1.1.1.1.1 Bcenter"The mummy"
Dawson's Creek style/center/B
centerBy: Amp P./center
BDisclaimer:/B It's the same thing as always. I don't own anything. Not the mummy, not Dawson's creek, nor anything related to them. Nada, cero. So just enjoy this writing opus.P
Author's Note: From now on I'm gonna be needing your opinion. I'm going to begin to add of my own creation. So if you don't like something, just give me a HOLLER at mrswittermx@yahoo.comP
Chapter ThreeP
BPort of Gizeh, El Cairo./BP
Several days later, Joey and Dawson were ready to get going on their new adventure in search of the ancient city. With the things already on the boat, that was ready to leave. The pair was walking at the dock waiting for their unusual guide to arrive.P
"Do you really think he is going to show up?" Joey asked uncertainly, as she was struggling with her luggage.P
"Yeah undoubtedly, with my luck. He maybe a cowboy, but I know his breed, his word is his word." Dawson explained as he walked by his likely sister.P
"Well, personally I find him, rude, filthy a complete scoundrel…" She complained. "I don't like him one bit."P
"Anyone I know?" A voice spoke out from behind them, that had listened to the last part of the conversation.P
Joey turned around quickly, although she had and idea of who it was that had spoken. But when her gaze came upon the person, to say she was flabbergasted was an understatement. The same grimy character she had unfortunately met in the prison, was now completely changed, with his hair short and well groomed, perfectly shaved, and well dressed with an elegant but comfortable white jacket. As she carefully examined him, from head to toe, she realized she had to say something, because the guy was starting to stare questioningly at her. "Umm…hello"P
"Smashing day to start and adventure, hey Witter?" Dawson cut into the awkward moment, chummily hitting him at the chest.P
"Yeah, yeah, smashing." Pacey echoed as he surveyed the place where his wallet was, being careful this time.P
"Oh, no I would never steal from a partner…partner." Dawson promised as he witness his action.P
Pacey laughed at the guy. "That reminds me…no hard feeling about the umm…" He stopped as he imitated punching him.P
"Oh, no, happens all the time." Dawson confessed for him to feel better.P
"Mr. Witter, can you look me at the eye and guaranty me that this isn't some sort of…a flim-flam….because if it is I'm warning you…" Joey asked narrowing her eyes at him in a menacing form.P
"You're warning me?" Pacey echoed not threaten. "Lady, let me put it this way…my whole damn garrison believed in this so much…that with out orders they walked half way thru Libya and into Egypt to find that city…and when we got there all we found was sand and blood." Pacey proclaimed trying to make a point and to calm the doubts in the strange woman. "By the way…" He said searching to change the subject. "You don't mind if I brought somebody with us, do you?" Pacey asked changing his tone of voice to one more amiable.P
Joey was surprised at this last request. "What? You're telling me that you actually found a female human been that would willingly interact with you?" Joey asked oozing sarcasm, but as the words left her mouth, she wondered why would she care?P
"Well yeah, but only because she's family." A female voice erupted from behind Pacey, as she responded to Joey's last question. "Believe me that's the only reason." She continued joking. "I'm Gretchen Witter, unfortunate sister to Mr. Witter here." She introduced herself extending her hand witch Joey shook.P
But when she extended her hand to Dawson, she was surprised when he brought it to his lips as he kissed the back of it. "Enchanted to met you." Dawson said flirting. As he watched this beautiful young lady, dressed in tight pants, almost the same as her brothers, but more feminine and a simple white blouse, witch was a strange attire for a woman at that age. She seemed extremely daring and interesting.P
"As I am…" Gretchen answered with a softer tone. Sharing the same intense gaze with Dawson.P
As Joey rolled her eyes at Dawson lamely intents that seemed to be working on her, Pacey interrupted the contact, walking between them. "Less friendliness with the clients, please." He murmured to her sister's ear as he past them. "Let me get your bags." Pacey offered at Joey as he took them from where they were standing at Joey's side. Joey just stared at the young man as he walked away with the baggage in his hands.P
"Oh, yes, yes, you're right, filthy, rude a complete scoundrel…nothing to like there at all." Dawson repeated sarcastically as he followed Joey's gaze.P
Before she could come up with one of her typical comebacks she was interrupted. "Bright and good day to all." It was the warden from the prison.P
"Oh no, what are you doing here?" She asked in disgust.P
"I'm here to protect my investment, thank you very much." He expressed as he got on the boat that was going to take them to their destination.P
Joey and Dawson could only exchanged eye rolls as they saw the man walk away.P
***P
A bright full moon shined in the clear dark sky as the boat navigated through the river. Cheerful piano music could be heard thru all the boat. Pacey had just finished putting his baggage away in his quarters and now only carrying a small bag he came to the deck to look for his acquaintances. When he arrived Dawson, who was in the middle of a poker game with three fellow Americans, greeted him. "Hey Witter, great, we could use another player."P
