Egyptology
(Gale/Madge)

A/N: Because I have an obsession.

It was 1922, Gale Hawthorne, head Egyptologist, was wondering the Valley of the Kings with his crew. It was said that there nothing left to discover here, but Gale disagreed. There were so many Pharaoh's tombs that were undiscovered – especially the one of the Boy King. Gale was determined to find one. Although he had found many smaller, less significant tombs, he wanted to find a Pharaoh's. And he had a hunch that he would find it in the Valley of the Kings.

Years, that's how long he's been searching for a tomb. A shit ton of money has been spent on research teams and analyst, alongside food, housing, and time. They have search high and low throughout all of Egypt, but for some reason…Gale kept coming back to the Valley of the Kings. He didn't know if it was the feeling that something great was here (obviously, look at all the pyramids) or just something else. His best friend and colleague, Thom, thought he was crazy for coming back, thought it was a waste of talent and time for all the men and women working on this project. But that didn't stray him from his project. He ignored the complaints and told them they could leave anytime they wanted, but they never left.

Lord Carnarvon, Gale's employer, hire Gale because of Gale's vast knowledge of Egypt and its Ancient History, he knew hieroglyphics just as well as English, and he was passionate about his job. Lord Carnarvon was getting a little older and lived in England. During the Spring/Summer/Fall seasons, Gale was assigned a team to search the land to see what they could find. It's been 10 years and they have only found small mummies of animals and a few broken pots. But that didn't deter Gale from looking. They haven't stopped looking for a second, not even when World War I was raging on.

Five years, Gale has been searching the Valley of the Kings for five years and he only had a few items that bore the name Tutankhamun. That's what led him to believe that the Boy King's tomb had yet to be discovered. It wasn't much to go on, but it was something. But Lord Carnarvon was losing hope and didn't want to pay for their search anymore, but he eventually agreed to one more season. And that season was the season.

It was November 1 when they found the beginning of something great. After moving their tents four days ago, they hit a step – not just any step, but a step carved into the ground. The men and women work feverishly, their hopes sparking in their chest (Gale was about to explode with excitement). By November 5th, they had discovered twelve steps, leading downward, and with that was the beginning of a concrete entrance.

The entrance was blocked, to no one's surprise. Seals were imprinted on the door, Gale ran his fingers gently over it to remove the dirt. It was clearly a seal from the Eighteenth Dynasty, to Gale's excitement. The possibilities were close and it could lead to nothing. Either a noble was buried here upon Royal consent or it was a King that he had been searching for 10 years for.

Without word of consent, they covered the steps again so no one would disturb the sight. It was three weeks before Gale's team heard back from Lord Carnarvon. And they began to dig some more…

Lord Carnarvon arrived with his daughter to watch the production of the findings. Gale and his team cleared the steps again and finally revealed all sixteen of them. Gale worked hard clearing the entrance, desperate to read the half covered seals. His heart pounded wildly as he neared the bottom of the door and it about nearly exploded when King Tut's name was inscribed on the bottom of the door. Although, the top left corner of the entrance was broken and then resealed – meaning it wasn't intact – it still made Gale's heart sing. Resealing of a tomb meant great things, it meant that the treasures were still inside and that tomb robbers (presumably) hadn't breach the historic defining moment.

On November 25th, Gale, Thom, and Lord Carnarvon broke the door fully down. They were met with the antechamber of the King's Tomb. The chamber showed signs of tomb robbers, there were darker rock filling the places they broke down in order to get in. Not to mention the random, scattered objects thrown around the hall of the antechamber. From the looks of it Tutankhamun's tomb had been broken into twice, judging by the resealing it could be determined that it was robbed right after he was buried and a little while later. There was filling up to their hips that they needed to clear in order to get down either side of the hallway.

The passageway was 26 feet long and exposed another entranceway, almost identical to the first. Gale doesn't expect to find the mummy in this room. Like Tut's father, his tomb seems to have the same layout. Meaning this room wouldn't have a mummy in it. Gale applied several tests to make sure everything was safe before removing on the doorway from the already broken left corner. His eyes had to adjust to the candle light that he had stuck through the hole. Inside he could see statues and gold – tons and tons of gold. The glittery glint sparkling in the candle light made Gale smile.

"Well, can you see anything?" Lord Carnarvon asks impatiently.

"Yes, wonderful things." Gale mutters back, his smile only widening.

They didn't removed the door until the next day once the seals were recorded and the door was photographed. Gale and Thom removed the door with care, revealing another antechamber. There was a billion things carefully placed in the room. In chaotic order, it seems, was couches, boxes, chairs all in gold. On the left wall was broken down chariots and armor. On the right wall was two statues of the King himself, they faced each other with weapons in their hands, guarding the sealed door in between them. That door was also breached, but this time from the bottom middle.

Many crew members migrated toward the two statues, but not Gale. No, Gale was staring at the door on the far wall behind the couches. A doorway, visibly broken into but not reseal, rests there. It was the Annexe of the Tomb. It was messy, from what they could see under the couch with a flashlight. No one straighten the room like they had to others.

They moved onto the statue doorway after everything was photographed, drawn, numbered, and added to the floor plan. It took seven weeks to clear the antechamber before they could demolish the door between the two statues. A yard into the room was a solid wall of pure gold. There was little space inside the room – only two feet around the entire structure. The structure rooftop was pointed like a house and almost reaches the ceiling. It was glamorous. The Burial Chamber was painted yellow, the walls were left rough with no plaster for smoothing. Burial scenes were painted on the yellow walls and on the floor were a couple broken necklaces.

There were four shrines in total surrounding the King's sarcophagus. There was little room for the team to work and they often had to work in uncomfortable positions, but it was worth it. The top of the sarcophagus was cracked and someone clearly tried to fill it. With this in their way, Gale's heart sank in his chest. What if there was no mummy of the King underneath this lid?

A group of specialist made their way into the tomb. Their head was a woman, Madge Undersee. She was as beautiful as the tomb, diamond earring were place in her earlobe and her jumpsuit looked spectacular on her. She smiled and walked over to Gale.

"You the head?"

"Yes." And they got to work.

Madge's team and Gale's team worked together to get the lid off of the sarcophagus. Inside laid a bunch of linen clothes. But underneath that…laid the mural of the Boy King himself. Gale jumped back in excitement, his hands coming together in a clap. He looked at Madge, her eyes alit with joy, she looked at him and the two hugged at their findings.

…

A year and a half later, the tomb (that was seven feet, four inches long and had a humanly shape) was opened. Inside that was another coffin, and inside that was a golden one. It took a while to get the third one open, but they did…a beautiful, well made mummy laid inside. It was the first time in over 3,300 year that King Tutankhamun had seen the light of day, and it was the first time in over 3,300 years that someone had seen him.

It turns out that Tutankhamun stood at 5'5 1/8 feet and died around the time he was 19.

A true discovery it was.

And another one was about to be made…

"Do you want to go out for drinks?" He bumps her shoulder.

She blushes wildly, "Yes, I'd like that very much."

A/N: I know, I know, not a lot of Gadge, but I have an obsession with Ancient Egypt and wanted to write something about it. So I choose King Tut. Anyways, tell me what you think? Another one? Like or wtf this is?