Rick's past

Disclaimer: I dun own the rights to the two best movies ever made! The mummy and The Mummy Returns.*Sniff sniff*

"Richard O'Connell," the doctor said looking over the boy's medical charts. "Hmm, it seems he's taken a lot from the accident. Huh, he's lucky to be a live after what he's been through. His pulse is normal, no abnormalities in brainwaves, and he has no damage to the back, head or spine, amazing! I can't believe it! He's in perfect health almost. Hmm, it's a miracle I guess."

"Doctor Pietz, I think you should see this!" A woman said waving to the doctor. He walked over to the new machine that was to monitor brain waves. It was going huge, meaning that the the kid was going to be an absolute genius!

"Amazing, unreal! Is it working properly?"

"All of it is working correctly, this is just to unnatural for a boy."

"Hmm, oh, see that?" The brain waves began to go down to a normal level. "Strange, incredibly strange. Look now! It's going up again!"

The nurse looked at the unconscious boy laying in the hospital bed. "This is amazing, it's a first! We should call the press!"

"No, no. Winnie just keep this secret, no one has to know. Hmm, too bad his parents aren't here, they'd be so proud that their son may be a genius!"

"Yes, they certainly would. Doctor? He's going to have to go to the orphanage though. How long can we keep the little child?"

"As long a possible, in fact I'll adopt the boy. Yes, hm…" Pietz pressed a button that buzzed someone in the lobby.

"Yes Dr. Pietz?" a Woman's voice said.

"Julie, get me the head of the orphanage house. I need to talk to her."

"Right away Dr. Pietz." Then the woman hung up and Pietz looked at the child.

"Hm, he looks so peaceful yet then again he looks troubled, in pain almost."

"Yes, he does Doctor, shall give him some pain killers?"

"No, no, I meant emotional pain. I knew his father, not always a good man. But then again most men here in the US aren't that nice. Come now, we have other patients to attend to," Dr. Pietz hurried away with Winnie, his nurse following him.

In the boy's mind he was in a dark room, lonely with no one to talk to. The huge emptiness sank in on him. He was afraid, and cold. Was this hell? Had he finally gone to where his father told him to go? He sat there in the emptiness of the blackness crying.

"Mommy…Mommy where are you? Where am I? Mommy, come back *sobs* I want you to hold me…Mommy! MOMMY!" He yelled into the emptiness but outside his mind he was perfectly still.

The next day Pietz came in to check on the boy. He sat near his bed and studied the little boys face. "Hm, Rick O'Connell, you're going to be my son soon, so wake up, very soon." He got no reply. Winnie came in.

"Dr. Pietz, there's a family waiting for you. It seems that they all have the flu except for the little girl. I'd mind your manners, Dr., they're British, so it's best to be respectful," she said. Winnie was a total American, her roots were Irish and Scottish so she had red hair, blue eyes and a few light freckles. Though she was raised on the right side of the tracks in a middle class town in Pennsylvania then moved to Indiana and began a job as a nurse. Dr. Pietz was Irish and British and had recently moved to America, so he was relieved to have patients from Great Britain.

"Alright," he said, getting up and waking over to the door. "I'll be there in a second, I have to take care of some business first." He stepped out of the room and walked down the hall to the Men's room while Winnie closed the door and walked down the other end to tell the family the Doctor would be in shortly.

A little girl from the family had stepped out of the little girl's room and walked down the hall. This was her first time in America. So she was a little frightened. She had heard stories from older school boys that America was filled with muggers and beggars. So she was a bit hesistant to be alone. She couldn't remember where the room was so she went to a door that looked familiar. She looked up and reached for the doorknob. Quietly opening the door she went in and closed it behind her quietly. She walked into the room and saw a little boy near her age maybe a year older sleeping on a bed. She realized she was in the wrong room but maybe, she thought, this boy could help her find her room. She walked over to the boy.

"Excuse me," she said barely above a whisper. The boy didn't stir, he must not have heard her. "Excuse me," she said a bit louder this time. No reply. She climbed onto the bed and started to shake the boy. "Excuse, would you please wake up? I don't mean to be rude, but I need help."

In Rick's mind he heard a voice. He could barely hear it. He jumped up in the blackness and cupping his hands around his mouth he shouted, "hello?! I can't hear you! Speak louder!"

"Excuse me," it said, almost sounding apologetically.

"It's okay, I'm kind of shy too, what do you need?" He asked. Then the black lit up and he saw an angelic face, a beautiful face of a little girl. "An angel!"

"Please wake up…" the voice echoed.

The little girl continued to shake the boy. "Wake up please," she said. "Please wake up."

The boy began to stir he opened his eyes, it was dark in the room but some light shone through the blinds. He turned his head to the little girl and almost screamed.

"Aah!"

"Aah!" the girl did scream and fell backwards off the bed. She hit her head on the floor. The boy, Rick if you haven't figured that out yet, crawled to the edge of the bed. He helped her up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to have made you fall, Angel. I'm very very sorry."

The girl blushed. "I'm not an angel, silly, I'm just a little girl."

"NO, you're an angel, you took me out of that dark place I was in. You're face was shining," Rick said.

"Who are you?" THe girl asked.

"Who am I? Uh, I'm O'Connell, Richard O'Connell, but you can call me Rick."

"I'm Evelyn, Evelyn Carnahan. I'm lost."

"You are?"

"Yes, I was hoping you could help me."

"No, I can't help, I don't even know where I am."

"You're the hospital silly."

"Really? I wonder how I got here…"

"You were sick, or injured, that's why people go to the hospital."

"Oh, hehe, of course," he said putting on a goofy grin.

"Oh," Evelyn blushed. He sure seemed cute.

"Huh?" Just then the door opened and Dr. Pietz came in with Winnie and three people following.

"Mommy!" Evelyn exclaimed and ran to her mother's arms.

"Oh, Evelyn, where were you? You had me worried sick!" Evelyn's Mum said. Her father patted her back.

"Well, I'm glad to have you back, darling," He said.

"I got lost," Evelyn said. "I couldn't find the room."

"Well, too bad you couldn't have stayed lost!" Her older brother snorted and then sneezed and coughed. His father giving him a whack on the bottom with his umbrella. "Ouch!" The boy yelped.

"You mind your manners young man!"

Rick chuckled at the family's little reunion. Evelyn walked over to Rick and took his hand and took him over to her parents.

"Mommy, Daddy, this is O'Connell, he helped me a bit. He's my new friend," She said. Her father extended his hand to shake his and he shook his hand.

"Well, thank you for helping out my little angel, Mr. O'Connell. I hope you get better soon. I'm going to have to watch you, make sure you don't try anything on my little angel," The man teased.

"Uh, no sir, I wouldn't," he said. "I promise."

"Well, you made a promise, haha, I like that in a boy. You may grow to be a fine young gentleman one day. Your parents must be proud of you. Well now if you'll excuse us. And thank you again Doctor," the man and his family left.

"Bye O'Connell," Evelyn said and then the door closed.

"Bye," he whispered.

"So you're awake now, Richard," Dr. Pietz said. "What woke you up?"

"An angel."