lightning Scott was pretty sure that he, his wives and the two children had all travelled forward in time. Eilean was still gripping his arm tightly, scared by the crash of the thunder and the flash of the lightning. He tentatively pulled back the flap of the tent and couldn't decide whether he was relieved or now concerned when he saw the dim outline of caravans opposite him in the darkness of the Inveraray castle campsite. A glance to his left showed that,...

Surviving 3Chapter 14 Parents 2008AD

Scott was pleased that he now had sufficient working capital to do everything he thought he needed to do. What was more of a worry was that he had now been back in 2008 AD for almost four months and he had been unable to recruit a single person to take back with him. He knew time was running out if he was going to return on the 31st of May. He had continued to chat on the Scottish forums for hours each night, but had so far been unable to unearth a single likely candidate. He thought back to...

Surviving 3Chapter 15 recruitment

The day of the re-enactment of the Battle of Bannockburn dawned and Scott and the girls settled themselves and the two babies into the 4x4 and set off for Stirling. Bannockburn itself was just to the west of Stirling town centre with a visitor's centre adjacent to the site of the original battlefield. When they pulled into the car park Scott's wives spotted his parents and waved to them. Fergus and Heather ambled over to try and take charge of their Grandchildren if at all possible. Both...

Surviving 3Chapter 16 Choices choices 889AD

Scott hugged Lachlan to him, his joy at not having lost any time while he had been away quite overcoming him. "Lachlan! My friend! I thought I had lost twelve years with you all. I've no idea how this has happened, what's changed, but I am relieved beyond belief." "You mean you've been to the twenty-first century already? But I saw you enter the tent only minutes ago." "Yes my friend, but I seem to have managed a whole year in the twenty-first century without losing any time. But...

Surviving 3Chapter 17 It starts 889 890 AD

Scott ordered Sigurd to come with them to Inveraray. He made ready to ride back immediately, expecting everyone else to follow suit. When they arrived back at the camp, the colonel and Scott's father sought him out. "Would you really have allowed your men to kill this Norseman and sink their ships, wouldn't that have been a little savage?" His father asked. "Dad, with respect, you don't know what you are dealing with here. The least sign of weakness and the Vikings would descend upon...

Surviving 3Chapter 18 set backs and steps forward 890AD

It started in Oban. One of the craftsmen from the newly emerging steel mill complained of a fever and a runny nose. His name was Duncan and before the day was through his body ached so much he had to go home to the comfort of his wives. His wives took one look at him and stripped him off, cleaning him with damp cloths before bundling him into bed. Duncan's fever worsened and he lapsed into unconsciousness. His wives continued to bathe him and to apply cool towels to his head and body but...

Surviving 3Chapter 19 Meeting King Alfred

Scott received a strange message from Lachlan by carrier pigeon. Lachlan explained that he was escorting hundreds of Saxons north to assist with Scott's building projects. That was not strange in an of itself, but what was strange was that the majority of the Saxons were not motivated by the former 'prisoners' but rather by a desire to escape marauding Vikings. Closer scrutiny of the dead at the battle in Galloway also showed that it was in fact a strange looking type of Norsemen that...

Surviving 3Chapter 21 The battle that never was

Reluctantly Scott agreed to Tara accompanying Lachlan and himself on the ride north. He had mustered five hundred of the Dalriada men, all horsed, and led them up Glen Shira once they left Inveraray. They skirted the foot of Beinn Bhoideach and Beinn Bhalgairean, forded the Teatle Water and headed northeast through Glen Orchy. The crossing of the vast Rannoch Moor (fifty square miles) was at once hard going because of the treacherous, boggy conditions underfoot, but also uplifting due to...

Surviving 3Chapter 22 Irish eyes

As they sailed back towards Oban Gabrain shared news of his campaign in the south with Scott. From the outset things seemed to be different on this second foray to England's south coast. "I believe word must have spread Scott, they were warned of the tactics we used on that first campaign." "How so Gabrain, what was different?" "Far more of the Danish ships were manned and at sea, fewer at anchorages. That meant the sea-wolves had to battle large numbers of longships out on the open...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 1

As divorces go, mine wasn't exactly one for the record books. We managed to settle things without getting the lawyers involved for anything except using the right words on the papers. That's not to say there was no rancor or hurt feelings - there was plenty of each on both sides. Over the last few years, though, we had gotten so used to avoiding conflict, simply because it was too draining, that we just let most things slide. I didn't really want anything out of the property except my...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 2