"I only gamble with my life never my money." Pacey claimed.P
"Never, what if I was beat you five hundred dollars says we get to Hamunaptra before you do." One of the Americans asked.P
"You're looking for Hamunaptra?" Pacey asked intrigued by the news.P
"Damn straight we are." Another American responded.P
"And who says we are?" Pacey inquired curious of how they obtained that information.P
"He does." The three of them spoke at the same time signaling to Dawson. Who seeing himself caught, just smiled to Pacey.P
"Well how about it? Is it a bet??" The man prodded.P
"Al right your on." Pacey finally accepted.P
"What makes you so confidant sir?" A new English voice erupted from an old man reading a book.P
"Well what makes you?" Pacey answered with question.P
"We got us a guy who's actually been there." The American known as Daniels responded.P
"Oh well what a coincidence because Wi…" Dawson was suddenly interrupted by a hand on his mouth, a gentle hand, when he turned around he was staring right into Gretchen Witter's deep eyes. She had been listening to the entire conversation from the shadows and when she noticed that Dawson was going to give away very important information she decided to stop him her way, before her brother hurt him.P
"Good evening, gentlemen, mind if I join you?" She asked politely in a sulky voice as she grabbed a chair and sat down next to Dawson.P
"Not at all, miss." The American that was wearing glassed called Burns replied.P
"I don't think that that's a good idea Gretch…" Pacey was interfering.P
"Oh Witter, please stop worrying were not going to do nothing to you're beautiful sister…" Daniels responded eyeing Gretchen.P
"Well, it's your money…" Pacey saying knowing very well her sister aptitudes. "Gentlemen we got us a wager. Good evening…Dawson." He said crushing his shoulder before he left.P
"Goodnight." Dawson responded with a small shriek from the pain.P
***P
Joey was sitting in a distant chair in front of a old table, absorbed in her reading, when…PUMM!! A sudden strong noise shook her out of her concentration so drastically that she gave a little jump in her seat. When she had recovered she noticed the source of her problems.P
Pacey had wondered to another part of the boat, leaving her sister to deal with Dawson and the Americans, as he was roaming the deck, in a far table he saw the strange woman, she was sure enigmatic, but in some twisted- smart-ass kind of way. That's when he decided to join her, and threw the bag that he had been carrying in the table in front of her. When he saw her jump from the unexpectedness of the hit. "Sorry…didn't mean to scare ya'." Pacey replied with an amused look in his face rather than repent.P
"The only thing that scares me Mr. Witter are you manners." Joey responded in her typical English sarcasms-filled voice.P
Pacey fixed his gaze on her for a second, you just couldn't beat her. He decided to ignore the insult for now and proceeded to extending his bag on the table to check that everything was properly stored.P
As the bag unrolled in front of her eyes, Joey could clearly see the arsenal that he had in that little bag. "Umm…did I miss something…? Are…are we going into battle?" Joey joked amused by this mans choice in luggage.P
"Lady, there is something out there…something underneath that sand." Pacey defended himself.P
"Yeah…well, I'm looking for an certain ancient artifact…a book actually." Joey said as she examined a specific weapon that appeared to be a hook of some kind. "…my 'brother' thinks there's treasure…what do you think is out there?"P
"In a word…? Evil." He started as he retrieved the weapon from Joey's hand. "The beduins believed that Hamunaptra was cursed." He informed her.P
"Yeah, well I don't believe in fairytales and hokum Mr. Witter…but I do believe that one of the most famous books in history is buried out there…the book of Amon-Ra…it contains with in it all the secret incantations of the old kingdom…is what first interested me in Egypt when I was a child…is why I came here, sort of a…a life's pursuit." Joey revealed her motivations for the trip, letting the intensity that her dreams created escape trough her eyes, something that she didn't show most of the time.P
"And the fact that they say that its made out of pure gold…makes no never mind to you." Pacey expressed in his rich, throaty voice as he cleaned his rifle.P
"You know you history!" Joey acknowledged impressed by his first sign of knowledge.P
"I know my treasure." Pacey clarified.P
"Umm…" Joey started, the strong woman that she was, hiding again. " …by the way, why did you kiss me?" She inquired shyly.P
"Who knows?" He instantly replied with a smirk. "I was about to be hang, it seemed like a good idea at the time." He answered smugly.P
"Ugh!" Or some type of indignant noise, made Joey. Offended she quickly stood up and walked away as possibly as she could.P
"What? What I say?" Pacey asked with a dumbfounded look as she saw Joey walk away. (AN: Men are so oblivious)P
That's when a thud was heard behind a cluster of luggage, Pacey got up and saw a shadow of a person standing behind it. He quickly grabbed the person from the collar of his shirt and pulled him forcefully out, when he brought him to the light he realized who it was.P
"What a surprise! My good friend, you're alive! I was so very, very worried." The voice of his old legion 'friend' the conniving Benny, was heard.P
