Authors Note: Hello everyone! I just wanted to say, this is my first Mummy fic, and reviews are much appreciated. I'll try not to put Sarah in too many movie scene's, cause I know that gets alittle old, but if I put afew in there, it's just 'cause it was unavoidable. Thank you very much for reading!

Chapter 1

The Adventure of a Lifetime

"Come on daddy! PLEEEAAASSSEEEE???" I begged my dad, trying so hard to put on the puppy- dog eyes I knew he couldn't resist.

"You're not going Sarah!" My dad looked over at his two best friends, Mark Henderson, and Andrew Burns, known to me as 'Uncle Mark and Uncle Andrew' with silent pleas for help.

"Sarah, think about it." Uncle Andrew tried to reason with me. "You can just stay over at Emily's house until we get back. You'll have a lot more fun anyway."

Emily was my babysitter, and one of the most boring people on the planet. I gave him a look that clearly stated what I was thinking 'Are you kidding me?'

"Look, Sarah, I want to let you go, honey, but it's just too dangerous!" Dad attempted to reason with me again.

"Yah, and this place we're goin' is more dangerous than most of 'em" Uncle Mark drawled.

"But dad, I've been in tombs before with mom, and I was only three then!" There, whatever they said now would probably amount to some deal that was made where I could go; my mother had died of the consumption when I was five.

Dad sighed and put his head in his hands. "Sarah, go somewhere" he pointed to the stairs "Henderson, Burns and I need to talk."

I walked out of the room and up the stairs, and down the hallway toward my bedroom, but stopped at a grate that led right into the living room, and I could hear every word they said

"- personally, Daniels, I was just siding with you 'cause you would have throttled me if I didn't!" Uncle Mark's booming laugh flooded my eardrums. Dad looked annoyed, and turned to Uncle Andrew for support.

"Daniels, there's a lot to do in Cairo, lets take her with us, and maybe we can talk her and some hotel manager into letting her stay there.

"David." I listened real hard, Uncle Mark only used my dad's first name when he was real serious. "Sarah's ten, okay? I know that's really young to be even considering taking her with us, but she's a lot more mature than other girls her age, even older girls, and she can take care of herself a lot better than you probably realize. Heck, she'll probably end up helping Burns across the desert!" He suddenly laughed.

They were gonna convince daddy! I knew they would! They just HAD too! I listened even harder at the grate, what would dad say?

"So we try the Cairo thing? What if she doesn't want to stay?" Dad was weighing the pros and cons of this whole venture.

"Daniels, she's gonna end up goin' anyway, so don't worry about it! She's got us three, she'll be fine." Uncle Mark drawled.

Dad hung his head and sighed. My heart leaped to my throat; what would he say? Had Uncle Mark and Uncle Andrew finally persuaded him? He looked up again and walked toward the base of the stairs-

"SARAH!" He yelled up the stairs, and I ran halfway down them, looking at him, waiting for what he was going to say. He sighed "Go get packed."

"YES!" I screamed, jumping the rest of the way down, like I could fly, and hugging him around the neck "I love you!" I yelled as I ran back up the stairs.

I sat on the couch in the hotel suite that dad, Uncle Mark, and Uncle Andrew were sharing, reading, or pretending to at least. In reality I was listening to them talk.

"So, when are we meeting that Egyptologist fella?" Dad asked.

"Um, in half an hour. We're going to his office, but it's only a 10 minute walk from here." Uncle Andrew replied.

"Wha' 'bout that sleaze-ball guide that we hired?" Uncle Mark asked. Uncle Andrew rolled his eyes, his expression saying 'don't y'all pay attention to anything?' "We're meeting Beni Gabor at the dock whenever we leave, but Dr. Chamberlain will call him and tell him what day we're leavin'"

"That's fine." Dad leaned back in his chair.

"D' y'all want me to come with ya?" I looked up from my book. They all turned to look at me.

"No." They said at the same time. I huffed and actually started to read the book this time.

"Beni, this is my daughter, Sarah. Sarah, this is Mr. Gabor." My dad introduced me to our guide. He, somewhat reluctantly, offered his hand, and I took it, and gave a fake smile as I squeezed his hand, hard. I could tell he was fighting a yelp as he quickly shook my hand, and let go. Dad gave me a look that clearly said 'Sarah, be nice' and Beni led the way onto the ship. I knew our things had already been put in our cabins by the diggers Dad had hired. I followed Dad to the railing of the ship and climbed onto the first rung, so I could see. Suddenly a man in a white suit and a red hat called out to us, saying something in Arabic that I remembered mom telling me was "good morning."

"Morning, Doctor!" Uncle Mark yelled back to him. The man who was apparently the doctor walked onto the ship. Walking over to us he shook hands with Dad, Uncle Mark and Uncle Andrew, and then he looked at me.

"Ah, hello, young lady!" He smiled at me, bending down ever so slightly. "I remember your father telling me about you coming! Sarah, right?" He held out his hand, and I took it, not squeezing it like I did with Beni. He was a little bit weird, and I knew I would get tired if he kept talking to me like an adult does to a five year old that they meet on the street, but he was nice enough.

"Hey Sarah, can you go find something to do? We still have a few things to talk about." Dad asked me.

"Sure." I said, walking away in the direction of where I thought the horses Dad had rented were kept.

I saw the lady sitting down at a table, and setting her book down, looking over the railing. She didn't look like the type to be going much of anywhere besides Cairo, in fact, she looked British. I walked over to her, curious to see where she was going.

"May I sit down?" I asked her, she looked up and smiled.

"Yes, of course!" She replied. "I'm Evelyn Carnahan." She held out her hand.

"I'm Sarah Daniels." I replied, taking it, and sitting down. "Where are you going?" I asked her.

"Hamenaptra." Evelyn smiled. I could feel my eyes open wide as I couldn't help but exclaim,

"Interesting! That's where I'm going!" I said. I couldn't believe that she was going out there too.

"Amazing! Who's taking you?" She asked.

"My dad, two of his friends, an Egyptologist, some diggers, and a guide" I replied. "Who are you going with?"

"My brother and a new friend of mine" Evelyn replied. "So, what are you looking for?"

"Well, I'm going just to explore the place, but everyone else is looking for treasure." I replied, then asked. "Why are you going?"

"I'm looking for a book." She said. "The book of Amun-ra." She stopped, and I took the opportunity to ask,

"The book of the living?"

"Yes! How did you know?" She seemed surprised.

"My mother taught me before she died. She's one of the reasons I actually knew enough to get my dad to let me go."

"I'm sorry." Evelyn said. "If it makes you feel any better, we're almost in the same situation. Both my parents died while exploring."

"I'm sorry." I replied.

"I know you probably hate it when people ask you this, but how old are you?" Evelyn asked.

"10, and it's okay." I replied smiling. "Don't worry, I won't ask you how old you are." I joked, and Evelyn smiled.

We continued to talk, and as the hours went by, the moon began rising higher and higher into the sky. Hearing piano music from another deck, I said.

"I'm sorry, I better go and check that my dad can still stand." I smiled, and got up from the table.

"Alright. See you later!" Evelyn replied.

"You too." I said as I walked off.