[ Claire is insanely curious by nature, and now that she's been on the planet a fair amount of time, she finds she doesn't mind sharing as much as she did on Earth, in either life. She still asks her fair share of questions, but sometimes it's nice to be a little more known. What she experienced doesn't need to be a secret. No one's accusing her of witchcraft, here. ]

I don't know, honestly. I was looking for a certain flower. Forget-me-nots, and they were growing around the base of a stone. I heard a sound like...a beehive. The closer I got to the stone, the louder the noise, and I reached out, touched rock, then traveled back in time. My husband can't hear the noise, and he can't travel through.

[ Neither husband. She can't help but give a small shrug, because she has no explanation for it. ]

Since then I've gone through twice more, purposefully. It's painful, I felt as though I'd been in a car accident. But that fades quickly. Still, I hope I never need to do it again.

[ Especially because it would mean being separated from Jamie again. ]