"Well if it isn't my little buddy Benny." Pacey quipped remembering him from the battle that took place three years ago. "I think I'll kill you." He remarked taking out his gun and pointing it to Benny's chest.P
"Think of my children." He immediately pleaded.P
"You don't have any children!" He expressed annoyed at the guy.P
"Someday I might." He responded lamely.P
"SHUT UP…" He demanded pushing him harder against the luggage. "So you're the one who's leading the Americans…" He surmised. "…I might've known…so what's the scam Benny…you take them out into the middle of dessert and them leave them to rot?" He inquired.P
"Unfortunately no…" Benny lamented himself. "This Americans are smart…they paid me only half now and half when I get them back to Cairo, so this time I must go all the way." He said, being the little Egyptian weasel that he is.P
Pacey let him go feeling pity. "Toughs of the break uh?" Pacey asked.P
"You never believed in Hamunaptra Witter? Why are you going back?" Benny asked curious from his old-partner's motivations.P
A moan from a camel was heard, breaking the conversation, as the two men turned towards the noise. There was Joey, petting the large dromedary in the head.P
"You see that girl…" Pacey asked jutting his chin towards Joey. "She saved my neck." He expressed, letting a bit of the gratitude that he felt escape through his words.P
In that moment Joey turned his gaze toward him, exchanging glances for a second, she proceeded to walk away.P
"You always did have more balls than brains Witter." Benny joked, breaking Pacey's concentration.P
Pacey mocked laughter as he patted him at the shoulder. Giving Benny the illusion of union. As they continued to laugh, Pacey had unnoticeably guided him to the rail of the ship. "So long Benny." He expressed as he pulled him by the back of his shirt and with his unbelievable strength threw him out of the ship and into the cold waters of the river.P
"Witter!" Benny screamed, gasping for air, as he battled to keep up float.P
Pacey smiled at his wrongdoing as he put away the gun away in his little bag, with the rest of his personal arsenal…when he noticed something irregular…footprints on the floor of the ship, water footprints, immediately he glanced towards the river, searching for a reason to why the footprints.P
***P
Inside Joey's quarters, she was busily reading one of her old books, comfortably dressed in her long cotton nightgown.P
"George Bembridge…in 186…in 1865…" She recited to herself as she walked around her room, trying to straighten up a bit by storing her clothes, but was failing miserably, due to her distraction. "UGH! For heaven's sake girl is wasn't that good of a kiss anyway." She breathed letting known her frustrations out loud. She looked at herself in the mirror, angry for letting something as petty as a kiss distract her so much. She started brushing her long chestnut hair, airing her desperation.P
The book she had intended to read fell from it's place in the nightstand, she took one final annoyed look at the mirror and bend down to grab her book. After recovering her book she returned to glancing at the mirror. "AHH!!!" She screamed with all her might when she saw a face that didn't belong beside her own reflection.P
An old, old man covered in a black costume and tattooed with little black Egyptian writing in his face was staring right at her through the mirror. Swiftly he turned an grabbed her by the throat, pushing her against the wall, and pulling out a jagged black knife and resting it on her cheek. "The map…where is the map?" He demanded with a low voice.P
"Umm…there…there…" Joey could barely answer, her vocal cords clogged by the strangers strangling her neck, so she helped the answer by glancing at the ancient map that was extended in a little wood table at her side.P
"And the key…where is the key…" He urged.P
"The ke…the key? What key?" Joey was nervous, afraid and now confused, she didn't know what the old man was demanding.P
"JOSEPHINE!" The strong voice of a man shouted. A nanosecond later, Pacey had broken into the room; gun in hand, frantically searching for Joey.P
Joey eyed Pacey, secretly pleading for help, as the man that was holding her grabbed her and put her in front of him for protection against Pacey, with the knife still menacing her throat. Pacey was about to go towards her when he heard a noise from out side, rapidly he turned to the noise just as the little wooden shutter opened to reveal another man dressed exactly the same way as the one that was holding Joey, that was packing a gun. With dexterity Pacey shoot first, and killed him with a single blast.P
Joey took advantage of that distraction and searched for a way to get out of the man's grip, she saw a candle in the same table were the map was and without thinking twice grabbed it and jabbed it right into the man's eye. As the flame burned his eye he had to let go of Joey. Without hesitation Joey ran towards Pacey and took shelter behind his back as he continued to shot the wall where he knew that were more men ready to attack, at the same time that he walked to the door of the room.P
When they came to the hall, Joey began to run away, as Pacey stood in the door still firing gunshots to get rid of all the enemies. Joey had gotten way not two steps when she remembered something very important and proceeded to turn around and head toward her room again screaming. "The map! The map! We forgot the map."P