It wasn't until months later that I learned the route to the wine country from San Francisco. From the time we left the curb at Dolores' house until we pulled up in front of a posh bed and breakfast near someplace called St. Helena, I saw only Patricia. We held hands most of the way, and we talked. I realized, somewhere along the way, that I enjoyed listening to her as much as talking to her. A distinct change from my usual mode. She didn't prattle or gossip. When she had something to say,...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 3

"So just what DID Dolores tell you about me?" I asked. Patricia played with the drying curls of my hair as she answered, "She said you were looking for an adventurous woman who was not afraid to try new things, and wouldn't judge you for what you liked. She also told me about the questions she asked you and your answers." "So that's what that was all about!" I said, thinking back, "I thought those questions were a little odd at the time, but we'd discussed stranger things, so I...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 4

"So," I said, stretching luxuriously as my wilted cock slipped out of my lover's pussy, "what's on the agenda for today?" "To be honest," Patricia replied, turning over to snuggle on my chest, "I don't have anything planned for today..." she sniffed and wrinkled her nose, "... except a shower. It's Sunday, you know, and even God rested on Sunday!" "Hmmm!" I mused, "If you're thinking of the same kind of 'rest' I'm thinking about, we'd better at least fortify ourselves...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 5

We spent the rest of Sunday mostly resting in the way most people do, though there were a number of pleasant interludes. We lounged around the suite in robes and the memory of one of those interludes stands out: Patricia had asked the driver, whose name, I finally learned, was Walt, to pick up some food from a local restaurant, which we ate in the room. I was cleaning up the mess, when Patricia ambushed me from behind. My sexy lover bit me on the earlobe and said, with a pretense of threat...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 6

Suddenly, both the King and the young lady began bowing before us! The king uttered strings of native words that the girl didn't see fit to translate. Patricia, taken a little aback, finally said, "Stop! Please! What is going on?!" The girl said something to the King, and both stopped bowing, but remained on their knees. The girl swept her long black hair away from her face and spoke to the King. King Kalea said a few words back. "Women such as yourself are revered among our people."...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 7

We had invited Dolores and Felicia for dinner a week or so after returning from our honeymoon - our first guests as a married couple. Patricia and I took pride in the fact that we prepared an excellent meal on the cook's day off. (Truth to tell, Patricia mostly followed my instructions. I did most of the actual preparation and cooking, since her strengths lay elsewhere!). We regaled our guests with tales of our honeymoon, toning parts of the story down from 'XXX' to 'PG' for Felicia's...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 8

Before Felicia could return to us for another lesson, Thanksgiving was upon us. The four of us celebrated together at the house of which I was beginning to think as 'our' house, though it had always been in Patricia's family. I left the roasting of the turkey to Gwen, our cook, who did a magnificent job. She roasted two smaller birds instead of one large one, putting aromatic herbs in the body cavity instead of stuffing. The result was much tastier and more succulent than the turkey to...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 9

"What do we need to talk about, Dear?" I asked, though I had a inkling. "Your ex-wife, Gary," Patricia said, seriously, but with an odd twinkle in her eye. "That promises to be rather an involved discussion," I replied, "so do you mind if I relay my news first, before I forget again?" "I suppose, as long as it doesn't take too long." She draped herself elegantly over one of the chairs, graciously inviting me to the one next to it with a wave of one slender hand. I swear to God,...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 10

"Okay dear, go ahead and ease it in." I watched Felicia's face in the mirror as Patricia instructed her. The long plastic phallus didn't feel nearly as good inside me as Patricia's real one had only moments ago, but the look on the teenager's face was priceless. She watched raptly as the dildo strapped to her loins penetrated deep into my body, hardly daring to breathe. "Ohmigod!" Dolores' young daughter almost whispered as the straps holding the plastic were pressed into my...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 11

My cock wilted slowly inside Carmen's sweet ass, while my own sphincter milked the last of my wife's discharge from her gradually softening cock. I was sated, content. It had been one of the best nights of sex since I first met the sexy blonde who eventually married me, and I was happy, but... "Okay," I asked, "What's up? What's the big deal?" Carmen giggled softly, her sphincter doing wonderful things to my cock in the process, "You'll have to ask your wife about that, Mr....

