Disclaimer: I don't own The Mummy or any of its characters. . .if I did, I'd be rich, now wouldn't I?

*A/N* Thank you all so much 4 my reviews! I didn't think I'd get so many. (Yes, I know. . .it's not that many in the first place, but I got a lot of them on the first day of posting, which makes it a lot to me!) And I actually had this all done a while ago, but couldn't post because the site's upload thingy wuz down.. Anywayz, sooooo glad it's back up again!!

I'm dedicating to all of my reviewers especially marybug6 and Nakhti because they both reviewed each chapter separately, toni~isis and nefertirioc because they both added me to their fave lists, and finally to oconnellsmummygirl because of this statement: "the best thing to do is warm your hands on the flames sent, tell yourself they're just bitter and jealous, and keep writing." That was very well put, I must say! And that is exactly what I intent to do from now on. ^_^

Marybug6: Thanx so much 2 you for my reviews, dearest! They're so kind! And I can't wait to see u.oh, and happy birthday! Even though I prolly won't get this updated until tomorrow since fanfiction is screwed!! Well, I can't wait 2 see you! You'll be here on Sat., right? YAY!! Well, I hope your driving test goes well and all that.or.*went* well, since you're probably there right now. And 2 all that read and love mar's story, u must bow down 2 me because I'm letting her use my computer to update while she's here in CO on her little vacation! LOL, J/K. Not really, but a simple thanx might be nice. Hehe. Well, mary, all 4 now 2 you, m'dear. By the way, "What's bowling?" lololololololol. Your brother really is a wonder in himself, isn't he? Or . .more of a weirdo-yeah, that's the word!

Nakhti, in response to your incredibly enjoyable reviews, which by the way didn't show up here on ff.net because it was screwy that day: You are a rather fun person, aren't you? Lol. Yes, I know what you mean. . .so sorry he wasn't there to save you! He's never where he's supposed to be, is he? Haha! Terribly sorry about the whole tea incident. I'm not English myself and even *I* can never pass up tea-I love it-and I should've thought about that. But, I was writing that part at around 1:00 A.M., so I'm sure you might be able to see how I could have forgotten. But, Evie will get her tea I this chapter! I made sure of it! And, I'm sorry to say that you'll see no evil henchmen, flying cars, nor a bit with a dog or rabbit in this chapter. Maybe in later chapters. After all, one can never quite tell with me! ^_^ And you hate cats? Even marybug's cat? Awe. . .but her cat's a sweetie! Right marybug? But, I do understand; allergies and all that.

Oh, so sorry about the long A/N. . .I sometimes get carried away. But, I'm shutting up now. Well, not really shutting up because I have to write the story and-okay, seriously, I'm done.

Chapter 4:

"He said to meet you at The Café today?" Heather asked Evie as they sat in her kitchen the next morning drinking tea.

"Yes."

"Well, Evie, you'll just have to meet him there." She said, smiling wickedly.

Evie raised an eyebrow and smiled back at her friend. "I get what you're saying, but how is he to find out?"

"Oh. You just leave that to me. I think I'll go over to your house today to get your things, Evie. You just stay here for the time being." She stood up, drank the last drop of her tea, and picked up her keys off of a nail on the wall.

"Heather, you really are a genius about these things."

"Oh, think nothing of it. I do this kind of thing all the time!" She winked and smiled when she finished her sentence, then grabbed a jacket and headed out the door.

*~*~*~*

"Come on, Alex. Just one bite?" Rick pleaded with his son that morning to eat his oatmeal.

"Dats yucky." Alex said, shaking his head.

"It's the same thing you eat every morning." Rick said, almost whining now.

"Mommy make it better." He answered, pouting with his bottom lip.

Rick sighed loudly, putting the spoon back into Alex's oatmeal bowl and taking it over to the sink to be dumped out. He didn't really blame his son. He wouldn't have eaten it either.

"I wouldn't worry about it, ol' chap." Jonathan said, eating his toast.

"Why is that?" Rick said, rinsing his son's bowl.

"Because, Evie'll be back today to get her things and then maybe. . .oh, I don't know. Alex will probably eat something then."

"Evie's coming to get her things?" Rick said, a slight ring of anger in his voice.

"Yes." He answered, nonchalantly.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Hmm? Oh, I don't know. It isn't all that much of a deal, is it?"

"Yeah, Jonathan, just kinda. I can't believe she'd be *that* angry at me over a thing like that!"

"Oh, it's nothing. She was just angry last night. I'm sure that by today the whole things pretty much blown over in her mind. . ."

