Avery: HA!
Jackie: Shut up.
Avery: *sing-song voice* You forgot to do the last chapter!
Jackie: Real mature. You do realize we only have ten, maybe eleven, chapters that we get to talk on and we missed two of them, right?
Avery: ...Yes.
Jackie: What?
Avery: Nothing...
Jackie: TELL ME!
Avery: NEVER! *flees* DRINK UP ME HEARTIES, YO HO!
"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone, I'll keep waiting all there's left to do is run," -Taylor Swift
Avery was lying on the ground, her eyes a freaky shade of gold and staring blankly out, her body was limp. "Oh, God, oh, God, please no!" She cried as she went to her and directly felt for a pulse. "Oh, thank God, she's alive." After a little bit more of thought, she added, "We have to get her to Ardeth."
Knowing exactly what she meant, Rick and Jonathan went about starting the car and locating Daniels—the last American.
That sounded so stupid seeing as she and Avery were of the same nationality, yet it was the truth and it did kind of have a cool ring to it. They hurried back to the Museum and while Rick carried Avery bridal style, they searched for Ardeth who was certain to be with the Curator.
Finally, they found him.
"Ardeth, please, you have to help her, you're our only hope." Jackie begged as Rick laid Avery upon a blanket, resting her head upon a pillow that had been brought from one of the displays by Evy.
He knelt before her and grasped her limp hand, gazing into her eyes which they had not closed and therefore still gazed back without meaning. The Curator watched intently at what he did, a little more interested than he ought to be.
Ardeth closed her eyes with his hand and murmured something in Arabic. He looked up to them and said, "Time runs short, you must do what you came here for and I will do all I can for her."
They nodded and ran upstairs, but the Curator lingered and Jackie went to hide behind a pillar to hear what they said.
"You love her, don't you?" The Curator asked blandly, knowing the answer before the question.
"Of course I do," He murmured, stroking her cheek. From her point, Jackie could see Avery lean towards his touch, as though she was begging for him. "I have loved her for more than three thousand years."
"I hope you are happy together," The Curator said with a smile. "And that she bares me wonderful grandchildren." He winked and smiled, then ran off in search of Evy, Rick and Jonathan.
Ardeth leaned down and brushed his lips upon her forehead. "On this night, three thousand years ago in a grand palace, the same night Imhotep would kill the Pharaoh, you sent for me in my previous life and I came to your quarters. There, you told me that you wished to run away with me so that our love would not be threatened. I agreed and we were to leave the next night; but I was informed that the Pharaoh had been killed by your father and that by seeing you, I had neglected my one duty.
"As a result, I thought you were in league with your father and had kept me away so that he could kill him, so it was upon my hand that you were condemned to death. There is no greater a weight upon my heart that doing that to you, so I hope that in doing all I can for you now, you can begin to forgive me for my unforgivable crime; for even after all this time, I have loved and will only love you." He leaned in and locked his lips upon hers, dancing across as a waltz of beauty that slowly drew a surprised Avery from her slumber, who did not know what to think at first before succumbing to the kiss and closing her eyes.
"Imhotep, Imhotep,"
"What's that?" Jackie asked out loud unintentionally. Avery and Ardeth looked up to her, their eyes wide in realization. She just scoffed, "Do you really think I would tell anyone?"
"Jackie! Come on, love, we have to get the car started!" Jonathan exclaimed, taking her arm and dragging her half way to the exit before she could gain her footing which scared the daylights out of Jonathan.
"JONATHAN CARNAHAN, MY DEAD BEST FRIEND JUST CAME BACK TO LIFE! SOME PEACE, PLEASE!"
"No, it's alright, you should go, as well, Avery," Ardeth said.
"No, I'm staying with you," She replied firmly, taking his arm. "I won't lose you again."
"You won't, we shall join you in a moment but I must speak with the others quickly," When she sent him a look, he cupped her face and kissed her brow, "I don't wish to lose you either, but we both must sacrifice our time together in order to ensure the survival of the world."
She sighed, "Well, when you put it that way, let's go!"
Avery and Jackie had never seen Jonathan run so fast in his life. "Uh, Jackie, what exactly is chasing us?"