Surviving the DivorceChapter 12

"I won't say I won't miss having your sister around," I said as we slid into the limo for the trip back to the city, "but I'm glad she finally found a place where she feels at home and doesn't feel like she has to hide who she is." "Well, it turns out," Patricia said, snuggling under my arm, "that Sam, who is now a big man in the Islands, has taken a special liking to her, and I think Carmen's attracted to him, too." "That's great! But tell me about your babies!" "OUR...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 13

"You're working on budgets already?" Patricia said, looking over my shoulder at the spreadsheet on my computer, "That's not 'til November." "I know," I nodded, "but I need to be ready. I've already got next year's budget firmed up, and a presentation ready for the board, but I want to try to project it out five years in advance. That's what I'm working on now." "Normally we just do Product Strategy, and Revenue projections out that far." she said, "Why do you want to go to...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 14

"What the hell does your board want with me?" I asked. I had requested that Patricia not intervene on my behalf in matters regarding SyncComp, but if I had done something wrong, I figured it would be SyncComp's board that took me to task for it, not Collins Industries. "You'll just have to attend the meeting and see." she said evasively. For once she gave no hint as to whether this was to be good or bad. "Have I screwed up or something?" I probed. "This is a matter in which I need...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 15

I sucked gently at the head of Patricia's cock, imagining I could hear the rapid beat of two separate tiny hearts, underscored by the slower sloshing of their mother's pulse as my left ear rested on her engorged belly. Through my other ear, I could hear the sounds of my ex-wife, Mary, priming my wife's breasts for the babies, ensuring that there would be a good flow of milk when they needed it. Patricia lay on her side at the edge of the bed while Mary and I knelt side by side, getting...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 16

"What do you know about Luella Dawson?" I asked Patricia over two plastic tubs filled with babies and splashing water. She was bathing Artemis while I did my best to get Atea to hold still for his bath. "You mean the bitch who crashed our wedding reception?" she laughed, "She's a vindictive witch with a mean streak a mile wide, why?" "What grudge is she holding against you?" I asked. I wasn't avoiding her question, I just wanted more context before I answered. "She used to run...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 17

I could see she had been crying, and as soon as the door closed behind Gloria, Jenny practically threw herself around my neck, soaking my shirt with her tears! "Hey!" I said, as soothingly as I could, "What's all this about?" "I just didn't know where to go!" she sobbed, "Or who to turn to! You've been so nice, I just... just... !" Another burst of crying interrupted whatever she was going to say. I guided her to the sofa that Gloria had insisted on having along one wall of my...

Surviving the DivorceChapter 18

We had Walt drive us in the Limo to the airport to pick up Carmen, but thought it best if the girls wait at the house in case Carmen wanted to meet with Megan first. Walt let us off at the International Terminal at SFO and found an out of the way spot to park while we waited for Patricia's sister to clear customs. She came alone this time, and I was disappointed not to get another chance to see her kids and Sam. As she emerged from customs, I called Walt and by the time we got to the curb,...

Surviving The Vice PresidentChapter 2

Ed Hanson had come in at 5 o'clock in the morning to finish installing the rudder. He and Jared had completed the sheet metal work last night and Jared had helped lift the rudder and install the first bolt. They smoked a little pot and decided to go home and let Ed finish installing the other two bolts in the morning. Jared said that it was too dark to do it right anyway. Ed hadn't had any problem finishing the installation except the top bolt. He looked but couldn't find the bolt that was...

Surviving The Vice PresidentChapter 3

The Cessna Stationair 206 was a sweet little single engine airplane. It held six passengers and its load capacity was a little over 1400 pounds. The plane was used by Howell mainly for jumping between jobsites, as the range was only about 730 nautical miles at cruising speed, which equated to 830 statute miles. The flap down, power off stall speed was 54 knots. The Stationair had a ceiling of a little over 15,000 feet. The 910 feet it needed for takeoff made it suitable for the short runways...

Surviving The Vice PresidentChapter 4

Ron took the controls and they took off. The weather stayed clear and Ron headed west toward Valdez. The plane was handling flawlessly and Cal started to nod off. Brenda seemed to be deep in thought. Carl was content looking out of the window at the scenery. Shortly after they crossed over the U.S./Canada border into Alaska Ron felt a bump like a car running over a 2 by 4 in the road. The plane continued to fly perfectly. Cal raised his head and asked what Ron had done. Ron asked Cal to start...

Surviving The Vice PresidentChapter 5

Ron was stunned and took several seconds to clear his head. Ron looked to see if Cal was all right and saw that Cal had his back to the instrument panel and that his head was at an odd angle. Cal had not had time to refasten his seat belt after trying to help Carl. Ron put his fingers on Cal's neck and there wasn't a pulse. Ron could see that Cal's neck was broken and that his body had broken the windshield. The plane was floating but Ron knew that it would not float for long. Ron checked...