Pacey that had finished shooting and was putting away his gun and he was just in time to grab Joey by the wrist before she could get into the room again. "Relax! I'm the map…is all in here." He expressed as he signaled to his head.P
"Oh, that's comforting." Joey quipped as she was being literally dragged away.P
The man that had a burned eye, now was wondering blindly in Joey's room, when he saw the little artifact. "The Key!" He expressed triumphantly. At that moment Dawson came to Joey's room, after hearing her scream and some ruckus coming from outside. "Joey!" He screamed and pushed the man that was bending down into the couch that was now on fire because of the candle that Joey had used, the man was now on fire and screaming with hurt. Dawson saw what the man was trying to get and bent down to grab it himself. But the flaming man grabbed it with his knife just as Dawson was going to.P
In other parts of the ship, the same men were spreading havoc. Some of them were throwing sticks with fire where the horses hay was being stored and even where the horses where. Others where shooting the crew and all of the passengers.P
When Pacey and Joey had finally made it to the top deck they came into view with the whole massacre. Pacey thrust his bag into Joey's arms while he proceeded to load his pair of guns. The shots where getting closer and closer to him, as they shoot holes into the wall that Pacey was leaning on, they came nearer to the point that the last shot was merely two inches away.P
Joey seeing this, and watching Pacey's apparent indifference, she grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him to the side just in time to evade another shoot that was know symbolized as a whole were Pacey's head had been.P
Pacey gave Joey a look, not wanting her to know that he knew that he had saved him once again. Without another minute to waste he headed to the crossfire, shooting with agility and killing almost every enemy that came to view. They came safely to the wood-rail of the boat, Pacey took possession of him bag and as he swung it on his shoulder, he shouted. "Can you swim?"P
"Of course I can swim if the occasion calls for it!" Joey shouted back annoyed, what did that had to do with anything?P
Unfortunately for her she got her answer as Pacey swooped her in his arms and carried her. "Trust me! It calls for it." He screamed before he threw her to the river and proceeded to continue fitting with the strange men.P
In another part of the ship very close to them, Dawson was pulling by the hand a battling Gretchen, who had already shoot at least ten men. "Who are this men?" Gretchen shouted to Dawson as she continued to fire her gun.P
"I have no idea, but please, don't let that stop you!" He shouted as he turned around and offered her a smirk.P
Gretchen smirked back, when they came to a stop. There behind a makeshift wall of luggage and chairs, the Americans where shooting without stop and screaming, exhilarated by the thrill. "Americans!" Dawson expressed in his know-it-all English tone. (Again, no insult to the UK fans) P
In that instant the same flaming man from Joey's room erupted from a door and headed straight to Dawson. Dawson grabbed Gretchen and put her behind him protecting her, she tried to shoot him put she was all out of ammunition. As the man slowly walked towards them threatening to strike, Dawson and Gretchen were out of ideas as how to get rid of him. That when their salvation came in the form of an delighted American, that shot the man several times making him fall over the broken wood-rail into the river. "I say, jolly good show chaps!" He thanked the Americans and them he turned to Gretchen. "And did I panic?" He asked the rhetorical question as he played with the little box he had managed to steal from the robed man in the last second. "I think not." He said smugly as Gretchen smile amazed at Dawson robbing skills. Another explosion went up, obligating the pair to jump to the river through the railing that was broken.P
Every one of the survivors had managed to escape the ship and just in time too, because the "Sudan" (the name of the ship) was now totally in flames. While the American team was recollecting the few horses they could and bringing them to their side of land, the other team was reuniting in the opposite side.P
"We've lost everything!…All tools…all equipment…all my clothes…" The English voice of Joey broke the intense silence of the night as she was getting out of the river. Pacey, Dawson and Gretchen and the prison warden following her.P
"HEY WITTER!!!" A wining voice was heard. An extremely wet Pacey turned to the source. "WITTER…" It was Benny…again. "It looks to me like I got all the horses!!" He screamed arrogantly, enchanted of finally beating Pacey.P
"HEY BENNY!" Pacey screamed back. "It looks to me like you're on the wrong side of the river!!!" Pacey shouted happy to have burst Benny's bubble.P
Joey couldn't stop herself of letting a small smile escape her lips. Despite their current situation, this guy couldn't stop his wit from reacting. This gave Joey a little hope, maybe they could continue fine after all.P
TO BE CONTINUED…P
Chapter three come to and end. SO??? What did you think? I hope you liked Dawson with Gretchen, but only Dawson/Gretchen fans responded to my aid for help. Things will continue, I'm just waiting for you to express your opinion. So let you voice be heard. Write to me at mrswittermx@yahoo.com. For now until next time.P
In the next episode.BR
I"Get ready for it…"/IBR
I"Oh my god…"/I
