A.N: Back again, but this time its not a Jed/Oct fic. Its just Octavius/OC ..... with my character Alexandra. Please read & hope you enjoy! Now, on with the story!

Disclaimer: Don't Own. Not Mine. Never.

The Roman, The Girl and Their Secret Past

By SapphireMoonlight24

"Alex?! You ready yet?" Larry Daley called to his teenage niece in his small, two-bedroom flat. Tapping his foot impatiently, he glanced downwards to his watch, checking the time. 6.45pm. He was due in work at seven. 'Those museum exhibits aren't going to guard themselves' he thought, 'I guess all fifteen year-old girls take this long to get ready.'

"Almost," a voice called back from the bathroom, "just a second!" Larry flicked his eyes up angrily. Alex's mother had gone away to Los Angeles for the winter break, leaving the young girl with nowhere to stay, so the night-guard had offered her a room in his flat. It wasn't much, but at least the teenager wouldn't have to stay with her drunken, alcoholic father. Larry was too busy thinking about what could have happened if Alex had gone to stay with that horrid man, that he didn't see the young girl skip happily down the hallway.

"All ready," she smiled. Larry grinned back, looking the girl from head to toe. Jet-black jeans dominated her bottom half and an electric-purple t-shirt around her top, showing off her neatly tanned arms. Her long, brown hair covered her ears, the fringe draping down over one of her crystal blue eyes, almost covering it completely. She had obviously been busy dying three deep people streaks into her hair. She smiled, showing her teeth.

"You look just like your mother," Larry murmured, while memories of him and his little sister played through his mind.

Alex smirked. "Did my mother wear dark purple All Star Converse pumps and put purple streaks in her hair?" Larry gave no reply, only rubbed the top of her head, messing up her fringe. They grabbed their coats and stepped outside, the December wind hitting them straight in their faces. The pair walked briskly towards the Museum of Natural History, desperate to escape the cold. While walking, Alex glanced up at the deep blue sky, thinking of her home back in North Carolina. It seemed strange to her, moving from a two-story house in a peaceful town to a two-bedroom flat on a busy street. It had always been her mother who had cared for her, as her father left shortly after the girl was born, telling his wife of thirteen of years, that he never wanted a child and that he thought they would be better carrying on their lives apart. Of course, Alex would like to meet her father after all these years apart, however from the things she had heard about the alcoholic man, she was now a little more apprehensive. Nevertheless, Alex had always been good at coping with change and she took things within her stride quite easily. She was in the care of her Uncle now, a gentle man who dearly loved those close to him. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.

~*~

After everyone had left, and the main and back doors had been locked, Larry returned to the main desk, to find Alex sprawled across one of the swivel-chairs, feet resting on a pile of papers.

"This is it, then?" she asked, a bored tone hinting in her voice.

"Just wait a minute!" the night-guard replied, frustrated. Alex moaned, took her feet off the papers, lay back and spun around rapidly on the chair, her hair wafting all over her face. Suddenly, a loud roar caused her to look up to find the T-Rex skeleton staring at her, wagging its huge tail. The girl blinked, her mouth almost hitting the floor. Larry smiled, and took out the miniature sports car from the bag he kept in his locker in the back of the Museum. The young girl then heard the sound of a horse approaching. She turned, coming face to face with Teddy Roosevelt.

"Weren't expecting that were you?" Larry laughed, Alex still staring in shock.

"Lawrence! Good evening, and who is this fine young lady you've brought with you?" the older man asked, giving a nod of his head to the stunned girl.

"This is Alexandra. She's my niece, and she's gonna be staying with me for a while," he replied, "I think she wasn't expecting to see everything in here move and breathe!"

"Hi, Mr. Roosevelt," she stammered, not knowing quite what to say.

"Hey, she's a keen history student too," Larry added, feeling the urge to embarrass his niece even more. Teddy nodded again and smiled at Alex.

"Ah! Glad to hear it!" the ex-president beamed, "I always say if you know more about the past, you're more prepared for the future."

Alex turned to Larry. "H-h-h-how?!" She managed to spit out. Larry stepped forward and took her shaking hand, leading her away from Rexy and Teddy, upstairs towards Ahkmenrah's tomb, the young king meeting them halfway.

"Evening, Larry. I was just on my way down. Who is this young lady?" Ahkmenrah asked, looking Alex up and down.

"This here's Alexandra, she's my niece," he replied. The king bowed, taking the girl's hand and kissing it gently, making Alex blush. After having a relatively long conversation with Ahkmenrah explaining how everything comes to life at night, Alex listening attentively and understanding fully, the pair then made their way to the diorama room, in order to give the car to Jedediah and Octavius. Larry led the shaky girl into the room, their arms interlocked. Alex looked around, seeing miniature versions of Ancient Rome, the American Frontier and the Ancient Maya Civilisation. A tiny cowboy and Roman stood on the bench in the middle of the room, waving them over. Alex was slowly starting to come to grips with the reality of the situation, so there was no point continuing to be freaked out by everyone and everything. 'Why not just 'roll with it'?" she thought, "Awww, what the hell! I'll go with it. What's the worst that could happen?'

"'Bout time you got here, Gigantor! The night's almost over!" the cowboy yelled, his hands on, and wiggling, his hips.

