The reporter, Elena Fisher, had her camera directly on the coffin. "I'm here off the coast of Panama, where we've just recovered what we believe to be the coffin of legendary explorer Sir Francis Drake, who was buried at sea over 400 years ago." she says, excitement in her voice. I handed Nate a crowbar and he lunged it in between the stone and the lid. I glance up at the girl who now had the camera on us.
"Are you sure you two wanna be defiling your ancestor's remains like that?" she asks us as she lowers the camera. "You make it sound so dirty." Nate says as he laughs. He goes to the other side of the coffin and looks at me. "Are you gonna stand there or are you going to help?" he asks playfully. I shrug. "I don't know. You seem to be doing a pretty good job on your own." I say mockingly. He rolls his eyes as he gets the crowbar lined up."Besides, I thought you didn't believe us?" I say as Nate inserts the crowbar into the coffin. Elena starts moving over to get a better angle.
"Well, I did do my research. And apparently, Francis Drake didn't have any children." she says. I mentally scoff. "Well, history can be wrong, you know." I say, crossing my arms. Nate shoves the crowbar into the front of the coffin and pries it open. "For example - you can't defile an empty coffin." Nate says as he and I smirk slyly. We lift the lid open and it hits the ground with a loud bang. "What the hell-?" Elena asks, full of surprise. Nate and I bend down, looking in.
I then noticed a small box. I smile to myself as I place it on the edge of the coffin and open it. It was a small book. I picked it up and examined the cover. It was leather and had an emblem on the front. I started to flip through the pages. "Nate, look at this." I whisper low enough to where only he could hear. He laughed. "You devil." he says as he pats my shoulder.
"What is it? C'mon, hold it up -" Elena says as I quickly close the book and we stand. Nate blocked the camera with his hand as I keep a strong hold on the diary. "No, no, no - no way." Nate and I say. "The deal was for a coffin, that's it." I say.
Elena looked at us in a mix of disbelief and anger. "Wait a minute, if my show - hadn't've funded this expedition, you two wouldn't've -" she started to argue. "Hey, hey... You got your story, lady." Nate says, raising his hands slightly. I nod in agreement. "Look, Mr. and Ms. Drake, you both signed a contract." she says sternly. Nate and I laugh, rolling out eyes. I then look out to see and tense up. "I have a right to see every single thing that -" Elena continued to rant as I interrupt. "Whoa, whoa - Could you hold that thought?" Nate asks slowly. I quickly made my way over to the walkie-talkie on a nearby crate and picked it up.
"Sully? Uh, we got some trouble." I say, not taking my eyes off the water. "Yeah, hurry it up." Nate adds quickly. "Okay, okay - what's going on?" Elena asks, voice full of worry as she hurries over and puts the camera down next to the walkie-talkie. "Uh... Pirates." Nate and I say as we walk over to another crate and picked up the briefcase next to it. "Pirates?!" Elena repeats with a slight laugh. He opens the case, revealing guns and ammo.
"Yeah, the modern kind. They don't take prisoners." I quickly explain as Nate takes out a gun, checking to see if it was loaded. "...least not male prisoners." Nate adds as an afterthought. "Let's just not stick around long enough to find out, shall we?" I asked. "Agreed." Nate nodded as he handed me a pistol. "Wait, what are you talking about?" Elena asks in confusion as I point out to the sea. She gets the hint and looks out to see several boats quickly approaching us.
"Uh, sh - shouldn't we call the authorities or something?" she asks softly. "That'd be a great idea, but we don't exactly have a permit to be here." Nate says as he gives a nervous laugh. "What?" Elena snaps, face turning to full anger. "Yeah, so unless you wanna end up in a Panamanian jail we should probably handle this ourselves." I state as I start loading my gun. "Wh-what's worse?" Elena asks, placing her hands up to her head. I chuckle. " You obviously haven't been in a Panamanian jail. Don't get out much, do you Princess?" I say as Nate holds up a gun.
