Night at the museum: The Star gazers Jewel
Summary: Larry Daley thought he would never return to the museum, but when a series of thefts starts taking place its up to him to take back the mantle of nigh guard and defend the museum, along with some old and new friends.
Prologue
Larry never thought he would come back to the museum, but here he was, sat in a very familiar office waiting for Dr McPhee to get off the phone and actually explain why he was here.
"I'm sure you already know why you're here."
McPhee looked over at the other man expectantly, as if it was quite obvious as to why he was there, in fact Larry felt that whatever the reason was McPhee had expected him to have already come of here of his own free, however it came to stand that he had no idea what was going on.
"Umm, well, no actually, figured you could... fill me in on that." He finished lamely, looking at the the open mouth, blank face of the Doctor.
"Oh so, Mister big shot, having an early retirement means you stopped watching the news, I mean really, I shouldn't be surprised-"
"Well it-it's not like-"
"Oh, oh no, don't you worry. Don't want you to feel sorry for any of us here, you know still working, and worrying about are future, do you know why?"
"Umm, no."
"The Magnetar hurricane."
"Oh... so... a hurricane, that's why I'm here?"
"... You really don't know do you." The man tsked, shaking his head he walked behind the desk, and picked up a newspaper and began reading.
"'An alert has been put out nation-wide as another theft occurred in the Aerospace Museum of California, making this the 4th museum in the new year to be robbed, and the 36 place to have a precious artifact taken despite having many security precautions in place. The police believe it to be the work of the Magnetar hurricane, although they still haven't commented on whether this is the work of an organisation or a singular person...' blah blah blah."
Dropping the paper back on the desk he looked back over at the ex-night guard who was looking a little bewildered at the information he had just heard.
Picking up a letter that was on his desk McPhee studied it for a moment before giving it to Larry.
Hesitantly Larry accepted it, shooting McPhee a quick glance before, he too, began reading it allowed.
"'Due to recent thefts taking place across the country we think it would be best if you begin to up your security, particularly during the night as the police have informed us this is when most of the thefts take place, though of course still be weary during the day as a few of the thefts have happened in broad daylight.' Wow. So this is a really big deal, do the police have any leads or suspects?"
McPhee let out a sigh and shook his head, "They have nothing, they know nothing, all they know is the name, and that's only because they came up with it, and get this! After the police gave them that name they actually started using it and left a calling card behind each time. Ridiculous. How smug must they be!"
McPhee walked around to the front of his desk and leaned on it, looking down seriously at the other man.
"I'm sure by now you have guessed why you're here... We need you back, you were one of the best guards this museum has had, not to mention you understand more about the... special circumstances that of course surround this place... Well... what do you say?"
There was a moment where McPhee forgot how to breath.
In that moment Larry contemplated it all.
"Yeah, count me in."