-1Disclaimer: I am only the nut who writes fan fiction. Many wiser people own The Mummy and The Mummy Returns. I own nothing (sadly).
Note: Rick and Evie have been married for 22 years in this story. Alex, their son, is 20. I am not basing this off the new movie at all, this is just my own insanity. Enjoy! Also, this story can be funny, but has it's serious moments, too.
Come What May
A Slight Continuation of The Mummy Returns
Prologue:
Evelyn and Rick O'Connell had always been happy together. Even with the mummy disturbance, everything went along smoothly for years. At least it was that way. Everything changed when their son Alex turned twenty, and he showed that he had his Uncle Jonathan's rather flamboyant and playboy-ish attitude.
The rules were laid down the first time he invited a girl over who was wearing a nightclub dress. Rick talked him down, and said that while Alex remained under their roof, a few respective unspoken laws were going to be observed. Evie reacted by scheduling a family trip to Egypt, certain that would fix her son's bad habits.
In Cairo, Alex soon frequented the casinos in town, and the rare Egyptian beauty often hung on his arm. However, when Alex returned to the hotel, whether alone or not, his father was standing in front of his bedroom door. All it took was one long look from Rick, and Alex had to apologize to his girl of that night.
Evie then decided that perhaps a desert dig was in order. What she didn't figure on was the head archaeologist's lovely Swedish daughter. Alex, at every turn, found his father, standing there shaking his head and being watchful. Evie finally decided it was time to head back to Cairo, then home to England. Rick continued to keep an eye on his son, and Alex found himself slumping into a rather pitiful resentful attitude. That was, of course, the case before he met his destiny in Cairo...