Surviving The Vice PresidentChapter 6

Ron saw that Brenda needed a few minutes to herself and started going through the gear to see what they would need to take with them. He loaded both guns and put the Glock in his belt and pulled his shirt over it. He arranged the gear in piles and started tying some things together to make them easier to take with them. He found the hatchet and went a short way into the woods. He cut a branch about 1 inch around and about 5 feet long with a fork at one end. He came back to the edge of the...

Surviving The Vice PresidentChapter 7

Brenda awoke and saw that it was already light outside. She looked toward the fire and could not see Ron. She unzipped the sleeping bag and crawled out of the shelter. She looked around and stood up and stretched. The cool morning air felt great on her skin. She looked at the woodpile and saw that only a few pieces were left. She realized that Ron had been up several times during the night and had put more wood on the fire. "Good morning," Ron said as he walked out of the woods, "Nice...

Surviving The Vice PresidentChapter 8

Ron woke up before Brenda and was fixing a meal when she slid out of the shelter. She dressed in front of the shelter and walked over to the fire. She did not recognize what Ron was cooking. He saw her trying to see what was in the pot. "Chickweed and blueberries," he said, "We are going to have to start living off of the land a bit. I don't want to use the last of our MRE's. If we get to a place where the land won't feed us we'll use the MRE's." They both ate in silence. Brenda...

Surviving 3Chapter 23 Progress

The specialists were assimilating very well with the ninth century Scots, but one of the things that had puzzled them in their first few weeks had been the absence of Christmas. Scott hadn't introduced that to Dalriada (or anywhere else) as he had found the whole experience had been commercialised until it was meaningless in his own time. The newcomers approached Scott shortly after St Andrew's Day and asked for that to be rectified this year. Scott considered the request and then decided...

Surviving 3Chapter 24 Command and control

The impact of the murder was not as dramatic as Scott expected. In some ways this was quite depressing, a sign that society had not advanced as much as he had thought. The family were of course devastated, but others simply shrugged. The younger people, better educated and seeing themselves as the target group, were certainly more upset. Scott himself was badly affected. Not only was it abhorrent to him that a young girl had been raped and murdered, the fact that he didn't know who was...

Surviving 3Chapter 25 Sky High

Gabrain ordered the captain to bring the ship about and head back out to sea. The great Isle of Wight lay on their right as the captain navigated them south, back into the English Channel. Their search of the extensive haven of Portsmouth had turned up empty. There were signs that a large camp had existed here in the past, but it existed no longer and there was no Danish shipping to attack. This was becoming an all too common occurrence. After five weeks on station the three Scots ships had...

Surviving 3Chapter 26 Changes

Scott made it back to Inveraray before Mac left for Northumbria and he asked him to stay on for a discussion about their strategy against the Danish threat in England. He spent a pleasant few days with his wives and children waiting for Gabrain, Lachlan and Tara to travel from Oban. Another idea had come to Scott while he had been up in the air and he took the opportunity of speaking to his specialists about it now. The quality of the road surface as they had landed at Oban had contrasted...

Surviving 3Chapter 27 Peace

Scott took the next three weeks to travel round Scotland with his wives, a leisurely honeymoon meeting the remaining earls and their people while taking in the beauty and splendour of Scotland in all her autumnal glory. The weather was extremely kind and they were able to ride and visit some of the many sandy beaches, swimming and diving to try and catch flounders, a flat fish that lay on the sandy bottom of the sea. The girls had yet to really come down from their high of the wedding and...

Surviving 3Chapter 28 Ship ahoy

The winter of 890/891 AD was a severe one, with heavy snows and bitter gale force winds sweeping the country. The depth of the snow, particularly the drifts, pretty much locked things down. Gabrain did put together a dog team with his trusty Wolf, but that could only be for fun and he had to keep within close reach of the town. The lead up to the St Andrew's Day celebrations felt muted. Lots of activities were planned and there was a frenzy of activity as usual, but the cold, biting wind...

Surviving 3Chapter 29 Visitors

Scott continued to have dreams about the Stone of Destiny that seemed to be leading him deep into space. He saw great ships that travelled in the zero gravity voids, powerful ships that reached unbelievable speeds. When he awoke he once more questioned the relevance of the dream. He had returned to Inveraray after having travelled to Iceland with the Dalriada to show Olaf the lands that could be available to the Danes. It had taken three days sailing to reach Iceland and Olaf and his...