"Do you know how to use one of these?" he asks, moving the gun so the grip was facing her. "Yeah, it's like a camera... You just, you point and shoot, right?" she says, unconvinced. She was holding the gun as if it would burn her at any second. I raised an eyebrow, impressed. All in all, she was handling this pretty well. "Good girl." Nate says as he loads his gun. "Here we go." Nate and I say as we walk in between Elena just as the boats made it to ours. "How'd they find us out here?" Elena asks as I fired at the men on the enemy ships. "These guys have been tailing Nate and I for weeks, we thought we lost them." I say as I continued to shoot, watching all around me. "What did you do to piss them off?" She asks as I took cover behind some crates. "Uh, it's kind of a long story." Nate says.
"These guys don't like you much, do they?" she asks. "Less talking, more shooting!" I snap, getting annoyed with her constant blabbering. "Hurry it up, Sully." Nate mumbles under his breath as I destroyed another ship. "Watch out, they're climbing aboard!" I warn as Nate fought hand-to-hand with one of them. I got out from behind the boxes and shot one of them in the head. One ran towards me, but I kicked him in the private areas before knocking him in the head with my pistol.
I picked up the extra ammo from the body and fired at one of the boats circling us. "C'mon, Sully, where are you?" I say as I dodged the incoming bullets. Suddenly, a rocket crashed right next to us. "Oh, my God! Drakes - that one's got some kind of rocket launcher!" Elena says. "Whoa. Okay, that's not good." Nate says as we take cover. "So, what's the plan?" I ask. "We take that thing down." he says. I scoff. "Easier said then done, Nate." I say. He laughs slightly. "We've been through worse." he says. I laugh slightly.
"Sorry to break up the family moment, but what's that?" she asks as a plane flies overhead. "Whooo! All right, Sully!" Nate and I yell. "Oh - I don't think I'm getting my security deposit back." Elena says to herself. "Cavalry's here!" I say happily. "Oh, thank God!" Elena says. That's when the boat starts exploding. "Oh, no!" Elena yells. "Ah, damnit!" Nate says as we run over to Elena.
"Whole ship's gonna blow! We gotta jump!" Nate yells as I watched the flames grow. "Yeah..." Elena says as she stars to run .Oh, wait!" she yells as she then turned around to go retrieve her camera. " over to the crate. Nate and I looked at her in shock. "What are you doing?!" Nate and I yelled as she ran back over to us. "Okay... okay..." she says.
"C'mon, go!" I yelled as she jumps off over the edge of the boat. We quickly followed her over just as the boat exploded. I went under the water and came up to the surface right behind Nathan. "Natalie? Natalie, where are you?" Nate asks, slightly panicked. "Right here." I say as I swim beside him. "You good?" he asks. I shrug. "Been better and I've been worse, so yeah. I'm good." I say.
We heard the plane door open and Sully's laughter. "I can't leave you two alone for a minute, can I?" he asks as we join in on the laughing and swim over to the door. We put one hand on each end of the door. " Natty and I had everything under control until they blew up the boat." Nate says as Sully laughs and I roll my eyes. "You alright?" Nate asks Elena as she swam over, her precious camera above her head. Sully puts a small ladder on the bottom of the door.
"Nothing that years of therapy won't fix." she says as she hands Sully the camera and starts climbing up the ladder. "Little dramatic, don't you think?" I ask as Nate shot me a look. "What?" I ask. "Well, if it isn't the beautiful and talented Elena Fisher." Sully says as he takes Elena's hand and helps her inside. "Flattery will get you screen time." she says as Sully fails to let go of her hand.
"Yeah, I'm more of a behind-the-scenes kind of guy. Victor Sullivan." he says as he kisses her hand. Sully, you dirty old man. "Oh..." she says as they walk away. "Oh, for chrissakes..." I say as Nate helps me up the ladder. I enter the dry plane and squeeze any water I could out of my hair as Nate climbed in as well. He pulled up the ladder and set it aside. "Whaddya say we get out of here before we attract any more attention?" I say as Nate closes the door. "I call shotgun!" I yell as I race for the seat. "No way, I'm older!" Nate says as he trips my feet out from under me and jumps into the seat. "No good cheater.." I mumble as I stand in between Nate and Sully.
