Disclaimer: I do not own National Treasure, just Elizabeth.

Chapter One

Elizabeth was sitting at her kitchen table... well, their kitchen table. She grinned to herself and stared happily at her mug of coffee. She and Riley had moved in together into a nice little house in Washington DC. Her thoughts drifted off to Riley-land, there was no la-la land for this girl, and her smile, if possible, became wider. He was off at a bookstore selling his book about the Templar treasure. She glanced at the copy on the table and patted it fondly.

As Riley's girlfriend, she thought it her duty to read his book. That and if he asked her one more time if she had read it, she would have killed him with his own book. She sighed happily: she was off work today, she had coffee, and Riley would soon be coming back home. Her thoughts strayed out of Riley-land to the current affairs of her sister and Benjamin Gates.

They had been living together nicely until they slowly broke apart. It was so strange but they just nit-picked at the other until Ben moved out and in with his father. She thought over the newest discovery, Ben gates ancestor had had a hand in Lincoln's assassination. She frowned: surely, it couldn't be true. The Gates family was the most patriotic bunch she had ever met. For one of them to have helped kill the president was unthinkable.

The phone began to ring. She sighed and got up, slowly making her way to the phone.

"Too early..." she grumbled."

"Hello?" she asked.
"May I please speak to Riley Poole?"
"This is his girlfriend, can I help you?"
"This is the IRS. We would just like to inform Mr. Poole that we are impounding his vehicle and anything else we see fit until he is able to pay his fine plus interest."
"Wha-"
"Good day ma'am."

She hung up the phone numbly. What on earth? She pulled out her cell phone and called Riley.

"Hey, Riley, the IRS just called saying they're impounding your car and anything else they want to. Do you have any idea why?"
She heard him groan over the phone, "Yeah, I watched them tow it. Apparently when your accountant sets up a corporation on an island that doesn't exist you get audited and fined."
"Yikes."
"Yeah, don't worry though, we'll figure something out."
"Okay, what are you doing now?"
"Walking back from the book store, I'll see you at home, okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be here."
"Love you."
"Love you too."

She hung up, smiling softly to herself. Despite the fact that her boyfriend, did she need to announce it, BOYFRIEND, was being audited and fined millions of dollars, he still could make her feel better by just talking to her. She went upstairs to take a shower and get dressed, although in her opinion it was still too early to be up, I mean, noon? Who wakes up before that?

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She stepped outside to get the mail when she saw Ben and Riley standing on the front porch.

"What's going on?" she asked, glancing between the two of them.
"We're going to break into your sister's house!" Riley chirped, rather excited.
"Ah, yeah, sorry about her Ben, she changed her security code. I tried to blackmail it out of her but... no go," Elizabeth said, shrugging her shoulders apologetically.
"Eh, that's okay. I need to get her Archives ID," he said as they began to move Riley's stuff into the front hall.
"Stealing more documents?" she teased.
"I need to prove Thomas Gates' innocence," he said somberly.
"Don't worry Ben, if anyone can do that, it's you," she said kindly.

He nodded his head absentmindedly. They all piled into Ben's car and headed over to Abigail's place.

"Off to break the law!" Elizabeth shouted as they pulled out, pumping her fist in the air.

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"I can't believe you have to break into your own house," Riley muttered as they made their way up the driveway.
"I need to get Abigail's ID. She had access to the Booth diary page," Ben said.
"Why don't you ask Abigail for her help?" Riley asked.
"She changed the alarm code Riley, she's not going to talk to me," Ben muttered.
"The man has a point," Elizabeth said.

They walked up to the door as Ben got out his keys.

"All right, we have thirty seconds after the alert starts to disable the alarm. Go!" Riley said, as they opened the door.

He took the cover off the beeping alarm box and began to hook up his decoder.

"So, I know I'll probably regret asking this, but what happened with you and Abigail?" Riley asked.
"I'm curious as well," Elizabeth said.
"I don't know, ya know, I don't know. She stared using the word 'so' a lot," Ben said, sighing.
"That's never a good sign," she murmured.
"'So'?" Riley asked.
"Yeah, like, 'So I guess my opinion doesn't matter.' 'So, you seem to always know what's best.' 'So, I guess I'm invisible.' Now I've moved out and we're dividing up the furniture," Ben continued spitting out every 'so'.

The beeping stopped.

"Oh, women, can't live with them, especially if they change the alarm codes," Riley muttered, detaching his decoder.
"Excuse me?" Elizabeth asked, placing her hands on her hips.
"And you are the one exception to the rule!" he replied, laughing nervously.
"Good answer."

