Alex may seem out of character but he always struck me as the character who believed in love over anything.So I think he would help his sister.
Imhotep was in pain he couldn't stop thinking about Sara. But he loved her enough not to go after her. He had so desperatly wanted her and she knew she wanted him. But she wasn't like him she was kind not evil and she loved her family she wouldn't betray them. Which was why Imhotep wouldn't take revenge it would hurt her. He moaned and hid his face in his hands.
"Imhotep?" he heard a voice behind him it was Sara she was back. He couldn't believe it.
He ran to her roughly taking her in his arms like a rag doll and spinning her around happily. Without thinking.
"Stop it" she shouted "you'll hurt the baby"
Baby? was she?
"shit" swore Sara in english it wasn't suposed to come out like that she was going to tell him carefully.
"Baby?" asked Imhotep.
"I'm... pregnant, are you angry with me?" Sara asked quiety.
"Is it mine?" He demanded.
"Of course theres been noone else."
"Then no." He kissed her.
"who knows?"
"my brother Alex he helped me get here. He knows we should be together. I didn't want to leave to start with it's just their my family they need me but the only way I could stay was to kill the baby in secret I couldn't do that."
"So you'll be my queen?"
"Yes"
"Tonight I wil get everything ready why don't you rest?"
Sara almost two months pregnant agreed lying down. Her stomach had grown a bit a few centimetres but it could be hidden she didn't look pregnant.
Imhotep got the knife ready and the books at the alter.
Alex still hadn't told his parents what had hapened to Sara she would be with Imhotep by now and would soon be his immortal queen if she wasn't already. He hated lying to them but it was the only way to be sure the plan worked. He loved his sister more than anyone even more than Jessica.
It was almost midnight and Sara found her self gentlybeing shaken awake.
"It's time" Imhotep told her picking her up and carrying her bridal style to the altar and laying her down on it. He handed her a knife.
"When I stop chanting you have to plunge this in between your breasts and die then I bring you back as my Queen."
Sara nodded she was happy but also terrified.
fter what seemed like hours but could only have been about ten minutes Imhotep stopped chanting and Sara took the knife and drove it into her flesh with all her might. Blood spilled from the wound and Saras vision blurred in pain the last thing she was aware of was Imhotep chanting again as everything went black.