Surviving 3Chapter 30 The Stone

Scott decided to make it mandatory for all of the younger girls to have weapons and unarmed combat training in an attempt to improve their safety. His head was swimming with the twin problems of the killer and the alien, but he was still able to think of ideas to try to help the situation. The specialists had eventually agreed with Scott's assessment of the likely explanation for the alien's presence, most of them having taken a trip to the Inveraray cold store to view the body. They were...

SurvivingChapter 4 A companion

I lay back, catching my breath and letting some of the nervous energy drain away. So far I had been in this timeline for two days and I had now killed three men. Yip, my 'death is common' chant was proving very true indeed. I rolled over and stood up, crossing to the woman to see if she needed help. I looked down at her and saw her eyes widen as she took in my size and the jeans and boots I was wearing. She was quite obviously still spooked, probably in shock from the rape and watching both...

SurvivingChapter 5 Dunadd

I sat at the fire a while longer, reviewing the past two days and putting off joining the young beauty. I realised I had been very lucky so far. Two men had managed to come within a hundred yards of my camp and if it hadn't been for Kirsty's screams I would have been unaware. I was under no illusions that winning the fight was down more to the fact that they were both drunk and I had taken them by surprise than any prowess I might have. There was much less guilt about the two deaths than...

SurvivingChapter 6 Raiders

Returning the binos to my own eyes I scrutinised the longboat below me. It was full of men, most of them manning oars but a number in the prow of the boat, gazing forward. I estimated there were about eighty of them, similar in size perhaps to the Scots I had so far come across but looking wider across the shoulder. There were beards everywhere, every one of them had one, and they wore their hair long. I had thought that the horned helmets were probably a fiction of filmmakers but here I...

SurvivingChapter 7 For King and country

"Are you some kind of druid?" she continued. "How can you produce food from a bag that you fill with water?" I knew there was only one way to answer her questions, besides I was falling for her pretty hard and it was only right that I levelled with her. There was a concern as to how she would react though, how would she feel about sleeping with someone from over eleven hundred years in the future? I was beginning to enjoy what we were building together and I hesitated because of the...

SurvivingChapter 8 Bring it on

It was mid-afternoon when I heard the warning bell ring and I rushed from the cashel, buckling my sword belt on. "Scott, don't do anything stupid. Come back to me, please!" Kirsty cried as she realised what was afoot. "Don't fret princess, get yourself to the hiding place we prepared, I will be able to function better knowing you're safe." I ran down towards the bay, pleased to see the islanders performing their allotted tasks as we had planned. I had begun to wear a kilt in the...

SurvivingChapter 9 The High King of Scots

The king was as good as his word and I found three men waiting outside my small house the next morning. I asked them to find us horses as we were making the trip back to Crinan and they managed this without difficulty. For my purposes I needed at least one person who knew something of pottery or working with clay and when I questioned them none seemed to have that skill. They volunteered the name of another that could use clay and went to find him for me. So, it was with four men that I set...

SurvivingChapter 10 Women trouble

The crossing to Knapdale the next morning was short; barely an hour and we landed at the same Klberry where Duncan had been so recently slain. Some one hundred and fifty men from the lordship met us there and Lachlan introduced me to the local captains. Commandeering twenty horses we decided to ride on to Aird Driseig, the main settlement of the lordship. I ordered the remaining men, now over two hundred, to come on behind us, picking up some other contingents, Lachlan added, at Ormsary and...

SurvivingChapter 11 Fighting Dirty

Lachlan and I made our way through the host to where a banner fluttered indicating King Fergus' position. We found the King, surrounded by his own lieutenants and discussing tactics for the coming battle. "Ah, mac Fergus, good timing! The High King has had us waiting and need help to convince him to commit to battle. He has been camped opposite the Norse for three days already and I grow hot for blood. Now you are here I long to advance on these accursed Danes." Fergus said as I joined...

SurvivingChapter 12 Small beginnings

The rest of the day was filled with men returning to the camp laden with booty from the Danes, gear and cattle aplenty. In the mid-afternoon King Fergus was summoned to appear before the High King himself and he ordered me to go with him. We rode to Constantine's camp and dismounted to bow before him. He was about five foot eight tall but broad shouldered and with thick, stocky legs. He turned to sit on a wooden chair that must have been carried with his host, a plain circlet of gold was on...

SurvivingChapter 13 Trade winds

I spent the next few days with a squad of men and some picks and shovels, digging drainage ditches around a nearby field. The ditches quickly filled with water and we cut a channel down to the loch so that it could run off. The change in the field was marked. Although it was still marshy it was by no means as bad as it had been. I told Colmgil to give it a week or two and then to check and see how it looked. He was less sceptical now of my idea, having seen the amount of water that had seeped...

