Hello! This fanfic was uploaded three years ago, and I'm so grateful that there are so many people that enjoy it. Thank you! You guys are the best. I've decided to edit and reupload Jewel of Brooklyn (as well as the sequel) and the third installment- the title will be annouced as soon as I figure it out. Anyway, enjoy!
When Larry Daley became a teacher, he met Miss Deborah Lainy, an American History teacher. She was deeply impressed with his knowledge of all of her favorite events. He even asked her out by using historical puns- all which she adored. A year after they met, they'd fallen in love and gotten engaged in front of The Natural History Museum. That meant a wedding in Central Park, Nicky learning to love his stepmom and for Larry to adjust to...her.
She was Deborah's daughter from her last marriage. She was twenty one years old and working hard for her dream of going to a local college. The young lady had been named Juliet, after her mother's favorite Shakespeare story. Deb, however, always called her Jewel, as she was a treasure in her life.
It was a late spring evening, and Larry was just returning home with his wife after an afternoon of nice dinner and such- being it was his birthday. And tonight, after months of rejection, Jewel would take her father to her night job at the Museum of Natural History. This was their way of "getting close to one another." Once Larry walked through the front door, he saw the young adult talking on the phone.
"We're back," Larry exclaimed as Jewel got off the phone and grabbed her purse.
"Who was that, dear?" Deb asked, hanging up her coat.
"Dr McPhee," Miss Lainey with a tired smile," he was a bit shocked that you're coming tonight, Larry. We have to leave in ten minutes."
"Ten minutes?" Larry asked, raising an eyebrow and glancing outside," it's not even sundown-"
"Something about a shipment from...he didn't tell me where," Jewel shrugged,"but it should be interesting."
Larry kissed his wife, and followed his stepdaughter. A new shipment? From an unknown place? If it was London, it would only make his birthday better. Seeing all of his old friends in one night would be a miracle. But alas, he could only hope.
Jewel hauled a cab and the two rode their way to the museum. As Larry babbled on about his security guard days, Jewel stared out the window. She'd wished she were alone, for when no one was around, she'd treat the statues like real people. As if she were having conversations with Teddy Roosevelt himself, or walking amongst the animals. This was just her way of avoiding the hassle of the real world. It also gave her ideas for her own stories that, perhaps, would be New York's Bestseller.
The cab pulled up to the museum. As Jewel payed the man, Larry looked at the huge place from the outside. Nothing had changed- it was the same place he'd worked at a few years ago. And on the steps (waiting for them) was Dr. McPhee. He was the same formal man the director knew long ago. Once he saw the two, he straightened up his bowtie and walked quickly to Larry.
"Larry Daley," he said in a british accent.
"Great to see you Dr. McPhee," he replied with a handshake.
"It's a good night for you to be here, sir ," he said and lead the two into the museum," and you'll see why."
Crates were scattered everywhere around the giant T-Rex bones. They varied from small to oddly large were open, others still locked up. Jewel glanced at the room. Deep inside, she was excited to be surrounded with even more artifacts. After all, like her mother, history was her favorite.
"Now then," he clasped his hands together," a few things have changed. First, the new shipments are part of a trade. I gave some to other museums. So, before you get your knickers in a bunch with worriment, I had to get rid of Theodore Roosevelt, Sacagawea, some of the animals and a few other little things."
Larry knew he wouldn't see them again and it broke his heart. But, Rexy, Dexter, Jeb, Octavius, and the others were waiting right there. He knew they wouldn't be able to communicate, but it was nice having them there. He looked to Jewel, who listened and focused on her boss. If only she could've seen what potential this museum truly held. She would appreciate what happened when the night came.
"But," the man continued on," we did get more exhibits. So,Jewel, i'll need you to open the packages. We were going to have some of the trainees come and put them away- but you realize how bad that would be. After all, you've been here longer than they have."
Jewel smiled and bid the man a goodnight. As she rummaged through the first box, Dr McPhee strolled to the front. Then, he turned.
"And Larry?" He questioned, getting the man's attention and smiling," happy birthday and welcome back."
Mr. Daley nodded as the man left. He looked out of a huge window to see the sun still barely up in the sky. Normally, it would have been anticipating. As of now, it just meant the night shift bega. He turned to his step-daughter, who unpacked a gun from the second World War.
"Need help?" He asked, resulting in her politely declining the offer.
"It's your birthday," she told her step-father," go look around and see what's changed."
Larry thanked her and ran off while Jewel was opening packages. The man turned corners, running into the room where animal statues were places. He looked at the monkey and sighed.
"Great to see you Dexter," he waved to the monkey," it's been a while."
And- as always- the money stood frozen in the fake in the night, the ex guard remembered. Larry sighed and told Dexter he'd "see him around". Then he made his way past the Easter Island Head("hey Dum Dum," he said as he ran past it.) and into the exhibit of Ancient Rome and Western civilizations. As refreshing as the revisit was, the experience was definitely a change of pace.
Jewel (on the other hand) was still working on packages. By the time the sun set, she was less than halfway done. Her tied-back hair prevented anytime wasted and helped from distractions. As she pried open another box, something caught her eye. Jewel quickly turned (thinking the skeleton dinosaur moved) but it was as still as ever.
"Get it together Jewel," she mumbled," this is only until you're in college. Besides, you should be used to this. Nothing ever-."
Her hands dug into the styrofoam-filled crate and felt something...cold. Metal touched the tips of her fingers. The girl pulled once, but the object sunk deeper into the sea of packing peanuts. Finally, the guard pulled the artifact out. It was a gold tablet with markings on little tabs that spun, but to Jewel, it was more than that. Knowing Egyptian culture, this was a tablet buried in the tombs of Egypt. It was back and now it was in her hands.
"I can't believe it," she whispered," You're finally back!"
The girl looked up, and almost dropped the object. The platform the dinosaur stood on was empty. As far as the woman knew, they weren't replacing the T-Rex. And when they came in- wasn't he there?
"Where did you go?" she mumbled.
Suddenly, the crates began to shake and Jewel clung to the tablet. Things began to bang in the boxes,that frightened the girl more than ever. She then noticed something was even more wrong. She looked up, and a T-Rex skeleton was looking right at her. If she knew anything about dinosaurs, it was that staying still would make it go away. Until Jewel realized that the bone structure didn't have eyes. The creature unhinged its jaw and roared.
Larry, sitting by the tiny structures, heard his Step-daughter's cries and immediately got up.
"Jewel!" He exclaimed, running towards the exit.
"Well, well, well," a Southern voice said," ifn it ain't Gigantor."
Larry slowly turned to see his tiny friends were back to life.