"Well?" Sully asks, a cigar in his mouth. "A little present from Sir Francis." I say, holding up the diary. Sully laughs. "So you found the coffin?" he says as Nate opens it and flips through the pages. "Wait a minute - is this what I think it is?" he says in shock as he puts a hand on the page. Nate and I laugh. "Drake's lost diary." we say. "He faked his death, just like we said, Sully." Nate says as we high-five each other. Sully smiles at us. "He must've been onto something big." I say.
Sully leans in and so do we. "Yeah, well, let's just keep that between us." Sully says as Elena turns around in her chair. She handed the gun back to me."Thanks for the loan, Mr. and Ms. Drake. I think I've earned a look at that diary, when we land." she says as she turns around. Sully gives Nate a look and he shrugs. When we land, Nate, Sully, and I go on another boat docked by a pier. Elena was pacing up and down the pier on the phone with some of her producers.
"So look, when Drake sailed into the Pacific he took the Spanish fleet completely by surprise. He captured their ships, he took all their maps, their letters, their journals... and he recorded everything in this diary." Nate rambled. "Uh-huh, so this..." Sully started but I interrupted. "But when he got back to England, Queen Elizabeth confiscated all of his charts and logbooks. Including this one - and then swore his entire crew to silence." I state, putting my hands on the table we were standing around.
"Yeah, so this -" he began again before Nate spoke again. "Y'see, Drake discovered something on that voyage, Sully - something so secret, and so valuable, they couldn't risk it getting out." Nate says as I nod in agreement. "All right, Nate, Nat, - just pretend for a minute that I don't really care about any of that stuff, and cut to the chase, wouldya?" Sully said, getting tired of our interputtions.
"A man only interested in the climax. You must be a real hit with the ladies." Nate says as I look to my twin in disgust. "Never had any complaints." Sully added. I look at both of them. "Really? Hello, there's a girl in the room! Now, can we get back on track before my ears start to bleed?" I ask as they laughed. "Okay then, I'll jump to the good part, just for you." Nate says as he flips through the pages of the diary. He laid the diary down on the table in front of Sully. Sully then chuckled. "El goddamn Dorado." he says.
Nate and I nod. "He was onto something big, all right." I say as Sully looked up at us. "Does it say anything else?" he asks as I snatch the diary away. "Oh, so now you're interested, huh?" I ask. "Yeah." he says. "Well, unfortunately no - last page was torn out." I say as I show him the missing page. "I'm telling you, Sully. This is it - this is finally it." Nate says as he moves closer to Sully. "Yeah... Only, we got one little problem." Sully says as he motions to Elena. She was still pacing up and down the pier. Nate and Sully then began to argue.
"Sully, the girl can hold her own. You shoulda seen her. Nat, tell him." Nate says as I groans. How I hated when Nate dragged me into his discussions. "Look, I'm just gonna say this. Out of all the girls we've met while doing this, Elena seems to be able to hold her own. I'm not saying she should come with us, but I'm not saying she shouldn't. I'm remaining neutral here." I say, looking back out the window. "See?" Nate says, pointing at me. "Fine, you go on out there and you tell her "we just found the lost city of gold". Maybe her producer can get it on the air tonight." Sully says as Nate returns to his spot by the table. "Oh, come on..." Nate complains.
"Nate, Nat- do you trust me?" Sully says as Nate and I share a glance. "More or less." we say. " Good, 'cause we're gonna have every two-bit scumbag in the world racing us to this treasure unless we cut her loose right now." Sully says as he points to her. Nate sighs as he looks to Elena. "You're a real gentleman, Sully." Nate says as Sully took a couple steps back. "I know. It stinks. She'll get over it." Sully says as he walked over to the controls. Nate gave Elena a look before looking back at the diary. I put my hand on his shoulder. "It's for the best, Nate. The less people involved, the better." I say as he nods. "Yeah, I guess.." he says as Sully waved to Elena.
I couldn't help but feel bad as well. Elena seemed pretty cool, but Sully had a point. We couldn't risk this treasure slipping from our grasp. We then pulled away from the dock, leaving Elena behind. She ran to the end of the dock, yelling at us. I sighed and went over and stood next to Nate as we continued to examine the lost diary.