A/N: This is written by Daisyduke80 and myself. We do not own…any of the characters! Please review and tell us what you think! Thanks for reading!

It was a normal day at the Gates mansion.

Ben was reading a book in the library, Abigail was folding laundry, and Riley was playing a video game.

"Die you evil spawn Satan!" Riley yelled.

Yup completely normal.

Another page turned and Ben continued his reading on General Robert E. Lee.

Placing his book marker in, he placed the book on a nearby desk.

Once hearing Riley's outburst, "Riley...what are you doing?" he called from the other room.

"Saving the world one level at a time," Riley replied.

"Sure you are Riley," Ben called.

"Hey it's not as easy as it looks!" Riley yelled.

Ben walked into the room.

"Yeah and if Abigail sees all those crumbs from your chips on the carpet she is going to kill you," Ben made known

"What Abigail doesn't know won't hurt her," Riley stated.

Luck was not on Riley's side today; right then Abigail walked in, and immediately saw the crumbs. Looking to Riley her eyes became darts on him.

"What are those Riley?" Abigail asked angrily.

Riley dropped the controller and got on all floors and began cleaning up the crumbs. Muttering under his breath, "Again...luck and fate has failed me."

"You missed a spot Riley," Ben joked.

"Hahaha," Riley laughed dryly.

After Riley was done, he went back to his game.

"What's for dinner?" Riley asked.

"Pot Roast," Abigail commented.

"Yes," Riley smiled.

Ben and Abigail went back in the other room.

"Must he eat chips on the carpet?" Abigail asked.

"It's Riley what do you expect?" Ben asked.

"Your right," Abigail smiled.

"NO!!!!" Riley yelled.

"What happened Riley?" Ben called.

"I died!" Riley yelled, "I was so close!"

"A game I was about to win!! A game is which I have spent oh...close to fourteen hours playing!!" Riley yelled, throwing the controller to the ground. Breathing heavily he turned to Abigail, "So when is it pot roast time?"

Ban picked up the controller, "Around three hours from now." Ben began to play the game himself.

"Hey!" Riley said, "That's my game...your pretty good."

Rolling her eyes Abigail walked away knowing the two would be sucked up in the game that this may be another night of sitting at the couch for dinner.

Abigail was right. She sat on the couch still watching Ben play while eating.

"Ben please turn this off. I want to see the news," Abigail begged.

"One minute," Ben stated.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no," Ben chanted as he watched his character die, "man I died."

"Finally I can watch the news," Abigail smiled.

Riley turned to Ben quickly, "We could take it upstairs!"

Ben began to unplug the system, "Come on! Help me!"

Quickly helping Ben, "Why are there some many plugs?!"

"Deep breaths boys," Abigail said.

They were about to head up stairs when they heard the newscaster.

"Ian Howe and his men have escaped from jail today. Anyone who sees him is to contact the FBI," she notified.

Ben, Abigail, and Riley stared at the TV in shock.

"Uh-oh," Riley stated.

"This is not good," Ben made known.

Riley looked to Ben with an expression saying "Are you kidding me?".

"Really?" Riley asked sarcastically.

"Come on guys," Abigail said.

"Hey," Ben said pointing to Riley, "he started it!"

"I did not!" Riley yelled.

"You did too!" Ben yelled.

"Boys!" Abigail yelled.

"Riley you don't need to start freaking out," Ben stated.

"Why not Ben? Ian is out of jail," Riley pointed out.

"I know but can we just stay calm about this," Ben suggested.

"Okay fine," Riley huffed.

Abigail looked to Ben, "What are we going to do?"

"Were going to find Ian…and stop him from stealing the treasure."

"What treasure?" Abigail and Riley asked.

Confusions spread over Ben's face, "Wait….I didn't tell about the treasure?"

"No," Abigail replied.

"It's called the Gettysburg treasure. It's a treasure that was brought into existence during the civil war. A lot of people, including Robert E. Lee and Ulysses S. Grant," Ben explained.

"So what happened?" Riley asked.

"No wait let me guess, the treasure was never found, but people kept searching for it including your relatives but now it falls on us," Riley simply stated.

"Yes but how did you know that?" Ben asked.

"I didn't but that is always the story," Riley smiled.

"Did I mention I know the first clue?" Ben asked.

"No not yet but I had a feeling you would say that," Riley pointed out.

Brining out a piece of paper, that seemed extremely old, "Here it is, our first clue."

Riley looked at then at Ben, reading it aloud. "340."

"Ben, this could be anything," Abigail said. "How do you know is a clue?"

"It has to be. I found it with the rest of the research my great grandfather was doing on this treasure," Ben stated.

"Well what could it be? A combination?" Abigail asked.

Meanwhile Riley was pacing around trying to figure it out. He had recently been doing research on the civil war for another book.

"Maybe," Riley stated.

Then realization spread on Riley's face.

"Or maybe it's two different numbers with different meanings," Riley smiled as he stopped pacing.

"What do you mean?" Ben asked.

Riley's grin broadened, "What if the "34" meant...34 hours."

Ben and Abigail caught on, "Then that means the zero could be none dead," Ben said.

"The Battle of Fort Sumter," Abigail said.