Body This story contains characters that belong to Universal Studios. All others belong to me. Nyah!

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From the reviews that I got, people wanted to see our two lovebirds get together. Funny you should say that, as I had already begun a second story dealing with just that! Great minds think alike, huh? Enjoy!!! (PS, I like the first one better, I didn't have as many destractions while writing it.)

For two years, Elana had been battling with Merenre's feelings about Imhotep. She had never experienced anything quite so...odd.

Merenre was depressed over the death of a man she loved, yet Elana felt oddly detached about both feelings. She couldn't understand how she both did and didn't care. As for explaining it to someone else, forget it.

After narrowly missing her love's fingers and killing the woman she had come to despise, Merenre had spent two weeks in a room of the O'Connell home. She cried and slept. There was very little else.

Eventually Evelyn helped her calm down enough to function normally, but the sadness would always linger. Elana thought she might have to kill herself to get any peace, but Evelyn talked her out of it.

Instead of going home, Elana just stayed with the O'Connells. They were rarely home anyway, so they didn't mind the houseguest. Elana began to look through Evelyn's books and papers, at Evelyn's advice. She thought Elana needed the distraction.

The library was huge. Elana picked a shelf and started looking. A thick red book with yellow type caught her eye right away. Unlocking the Book of the Dead. Elana grabbed it and sat down in one of the large leather chairs. She didn't get up until three in the morning, when she was a third of the way through it.

Late the next morning, Elana started reading again. Overnight, an idea had begun to form. From pictures throughout the book, she had discovered that the large black book Imhotep had been reciting fromw hen he woke Merenre's memories was in fact the Book of the Dead. She also found out how it worked, sort of. Now she just needed to find out where it was. To do that, she would have to talk to Evelyn.

Elana figured the best way to ask without asking would be to talk about the Book of Amun Ra. Evelyn was more than happy to tell her about it. "What would you like to know?" she asked.

Elana pretended to contemplate. "I'd love to see a treasure like that. Is it on display anywhere?"

Evelyn smiled. "Yes, it's at the museum."

"Great!" Elana said, glad Evelyn wasn't suspicious. "I might go see it sometime soon."

She continued to ask questions she knew the answers to, just to be safe. Already she was making plans to get the Book of the Dead.