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OUTLANDER (2026) 10 810 Cross Stitch

In the Limbo between life and death that Claire created with her La Dame Blanche power, Jamie suddenly got the chance to be a ghost.

Upon discovering he could time travel in this form, he decided he wanted to see Claire before she went to the stones like The Woman of Balnain. In the town of Inverness on All Hallow's Eve in 1946, he could see her in the window of the inn. Jamie smiled, because Claire looked as beautiful as she ever did. It was a privilege to see her like this. However, he never expected himself to be seen, let alone confronted by Frank, and that rattled him even as a spirit.

His thoughts next took him to the ancient circle of standing stones of Craigh na Dun. In this form, he could hear the buzzing as described by his family. There was a gemstone in his brooch. He could hear all of his time traveling clan in the buzzing, and in that moment he knew his granddaughter Frances had the ability. Dare he touch one? Doing so connected him to Claire even more. There were things you could kent with your soul that you could not with your body or mind.

Claire had said she had gone to look for blue flowers. Blue, the rarest colour in nature. As he withdrew his hand from the stone and walked away, fading back into Limbo, he caused some forget-me-nots to grow at the base, knowing Claire would touch it and come back to him.

He relived his life with Claire. His Sassenach.

A Stitch in Time may save Nine.

The fabric would be mended.

Jamie heard Claire suck in a breath.

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Episode 204 Blue Sex

Part 1

I have come to the conclusion that people here see and interpret things EXACTLY the way they choose to. As I have said before, they have ALREADY decided who Sam is and they aren’t letting go of that decision. Logic won’t change them. Sam’s own posts and behavior won’t change them. He could take out billboards all around the world announcing his relationship and someone here would call it a PR stunt or a circus. The mental gymnastics of how they twist things to fit their own narrative is actually both comical and sad. I think they cannot bear to admit they may actually be really wrong. I have also decided that somehow, some way they are getting something out of this. The constant stirring of crap gives them some kind of personal reward. Maybe it’s the idea that they can shape other people’s perception or feed other people’s narrative. If it didn’t, they wouldn’t continue to do it. Perhaps it’s the anonymity of SM that fuels it. No one here really has to know who you are, so you can be as nice or as vindictive as you choose. I even truly believe there are some blogs whose creators don’t believe anything they are posting, but they actually get a cheap thrill from manipulating those who are so desperate to be right. I think some even withhold posts for days to stir up interest and get more views. In the end, when the truth of who Sam is is finally obvious, I predict they will either disappear completely or claim they never really believed that narrative.

The audacity of claiming you somehow know this man based on what you see on SM is so ridiculous. Maybe in the early years when he was naive and unaware of how fandoms behave he shared more personal stuff. But since he, and MANY people he genuinely cares about, have been treated so horribly here I don’t think we see the real Sam at all anymore.

I’m also amused, and honestly confused, by those who spin long diatribes about how they interpret his every move, motivation, choice, fear, etc, as if they actually know him personally. These pseudo psychiatrists (a real one would never post that garbage) act as if they know exactly what he’s doing and why. I personally think Sam has learned some really hard, painful lessons about how fans can turn against you and hurt those you care about. That’s why I believe we haven’t seen the real Sam in ages. We see a crafted image that’s safe, but not personal. And even with this image I have seen him occasionally post some personal stuff ( I think to test the waters) only to see the SAME EXACT behavior happen here again.

I believe he’s much simpler than all of that analysis. I remember how many young men I have taught/directed who told me just how simple/straightforward/easy guys really are. Women are the ones who consistently look for angles, manipulation, motives, games, a “ circus “ 🤣😂 if you will. I suppose the boring, mundane truth is just not juicy enough to keep us showing up multiple times a day to lap it all up. I think Sam is pretty ordinary- which is ironically why I actually like him. He doesn’t seem to care about all the over the top expensive Hollywood stuff. His house is gorgeous, but it’s not a mansion worth multi-millions. How many times have we seen the man in the same clothes? I think he’s a guy who didn’t grow up with money or social position. I think he has always been a workhorse. He talks of being a “jobbing actor” looking for work and doing odd jobs to pay the bills. I see a guy who has worked hard to create something for himself. We don’t have to like it or approve of it. It’s his life.

