Hello all! So sorry that I haven't updated anything in like, forever. I literally have been so busy I forgot this existed.

Ahem.

Well here is chapter 3! So sorry it took so long.

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The Time Agent Ch. 3

"Who the hell are you?" One of the men asked.

"Well I'm not British if that's what you're worried about," she replied, while stretching her arms outward.

"What are you doing here girl?" Another asked.

Jane sighed. "Clearly we are off to a bad start."

She stood and brushed herself off. She struck out her hand and offered it to Benjamin.

"My name Jane Smith and I'm here to fight for the cause," she said with a smile.

"A woman? Fight? Clearly you Americans are brimming with surprises," said a man with a French accent.

Jane turned to the Frenchman and gave a little bow, "Bonjour Commandant Villeneuve, c'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer."

Jean's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "Vous parlez Français?"

"Oui," she smirked. "Nous avons beaucoup à apprendre les uns des autres."

"Oui, il semble que nous faisons," he replied.

She turned to Ben again, whose face had become confused with the exchange of foreign words.

"Mister Martin, perhaps we could have a discussion in private?"

He nodded and turned to the rest of the militia.

"Men, set up camp. John, Jean and Miss Smith, follow me," he ordered.

They went to a corner of the mission and gathered up firewood. Jane volunteered to start the fire as them two men observed her curiously. Once lit, she sat down with her legs crossed, and looked at them expectantly. Benjamin cleared his throat.

"Now Miss Smith-"

"Jane," she quickly interrupted.

Benjamin stared at her then began again.

"Jane," he corrected. "While I appreciate your enthusiasm for the cause, I simply cannot allow you to join the militia. As Commander Villeneuve stated, you are a woman. You would prove to be a distraction to the men and would not be able to protect yourself. I cannot afford distractions."

Reminding herself of the social norms of the time, she didn't let Benjamin's words offend her. Women were trained to be good wives and daughters, not soldiers. Instead she turned to Benjamin.

"Mister Martin-"

"Ben," he interrupted, mimicking her.

"Ben," she corrected with a smile. "With all due respect, I am perfectly capable of defending myself and fighting."

Martin raised an eyebrow, "I find that hard to believe. Now a nurse, I could maybe consider. But in battle, I cannot see you being much use."

"That's fair enough," she consented. "Why should you trust my skills? You don't know anything about me."

"Exactly," Benjamin nodded, relived sounding.

"So what if I could prove to you that I am perfectly capable of defending myself and aiding in battle?" Jane asked confidently, crossing her arms over her chest.

"That I would love to see," Jean grinned.

Benjamin sighed. Jane knew he was the sort of man that would at least give her the chance to prove herself. She was right.

"Alright Mis- Jane. You may try and convince me," he relented.

"Excellent!" Jane grinned. "If you could ask a soldier to come over with his bayonet please, I will demonstrate my skills."

Benjamin nodded and left the mission corner to retrieve a soldier. He came back with a young man in his 20's. He had his blonde tied back in a short ponytail as was the fashion of the day.

"This is my son, Gabriel," Benjamin said to Jane.

Jane stepped forward and shook his hand firmly rather than accepting the kiss on the back of her own hand.

Gabriel looked uncomfortably at his father.

"Father I don't feel right about attacking a woman," He said hesitantly.

"I assure you Mister Martin, I am quite capable. Now if you would, please charge me like you would in battle," Jane said, taking a defensive stance.

Gabriel still looked hesitant, but with a nod from his father. He sighed and straightened up. He gripped the musket with the wicked looking bayonet on the top. He squared off against Jane.

"Ready?" he asked.

Jane nodded briskly, a determined smirk on her lips.

Gabriel sprang into action. He charged at Jane, running with the bayonet fixed on her. As he was about to thrust the blade forward, Jane stepped out of the way. Surprised, his body kept moving. Jane took advantage by using a low sweeping kick to trip the young soldier. As he fell to his back, his grip on the musket loosened. Jane took hold of it and flipped it around. Before he knew it, she had one knee on his chest and he found himself staring down the barrel of a gun.

Gabriel slowly raised his hands near his head.

"I surrender?" He said, meekly.

Jane flashed a sweet smile and released him from her captivity. She held out her hand to him, and after a few moments, he accepted. She returned his musket to him and then turned to his father.

"Are you satisfied?" She asked.

Benjamin did a good job hiding his surprise. He cleared his throat, and glared at Jean who was chuckling under his breath.

"For now," he conceited. "I suppose you should introduce yourself to everyone else then."

Jane nodded.

I'm in.

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