Larry nodded. "Sorry guys, I was showing Alexandra around. She's my niece, and she's gonna be coming here for a while so I thought she needed to know the regular ol' drill."

The girl smiled down on the two men. "Hi there. You must be Jedediah, right? And you're Octavius?"

Jed saluted. "Yes, ma'am, but Jed will do. I ain't fussed." He then waited for Octavius to confirm his identity to the young lady, however he did not. Giving the Roman a jam in the ribs with his elbow, Jedediah edged Octavius forward.

"Er...er, yes, I am Octavius, General of the first army of Rome," he spluttered, "pleased to make your acquaintance....Alexandra." The Roman gulped loudly, swallowing the lump in his throat.

Alex giggled. "The pleasure's all mine, General. I have to say," the girl crouched down to his level, "you do look rather dashing in that armour." It seemed that it was only Octavius himself that did not realise that Alex was indeed mocking his vocabulary and accent. He blushed as red as his tunic.

"Th-thank you, my lady," he said, then turning to Jed, pulling the cowboy close and whispering into his ear, "please can we leave now? I'm feeling rather awkward!"

The cowboy laughed quietly, waving his hands at Octavius. Larry could tell by the Roman's body language that he felt extremely uncomfortable around Alex, for some odd reason, so placed the two little men on the floor next to their car, Jed climbing into the driver's side and Octavius in the passenger's seat and speeding off, leaving young Alex slightly bewildered. She looked up at her uncle, as if to ask 'What was that all about?'

"Don't ask me. I have no clue what's going on," the night-guard shrugged.

~*~

"Hey. Hey! Octavius, partner! You wanna come back down from Cloud Nine?!" Jedediah waved his hands angrily in front of his friend's dreamy face. The Roman blinked quickly, his mind returning from his thoughts.

"Did you say something, Jedediah?"

The cowboy groaned. "Yeah, I kinda did! I've been talkin' to ya for the past five minutes. Now, will ya kindly explain to me what the hell was with you back there?!" Octavius said nothing, only sank his eyes down, to look at the dashboard of the car.

The cowboy sighed, sensing that something was bothering the Roman quite severely. "C'mon Ockie... I know you better than anyone, ever, an' you ain't tellin' me that that was normal behaviour for you?" He waited for a reply, unfortunately, he didn't get one. Jedediah edged closer to Octavius, trying a more subtle and gentle approach. "Just before I nudged you ... you looked like you'd seen a ghost or summit."

"....you're not far off, my friend."

"Look, will ya just come out with it! You know I ain't any good with words!"

Octavius sighed, deciding to surrender to Jed's iron will.

"Well, I guess you could call her a ghost of some sort...I mean not that she looks like one, because sh-she is beautiful ... I mean not that I was paying that much attention to her it's just that..." he stammered, spitting random words out and not wanting to finish his sentences, "I've seen her before... but not here...well in Rome, but not-" He paused and sighed deeply, which angered Jed.

"Octavius! Out with it!" he yelled.

The Roman gritted his teeth, the rage bubbling up inside him. "Alexandra was in my past life!" the Roman shouted, in defeat. Jedediah stared back, eyes wide.

"Wh-what?"

"I knew her in my past life. Very well, in fact. You know, when I was ... actually alive. We were lovers, destined to be together, if you believe in that sort of thing. 'Alexandra & Octavius'. We thought it had a nice ring to it. We used to spend endless afternoons in the meadows, just us....not a care in the world..." he stopped, as if the tears in his eyes were choking back his words.

"Go on," Jedediah edged.

"We were going to be so happy together, I was planning to propose to her, but I never got my chance. You see, her father in England ... he became ill and she moved away to be with him and ..... I never saw her again...." Tears were now flowing down his cheeks, landing on his entwined hands on his lap.

Both of the men knew too well that Jedediah was no good coping with emotional situations like this, but both were equally shocked at the cowboy's next move. Jed placed one of his hands on top of Octavius', then offered calming words to help his closest friend.

"You musta loved her a lot, huh?" he asked, trying his best to catch the Roman's eye.

"More than I've ever loved anyone...Of course, she's changed now. She wears odd-looking clothes now and puts different colours in her... perfect hair.... but I don't care. She's still Alexandra and she always will be, no matter if she does not remember me," Octavius sniffled.

"Don't cha think you should talk to her? I mean, for all you know, she might remember you too..." Jedediah shrugged, rubbing his thumb across the back of the Roman's shaking hands.

"I don't know Jedediah," Octavius shook his head, pessimistically, "If I tell her, and she does not remember ... I do not think my heart could take another hit like that."

Hearing his friends negativity, Jedediah decided he wouldn't take no for an answer. Octavius had never been in love before, not as far as he knew anyway, and he couldn't just sit back and let the spark die out, could he? The cowboy started the engine, and with a violent turn, they sped back off to find Alex and Larry. Octavius knew he could do nothing to stop Jedediah's actions, so he sat back, rested his head on the seat and glared out of the side window, praying.

'Please....Jupiter please let her remember me....."

A.N: Ahhhh :) Took me a while to write, and I hope to upload a new chapter soon. In the meantime, hope you enjoyed it and please review :)