Dawson's Creek style/center/B
centerBy: Amp P./center
BDisclaimer:/B It's the same thing as always. I don't own anything. Not the mummy, not Dawson's creek, nor anything related to them. Nada, cero. So just enjoy this writing opus.P
Author's Note: From now on I'm gonna be needing your opinion. I'm going to begin to add of my own creation. So if you don't like something, just give me a HOLLER at mrswittermx@yahoo.comP
Chapter ThreeP
BPort of Gizeh, El Cairo./BP
Several days later, Joey and Dawson were ready to get going on their new adventure in search of the ancient city. With the things already on the boat, that was ready to leave. The pair was walking at the dock waiting for their unusual guide to arrive.P
"Do you really think he is going to show up?" Joey asked uncertainly, as she was struggling with her luggage.P
"Yeah undoubtedly, with my luck. He maybe a cowboy, but I know his breed, his word is his word." Dawson explained as he walked by his likely sister.P
"Well, personally I find him, rude, filthy a complete scoundrel…" She complained. "I don't like him one bit."P
"Anyone I know?" A voice spoke out from behind them, that had listened to the last part of the conversation.P
Joey turned around quickly, although she had and idea of who it was that had spoken. But when her gaze came upon the person, to say she was flabbergasted was an understatement. The same grimy character she had unfortunately met in the prison, was now completely changed, with his hair short and well groomed, perfectly shaved, and well dressed with an elegant but comfortable white jacket. As she carefully examined him, from head to toe, she realized she had to say something, because the guy was starting to stare questioningly at her. "Umm…hello"P
"Smashing day to start and adventure, hey Witter?" Dawson cut into the awkward moment, chummily hitting him at the chest.P
"Yeah, yeah, smashing." Pacey echoed as he surveyed the place where his wallet was, being careful this time.P
"Oh, no I would never steal from a partner…partner." Dawson promised as he witness his action.P
Pacey laughed at the guy. "That reminds me…no hard feeling about the umm…" He stopped as he imitated punching him.P
"Oh, no, happens all the time." Dawson confessed for him to feel better.P
"Mr. Witter, can you look me at the eye and guaranty me that this isn't some sort of…a flim-flam….because if it is I'm warning you…" Joey asked narrowing her eyes at him in a menacing form.P
"You're warning me?" Pacey echoed not threaten. "Lady, let me put it this way…my whole damn garrison believed in this so much…that with out orders they walked half way thru Libya and into Egypt to find that city…and when we got there all we found was sand and blood." Pacey proclaimed trying to make a point and to calm the doubts in the strange woman. "By the way…" He said searching to change the subject. "You don't mind if I brought somebody with us, do you?" Pacey asked changing his tone of voice to one more amiable.P
Joey was surprised at this last request. "What? You're telling me that you actually found a female human been that would willingly interact with you?" Joey asked oozing sarcasm, but as the words left her mouth, she wondered why would she care?P
"Well yeah, but only because she's family." A female voice erupted from behind Pacey, as she responded to Joey's last question. "Believe me that's the only reason." She continued joking. "I'm Gretchen Witter, unfortunate sister to Mr. Witter here." She introduced herself extending her hand witch Joey shook.P
But when she extended her hand to Dawson, she was surprised when he brought it to his lips as he kissed the back of it. "Enchanted to met you." Dawson said flirting. As he watched this beautiful young lady, dressed in tight pants, almost the same as her brothers, but more feminine and a simple white blouse, witch was a strange attire for a woman at that age. She seemed extremely daring and interesting.P
"As I am…" Gretchen answered with a softer tone. Sharing the same intense gaze with Dawson.P
As Joey rolled her eyes at Dawson lamely intents that seemed to be working on her, Pacey interrupted the contact, walking between them. "Less friendliness with the clients, please." He murmured to her sister's ear as he past them. "Let me get your bags." Pacey offered at Joey as he took them from where they were standing at Joey's side. Joey just stared at the young man as he walked away with the baggage in his hands.P
"Oh, yes, yes, you're right, filthy, rude a complete scoundrel…nothing to like there at all." Dawson repeated sarcastically as he followed Joey's gaze.P
Before she could come up with one of her typical comebacks she was interrupted. "Bright and good day to all." It was the warden from the prison.P
"Oh no, what are you doing here?" She asked in disgust.P
"I'm here to protect my investment, thank you very much." He expressed as he got on the boat that was going to take them to their destination.P
Joey and Dawson could only exchanged eye rolls as they saw the man walk away.P
***P
A bright full moon shined in the clear dark sky as the boat navigated through the river. Cheerful piano music could be heard thru all the boat. Pacey had just finished putting his baggage away in his quarters and now only carrying a small bag he came to the deck to look for his acquaintances. When he arrived Dawson, who was in the middle of a poker game with three fellow Americans, greeted him. "Hey Witter, great, we could use another player."P