"I don't-"
"Imhotep, Imhotep," The chant grew louder and they froze stiff, staring wide-eyed at a mob of men covered in boils and sores carrying weapons. Needless to say, they screamed. Or at least, they did so until Jonathan covered their mouths, became stiff and started to chant and walk slowly as well. Whether by genius or stupidity, the mob ceased its violent behavior and the three managed to make it to the car unscathed.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Henderson shouted as he and the others made a run and jump into the car. However, they did not go unnoticed, for as they entered the vehicle, stupid Beni shouted from the door to the museum, "Imhotep!"
The half-dead mummy-man thing looked down upon them and roared.
Rick pointed at Beni with a death glare, "You're gonna get yours, Beni! You hear me? You're gonna get yours!"
The shrivel sneered, "Like I haven't heard that one before!"
Jackie grabbed hold of a wrench at the bottom of the car and hurled it at him, striking him upon his head with surprising accuracy.
"Remind me never to get on your bad side," Avery muttered with a smile. Jackie shook her head, unable to keep the grin off of her own face.
The mob continued to follow them, though they were making pretty good time...until a good hundred of them sat in front of them, waiting to get hit with the car. Which was exactly what Rick did.
In the psychotic scene, Henderson was ripped away from the car and dragged over to Imhotep just as the car rounded the corner. "Oh, God, oh, God, oh God, we're gonna die!" Jackie hissed to Avery as they sat in the middle, whacking away the plagued Egyptians with whatever they could find.
"Why on Earth did you let go of that wrench?!"
Eventually, the car crashed into a fountain and their group was forced into a corner where the girls were kept behind the men as the circle parted to reveal a completely regenerated Imhotep and his little arse, Beni.
Imhotep was speaking to them, but was only understood by the Curator, Ardeth, Evy and Avery. Beni "translated" for them. "Come with me, my queen, my princess, it is time to make you mine and keep you with me, forever."
"'For all eternity,' idjit," Avery sneered.
"Alright, looks like Bobby Singer is making some unexpected appearances,"
"Shut up, Jackie,"
"Take my hands, and I will spare your friends," Beni translated again. Imhotep looked from Ardeth to Avery and then added, "And your lover."
"Oh, dear,"
"Oh, shivic,"
Jackie held on to Avery's arm for dear life, "Anybody got any bright ideas?"
"I'm thinking, I'm thinking," Rick insisted.
"You better think of something fast, because if he turns me into a mummy, you're the first one I'm coming after," Evy informed him. There were probably simpler ways to say 'I love you.'
Avery and Evy stepped forward and stood beside Imhotep who wrapped his arms around them. Rick pulled out a weapon and pointed it at the mummy-thing while Ardeth unsheathed his blade. "No, don't!" Avery cried, pleading tears in her eyes. The Curator took hold of Ardeth and muttered something in Arabic which made him put his weapons down.
"He still has to take us to Hamunaptra to perform the ritual," Evy explained.
"She's right," Ardeth growled, still unhappy. "Live today, fight tomorrow."
Slowly, Rick put the gun away. "I'll be seeing you again,"
"Jonathan," Avery called as she was turned away and walked into the crowd. "Take care of Jackie for me! No nutella until I get back!"
Beni approached Jonathan and Jackie, but he was only there to take the key that Jonathan still somehow managed to keep. Imhotep shouted once more, "Kill them all!"
"NO!" Avery's cry rose above all other noise. "NO, let go of us!"
"Goodbye, my friend," Beni muttered as the crowd moved in.
"Come here, you little-" Rick growled, but the mob kept him at bay.
They were running out of options—fast. Jackie looked around desperately which led her to notice the manhole. "Wait til Ellie hears this," she muttered. "Rick, help me pull this off!"
"What about my sister?" Jonathan asked as Rick helped him into the drain.
"We're gonna get them back, go!" Jackie was next, followed by Rick and then Ardeth. The lid was shut.
"Where's the-"
"Dead," Ardeth said firmly, with only the slightest hint of emotion. "He wanted to give us a chance, let's not waste it."