A/N: I know, another story when I should be working on the one I have going, but I have had one of these planned for a while now and decided, what they heck? I like it considering I wrote it a long time ago. Obviously its slightly AU since I've added a character in, but other than that nothing has really changed. Hope you enjoy it :)

Summary: Evelyn has always wanted another child, but due to certain complications is unable to. When it is suggested that they adopt a child, she jumps at the opportunity. Carolynn Underwood has joined the O'Connell family and is going along for the ride as the Mummy Returns and she fights to get her brother back.

Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape or form have any rights in the production of 'The Mummy Returns'. I am simply borrowing the characters and adding in one of my own. I own a copy of the series, but that's about it. Oh, the title of this fic also came from the song 'Say Days Ago' by The Used. I've run out of story idea titles. And I have recently found out that 'Carrie Underwood' is an actual person. That was a coincedence and totally unintended.

Now, on with the story! Please review and tell me what you think!

Say Days Ago - Chapter One: A New Member Of The Family

"But mum, I'm bored. Can't you get me a brother or sister to play with?" Alexander 'Alex' O'Connell begged of his parents. They were yet again asking why their only son kept getting into so much trouble.

Evelyn 'Evie' O'Connell, once Carnahan, looked down at the floor while her husband Richard or Rick explained to their son that his mother could no longer have children.

Alex leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms in a pout. "It's not fair," he whined.

"You still have Uncle Jon to play with," Evie pointed out with a half hearted smile when referring to her older brother Jonathan.

Alex shook his head and sighed. "It's not the same," he said and stood up. He had seen a book on the Giza Plateau in his mother's collection that he wanted to look at.

Evie turned to her husband. "He's right, it's not fair. I'd love to have another child but-"

Rick hugged his wife close. "He's too young to understand. He's six years old, he'll get over it."

Evie shook her head. "I never wanted a child of mine to grow up as an only child."

Jonathan Carnahan decided that this was the time to make his presence known. "Why don't you adopt then? Heaven knows there's enough children out there with no where to go."

Rick and Evie looked at each other with the same expression. Did Jonathan just suggest something intelligent? Suggest something that actually made sense?

XxXxX

"Carolynn Underwood, there is a family out here that would like to meet you."

Carolynn, mainly known as Carrie, looked up through her long, dark hair that kept her eyes and face from view. Having heard earlier that day that there was a family that would be coming that might want to adopt her had sparked her interest. She had just turned thirteen not too long ago. It was said that once you reached a certain age that your chances for being adopted went down.

Standing up, she followed Mrs. Avery - the woman who ran St. Jerome's Orphanage to the front to meet this family and stayed quiet while she made the introductions. The family standing in front of her was the O'Connell's: Evelyn and her husband Richard with their young son Alexander.

"Hello Carolynn, would you like to take a walk with us?" Evelyn asked politely. "We were planning on going to the British Museum."

Carrie's eyes lit up. She had seen the outside of the building this woman spoke of, but had never had the chance to see the inside of it. "Sure, but please call me Carrie. Carolynn seems too much of a bother. Mrs. Avery is big on formality though and only calls us by out full names."

Richard smiled. This shy girl might fit in yet. "Call me Rick, my wife is Evie, and this is Alex."

Carrie nodded her head and smiled back. Maybe these people would be better then the ones who came to see her last time.

Their morning together had been a new experience for Carrie. Never had she felt so included in a group setting. No one was ever nice to an orphan.

When the O'Connell's and Carrie stopped reached the orphanage later that day Evie and Rick stopped them outside.

"Carrie," Rick said to get the young teen's attention. "Would you like to, uh, honey," he said and turned to his wife. "Could you…"

"Can we take you home with us?" Alex asked eagerly. When they were at the museum they had given Carrie a whole new interest in history. Before she had only thought it to be something of no consequence. When she told the O'Connell's this Rick had shook his head and said 'oh no, not another one,' and had received an elbow to the side for his comment from his wife. Alex on the other hand seemed thrilled. He had grabbed Carrie's hand and dragged her off the Ancient Egyptian exhibit talking a mile a minute. To his mind Carrie would make the best sister in the world.

Rick smiled down at his son and put a hand on his shoulder. This was his son alright, never afraid to speak his mind.