"You did that in twenty-five seconds?" Ben asked, incredulous, glancing at his watch.
"That's why I tell people to get a dog," he replied.
"I like cats! I don't want a dog! You're walking it!" Elizabeth said gleefully, bounding up the stairs ahead of the boys who simply rolled their eyes.

They walked into Abigail's study, Ben opening a drawer and immediately locating her ID.

"Got it," he said triumphantly.
"All right, let's go," Riley said.

They all froze as they heard a car approaching. Ben moved over to the window to get a better look at the driveway.

"That's not Abigail's car," he murmured.

Elizabeth and Riley joined him.

"She was on a date."

They watched a man get out of the car quickly to try and help Abigail out.

"I'm so sorry Ben," Elizabeth whispered, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Isn't that that guy? The White House guy?" Riley asked.

"So, the White House Easter Egg Roll is next Monday. Maybe if you're not..." they heard him say.

Riley chuckled to himself, "He's weird."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "Like you're any better."

"What happens if the kids don't find all the eggs?" Abigail's voice floated to them.

They quickly made their way back down the stairs to the main hall.

"Wow, you work in a museum and you live in one," the man said.
Abigail chuckled, "Pretty much."

"What clever repartee, she must like him," Riley observed.
"She's such a dork, obviously I'm the cooler sister," Elizabeth huffed.
"Obviously," Riley said smiling.

Elizabeth and Riley hid in a closet while Ben moved off into another corridor.

"All right, let me give you the a tour of the house," they heard Abigail say as she opened the door.
"Okay," the man replied.
"That's actually kind of-" Abigail looked around suspiciously.

Ben walked briskly out of the corridor holding a box. He feigned surprise, "Oh, Abigail!"
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I just needed to get some things. Connor, good to see you again," Ben replied jovially.
"Gates," Connor said quietly, obviously remembering his first encounter with Ben when he had made a toast to high treason.
Abigail cocked her head to the side, "How'd you get in Ben?" Ben didn't reply, "Riley! Come out here! Elizabeth, I know you're here too!" she shouted, quite angry.

"What?" Riley came out of the closet first, Elizabeth following him, "Heey!" he began to giggle to himself, "What are you doing here? I mean, it's your house, but... hey I sent you a copy of my book, did you get a chance-"
"No, I haven't read it yet," she said quietly.
Riley shook his head and turned to Connor, walking up the steps, his hand outstretched, "I know you: you're the White House curator. I'm Riley, we met uh, back in..." Riley trailed off realizing he'd never really met the man.
"Right, you're Ben's assistant," Connor said, shaking his hand.
Riley winced, "What?"

"Um, maybe I should go," Conner said, turning back to Abigail.
"Yeah, I'm really..." she moved them both farther up the steps.
"Dinner tomorrow night?" he asked.
"Oh, I... I actually have plans for tomorrow," she replied.

Elizabeth giggled, earning a harsh glare from her sister.

"Oh, you do? ...Of course you do..." Connor said dejectedly.
Abigail glanced at Ben, "But, I'm free on Friday."
Riley said in a singsong voice, "Awkward!"
"Oh great!" Connor replied with a laugh of relief, he leaned forward and pecked her on the cheek.
"Goodnight," they both said.

Connor left and Abigail whirled around, glaring at the three intruders.

"I cannot believe you broke in!" she snapped, walking down the steps towards them.
"Maybe if you hadn't of changed the code, it wouldn't be breaking in now would it?" Elizabeth asked sweetly. She merely received the evil eye.
"What'd you take?" she asked Ben, holding her hand out expectantly.
"It's just my things..." Ben replied.

She took the box from him but still held out her hand, "Hand it over Ben."
He sighed and dug around in his pocket, pulling out the ID but not giving it to her, "I need to see the Booth diary page."
"You saw the page for yourself, there is no treasure map on it."
"No, it's a cipher leading to a map. Did anyone spectral-image the page?" he asked impatiently.
"It's always a cipher Abby!" Elizabeth called out as they began to move down the corridor Ben had come out of.
"No need to, the ink writing on the page is clearly visible," Abigail replied.
"It could have been erased or faded. You're the director of document conservation, you should know all this," Ben scolded her.
"It's not up to me, it's not my department."
"That department reports to your department. Come on Abigail, one look under infared... You can have the Boston tea tables."

Everyone stopped.

"Both of them?" she asked, turning to look at him.

Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "Freaks."

Here we go! Another installment of National Treasure with Elizabeth! I hope you guys like this one! I'm excited and the title just makes me laugh.

Aly