I don’t know his inner feelings any better than anyone here, but I would guess that growing up without a father really shapes you. I am not going to be a pseudo therapist and analyze Sam, but I am sure that childhood has shaped a lot of his choices.

I have also come to realize something else that I believe about this corner of the fandom. I think Sam is probably a really polite, nice guy. I believe the people who have worked with him when they say he’s genuinely kind. In fact, it’s that kindness and goodness that I think has made Sam an easy target for the haters. It’s always been interesting to me to see how the nicest, kindest people are often the ones attacked, made fun of, taunted, laughed at, etc. Sam was sweet and endearing when we first saw him. His Jamie was easy to love. His kind eyes and shy demeanor were so sweet. He seemed so innocent and such a gentleman to defer to Caitriona when talking about the show. He was such a cute flirt. We just couldn’t help but adore him.

But then his confidence grew, and he got hurt enough ( and so did his closest loved ones) by this fandom that he built a wall, a shield to protect himself. Now we see the crafted Sam, the image, the character, if you will, that he has chosen to play. He gives us what we want (people pleaser) with photos and constant posts, but we never see more than glimpses of that sweet, endearing, shy, beautiful soul we all loved. That’s why I think so many are angry. He is not the fantasy they believed he was ( or at least he’s not sharing that with us anymore) and they are pissed and hurt.

I love all this BS about how he can’t possibly love Steph because we never see them touch much. He doesn’t gaze at her the way he does at Caitriona (another character he has perfected, btw) so it can’t be real. Makes me LOL. Honestly with THIS fandom would you really let people see your most loving, intimate moments so that bloggers can dissect them and analyze every camera angle? I keep hearing the justification from bloggers that if he would just clearly announce his relationship there wouldn’t be so much gossip. I call bullshit. Every single woman I have ever seen even near the man has been trashed by this fandom. There’s two women I can think of right now who I believe are friends/colleagues of Sam who were treated this way. Two women we wouldn’t even have noticed or known their names if not for this site. There’s been no real proof of anything except shared interests and time spent together and BOOM it’s a sexual relationship. We don’t KNOW that. Apparently Sam cannot have female friends with shared interests unless he’s having sex with them. There are others, but those two stand out. There’s NEVER been a woman the man is close to ( in whatever way) who hasn’t been attacked. NOT ONE! Do we really believe the man is going to show us his most intimate moments knowing this fandom?

And the analysis of Steph. Seriously??? A woman no one here knows. All this holier than thou analysis of her relationships. First, her divorce. Funny how here on Tumblr it was only Steph who was at fault in that breakup. Apparently her first husband was perfect in every way. I am not even going to address the unfounded rumors I have seen about the divorce. See, this fandom loves juicy gossip and in the absence of real evidence, it just makes things up. None of us knows why they broke up. Divorces happen. People aren’t well suited. Sometimes one or both need to grow up more. Who knows? Definitely not us. And I am not touching the grief shaming. There’s so, so much we don’t know. We can only infer based on what we are able to see. Grief is a process-a lifelong process. We don’t have to like her choices, but that doesn’t make her a bad person. But you see, making her a bad, manipulative, weak, desperate for attention woman fits perfectly with a CHOSEN narrative that one refuses to let go of. I don’t know her. She could be a huge mistake for Sam or the best thing that’s ever happened to him. But that’s for them to work out. He is a grown man and I am not his mother, sister, best friend, etc. I don’t get to tell him who to have a relationship with.

Look, if Sam is happy I am happy for him. If they break up, I hope they both can heal and find real happiness. If they end up together, I wish them nothing but happiness and love. I don’t get any personal glee out of calling her names or writing poems or theses about a relationship I know very little about.

The thing that disgusts me the most about all this is the horrible treatment of women by the women in this fandom. It’s childish and shameful. I would hate to know that these women were talking about my daughter the way they talk about Steph.

OUTLANDER (2026) 03 810 Dragonfly in Amber

The morning of the Kings Mountain Battle, Claire did not want to leave the bed. When she sighed and said, "Here we are…" his mind unexpectedly jumped to a sentence in the final part of another book Brianna had given him, a fiction he'd read, THE LORD OF THE RINGS. Here we are, at the end of all things. But they could pretend this was like any other morning, watching the sun rise. "Life on the Ridge will go on without us," Claire said, and it was the truth. They could hold this moment in time, like the wedding gift Claire once received from Hugh Munro, an insect suspended in a block of resinous amber. She was also telling the bees a lot of things he wanted to hear, but he would rather be in the here and now with his wife. Claire told him what the bees had been doing. Two bees were holding each other's feet while sleeping in a flower. He agreed it was sweet. It reminded him of a poem bit by William Butler Yeats:

Nine bean rows will I have there And a hive for the honey-bee And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

Isn't that what Claire wanted? A quiet country life with bees? Not alone, she said, and kissed him. "I don't think the quiet life was ever meant for us."

