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Randle and I were visiting my half sister Iris on our anniversary. She took her father's last name Chisholm. She is five foot seven,pail skin, long curls of red, her weight is one hundred and thirty-five pounds. She is a historian for a Scottish Museum. Iris wrote last month that she is engaged to a gentleman. They have been together for five years now so its about time I think. Frank though thinks she is a bastard that should not have relations to me. I love my sister and am happy for her. When we arrived Frank set reservations at a small inn. It upset my sister who came to meet us. "Listen here you English bastard. I spent the last month cleaning a room for you two. Why spend money when you have a place for free." She said on the drive angry. "Because like you Claire and I want to start a family. Unlike you she isn't a bastard child." He said smugly. Iris pulled over pulled Frank out the car and viciously attached him. "Iris stop this isn't worth it." She tried to stop me till the authorities arrived and I met the man she is engaged to.  He has unruly red curls blue eyes light tan skin he wasn't fat nor scrawny. He was buff and looked like he could mess anyone's day up.  "Iris what's the problem here darlin." He asked giving her handy work a look over. "You must be Frank and Clair. Sorry about this she can be a bit spit fire. Truth be told thats why I love her." His men joke about who will where the pants. "Aye thats enough lads I where them when it counts. Happy wife happy life. As my father would say. Now lets get him looked over and you all to the cottage." He seems like a good natured fellow. I can see why she like him. "We have reservations at an inn" Frank said spitting out some blood. "Ah that probably is the cause. You offended her lad and that *laughs* got you in this state. Come on get you a drink." He said helping Frank into the car. "I will drive Lass can't trust you not to kill the poor man." Iris gave him a look then he looked at Frank. It was like he knew what happened. "Make no mistake I have no problem with you. But you ever call her a bastard child again. I will be the one fighting you not her." He had a sirius tone. "Alright then off we go. Oh god where are my manners I am James  Fraser. You must be Claire Iris doesn't shut up about you and yur childhood." He laughed "yes well sir you may want to keep my sister in line." I said Glaring at her. "Hard to do that but am trying." He said before taking her hand to his lips. After that momen our lives were all changed. Iris and I found ourselves in a grave situation.