At this, Rick gave his brother-in-law a look as if to say, "Yeah, right."

"Maybe."

He held the look.

"Oh, all right. Probably not, but if you apologize, it just might make a difference."

"I guess it might."

"Yes. What did the two of you have such an out about anyhow?"

"Oh, she got this letter from some guy that she was engaged to or something and I just. . .well, I just kinda. . ."

"Yes?"

"I. . .I laughed at it, okay?"

"You laughed at what?"

"At the fact that she had a fiancé before me."

"What in the world would you go and do a thing like that for?" Jonathan asked, his face one of total confusion.

"I didn't do it on purpose, Jonathan! I just. . .it was just kind of weird, I guess. I'd never known about it or thought about it is all."

"Aaah. You've got yourself in a bit of trouble there, partner."

"What'd'ya mean?"

"Well, Evie's always had a bit of a problem that way. No one ever thinks that of her and she sometimes get sick of it. And, you know her. She overreacts about some things already but that just adds to the mess."

"Well, I'll just have to fix this today. Do you really think apologizing will help?"

"It can't do any harm."

He nodded. "Daddy, I hungy."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Son. Hey, how about a banana for breakfast?"

Alex gave a look of both disapproval and disappointment.

"Alex, I'm sorry, but it's either that or my oatmeal." "Banana."

"That's what I figured." He peeled the banana for his son and then handed it to him.

*Ding Dong* They all heard the familiar chime of the doorbell.

"I'll get it." Rick said.

"No, if it's Evie it'd be best that I got it. You know, to see what type of mood she is in and maybe I can prepare you or something."

"Yeah. You're probably right."

When Jonathan opened the door, it wasn't Evie that he saw, but instead it was her friend.

"Oh, hello, Heather. I'm terribly sorry, but Evie isn't here at the moment." Jonathan had known Heather for quite some time and while he had always known her to be very pretty, but he also knew that she was definitely not his type.

"Oh. I know that. Evie sent me here to get her things. She needs something to wear for her lunch this afternoon." She gasped when she finished her sentence and covered her mouth.

"What lunch? With who?"

"Oh. I wasn't supposed to say that." She was talking to herself, but it was loud enough for Jonathan to hear. She bit her lip slightly.

"Tell me."

"Well. . .I don't know. . .she said not to tell Rick."

"But, I'm not Rick." He lowered his voice to almost a whisper. "Please tell me. I won't tell him."

Jonathan knew very well that he was going to go into the kitchen and spill everything to Rick as soon as he got the chance. Heather knew this too and because this had been her plan, told him.

"With Robert. You remember him, don't you?"

"Yes. I remember the ol' fool. He wasn't very smart, talking to Evie the way that he did. Now, where is it going to be at?"

"At The Café. But, remember, you promised that you wouldn't tell Rick."

"Yeah, yeah. I remember."

"Now, where's Evie's room so I can get what I came for."

"Oh. Right this way." He said, finally letting her into the house.

*~*~*~*

When she'd left, Jonathan walked back downstairs to find Rick sitting in the living room messing around with his guns while Alex rocked back and forth on his rocking horse.

"That was Heather."

"Yeah, I know. She came to pick up Evie's things." Rick was in a bad mood and Jonathan could tell right away.

"Well, I have some news for you."

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Well, it's not news that you're going to like, ol' boy."

"Jonathan, just tell me what it is!"

"All right, all right. There's no need to get your-"

Seeing the death glare that he was getting from his brother-in-law, Jonathan chose to just get on with what he was supposed to be telling.

"She's going to meet an old boyfriend of hers today at The Café."

"She's what?" He said, putting down his gun.

"Yes, I know."

"I can't believe she'd do that! She-" Suddenly, Rick started chuckling softly. He picked his gun back up.

"What?"

"I get it. It's all some sort of trick to get me jealous."

"Oh, I should've known that. And I wouldn't doubt it if Heather was the one to bring up the idea, either."

"What do you mean?"

"She just does that a lot, is all. It's sort of a trademark of hers."

"Right."

"Well, what are you going to do?"

"I'm not letting her get me. I'll just have to go there today and give her a piece of my mind."

"I'm not too sure about that."

"You don't have to be."

*~*~*~*

Not my best-written chapter ever, I must say . . . Don't worry about Rick giving her a "piece of his mind". Evie will get what she's after. . .eventually. . .^_^ And I know there wasn't much Evie, but all will show in good time. Please Review if u want me to continue! Luv ya!

EvelynC.O (Evelyn Carnahan O'Connell. Just thought I'd clear that up ;-)!)