Night at the Museum 2: Death and Love

Chapter 1

"Nick!" Sam yelled through the hallways. "Your dad is here!" she added.

Soon a 10-year-old boy ran down the hallway and stopped by Samantha.

"WHERE! WHERE"

"Right here ya goofball," Larry Daley said as he stood in the doorway next to Sam. "Ya ready to go?"

"You bet," Nick said as he grabbed his coat to ward off the cold winter winds of New York City. "Is there anyone new there? How are Roosevelt and Sacajawea doing?"

Larry laughed and said, "You are way to young to worry about that sort of thing right now."
Sam just stood there and watched the wonderful bonding of father and son.

"Do you take Nick every night?" she asked as she got ready to grab her own coat and purse. "I would like to know since I am babysitting him now."

"No," Larry said, thinking. "I only take him every other night."

Sam just stared at him and smiled. "Thanks for the warning. Do you want me to make sure that he's ready whenever you come over? It's no problem since I'll be leaving then anyway."

"No thanks," Larry said as they all walked out of Nick's mom and stepdad's apartment. "I think I can wait the extra two minutes."

"Okay then," Sam said as she started to walk out of the building. "I'll see you tomorrow night then, Nicky," she added with a smile that caused Nick to blush.

Larry saw the red flash on Nick's face and said with a slight smile, "Would you like to join us at the museum tonight?"

Sam thought for a moment, looked at Nick who nodded enthusiastically, then said, "Why do you want me to come? It's not like I've never seen the museum."

"I want you to see all the cool stuff that happens at night," Nick said as he grabbed her hand and started to lead her towards the door. "You just gotta see everything."

Sam smiled and said, "Okay, I guess I could go with you instead of going home and just sitting on my bed and reading, who knows what my college professor is having me read. It's history, and those guys can be really crazy, mentally ill, and I don't want to know."

"Great," Larry said as they headed off to the museum for who knows what was in store.