So I Might Not Look the Same...

Chapter 4: Reunited

"No!" Rebecca/Anck-su-namun cried. "Don't leave! Please don't!" She begged him. He turned to her. "I'm sorry, but you scare me." He said. "You're not scared of me." She retorted, "You're scared of remembering. That anyone would know you remember things. Things that I remembered and have learned to accept! You're scared of knowing."

He stared at her for a while before turning to leave. Rebecca/Anck-su-namun was crushed. 'He doesn't love me anymore.' The thought brought tears to her eyes. She looked at the floor. "As the Nile flows," She sang softly to herself, "As our love grows," She looked up. Arnold/Imhotep was stopped at the doorway, listening. "I will always be there, be there for you." Arnold/Imhotep's head turned slightly and she could see his eyes, looking at her. She raised her head and stared at him straight in the eye. "Remember me, remember me," She sang, "Remember me, remember me."

Arnold/Imhotep looked at her for a moment before shaking his head as if to shake off a bug that had been so annoyingly perched on his ear, and walked out of the room. Rebecca/Anck-su-namun fell onto her bead, sobbing. Her mother tried to comfort her, but it was no use.

Arnold/Imhotep walked down the hospital steps along with his body guards and managers, who had all come in different cars. "You can go now." The bodyguards and managers shrugged and got in their own cars and drove off faster than you can say "Egypt." Arnold/Imhotep just stood there, staring at a tree but not really seeing it. He was thinking about the girl and what she had said.

'How did she know?' He asked himself, 'How did she know about my dreams and visions?' He remembered what she had said, "'Things that I have remembered and have learned to accept!'" And the song. It was so strange. Sung in a different language he could understand. "'Remember me, remember me.'" Arnold/Imhotep's eyes popped out of their dreamy state. It was *her*! His missing piece! How could he have been so foolish as to not recognize her?

Arnold/Imhotep turned around and dashed up the steps and into the hospital. "Sir, please do not run in here, sir! This is a hospital!" The nurse cried, but Arnold/Imhotep paid no heed. He raced down the hall to the her room. Inside, Rebecca/Anck-su-namun was sitting upright on the bed, her feet hanging over the side, being cradled in the arms of her mother. She was crying very hard.

Rebecca/Anck-su-namun looked up when she saw Arnold/Imhotep at the door, but quickly returned her gaze to the floor. It hurt just to look at him. 'He does not remember me.' Arnold/Imhotep walked across the tiled floor and kneeled down in front of her. Rebecca's mother let go of her daughter, and walked outside so they could talk.

Imhotep stroked Anck-su-namun's hair on the side of her head. She raised her hand and put it on top of his. "Anck-su-namun?" Imhotep asked. Anck-su- namun bit her lip, gave a weak smile, and nodded. He smiled, then, hesitating a little bit, they both leaned forward and kissed. When they were finished, they leaned forward more so they're foreheads and noses were touching. Both were smiling.

"Just like in Egypt," Imhotep said in Ancient Egyptian while smiling broadly. "*Exactly* like in Egypt." Anck-su-namun replied with a grin. And then, without hesitation this time, they kissed again, as deeply and romantically as they had in Ancient Times.