SurvivingChapter 14 Vikings return

The surly atmosphere in the house drove me out early the next morning. I determined that I might as well ride to Crinan to begin my investigation into the existing trade routes rather than leave myself available for further frosty treatment. I was encouraged to find out that my tributes of salt to King Fergus were already in much demand apparently with his trade partners. The trade seemed to be with merchant captains who sailed from Roman dominated Gaul, Denmark (incongruous given our trouble...

SurvivingChapter 15 Consummation

Fiona had pressed herself tightly against me and I could feel her little breasts against my chest. I looked over her head at Kirsty and saw she had a huge grin on her face. I swear I will never figure women out! Kirsty nodded to me, encouraging me to go further and I raised Fiona's head to give her a toe-curling kiss. She began moaning almost immediately and was rubbing herself against me, making my cock spring to attention in appreciation. I walked backwards slowly, leading her with me and...

SurvivingChapter 16 Enlargement

We were barely into autumn and there were still weeks before I thought bad weather would make travel and development difficult. I sent the majority of the Knapdale host back to Oban to recover the longships but detoured on my way back to Aird Driseig to visit Cowall and Bute. I ordered the longships to meet with us at the main camp of the lordship, Rothesay, as quickly as they could get there. My party was now about seventy on horseback, including my long bow archers and we made directly for...

SurvivingChapter 18 Keeping things warm

I managed to continue to avoid being alone with Eilean for some weeks. Gabrain kept the temperature up by telling me how much his mother liked me and how she was still speaking my name as she slept. I focussed my energy on other things. I questioned Kirsty closely as to the conditions we might expect during winter. The summer temperature had been above what I was used to so I thought it was important to ask. She advised that I could expect lots of snow and ice, extreme cold, biting winds....

SurvivingChapter 19 Winter

I waited with the Knapdale men in the same Kilfinan Bay where we had landed, waited for the return of my longships. They had embarked the Kintyre men and were taking them back to Campbeltown. There were high spirits in the camp, despite the light rain that was falling steadily. Colmgil and the Cowall and Bute men were also still with us and they were celebrating the defeat of the Saxons and the defence of their lordship with some vigour. I had sent for Gabrain, thinking it was important for...

SurvivingChapter 20 Strategy 9th Century

I remembered that I had once thought that all the ingredients for pasta were available to me. After all it was only eggs, flour and water. With little else to occupy the dark hours of the winter evenings I decided to treat all of to one of my favourite and simplest of dishes - tagliatelle. My first task was to secure a rolling pin but that wasn't difficult as many used them when making bread. I was able to scavenge some dried mushrooms, some cooked ham and even some wild oniony type plant....

SurvivingChapter 21 Snow joke walking home

I calmed Gabrain down but decided he needed to hear a bit more of a constructive explanation of his actions as part of his education. "Gabrain as a lord and a leader, people will rely upon you. You will need to take tough decisions, often decisions that will put people in harms way. You need to act responsibly. I suggest you need to learn a better approach to decision making than the one you used tonight when you thought it was okay to disobey me. Or the one you used when you blindly...

SurvivingChapter 22 Dads

Our return to Aird Driseig caused quite a stir. The smaller boats with the stolen horses had not stopped off at Campbeltown, but had pressed on for home and had brought the news of my 'loss' at Lancaster. None new what had happened to me, only that I hadn't made it back onto one of the ships. When Eilean had asked, she was told that Gabrain was missing too. The two dragon ships ran up to the newly built jetty, Gabrain and I standing in the prow of the leading ship. Of course we were...

Surviving 2Chapter 2 The Isles

Two messengers caught up with Scott at Achahoish before he could set sail. One was from Colmgil to say that he was sailing with the remaining Knapdale longship, full of Cowall men, and would try to rendezvous with Scott on the western seaboard. He suggested Crinan. That fitted well with the second messenger, one of his own men who had gone to Dunadd with a message for King Fergus. It seemed King Fergus had not waited for Scott but had launched an attack on the Norse himself. The Danes,...

Surviving 2Chapter 3 The new King

Scott huddled with Fiona and Eilean, hugging them to him as they poured out their story. They recounted their horror at witnessing the carnage at Aird Driseig, in particular the deaths of Kirsty, little Tina and Iain. "I couldn't do anything to save my sister wife," cried Fiona, "and the baby, oh Scott, the baby, I'm so sorry." She wailed out her grief. "Echdach pointed us out to the Norse and they were intent on taking us alive, but Kirsty would not have it. She fought with...

