Ok first thing: this is my first fanfic, and I'm really really really
trying! Please don't hurt me! :( No Flames please, but please R&R and tell
me what you think! This is for all us hopeless romantics, but trust me,
there will be some action comin up! PLEASE tell me what you think!
**Disclaimer: Aite, you kno that drill... I don't own Rick, Evie Jonathon, Imhotep, or Anck-su-namun! I DO own Ami tho! Yadda yadda yadda, badda bing badda boom there ya go!**
They looked around. Rick, Evie, Jonathon and Ami decided to camp here for the night. They had been riding back from Hamunaptra for three days, and this would be their second to last night camping in the desert. Rick watched Evie as she dug through the saddle bags for scrap to light a fire with. He was kneeling, looking through his bag. He had thought ever since he saw her in the Cairo prison that she was the most gorgeous woman in the world. Her long curling hair was pulled into a messy bun, her chocolate brown eyes lined with black, her slim body draped in black silk, Rick found himself staring until Jonathan snapped in front of his face.
"O'Connell, wake up!" he said, trying to figure out what Rick was thinking.
"Sorry sorry..." Rick stuttered, going back to searching through his bag for matches.
Evie turned and put the scraps on the ground, kneeling to put them in a pile. She kept working, but glanced at Rick. She loved how he looked in his tan pants and his white shirt, his muscular arms so tan. *Come on Evie he doesn't like you! He goes for belly dancing girls* She reprimanded herself, continuing her work.
****Later On That Night****
Evie was shivering on her bag, glad this was one of the last nights sleeping on the rough saddle bag. She kept shivering, wishing she had something, or someone to warm her up. *Not again Evie!* she thought to herself, glancing over at O'Connell. She noticed he wasn't sleeping. In fact, he was staring at the fire. *I wonder what he's thinking?* Evie thought to herself. O'Connell looked over at Evie, as she rolled over, her beautiful face positioned toward him. He lay there for hours just looking at her beautiful face as she slept. He wanted to be with her, to hold her and comfort her whenever she needed help.
****Next Morning****
Evie awoke to find Jonathon and Amy sharing a sack, and she figured they had to help keep each other warm, or they were becoming interested in one another. She noticed O'Connell wasn't in his spot. She sat up and looked around. She saw him packing up his AND her camel.
"O'Connell, what are you doing?" She asked, walking toward him. He felt a tingle up his spine, hearing her soft English accent. He turned around and gruffly answered.
"Oh I um.. hmm just figured I'd get a jump start thats all." He hated lying to her, but how could someone like him tell someone like her how he felt?
"I see" Evie said. "Well, I better wake Amy and Jonathon-" Evie began, as Rick interrupted. "Well I thought we might... take a walk, you know, before we leave."
Evie's heart jumped. "Sure, I mean, if you want to." Evie moved to put her sleeping sack into the bag, but O'Connell took it from her. "Oh no I can take that" He said, his hand brushing hers. Evie felt a tingle all through her arm and down her spine. She shivered.
"Are you cold?" O'Connell asked, looking concerned.
"Oh no no I'm fine" She said, crossing her arms, still shivering. Rick put his arm tentativley on her shoulders as they walked away from the camp, heading toward a little oasis. Evie felt incredibly warm in his arms. They walked for about fifteen minutes, not talking all that much, when they started heading back toward camp as the sun began to really rise. They stopped about ten feet from the campsite, and Rick took Evie's hands in his. Evie's heart jumped into her throat. "Evie, I dont know how to say this, but-" Rick leaned forward to kiss her, just as Jonathon yelled out,
"Oy, where's breakfast?"
Rick quickly dropped Evie's hands, as Evie flattened her satin dress, and quickly walked away. Rick cursed under his breath at Jonathon. He wanted to kis Evie, but then her sad excuse for a brother had ruined it. Still cursing, Rick moved toward the camp.