"I only gamble with my life never my money." Pacey claimed.P
"Never, what if I was beat you five hundred dollars says we get to Hamunaptra before you do." One of the Americans asked.P
"You're looking for Hamunaptra?" Pacey asked intrigued by the news.P
"Damn straight we are." Another American responded.P
"And who says we are?" Pacey inquired curious of how they obtained that information.P
"He does." The three of them spoke at the same time signaling to Dawson. Who seeing himself caught, just smiled to Pacey.P
"Well how about it? Is it a bet??" The man prodded.P
"Al right your on." Pacey finally accepted.P
"What makes you so confidant sir?" A new English voice erupted from an old man reading a book.P
"Well what makes you?" Pacey answered with question.P
"We got us a guy who's actually been there." The American known as Daniels responded.P
"Oh well what a coincidence because Wi…" Dawson was suddenly interrupted by a hand on his mouth, a gentle hand, when he turned around he was staring right into Gretchen Witter's deep eyes. She had been listening to the entire conversation from the shadows and when she noticed that Dawson was going to give away very important information she decided to stop him her way, before her brother hurt him.P
"Good evening, gentlemen, mind if I join you?" She asked politely in a sulky voice as she grabbed a chair and sat down next to Dawson.P
"Not at all, miss." The American that was wearing glassed called Burns replied.P
"I don't think that that's a good idea Gretch…" Pacey was interfering.P
"Oh Witter, please stop worrying were not going to do nothing to you're beautiful sister…" Daniels responded eyeing Gretchen.P
"Well, it's your money…" Pacey saying knowing very well her sister aptitudes. "Gentlemen we got us a wager. Good evening…Dawson." He said crushing his shoulder before he left.P
"Goodnight." Dawson responded with a small shriek from the pain.P
***P
Joey was sitting in a distant chair in front of a old table, absorbed in her reading, when…PUMM!! A sudden strong noise shook her out of her concentration so drastically that she gave a little jump in her seat. When she had recovered she noticed the source of her problems.P
Pacey had wondered to another part of the boat, leaving her sister to deal with Dawson and the Americans, as he was roaming the deck, in a far table he saw the strange woman, she was sure enigmatic, but in some twisted- smart-ass kind of way. That's when he decided to join her, and threw the bag that he had been carrying in the table in front of her. When he saw her jump from the unexpectedness of the hit. "Sorry…didn't mean to scare ya'." Pacey replied with an amused look in his face rather than repent.P
"The only thing that scares me Mr. Witter are you manners." Joey responded in her typical English sarcasms-filled voice.P
Pacey fixed his gaze on her for a second, you just couldn't beat her. He decided to ignore the insult for now and proceeded to extending his bag on the table to check that everything was properly stored.P
As the bag unrolled in front of her eyes, Joey could clearly see the arsenal that he had in that little bag. "Umm…did I miss something…? Are…are we going into battle?" Joey joked amused by this mans choice in luggage.P
"Lady, there is something out there…something underneath that sand." Pacey defended himself.P
"Yeah…well, I'm looking for an certain ancient artifact…a book actually." Joey said as she examined a specific weapon that appeared to be a hook of some kind. "…my 'brother' thinks there's treasure…what do you think is out there?"P
"In a word…? Evil." He started as he retrieved the weapon from Joey's hand. "The beduins believed that Hamunaptra was cursed." He informed her.P
"Yeah, well I don't believe in fairytales and hokum Mr. Witter…but I do believe that one of the most famous books in history is buried out there…the book of Amon-Ra…it contains with in it all the secret incantations of the old kingdom…is what first interested me in Egypt when I was a child…is why I came here, sort of a…a life's pursuit." Joey revealed her motivations for the trip, letting the intensity that her dreams created escape trough her eyes, something that she didn't show most of the time.P
"And the fact that they say that its made out of pure gold…makes no never mind to you." Pacey expressed in his rich, throaty voice as he cleaned his rifle.P
"You know you history!" Joey acknowledged impressed by his first sign of knowledge.P
"I know my treasure." Pacey clarified.P
"Umm…" Joey started, the strong woman that she was, hiding again. " …by the way, why did you kiss me?" She inquired shyly.P
"Who knows?" He instantly replied with a smirk. "I was about to be hang, it seemed like a good idea at the time." He answered smugly.P
"Ugh!" Or some type of indignant noise, made Joey. Offended she quickly stood up and walked away as possibly as she could.P
"What? What I say?" Pacey asked with a dumbfounded look as she saw Joey walk away. (AN: Men are so oblivious)P
That's when a thud was heard behind a cluster of luggage, Pacey got up and saw a shadow of a person standing behind it. He quickly grabbed the person from the collar of his shirt and pulled him forcefully out, when he brought him to the light he realized who it was.P
"What a surprise! My good friend, you're alive! I was so very, very worried." The voice of his old legion 'friend' the conniving Benny, was heard.P
