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Sorry for the long delay, I really have no excuse except laziness. Please forgive me. Anyway, here's the next chappie. Hope you enjoy. Thank you to my lovely reviewers for being totally kickass!

Elizabeth watched as Abigail and Ben walked away toward the gathering. When out of their line of vision, she dug into her purse and pulled out a giant chocolate bunny. "As promised," She smiled, holding it out to Riley.

Laughing lightly, he broke off a piece of the ear and stuck it all in his mouth. "Nothing like starting the day off with chocolate."

"Absolutely." She agreed, sitting on a nearby bench. "How long do you think grandpa will be in there." nodding her head to the museum across the street with a smile.

"Probably until your dad comes back." Riley told her, sitting down next to her. "I wouldn't be surprised if he found some type of clue to something in there."

Lizzie grinned, enjoying the warmth his body was giving her. "So, what do you think we'll find in the City of Gold?"

He looked at her with amusement. "Oh, I don't know... gold, maybe."

"Shut up!" She hit his arm. "You know what I mean."

Riley shrugged. "A lot of historical stuff… I'm not the history major here, Lizzie."

"It's fascinating, though, isn't it?" She asked, biting off the rest of the ears.

"It's something." He agreed. They spent a vast majority of the time talking about his previous job and her interests in what she saw in her future. Patrick joined them about a half hour later and they finally got a text from Ben.

"Let's go." Riley said, standing up.

Lizzie noticed the glum look on Abigail's face and determined there wasn't much success.

"It was empty." Ben told them as they drew nearer.

"Someone must have taken it." Abigail further explained as Riley made a hopeless gesture with his arms.

"Brightest men in our country sat at that desk." Patrick pointed out, "For over a hundred years."

"Take a look at this," Ben interrupted, pulling out his camera. "It's a symbol stamped into the wood."

Lizzie leaned as close as she could trying to examine it. Looking closely, she noticed something off about it.

"The Presidential seal." Patrick said as Abigail shook her head in negative.

"It's not the Presidential seal." She argued, pointing at the image. "See the Eagle is holding a scroll instead of olive branches."

A scroll…? Lizzie thought. It was so familiar. She felt Riley move away from her, and that's when it hit her. "Of course," She whispered, looking back at Riley. His book.

"I'm not sure what this is." Ben said, shaking his head. He seemed upset that he didn't know.

Patrick frowned. "So what are we going to do now?"

"Did none of you read my book?" Riley asked impatiently. He was standing there, obviously upset at the fact his closest friends hadn't even bothered to pick up such a valuable thing to him.

Lizzie's hand shot up, then looked at the three stares she was getting. "Well, I did."

"The Eagle clutching the scroll," He encouraged, looking crestfallen at the three eldest of the group.

"Do you know what it means?" Ben asked, squinting against the sunlight.

"Yeah," Riley answered, walking closer. "But it's not something I can tell you; it's something I have to show you… in my book."

"Well, great. I have it with me. Let's go." Ben said, getting the four of them to follow.

Lizzie pulled Riley back as the rest talked amongst themselves ahead. "The President's Secret book."

Riley smiled at her. "Correct."

"You were right, Riley." She squeezed his arm and pecked him on the cheek before jogging up to talk to Ben.

Riley couldn't wipe the grin off his face.

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Ben ripped open a package, and pulled out the book.

"You didn't even open it?" Riley whined, hurt.

"I was moving." Ben shrugged, as Lizzie shut the van's door.

"Chapter 13." Riley told him unhappily.

Ben flipped to the chapter. "The President's Secret Book?" He asked somewhat skeptically.

"The President's Secret Book!" Riley repeated, gaining some enthusiasm back as Ben put his glasses on and looked further into it. "It happens to be a collection of documents for President's, by President's and for President's eyes only. And I'm not just talking about JFK here, guys; the 18 and a half missing minutes of the Watergate tapes-"

"The Apollo," Lizzie added, catching some of Riley's energy.

"Thank you. Did it land on the moon?" He asked, gesturing with his hands. "Did it? Did it? And... the coup de grâce, Area 51."

"Brilliant." Lizzie whispered, smiling. Ben quirked an eyebrow at her as Abigail laughed incredulously.

"Come on, Riley," She elder blonde laughed, "That's an urban legend."

"Is it, Abigail?" He asked, walking closer. "Is it?"