**Ok everyone, let me know what you think! This is the first chapter, but trust me, there is more to come! Please R&R or email me at bballgal80@hotmail.com with ideas or suggestions! 3 love ya! ;)
**Disclaimer: Aite, you kno that drill... I don't own Rick, Evie Jonathon, Imhotep, or Anck-su-namun! I DO own Ami tho! Yadda yadda yadda, badda bing badda boom there ya go!**
They looked around. Rick, Evie, Jonathon and Ami decided to camp here for the night. They had been riding back from Hamunaptra for three days, and this would be their second to last night camping in the desert. Rick watched Evie as she dug through the saddle bags for scrap to light a fire with. He was kneeling, looking through his bag. He had thought ever since he saw her in the Cairo prison that she was the most gorgeous woman in the world. Her long curling hair was pulled into a messy bun, her chocolate brown eyes lined with black, her slim body draped in black silk, Rick found himself staring until Jonathan snapped in front of his face.
"O'Connell, wake up!" he said, trying to figure out what Rick was thinking.
"Sorry sorry..." Rick stuttered, going back to searching through his bag for matches.
Evie turned and put the scraps on the ground, kneeling to put them in a pile. She kept working, but glanced at Rick. She loved how he looked in his tan pants and his white shirt, his muscular arms so tan. *Come on Evie he doesn't like you! He goes for belly dancing girls* She reprimanded herself, continuing her work.
****Later On That Night****
Evie was shivering on her bag, glad this was one of the last nights sleeping on the rough saddle bag. She kept shivering, wishing she had something, or someone to warm her up. *Not again Evie!* she thought to herself, glancing over at O'Connell. She noticed he wasn't sleeping. In fact, he was staring at the fire. *I wonder what he's thinking?* Evie thought to herself. O'Connell looked over at Evie, as she rolled over, her beautiful face positioned toward him. He lay there for hours just looking at her beautiful face as she slept. He wanted to be with her, to hold her and comfort her whenever she needed help.
****Next Morning****
Evie awoke to find Jonathon and Amy sharing a sack, and she figured they had to help keep each other warm, or they were becoming interested in one another. She noticed O'Connell wasn't in his spot. She sat up and looked around. She saw him packing up his AND her camel.
"O'Connell, what are you doing?" She asked, walking toward him. He felt a tingle up his spine, hearing her soft English accent. He turned around and gruffly answered.
"Oh I um.. hmm just figured I'd get a jump start thats all." He hated lying to her, but how could someone like him tell someone like her how he felt?
"I see" Evie said. "Well, I better wake Amy and Jonathon-" Evie began, as Rick interrupted. "Well I thought we might... take a walk, you know, before we leave."
Evie's heart jumped. "Sure, I mean, if you want to." Evie moved to put her sleeping sack into the bag, but O'Connell took it from her. "Oh no I can take that" He said, his hand brushing hers. Evie felt a tingle all through her arm and down her spine. She shivered.
"Are you cold?" O'Connell asked, looking concerned.
"Oh no no I'm fine" She said, crossing her arms, still shivering. Rick put his arm tentativley on her shoulders as they walked away from the camp, heading toward a little oasis. Evie felt incredibly warm in his arms. They walked for about fifteen minutes, not talking all that much, when they started heading back toward camp as the sun began to really rise. They stopped about ten feet from the campsite, and Rick took Evie's hands in his. Evie's heart jumped into her throat. "Evie, I dont know how to say this, but-" Rick leaned forward to kiss her, just as Jonathon yelled out,
"Oy, where's breakfast?"
Rick quickly dropped Evie's hands, as Evie flattened her satin dress, and quickly walked away. Rick cursed under his breath at Jonathon. He wanted to kis Evie, but then her sad excuse for a brother had ruined it. Still cursing, Rick moved toward the camp.
**Ok everyone, let me know what you think! This is the first chapter, but trust me, there is more to come! Please R&R or email me at bballgal80@hotmail.com with ideas or suggestions! 3 love ya! ;)