Conall Reid's POV
"What is he saying?" Katrina asked as she looked at me.
"I'm not sure," I said as I looked at the man again. He mumbled something before he looked at us and talked again.
"Who are you, people?" He asked in Gaelic. Probably that's why Katrina and I don't understand it at first but after I heard it the second time, I can understand him, well, except for Katrina.
"excuse me, do you know what year is it? Time? Day?" I asked in Gaelic which left Katrina clueless in this conversation.
"it's 1950, January 23, morning after dawn," he said as I looked at Katrina. She was speechless as she did not know what to say or understand anything in the conversation.
"where are we?" I asked him again.
"Scotland, boy. You talked Gaelic but you don't know where you are. What a sad lad," he said before his friends laughed at me.
"huh, right," I said as I asked them what are they doing here. They said that they were on a hunting trip but got interrupted as a trunk was coming their way.
"I'm sorry, that would be me," I said as I was smiling sheepishly.
"no problem lad. Say, where are you going with the woman? Are you kidnapping her, lad?" He asked as he was trying to make a situation of our relationship.
"no, no, no. my wife and I were attacked by wolves as we were strolling through the forest," I said as I pulled Katrina to my side. She looked at me before looking at the men.
"what's going on?" She asked as she looked at us.
"nothing, milady. Just a misunderstanding. Where are you trying to go?" The man asked in English as Katrina was talking in English.
"no, it's alright. We were trying to go to… to…" I needed to think quickly as to where I would be at right now. A lightbulb went on in my head as I looked at the man smiling.
"We were on our way to Reid's estate but we got lost and there were bandits that attacked us. Our clothes and things have been robbed. Would you be so kind as to help us?" I said to him in Gaelic as it would be a good thing to use ancient language with them. He looked at us that was dressing rather indifferent than them as I have my lab coat on my casual polo shirt and denim as Katrina was wearing a sundress.
"where have been in that?" He said as he mentioned us to follow him. We followed him as well as his friends were walking along with us. Katrina's grip on my arm was strong enough that it would be leaving a bruise on it. I chuckled as I took her hand into mine.
"where are they taking us?" Katrina asked me as she was looking at me. I smiled at her but I didn't say anything. Not that I will spoil her with information that would bring her into my home if we ever make it the present day. Possibly.
"Conall, where are we going?" She hissed at me before the old man looked at us.
"we will be meeting Lord Reid, your husband said that he was a distant relative," he said as it was a matter of fact. Damnation to him being honest.
"Did he now?" Katrina said as she looked at me. I smiled nervously as I looked at her. She was narrowing her eyes at me.
"surprise?" I said before she rolled her eyes at me as she walked faster than me.
"My love, wait," I said as I went to her side. I matched my pace with her as I went to hold her by her waist as I kept her close.
"let me go" she hissed at me. Her golden eyes were glistening under the sunlight, fiery and stubborn. I just laughed at her before went to her ear to whisper.
"These lads will not leave us until we have arrived in the estate. We cannot trust them. They could be bandits," I said as Katrina just rolled her eyes.
"well let them be. If they can defeat us," she said as she walked forward. I was confused by her words before the leader was halting to a stop.
"looks like we underestimate you, lads," he said as he unseated his gun from his belt.
"money and jewelry if you don't mind," he said as he showed us his blacken teeth.
Katrina Kuznetsov's POV
"come on now. I don't want to hurt you," the old man who was apparently the leader, said as he was gesturing his gun at us. I rolled eyes at him as Conall tried to talk it out.
"What is the meaning of this?" Conall said as he looked around.
"I thought you want to help us to the Reid Estate," he said as the old man just laughed at him.
"fools, there's no way that you can make it out alive in that forest. You guys must be rich if that bandits just lived you guys to breathe," the old man said as his friends were circling us as that wolves did.
"look what you have got us into," I said as my back was connecting with Conall. seriously, he was useless in a pressured situation.
"I thought you're one of the good guys," Conall said as he looked at them. I rolled my eyes again as I can't believe this guy.
"Conall, we've been played," I said as I looked around to plan my attacks. There were 4 people that were circling us and the leader was the only one that was holding the gun. He can only fire 6 bullets if he had it full ammo.
"Conall, I need you to duck when I counted to three," I whispered at him.
"what? why?" He asked. I was about to count as I can hear the leader was talking to us.
"Hey, don't whisper in front of me," he said as he was pointing his gun at us.
"one, two, three," I said as Conall ducked, I went to kick all the guys that were circling us.
I went to one of them as I wrapped my legs around his neck and I broke it before the leader was in chaos. He was trying shot me but he shot his friend as I jumped to the other one. I did the same thing with the neck as I snapped him. His body stumbled to the ground before I went to the last guy and snapped his neck with my bare hands. He dropped to the ground before I looked at the leader.
He was terrified as I just killed 4 people in a matter of seconds. I went to walk to him as Conall was getting up from his sitting duck.
"don't move," I said to him before he went to close his head again.
"Please, don't kill me," the bad guy said as I walked toward him.
"who send you?" I asked as I looked at him.
"no one, I swear," he said as I took the gun from his hand. I looked at the gun as I wanted to smack that guy for lying.
"tell my father I said hi," I said before shot the guy's head. Conall got up from his sitting as he went to my side.
"what did you do?" He hissed at me. I looked at him bored as I handed him the gun.
"take a look," I said as I went to look around the body. They all carried the tattoo of a blacksmith on their left forearm. I tsk as I knew my father was behind all this attack.
"what's the meaning of this?" Conall said as he looked at me puzzled about the gun. I sighed before I went to his side.
"you know for someone who was good at science and math, you're really bad with common sense. Look at the manufactured," I said as I guided him to see it on the gun.
"Product of Russia, 1990," he read.
"How can the gun be produced in 1990 if we stuck in 1950?" I asked him as he looked at me and I looked at him. From the looks of it, we both agreed that there was something bigger at play here.