Lizzie bit her lip to keep from giggling as Abby continued. "Just totally-"

"Crazy!" He finished for her.

"Yeah!" She agreed, doubtingly.

"Hm," he continued, sarcastically. "Cause, last time I checked, we pretty much make our living on crazy."

"He's got a point." Ben told her as she raised her arms in defeat.

"I guess so." She admitted, reluctantly.

"Same symbol." Patrick flicked the image with his finger on the page.

"It was released in '66 under the Freedom of Information Act." Lizzie explained to her grandpa, examining the page as well. She felt Riley's gaze and looked up, giving him a soft smile.

"The Eagle and the Scroll," Riley continued, "The secret symbol in the President's book."

Lizzie looked up as Ben made a calculative expression. "You can't possibly doubt him." She said quietly to him to which he ignored.

"So, you're saying whatever was on that plank is now in the President's secret book?" Patrick asked, having an idea of the answer already.

Riley nodded and looked at Ben hopefully. Lizzie could notice the apprehension. He wanted to know Ben's stance on his theory. "Ben," He said, with a hint of pleading, "If it was you trying to convince me, you'd have less evidence, and I'd already believe you by now."

Lizzie stared at Riley and cocked her head. Was he trying to gain her father's approval? Trying to prove something? She felt a sort of admiration that he'd gotten his theory out and that he was so passionate.

Ben rubbed his lip and after a few moments, he spoke. "It's time I pay a visit to Sadusky."

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"So, Sadusky and him are buddy buddy?" Lizzie asked, sitting on the bedroom couch and laying her head in Riley's lap as he finished the quick summary on Federal Agent Sadusky and their relationship with him.

"He did let Ben get out of going to prison. I mean, Ian had to go instead, but whatever." He explained, playing with her hair.

"So, you think we'll be able to get the President's book?" She asked after a few silent minutes, just content with watching him play with her golden waves.

Riley made a face. "I wouldn't put it past Ben to find it. He's too smart for his own good."

"Too bad I didn't inherit those genes." Lizzie laughed, "Woe is me!"

"You are smart." He told her with a curve of his lips.

"You are, too, Riley." She said seriously, thinking back to earlier that day and sitting up. "You're really smart."

"Not as much as I wish to be." He snorted.

"You're such a girl." She rolled her eyes, gripping onto his jacket tightly.

"I take serious offense to that accusation." he defended lamely, concentrating on her face drawing nearer to his. She stopped a few centimeters shy of the corner of his mouth.

"Say you're smart." She whispered wickedly against his skin.

"If this is your way of psychology, I think I'd like more sessions." He deadpanned, closing his eyes as her warm breath tickled his face.

"Say it." She demanded, biting at his skin.

He forced his body to not react, but it wasn't listening. "I…"

"You…?" She lowered her mouth to his ear and bit the lobe.

"I am smart." He said distractedly, getting frustrated with her teasing.

"Yes, you are." She smiled, before turning his face with her hand and capturing his lips against hers.

Riley was torn from going downstairs, as Ben was to come back any minute and staying where he was now and risking a serious ass beating. He chose the latter.

Lizzie was sure she never felt kissing could be this euphoric. All the other boys had been just that: boys. Riley was… different. Very different. In a good way. She liked how his hands knew the right places to touch and how his tongue kept doing that thing.

Once they figured oxygen was necessary, they broke apart. "Wow," Lizzie gasped, resting her head against his chest.

Riley nodded, dazedly. "Yeah."

"Riley! Lizzie! Get down here!" Ben called out.

The two jumped, and Lizzie ran her hands through her hair. "Okay, he's back. Uh, you go down first."

Riley, again, nodded dazedly. She snapped her fingers in front of him, "Riley!"

"Huh? Right! Downstairs." He hastily fixed his clothing and was getting ready to leave before Lizzie grabbed his arm and turned him around, giving him another quick, yet satisfying kiss before pushing him out the door.

"Go!" She laughed quietly.

He made his way down the stairs. Yes, the kissing was definitely fun.

Yay! Another chapter complete. Thank you so much to my reviewers. I heart you.

Gollum4077: So, so, so happy you liked it! I hope I did well on this one. I wasn't in the zone... Unfortunately. As for the secret, you'll find out soon enough. Thank you for being awesome!

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