Hey guys, I just wanted to say thanks for all the support on Side Effects May Include. This story is just for fun and the chapters probably won't be very long. This story takes place after The Secret of the Tomb. Enjoy!

The sun had just begun to set over the museum. I took a deep breath and pushed through the doors. The Museum of Natural History was not my ideal work setting, but here I was, strolling into the night guard's office.

"Are you Ana?" The guy sitting at the desk asked.

"That's me," I sighed.

"I'm Larry." The man stood up to shake my hand. I took it and crossed my arms.

"What do you need me to do?"

He grinned. "Well, right now I just need you to go meet everybody."I assumed he meant the displays.

"Cute," I scoffed. I guess looking at the exhibits wouldn't be too bad. I put in my head phones and turned up the music as high as it could go. I didn't notice when the T-rexes tail started to sway back and forth. I wandered into the Egyptian exhibit, getting the creeps as I walked under the gaze of the gigantic jackal statues. The room almost sparkled and I looked at the big wooden box which seemed extremely out of place. I knelt down and read the notice stapled to the side.

Egypt Transfer: Other mummies will be late due to complications with your director. I figured you'd want the tablet and Ahk wouldn't let it leave his side. – Tilly

"I swear, these people act like these things are-" I jumped as the crate shifted. I yanked out my headphones and waited. The top jolted up, as if someone was trying to get out.

"Come on Larry! You're not going to leave me in hear all night are you?" A voice called from inside. I let out a scream and stumbled out of the room.

"What's seems to be the trouble, miss?" Theodore Roosevelt rode over to me on his horse. I yelped and started toward the exit.

"What's up with the new night guard?" A voice called from the main desk. I turned to see who it was, but found only two figurines chatting and pointing at me.

"I am dreaming," I concluded, turning back to the exit. The T-Rex roared its face only inches from mine. "Oh god," I could feel myself fall before everything went dark.

"Ahk! What did you do?"

"I didn't mean to scare her! I thought she was you!"

"Quiet, both of you. She's waking up." A circle of people surrounded me, one of them being Larry. I prepped for another scream, but a warm hand clamped over my mouth.

"Please don't scream again." Worried blue eyes started into mine, "We mean you no harm." I nodded and he took his hand away. There was something strange about him.

"I may have forgotten to mention that everything comes to life around here." Larry grinned.

"You think?" I shrieked, standing up. I can't believe my dad made me do this. I know I needed a job, but this? "Someone better tell me what the hell is going on or I'm getting out of here." They were all silent. The one dressed in gold stepped forward.

"Maybe it is best if I show you." He led me back into the Egyptian exhibit where a golden-square-thingy now hung on the wall. "That," he explained, "is my tablet. It is the source of all magic here."

"And you are?" I wondered.

"I am Ahkmenrah, fourth king of the fourth king, ruler of the land of my fathers." He looked at me with pride.

"That's quite the title."

"And what of yours?" He asked, running his hand along the tablet.

"Oh- I'm," I turned away. "I'm nobody."

"Now that cannot be true," Ahkmenrah moved to stand in front of me. "Surely someone as enchanting as yourself deserves title to match your beauty." His smile was soft and trusting.

"Ana," I sighed, "A-n-a, it's weird."

"Ana, like the sun?" His eyes brightened.

"Yeah, my mom is an Egyptologist. She… yeah, she's a nerd." I laughed nervously.

"My parents are in England." He pointed to the note, "There were… complications."

"They're still coming, aren't they?"

"Yes, but when you spend four thousand years apart, it is hard to be separated."

"I know how that feels." I thought of my mom, searching ruins in Africa.

"Hey Ahk!" Larry called. "We're got a problem. Apparently, you weren't the only one sent over."

The two of us shared a glance and followed Larry into the storage room. Another body length crate shook on the ground. The label simply read JR.

"JR? What does that mean?" I wanted to know.

"I just got a call from Tilly," Larry sighed, "She thought she wouldn't be able to handle having him around so she transferred him here. "

"Yes, but who is he?" Teddy asked.

"Jack the Ripper."