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A/N- I really enjoyed writing the first chapter to this so I'm writing a
second one, enjoy.
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."Oh God. Henderson!" Daniels dropped down onto the floor where Henderson's shrivelled body was. Jonathan burst through the door and turned away from the sight of Henderson's body. His face grimaced and he held his head in his hands. Jonathan turned to Daniels, kneeling on the floor next to Henderson.
"Come on old chap."
Jonathan lifted him up, a shard of glass from Daniels dropped Martini had cut Daniels on the hand, but the pain did not seem to matter to him, he was numb.
Jonathan sat Daniels down onto one of Evie's chairs; next to it was Henderson's cowboy hat, still warm from his head.
"How could someone.kill a guy like.Henderson like.that?"
Daniels speech was broken and slurred, obviously from shock.
"Daniels, Imhotep is not a someone, he is a something."
Jonathan put his hand on Daniels shoulder and squeezed it; he then walked over to the window to see the dark night outside.
"An ideal setting for a few thousand year old Mummy" Jonathan thought, he leaned on the window frame and sighed.
After hearing Jonathans voice trying to calm Daniels. Evie now really knew Henderson was dead. Evelyn was about to rush into her foyer, but Rick stopped her.
"It's not a pretty sight."
Rick was right, the sight of Henderson's shrivelled up body, sucked of its life, was enough to make anyone feel sick.
"I'm not a little girl O'Connell." Evie looked at Rick sternly, "How dare he!" She thought to herself. Deep down she knew he was right, Evelyn had known that Imhotep could be gruesome; she had seen what he did to Burns at Hamunaptra. Evie was lost deep in thought when she heard Rick's voice, annoyed she looked at him sternly.
"Oh really Evelyn, and when the Mummy, Imhotep guy was in here, who were you calling?"
Rick smiled and began to make hand movements to show Evie's mouth jabbering.
"O'Connell now is not the time to be joking!" Evie said sharply.
"Oh Rick, Rick! Come save me!" Rick added sarcastically.
"It was a moment of weakness O'Connell."
Evie looked Rick in the eyes, but couldn't help but giggle. Evie's face firmed up and as she put her hands on her hips she added:
"Think nothing more of it"
Rick smiled, Evelyn held onto one of Rick's hands, it had blood on the knuckles, and little cuts invaded by sand. Evelyn stroked his hand and then his face; it too was covered with dirt and dust. Yet she still found him more attractive than ever. Rick held Evie's arms, and the pair were about to kiss when Daniels looked up from his chair at the pair, stood up and shouted angrily.
"Jesus Christ you two! Henderson's dead! Get a grip!"
Rick and Evie quickly parted and O'Connell went into the foyer to see a distraught Jonathan pacing up and down.
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Daniels cheeks were slightly tear stained, while once looking suave. Evie thought Daniels looked terrible, his shirt was ruffled and dirty, his suit jacket was now gone, resting over Henderson's body on Evie's foyer floor. "This man was surely in a sorry state." she thought. As Daniels walked over to Evie his face was awash with many different emotions:
Fear, grief, anger.
Daniels grasped his hand and bit on it, his knuckles were white, like Evie's earlier. Suddenly Daniels grabbed hold of Evie and flopped on her.
"What the bloody hell?" Evie thought, but dared not say it. Evie's nose turned up and wrinkled as Daniel slobbered over Evie's shoulder. Evie patted him on his back and tried to sound as comforting as possible.
"There there. Let it all out."
Rick looked up in bewilderment, and then sniggered at Evie; she gave him a dirty look.
"I bet he's finding this funny." Evie said to herself
"What?" Daniels had obviously heard her; he removed his head from her shoulders and looked puzzled; Evie had to make up something fast.
"My my, your nose is runny!" Evie answered she laughed weakly and Daniels pulled away from Evie. He looked at her, and Evie smiled weakly again. Daniels face turned from puzzlement into a smile and he looked into Evie's eyes.
"Thanks Evelyn."
"Anytime."