"Well if it isn't my little buddy Benny." Pacey quipped remembering him from the battle that took place three years ago. "I think I'll kill you." He remarked taking out his gun and pointing it to Benny's chest.P
"Think of my children." He immediately pleaded.P
"You don't have any children!" He expressed annoyed at the guy.P
"Someday I might." He responded lamely.P
"SHUT UP…" He demanded pushing him harder against the luggage. "So you're the one who's leading the Americans…" He surmised. "…I might've known…so what's the scam Benny…you take them out into the middle of dessert and them leave them to rot?" He inquired.P
"Unfortunately no…" Benny lamented himself. "This Americans are smart…they paid me only half now and half when I get them back to Cairo, so this time I must go all the way." He said, being the little Egyptian weasel that he is.P
Pacey let him go feeling pity. "Toughs of the break uh?" Pacey asked.P
"You never believed in Hamunaptra Witter? Why are you going back?" Benny asked curious from his old-partner's motivations.P
A moan from a camel was heard, breaking the conversation, as the two men turned towards the noise. There was Joey, petting the large dromedary in the head.P
"You see that girl…" Pacey asked jutting his chin towards Joey. "She saved my neck." He expressed, letting a bit of the gratitude that he felt escape through his words.P
In that moment Joey turned his gaze toward him, exchanging glances for a second, she proceeded to walk away.P
"You always did have more balls than brains Witter." Benny joked, breaking Pacey's concentration.P
Pacey mocked laughter as he patted him at the shoulder. Giving Benny the illusion of union. As they continued to laugh, Pacey had unnoticeably guided him to the rail of the ship. "So long Benny." He expressed as he pulled him by the back of his shirt and with his unbelievable strength threw him out of the ship and into the cold waters of the river.P
"Witter!" Benny screamed, gasping for air, as he battled to keep up float.P
Pacey smiled at his wrongdoing as he put away the gun away in his little bag, with the rest of his personal arsenal…when he noticed something irregular…footprints on the floor of the ship, water footprints, immediately he glanced towards the river, searching for a reason to why the footprints.P
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Inside Joey's quarters, she was busily reading one of her old books, comfortably dressed in her long cotton nightgown.P
"George Bembridge…in 186…in 1865…" She recited to herself as she walked around her room, trying to straighten up a bit by storing her clothes, but was failing miserably, due to her distraction. "UGH! For heaven's sake girl is wasn't that good of a kiss anyway." She breathed letting known her frustrations out loud. She looked at herself in the mirror, angry for letting something as petty as a kiss distract her so much. She started brushing her long chestnut hair, airing her desperation.P
The book she had intended to read fell from it's place in the nightstand, she took one final annoyed look at the mirror and bend down to grab her book. After recovering her book she returned to glancing at the mirror. "AHH!!!" She screamed with all her might when she saw a face that didn't belong beside her own reflection.P
An old, old man covered in a black costume and tattooed with little black Egyptian writing in his face was staring right at her through the mirror. Swiftly he turned an grabbed her by the throat, pushing her against the wall, and pulling out a jagged black knife and resting it on her cheek. "The map…where is the map?" He demanded with a low voice.P
"Umm…there…there…" Joey could barely answer, her vocal cords clogged by the strangers strangling her neck, so she helped the answer by glancing at the ancient map that was extended in a little wood table at her side.P
"And the key…where is the key…" He urged.P
"The ke…the key? What key?" Joey was nervous, afraid and now confused, she didn't know what the old man was demanding.P
"JOSEPHINE!" The strong voice of a man shouted. A nanosecond later, Pacey had broken into the room; gun in hand, frantically searching for Joey.P
Joey eyed Pacey, secretly pleading for help, as the man that was holding her grabbed her and put her in front of him for protection against Pacey, with the knife still menacing her throat. Pacey was about to go towards her when he heard a noise from out side, rapidly he turned to the noise just as the little wooden shutter opened to reveal another man dressed exactly the same way as the one that was holding Joey, that was packing a gun. With dexterity Pacey shoot first, and killed him with a single blast.P
Joey took advantage of that distraction and searched for a way to get out of the man's grip, she saw a candle in the same table were the map was and without thinking twice grabbed it and jabbed it right into the man's eye. As the flame burned his eye he had to let go of Joey. Without hesitation Joey ran towards Pacey and took shelter behind his back as he continued to shot the wall where he knew that were more men ready to attack, at the same time that he walked to the door of the room.P
When they came to the hall, Joey began to run away, as Pacey stood in the door still firing gunshots to get rid of all the enemies. Joey had gotten way not two steps when she remembered something very important and proceeded to turn around and head toward her room again screaming. "The map! The map! We forgot the map."P
