Disclaimer: I do not own The Mummy or any of its characters I wish I did, but that is just wishful thinking. I only own Emma.
"I sent Alex three letters and he hasn't written me back, I do hope nothing is wrong," Evie O' Connell told her husband Rick at the dinner table.
"He's probably busy with his studies, give him some time," Rick answered back.
"Doubt it," Emma muttered under her breath. Emma was 14, six years younger than her brother Alex. She looked like her mother, but she had Alex's sandy hair and Rick's sense of adventure and love of guns.
"Emma, don't talk like that, we know you miss him," Evie told her.
"Yea, every morning you ask if Alex has written back yet, even on Sundays, and we all know, no post on Sundays," Rick said, smirking.
"Fine, I miss him. Why'd he have to school so far away?" Emma asked.
Before either of her parents could comfort her, the butler came in serving their dinner.
"Finally, you've found a sport that doesn't involve guns," Evie commented before biting into her fish. Upon realizing that there was a bullet in it, her eyes widened.
"So much for that," Emma muttered again, as Rick looked at Evie defensively.
"Well, I was having trouble with the hooks, so..." he trailed off.
"So, what you just shot them?" an angered Evie asked her husband. She did not approve of guns.
"So that explains the hook in your neck!" Emma said knowingly.
"Emma, just eat," Her father told her.
She finished her dinner quickly, and asked to be excused. She hurried through the hallways of her parents' mansion until she found her favorite place, the library. She picked a book and settled into a deep armchair and got lost in a world full of excitement and adventure.
After agreeing to deliver the Eye of Shangri-La safely to the Chinese people, Rick went to find his daughter.
He poked his head into the library and found her, nose buried in a book.
"I thought I'd find you here!" he exclaimed, startling her. She looked up, and he continued. "We've been given a task, to deliver and artifact to the Chinese people, and you're coming with us."
"Do I have to?" She asked her father.
"Come on Emma, it'll be and adventure, you'll have fun, I know it. And we'll visit your Uncle Jonathan at his nightclub!" He finished triumphantly, seeing as Emma missed Jonathan almost as much as she missed Alex.
"Ok dad, why not."
"Alright, now get packing, we leave in the morning."
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