Jamie thought about the many times he'd been a madman where Claire was concerned. "I've lived longer than I thought I would. I have lived to see my grandchildren," he smiled, because they brought him great joy. "Not a blessing everyone receives." He so wanted to meet William's eventual wife and see his children. Perhaps Bree would have more bairns. He thought Heaven should allow him to know how his family is getting on, that God would let him have a wee look in.

"Being a ghost, may be quite interesting." He would love to haunt a few folk. A wee glance at Claire, because he wouldn't want to frighten her. Claire wondered about her parents, who she lost at an early age and never had a proper home because she traveled so much with her uncle Lam. She said she'd never lived long enough in one place to even have owned a common household vase. She'd seen one when she arrived in Scotland for the first time, but didn't buy it because the next morning she went to Craigh na Dun looking for forget-me-not flowers.

Jamie asked if Claire regretted finding the flowers and touching the stone. "Never. I have everything I never knew I wanted."

The rest was their history.

The only thing Jamie still wanted was to sleep in a flower while holding Claire's feet, he joked.

OUTLANDER (2026) 05 810 A Blessing For A Warrior Going Out

The last thing Jamie did before leaving his Fraser's Ridge home was speak with Claire's bees. It was a blessing to finally do so. He thought he said what he needed. Resolved, he put on his hat, walked to his horse, and rode with Claire and his men off the Ridge towards Kings Mountain. As they passed the church that served as the Masons Lodge meeting house, he saluted the flag of the new nation that proudly flew over the door. An American nation.

At the crossroad, Jamie's war party joined the larger one led by Benjamin Cleveland. Their combined companies would meet up with other groups staged at the foot of Kings Mountain. According to Claire's knowledge of history, this was the last major back country battle before the British surrender. Jamie intended for history to run true. Claire just wanted to go home. "I'm not afraid of dying," he told her. "I'm afraid of not seeing my home again." "We will see the Ridge again," Claire responded with a small smile. Jamie nodded in agreement and turned his attention back to the task at hand.

Nine times, the auld fortuneteller woman in Paris had told him many years ago. He would die nine times before his death. So far, he'd been able to make every fight count. This one would be no different. He told Ian to settle the men and went to speak with Cleveland, who said the British were on the high ground. From Frank's book Jamie had had a chance to change that but chose not to because he believed in Claire's history. Had he known, Cleveland would've called him a damned fool for not taking the advantage. But he didn't, and believed the British were in a rat trap at the top, they could just pick them off since numbers were roughly equal. He looked around at the men. Some of them would die. It was harsh thinking but he intended on only changing that one book fact about himself, if he could. His small, insignificant life, as Claire had called it.

SAM HEUGHAN in OUTLANDER (2026) 810 Final Official Stills, BTS Video from STARZ, Paley Center

More than a month later I'm still thinking about the TV finale so before I post the last 810 story segment, here are the remainder of the official Jamie photos, a final BTS video from STARZ, and The Paley Center celebration.

Yes, I am deeply mourning the end of seeing Sam play Jamie Fraser. It’s terrible he never received any award recognition for his tremendous performance.

I don't know how I'm going to emotionally manage to read Diana's final book, but obviously, I will. I think she'll do a more satisfying job of wrapping the story since words on a page are limitless and inexpensive.

I think I’ll still have more to say about Series 8 and the finale. There’s also Lord John Grey to address.

Happy Independence Day, America! 🇺🇸

OUTLANDER (2026) 08 810 A Breath of Snow and Ashes

As Jamie fought his way up Kings Mountain, all he could hear was screaming, gunshots, and Ferguson's damn whistle. Fraser's Ridge men followed closely, and he looked around for the British Major on a white horse as they forced through their line. The whistle made it easy to find him and once within range, Jamie aimed a pistol at the Major but was forced to fire elsewhere, saving Buck. There was still a lot of skirmishing and Jamie ran towards the last place he saw Ferguson. As he warily approached the mountain top, it looked like the fighting was over, with the rebels winning the day just as Frank had written. Jamie, however, was still standing, and then he saw Claire coming towards him. Was it really over?