Pacey that had finished shooting and was putting away his gun and he was just in time to grab Joey by the wrist before she could get into the room again. "Relax! I'm the map…is all in here." He expressed as he signaled to his head.P
"Oh, that's comforting." Joey quipped as she was being literally dragged away.P
The man that had a burned eye, now was wondering blindly in Joey's room, when he saw the little artifact. "The Key!" He expressed triumphantly. At that moment Dawson came to Joey's room, after hearing her scream and some ruckus coming from outside. "Joey!" He screamed and pushed the man that was bending down into the couch that was now on fire because of the candle that Joey had used, the man was now on fire and screaming with hurt. Dawson saw what the man was trying to get and bent down to grab it himself. But the flaming man grabbed it with his knife just as Dawson was going to.P
In other parts of the ship, the same men were spreading havoc. Some of them were throwing sticks with fire where the horses hay was being stored and even where the horses where. Others where shooting the crew and all of the passengers.P
When Pacey and Joey had finally made it to the top deck they came into view with the whole massacre. Pacey thrust his bag into Joey's arms while he proceeded to load his pair of guns. The shots where getting closer and closer to him, as they shoot holes into the wall that Pacey was leaning on, they came nearer to the point that the last shot was merely two inches away.P
Joey seeing this, and watching Pacey's apparent indifference, she grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him to the side just in time to evade another shoot that was know symbolized as a whole were Pacey's head had been.P
Pacey gave Joey a look, not wanting her to know that he knew that he had saved him once again. Without another minute to waste he headed to the crossfire, shooting with agility and killing almost every enemy that came to view. They came safely to the wood-rail of the boat, Pacey took possession of him bag and as he swung it on his shoulder, he shouted. "Can you swim?"P
"Of course I can swim if the occasion calls for it!" Joey shouted back annoyed, what did that had to do with anything?P
Unfortunately for her she got her answer as Pacey swooped her in his arms and carried her. "Trust me! It calls for it." He screamed before he threw her to the river and proceeded to continue fitting with the strange men.P
In another part of the ship very close to them, Dawson was pulling by the hand a battling Gretchen, who had already shoot at least ten men. "Who are this men?" Gretchen shouted to Dawson as she continued to fire her gun.P
"I have no idea, but please, don't let that stop you!" He shouted as he turned around and offered her a smirk.P
Gretchen smirked back, when they came to a stop. There behind a makeshift wall of luggage and chairs, the Americans where shooting without stop and screaming, exhilarated by the thrill. "Americans!" Dawson expressed in his know-it-all English tone. (Again, no insult to the UK fans) P
In that instant the same flaming man from Joey's room erupted from a door and headed straight to Dawson. Dawson grabbed Gretchen and put her behind him protecting her, she tried to shoot him put she was all out of ammunition. As the man slowly walked towards them threatening to strike, Dawson and Gretchen were out of ideas as how to get rid of him. That when their salvation came in the form of an delighted American, that shot the man several times making him fall over the broken wood-rail into the river. "I say, jolly good show chaps!" He thanked the Americans and them he turned to Gretchen. "And did I panic?" He asked the rhetorical question as he played with the little box he had managed to steal from the robed man in the last second. "I think not." He said smugly as Gretchen smile amazed at Dawson robbing skills. Another explosion went up, obligating the pair to jump to the river through the railing that was broken.P
Every one of the survivors had managed to escape the ship and just in time too, because the "Sudan" (the name of the ship) was now totally in flames. While the American team was recollecting the few horses they could and bringing them to their side of land, the other team was reuniting in the opposite side.P
"We've lost everything!…All tools…all equipment…all my clothes…" The English voice of Joey broke the intense silence of the night as she was getting out of the river. Pacey, Dawson and Gretchen and the prison warden following her.P
"HEY WITTER!!!" A wining voice was heard. An extremely wet Pacey turned to the source. "WITTER…" It was Benny…again. "It looks to me like I got all the horses!!" He screamed arrogantly, enchanted of finally beating Pacey.P
"HEY BENNY!" Pacey screamed back. "It looks to me like you're on the wrong side of the river!!!" Pacey shouted happy to have burst Benny's bubble.P
Joey couldn't stop herself of letting a small smile escape her lips. Despite their current situation, this guy couldn't stop his wit from reacting. This gave Joey a little hope, maybe they could continue fine after all.P
TO BE CONTINUED…P
Chapter three come to and end. SO??? What did you think? I hope you liked Dawson with Gretchen, but only Dawson/Gretchen fans responded to my aid for help. Things will continue, I'm just waiting for you to express your opinion. So let you voice be heard. Write to me at mrswittermx@yahoo.com. For now until next time.P
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