Title: Formatia trans sicere educatorum

Pairing: RileyOC, BenAbigail

Rating: Pg-15

Summary: Chrissie Howe is pleased that her gun happy thug brother is in jail. But what happens when she takes a family heirloom to Ben Gates to figure out its significance? Ian Howe is royally pissed. Can Ben, Abigail and Riley help her find the treasure before Ian?

Spoilers: Through the second National Treasure, which means Ben and Abi are married.

Disclaimer: The disclaimer says I can't own Riley, or National Treasure. Didn't say I couldn't kidnap him though although Chrissie Howe is mine.

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Chapter 2: Dinner

Chrissie tried adjusting her olive green peasant skirt after she rang the doorbell at the Gate's house. She felt a bit underdressed standing there in a semi-dressy camisole, a peasant skirt and high heeled boots; even though she hadn't seen what everyone else was wearing. At least her hair was in tight curls and was pulled back halfway in a barrette. She heard someone approach the door and smiled sweetly.

Although her smile faded when she realized it was that asshole Riley. "Ah, suddenly I don't feel like the idiot who underdressed." She commented looking up and down his form. He was wearing dark jeans, a black tee and an olive green hoodie over top.

"Hahaha…" he mocked and then tried to shut the door.

She caught it with her hand before he could close it all the way and pushed it back open.

"Chrissie you're here." Ben said and smiled giving her a hug. Riley rolled his eyes and shut the door. He turned in time to see Abigail give her a big welcome and a hug also. It made him wonder if everyone was drunk except for him. This was Ian's sister for Christ's sake, not a best friend of the family they'd known for years.

"Riley, take Chrissie's coat." Ben said.

Riley just looked at Ben with an irritated Are you serious? look. Ben's eyes widened and seemed to tell Riley that if he wasn't polite he was getting smacked along side the head.

Riley adjusted his hoodie and motioned for Chrissie to turn around. She did so and he pulled off her coat and gained a glance at her bare back. Her camisole was in a design on the back and it tied around her lower back. All of the top of her back along with her shoulders were bare and all her could do was stare at her for moment. Her skin looked soft and from the fragrance coming from her coat he could tell she smelled like honeysuckles and cinnamon.

Riley shook his head and placed her coat in the closet. Now on top of the fact he thought she was beautiful, she smelled great too. He needed to sit as far away from her as possible at dinner.

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"You have a beautiful house Mr. Gates." Chrissie commented and sipped her wine.

"Call me Ben." He motioned for her to sit in one of the arm chairs in the lounge room. It wasn't quite time to eat yet so Ben had taken all of them to sit in there with their wines.

"So did you find anything on the necklace?" she asked setting her glass down.

"We just got it today." Riley said. What did she think they were machines or something?

"Riley, why don't you help me in the kitchen?" Abigail asked getting up.

Riley nodded and followed her leaving Ben and Chrissie to talk.

"How long as it been in your family?"

"Since my great, great, great grandmother. Maybe even before that. I'm guessing earlier since the story's been passed down right with it."

Ben nodded and was about to say something further when Riley came in announcing dinner was ready. Dinner was mostly quiet except for some comments about her locket and Chrissie making more inferences to the house and its beauty.

"So Chrissie, how did Ian take it when you told him you were letting Ben look over your locket?" Riley asked sitting back in his chair.

"Honestly, he wasn't too happy about it. But he's in jail so I figure…"

"That he'll just call someone else to kill us. Great."

"Riley." Ben said quietly. He couldn't believe he was still on this.

"What? It's not like her brother and/or family member tried to blow us up in a snow buried ship or anything." He replied sarcastically.

"I lit the flare remember? My fault." Ben rubbed his temples.

Riley stood and made a 'small amount' inference with his fingers. "Little, insignificant details Ben!"

Chrissie followed Riley back into the lounge room, near the fireplace. "I can't believe you still blame me for trying to kill you on a boat."

"It was a ship!" He didn't even know why he was making such a big deal about this.

She couldn't believe that someone she hardly knew could get her so angry. She inched closer to him. "Well excuse me, sounds like I didn't know that because I wasn't there!"

Riley edged closer to her. "My point is that you and Ian are exactly alike."

"You can't--" Chrissie stopped suddenly and realized how close their faces were. When she looked at him up close, he wasn't that bad. She did like the features he had. The glasses which held beautiful blue eyes, ruffled brown hair and rugged shaved features. All in all Riley Poole was attractive; the only thing was that he was a definite asshole.

Riley must have realized how close they had gotten and pulled away before she did. Although the difference was he was blushing which made Chrissie smile a little.

Before she could comment, Ben and Abigail came into the room. "Chrissie, your brother's escaped from prison."

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"What?" Riley and Chrissie said simultaneously.

"Sandusky called and told me. Said we should up security."

"Which is just a little too late for that Ben."

Ben turned and saw Ian enter the room with three guys holding pistols. Chrissie gasped and out of instinct grabbed Riley's hand. It was until she noticed him trying to pull away did she let go.

"Where's the necklace Chrissie?" Ian asked walking towards her.

"I don't know Ian." She replied. Riley noticed her voice was shaking and he hadn't realized that her brother had the same effect on her like he did on everyone else.

Ian grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. "You had it today at the court house, how can you not know?"

Chrissie winced as Ian turned her wrist in his hands.

"Ian, I have the locket." Ben said making Ian let Chrissie go. He pushed her in the general direction of Riley and he caught her in his arms as she was shoved foreword. She stayed there for a moment and she felt Riley bring his arms up around her and she smiled at the protective gesture. Even though he let go when he realized what he was doing.

"And it's where Ben? I don't have time to play you're childish puzzles."

"Yeah I guess not, since you're supposed to be in prison and all." Riley quipped.

"It's in a safe place. You do know that the police our on their way. I'm guessing you broke in through an upstairs window… which have silent alarms on them."

Riley smiled as Ian took in what Ben was saying and tried to make his way past him. Although Riley forgot he had three gun crazy assistants with him, so Ian made it out the front door.

"Ben I'm so—" Chrissie tried to apologize but was cut off by Riley.

"Did I not say this was going to happen?" He questioned Ben and Abi angrily. "I can not believe he is trying to kill us again. And I wonder who tipped him off."

Chrissie looked up from the floor to find all eyes on her. "You can't honestly think…"

"Oh, I honestly do. Actually I honestly thought this five hours ago. It's the only way he knew you were going to be here." Riley turned and pointed rudely at her as he spoke.

"Riley, knock it off. Ian would have come here anyways. He knew Chrissie was asking for my help and he assumed I'd have the locket. Which I do." Ben said trying to get these two to stop fighting for five minutes. It was odd really; some part of them reminded Ben of him and Abigail back when they were stealing the Declaration. And look where they were now.

Abigail clasped Ben's hand and looked towards Chrissie. "Well I'll make up the guest room. Chrissie you'll be staying with us."

Riley's head shot in Abigail's direction. "What?!"

"Safety reasons Riley, the same reason why you're staying here too."

Riley shook his head. "Huh uh. You are not sticking me in the house with gun crazy's sister."

Chrissie ignored him; she just didn't want to impose. "Mrs. Gates, I really don't want to impose on you and Ben."

"Call me Abi." She said walking up the stairs. "And Riley stays here all the time. You're not imposing."

"Thanks Abigail, now if she doesn't find me at my apartment she'll come here and kill me." Riley said shoving his hands into his hoodie.

Ben shrugged and led Chrissie to her room. Maybe if Chrissie kidnapped Riley to kill him she'd at least duct tape his mouth shut.

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R&R? i hope it's going well...thanks for reading