Just as he was about to walk towards her, a British rider came fast out of the smoke. Jamie turned at the same time Claire screamed and met the charge square with his sword, slicing through and unseating the soldier, who turned out to be Major Ferguson, whom the rebels dragged away. Jamie was unscathed and called to Claire, who didn't seem to believe it, but he was.

"It's over! Sassenach." She came running to him and they joyfully embraced with relief. Was it really over? In that moment, Claire declared Frank was wrong and Jamie was never happier about that. The field was theirs. Amidst the death and destruction of battle, they kissed.

Though jubilant, there were still injured and wounded men that Doctor Fraser needed to tend. Jamie kissed her hand, still hardly believing it was over, and let her go. He had some words for Patrick Ferguson.

The celebration on top of the mountain was loud and boisterous. The cool, crisp air under a gray sky had the clean scent of snow coming, dispersing the smoke and ash of fire. Jamie gladly saw his kin and friends unharmed. "Victory is ours!" he shouted to the men, who cheered in return. Only one thing remained: formal British surrender. He saw Ferguson on the ground by a rock, walked over, pointed his sword, and demanded it of him.

"I will never surrender," he growled, suddenly pulling out a hidden pistol and shooting Jamie point blank in the heart.

OUTLANDER (2026) 07 810 Drums of Autumn

Kings Mountain, October 7, 1780

As per usual, the day dawned. Jamie handed Roger Mac a cross so no one would shoot him, from the front anyway. Both he and Claire needed to stay at camp and come in after, when folk would need them. Jamie looked around at the men once again, nodded to Ian Og in his Mohawk war paint, took his rifle, and led them out.

Jamie had one more speech to give to the freedom fighters of Fraser's Ridge: We've come a long way, lads, and we've a wee bit further to go. As we stand on the brink of battle, let us be thankful for the breath still in our bodies. For the strength still in our bones. For the courage we will find within us. Let our hearts be ablaze, never with fury or fear or hatred, but the desire to fight and fight well. Not for gold or glory, but for our families. And for freedom.

In conclusion, he asked Minister Roger Mac to bless them. Jamie crossed himself in the Catholic manner, and sent the men off.

"Look after her, Roger Mac," he asked, standing beside Claire. "Pray for me." He turned to her. "Tha gradh agam ort, mo chridhe." I love you, my heart. She answered the same, in mangled Gaidhlig but his heart swelled all the more at hearing his native tongue from her lips. He kissed her once more, put on his hat, and formally bowed to her before heading off.

The battle itself went surprisingly much like The Book described, right down to Ferguson's damnable whistle, calling his men like dogs. Jamie didn't have as fine an education as Claire or Frank, but over the course of his life, he well learned things never taught in a school, like effective warfare. That knowledge was saving many lives today, as were Brianna's modified rifles. They went steadily firing up the mountain until Jamie drew his sword and ordered a charge. The two sides clashed. He'd spent his whole life doing exactly this: fighting Redcoats. He wasn't about to be beaten now.

OUTLANDER (2026) 09 810 An Echo in the Bone

Under an unforgiving pearl grey sky British Major Patrick Ferguson, in a final act of defiance, shot him with a hidden pistol. Jamie dropped his sword in shock and stared at him, then at Ian Og who was looking at him with the same shock he felt. The shot vibrated his body as he fell to his knees. He could feel the lifeblood ebbing from the shot hole, and could not do a damn thing to stop it from coming out there or his mouth.

He thought he saw Buck and Josiah in front of him; he fell onto rock; he heard multiple answering shots killing the blackguard redcoat absolutely dead.

"Ahh, dinnae fash," he faintly told Claire when she frantically got there and saw the damage. "I'm not afraid." He felt her lift him up in her arms. It was only where he ever wanted to be since that night on the road in Scotland. He'd been injured then, too.

"Forgive me… Sassenach," he said weakly, looking up at her in the same way he did all those years ago, time echoing in their hearts and bones. He felt her anguish, saw and heard her begging him not to go but he did not know how to stop it, closed his eyes so he could better see The Way…