Surviving 2Chapter 4 Eilean and rebuilding

His first priority was to find bow makers and set them to making long bows. The Yew tree was considered in some way a holy tree and it could be found in reasonable numbers around those of his camps where churches were attached. He had brought some bows with him to Oban and gave these to the bow makers as a model for what he wanted. He asked Dougall to find him four hundred men, scattered throughout the lordship, and told him of the exercise regime he wanted these men to begin. While they...

Surviving 2Chapter 5 Autumn 873 AD

There was much to do that autumn. The fact that so many materials were required for building also produced a surprising bonus for Scott. The ovens had been used to roast the limestone to make quicklime for use in making mortar. Immediately afterwards a potter had tried to fire some pots and found the lime created a glaze that turned the pots a bright white colour. When Scott was called to see this strange phenomenon he grinned hugely at what looked like vitreous china, a key prerequisite in...

Surviving 2Chapter 6 Winter 873 874 AD

The friends enjoyed the rest of the evening, continuing their questioning of Scott and marvelling at everything that he had had access to in his own time. They understood the difficulty in recreating most of these, due to the lack of the sophisticated materials and machinery. Gabrain jokingly reminded Lachlan that his oath of allegiance had been to himself, not Scott and so his declaration of support for Scott could be construed as treason. Lachlan paused for a moment and then detected his...

Surviving 2Chapter 7 Spring 874 AD Fife

It was early spring and Scott had decided he wanted to make an early start to his campaign against the Saxons and Danes who were assailing Fife. He called a council with his lieutenants to establish his orders for the progress he expected in the lordship while he was away. His smiths had worked on ploughs and seed drills over the winter and he now set out what he wanted done by way of planting. Grain planting would be increased significantly, his land improvements and the machinery making...

Surviving 2Chapter 8 Still spring 874 AD Fife

First light found them on the banks of Loch Leven, at last able to see enough to stop and take stock. Men rushed forward to help Lachlan lower Scott to the ground and he began to examine the injuries his friend had sustained. A long slash on his right thigh was fairly obvious and accounted for the blow struck by the man Lachlan had cut down. The cut was still leaking blood and Lachlan hurried to attend to it. The only other injuries Lachlan could identify were severe bruising on Scott's arm...

Surviving 2Chapter 9 Summer 874 AD Strathclyde and Moray

Murdoch mac Duff was ecstatic. His lands cleared of Saxons for the first time in almost two years. He was fulsome in his praise of Scott and the Dalriada men. Despite the fact that his land had been occupied for so long, sufficient beasts were found to have a celebration that evening. Scott sat with Gabrain and his captains listening to mac Duff bemoan the sorry state of his lands. "It is probably too late for planting grain this season and the Saxons have used up all the reserves my camps...

Surviving 2Chapter 10 autumn winter 874 AD

"David mac Scott mac Fergus. I like it, he already sounds like a man with something about him." Said Fiona. They had both agreed on the name David for the boy. Scott thought he could remember his biblical studies suggested the name meant 'beloved' and had been the name of the second King of Israel - a noted warrior and poet. The baby appeared lively and healthy, certainly had nothing wrong with his lungs if the squalling was anything to go by, and he was feeding greedily from his...

Surviving 2Chapter 11 autumn winter 874 875 AD

Scott and Gabrain arrived back at the house to find the girls had a guest. Scott recognised her as the girl they had been walking around the camp with for some weeks and months. He was immediately on his guard, suspicious of the girls' motives. Nonetheless he couldn't help look the girl over now that he was up close. She was slim, almost boyish, had dark skin and doe-like eyes. He had to admit to himself that she was a stunning girl. Eilean introduced the girl as Hella, smiling knowingly...

Surviving 2Chapter 12

There was a definite feeling of satisfaction amongst people on their return to Dalriada, a feeling of a job completed, unfinished business dealt with. Scott and Gabrain made their way slowly through the snow back to Inveraray and to the girls' welcome home. Scott and the two girls celebrated by christening the sunken bath, which had been finished in his absence. As he had suspected, Fiona had planned a bubble bath and her liquid soap worked perfectly. They had great fun playing around in the...

Surviving 2Chapter 13 autumn 875 AD

The autumn harvest was in full swing and it had remained peaceful in Dalriada. Scott decided that he and Gabrain could afford to take a trip to visit Murdoch in Fife to see how trade was going there. He had been sending wagonload after wagonload of trade goods over to Fife, in part to free space in his warehouses but also because Murdoch had been urging him to do so, his goods apparently doing well with the Low Country merchants. So far Scott wasn't clear what Murdoch was actually trading...

