A/N: Ah, summer vacation. A time of an overload of updates. So, here's the new chapter! I DO NOT own National Treasure or the Potter Puppet Pals.

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"Bother, bother, bother, bother, bother, bother!"

"GET-OFF-OF-ME!"

Ben Gates was unintentionally giving his thirteen-year-old cousin a piggyback, growling and yelling, but he couldn't help grinning. Adams, whom Ben was piggyback-ing, was throughly enjoying herself as well. Abigail Gates, Ben's pregnant wife, and Riley Poole, his best friend, were just looking on, smirking, as Ben was towing a kid half his age around like a pack mule. Adams just laughed. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Riley said. Ben gently let Adams down, leaving her pouting. There, at the entrance was Sadusky, with Riley having a look on his face that screamed, What the &#&! "Oh, er, Sadusky, this is, er, my cousin, Abigail, we call her Adams, who is staying here for the summer," Ben said nervously, pointing to Adams. She just grinned, waved, drank some Red Bull, and ate more of her ramen.

"Uh, yes. I brought a special guest here with me that would like to have a word with you, Gates." Sadusky gestured towards the door. And, lo and behold, in came the President of the United States. Ben swore he saw Riley's eye twitch. Adams, however, coughed on her Red Bull and ramen rather noticeably. Then, the president took Ben aside, mumbling something about some 'Page 47'. Ben only nodded with his eyes closed as the President put a hand on his shoulder and walked out. "Right," Sadusky nodded. "Nice meeting you, anyway, Adams." He walked out the door.

Frowning, Abigail asked, concerned, "What was that?"

"Yeah, what was that all about?!" Adams said.

Ben had a faraway look in his eyes. "Treasure..." He said simply.

LATER THAT DAY...

"So...Page 47, in the Book, had something to do with a treasure having to do with King Arthur and the Holy Grail?"

"Yes."

Frankly, Riley looked very confused, whereas Adams and Abigail just shrugged.

"Are you going on another treasure hunt? Can I come?" Adams asked.

"No." said Ben firmly.

"It's too dangerous." Abigail agreed.

Adams just shrugged. "Would you leave me here alone and risk me being abducted by some strange dude?"

Ben sighed and glared at his cousin. She had a good point, after all. Besides, what would she do for food and stuff like that?

"Alright...You can come."