"You wanna adopt me?" Carrie asked in shock. That's it, she was dreaming. Mrs. Avery would walk in at any moment to tell her it was well past a decent hour to still be in bed.

Evie beamed at the young girl in front of her. Carrie was intelligent though usually too shy to show it. Plus she got along well with her son despite the age difference. "We would love it if you were to come and live with us," she told her.

Carrie smiled and looked at each person in the eye. "I can't think of anything better."

XxXxX

Evelyn woke up exactly a year later to the sound of a loud crash and two voices yelling in unison, "I didn't do it!"

Rick sighed from his spot beside her. "And here we thought she would keep him out of trouble."

Evie smiled and turned to face her husband. "At least it's never boring."

"Here I thought Jonathan was the entertainment."

"What the bloody hell do you to think you're doing?" another loud voice exclaimed.

Evie kissed her husband and got out of bed. "There's your entertainment now."

"What could they have done this time?"

"A bookshelf," Evie demanded of the two children in front of her. "What possessed you to climb a bookshelf? You're lucky you didn't manage to break anything, an artifact or yourselves!"

"But mum," Alex started. "There was a book on the top shelf we needed."

Carrie nodded her head in agreement. "I told him that the Giza Plateau was littered with more then tombs. But no we had to look it up. Didn't I tell you Alex?"

Alex nodded although grudgingly. "I forgot about the stupid village," he grumbled.

Carrie smiled triumphantly while Evie shook her head.

"Why ignore the ladder?" Rick wanted to know, though half afraid to ask. With these two it could be anything. "It's right along the bookshelf and was put there to be used, not ignored."

Alex gave a one sided smile and Carrie answered the question. "We had a race to see who could get the book first. There's only one ladder so we had to climb the shelf." she said as if it were the most obvious thing on earth. Then her face fell, "He won."

Rick had to turn his head away to hide his smile. They were his kids alright, right down to the very bone. It hardly ever occurred to him that Carrie wasn't biologically his. She looked so much like Evie…

"Oh you two," Evie said at a loss for words. She turned to Rick for help but he only shrugged his shoulders. 'Some help,' she thought sarcastically. "Of all the – Go downstairs, we'll talk about this after breakfast."

Alex and Carrie glanced at each other then their mother before rushing down the stairs. Maybe they should stick to bugging Uncle Jon from now on...

"Mum looked real angry this time Carrie," Alex pointed out as they entered the kitchen.

Carrie nodded her head. "Did you see the look on Uncle Jon's face though?" she asked with a smile. "It was so worth it."

"How much trouble are we gonna get in?"

Carrie hugged her brother. "We told the truth. She'll get over it - in a week or so."

Alex looked up at his sister with wide eyes. When Carrie laughed and stuck her tongue out Alex pushed her away realizing she was only joking. "Stupid older sisters..."

XxXxX

"God Carrie you're so annoying," a now nine year old Alex spat out at his older sister. "Why don't you go back to where you came from?" he loved his sister, but sometimes she could be a right pain.

"That's kind of hard to do where we're in Egypt bud," Carrie said back casually. Their mother, Evie was on another quest to find something or other. After leaving them at home with Uncle Jon once and coming home to find her home practically in ruins itself she had convinced Rick to allow their children to come along this time.

"I'm going to find dad," Alex said and stood up from his spot. "You're boring."

"You're company isn't exactly a cup of tea either Alex," the older of the two pointed out.

Alex stuck his tongue out at his adoptive sister and turned to the entrance of the tomb. He stopped in mid-step however when he saw the symbol above it.

"What, are you afraid of the dark and scary tomb?" Carrie asked playfully.

Alex shook his head. "Remember what dad's tattoo looks like?" he asked referring to the mark on Rick's wrist that stayed covered the majority of the time.

Carrie nodded and moved to stand beside her brother. "What about it?" she asked. Alex pointed and her eyes obediently followed, "Awesome, its dad's tattoo. Everything's there: the eye, the two kings, the pyramid, everything," she said in awe. "But I thought dad wasn't into the whole Egypt thing."

"We've got to tell dad," Alex said, forgetting he was annoyed at his sister. He grabbed her hand much like her had that first day they met and he dragged her off to the Egypt exhibit, now they were going into a tomb.

Carrie laughed at his behavior. The two of them always had the best adventures together and had a knack at getting into trouble. It looked like they were going down together again this time too.