Surviving 2Chapter 14 Constantine

Scott shook off his black mood. He knew it wouldn't do him or Dalriada any good and in any event, the people had made their wishes clear. His first order of business was to see to their defences so that they could hold the High King long enough to allow the full muster of his men. He knew the Pass of Brander was the key to stopping anyone overrunning the main part of Loarne and he now marshalled archers and crossbows onto the high ground above the narrow pass. Even a small number of men...

Surviving 2Chapter 15 autumn winter 875 AD

When Murdoch joined them, Scott clasped his arm, slapping his back in appreciation. "You were unlooked for my friend, but never have a I seen a more welcome sight I think, Fife's timing couldn't have been better! By what miracle are you here, and with all these at your back?" Scott gestured at the many thousands of men Murdoch had brought with him. "My scouts brought me word of the High King passing south and east with a great host not long after you left Fife. I know the High King...

Surviving 2Chapter 16 winter 875 876 AD

Scott discussed his idea for a St Andrew's day holiday with Gabrain, he was after all, the King! Gabrain thought it was a great idea and he grew excited himself at the thought of a feast throughout his Kingdom of Dalriada. The girls, now including Esta, were behind the idea too and immediately began making plans. Scott explained the feast as being dedicated to the Saint behind the Saltire flag and was surprised that all accepted that as reason enough. The monks in particular were impressed...

Surviving 2Chapter 17 spring summer 876 AD

The spring of 876 AD started with a momentous discovery for Scott. It was perhaps momentous for him alone in Dalriada, none other recognising at the time what the find meant. The first merchant ship of the year called in at Inveraray, loaded with iron ore and limestone as usual - these being the staple things that Dalriada traded for normally. The captain of the merchantman was put out when Scott explained they would no longer need a supply of iron ore, as this had been a major trade item for...

Surviving 2Chapter 18 Autumn winter 876 AD

Scott's two thousand foot had already arrived in Fife and were camped to the north and east of Dùn Fearam Linn. There was something of a stir in the camp; an atmosphere and Scott called for his lieutenants to discover what was going on. It seemed that the men had been here for several nights and some had been drinking heavily. The night before one of the women with the host, one of those brought to serve in a field hospital, had been raped by two men. Scott was furious. Perhaps the...

Surviving 2Chapter 19 Autumn 876 AD winter spring 877AD

Scott's girls admitted they had found the experience of the battle in Fife traumatic, particularly watching the Saxons being bombarded by the trebuchets when they had nowhere to run. They had also badly missed little David who had been left behind with Hella. Scott thought to re-assure them by telling them they wouldn't have to go again, only to find himself under attack, the girls adamant that they would set an example to the other Dalriada women. It seemed to be a case of 'it's a tough...

Surviving 2Chapter 20 877 AD

Scott, Gabrain and Murdoch remained close to their men for the remainder of their time at Scone. Aed made no overt moves against them. It was unlikely, given the recent events that the northern Scots would have taken up arms against the Dalriada men anyway. The Dalriada forces intervention had saved many of them from the hands of the Norse. On the surface Aed was also full of praise for them, but the friends weren't taken in by the oily words from the new High King. Giric seemed to be...

Surviving 2Chapter 21 Autumn winter 877 878 AD

It took some weeks to have the masts fitted to the new ships. Scott and Gabrain took the opportunity to review how other things were progressing in Oban. Further shipments of Rouncey horses had been traded here and Scott now found he had over sixty of the huge beasts with breeding underway. Work had been ongoing at the Oban camp to install a similar sewer system to that achieved at Inveraray and the local craftsmen were working flat out to install toilets in all of the...

Surviving 2Chapter 22 Spring 878AD

Scott spent a lot of time with his R&D group that winter, allowing them to drag every little piece of information they could from him on the topics that most interested them. He tried to refrain from making suggestions, not wanting to stifle their creativity, instead just submitting to the interrogation with good grace. So far they had been subjecting a number of materials to the tried and tested forms of processing - dissolving in water, evaporation, roasting at high temperatures - but...

Surviving 2Chapter 23 Summer autumn 878 AD

Scott and Gabrain made a flying visit back to Dalriada to set some of their plans in motion. They set a general muster of men in train, picking up Lachlan and Colmgil on their way to Inveraray. Scott received the most wonderful news when they landed and made their way up to the house. He could see right away that Eilean had put on weight, her small frame unable to conceal even a slight variation. He looked at her and watched a huge grin spread over her face. His own face must have looked...

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