Daniels hugged Evie again, this time it was not a grief stricken hug but a more friendly embrace. As Evie looked over Daniels shoulder she could see a shrivelled mess on her floor. When she focused at the top half of it, she buried her head in Daniels shoulders. For once she was actually glad he was here. It was Henderson, she saw, his mouth frozen in a scream.
Daniels left Evie's room and as Evie turned around to wipe away a tear, she was crying for Henderson, for it was not long ago she had talked to him, and now she could never see or speak to him again.
Rick walked into her room, she heard him enter and he shut the door, she quickly wiped her eyes and sniffled, he grabbed her shoulder, and Rick whispered in her ear as her back was turned, his breath causing her long hair to move as if caught in a gentle wind.
"Do you have a thing for that guy or something?"
"No Rick, not for that guy, but for you." Evie thought to herself, she closed her eyes, "Control yourself" she thought again, and then shrugged his hand off her shoulders. Evie turned round to him and he could see a teary stain on her right cheek. Evie shrugged again and quickly muttered:
"Mr O'Connell!"
Rick laughed; it was just the way his teacher used to speak to him.
"I do not have a "thing" for anyone here, thank you very much."
Evie continued, gibbering about how she didn't like Daniels nor anyone else in that way. Rick suddenly stroked her face, her mouth creased a little into a smirk and Rick instantly knew she was feeling better. Rick grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently.
"So not even a thing for, say, urm, me?"
Evie took a breath, "This is it" she thought, "No more hiding my feelings, I'm going to tell him how much he means to me."
"Rick, I"
Evie moved in to kiss Rick, if Henderson's death had taught her anything it was too live out life, as it can be drastically cut short. There lips nearly touching Evie put her hand around Rick's neck, when Daniels and Jonathan quickly opened the door.
"Hey, O'Connell, Evie!"
Jonathan had his sleeves rolled up to reveal a scratch down the side of his wrist, a glass cut off the broken Martini glass. Jonathans eyebrows were furrowed and his face a stern fighters impression, or so he thought. This was all too funny for Evie and she smirked to herself,
"My big brother, still trying to protect me" she thought.
Daniels stood on the right side of Jonathan with Henderson's pistol and gun holder; he cocked the gun and strapped the holster onto himself, he chewed on a cocktail stick that was in his now broken Martini and tightened his tie. Daniels smiled bitterly at them and added:
"Hope we didn't interrupt anything but we have a few thousand year old mummy after us!"
Daniels spun both guns around his fingers and Evie and Rick smiled uneasily at each other. There was an uneasy silence around the four of them until Jonathan smirked and added.
"Right ho then, I'll warm up the car."
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."Oh God. Henderson!" Daniels dropped down onto the floor where Henderson's shrivelled body was. Jonathan burst through the door and turned away from the sight of Henderson's body. His face grimaced and he held his head in his hands. Jonathan turned to Daniels, kneeling on the floor next to Henderson.
"Come on old chap."
Jonathan lifted him up, a shard of glass from Daniels dropped Martini had cut Daniels on the hand, but the pain did not seem to matter to him, he was numb.
Jonathan sat Daniels down onto one of Evie's chairs; next to it was Henderson's cowboy hat, still warm from his head.
"How could someone.kill a guy like.Henderson like.that?"
Daniels speech was broken and slurred, obviously from shock.
"Daniels, Imhotep is not a someone, he is a something."
Jonathan put his hand on Daniels shoulder and squeezed it; he then walked over to the window to see the dark night outside.
"An ideal setting for a few thousand year old Mummy" Jonathan thought, he leaned on the window frame and sighed.
After hearing Jonathans voice trying to calm Daniels. Evie now really knew Henderson was dead. Evelyn was about to rush into her foyer, but Rick stopped her.
"It's not a pretty sight."
Rick was right, the sight of Henderson's shrivelled up body, sucked of its life, was enough to make anyone feel sick.
"I'm not a little girl O'Connell." Evie looked at Rick sternly, "How dare he!" She thought to herself. Deep down she knew he was right, Evelyn had known that Imhotep could be gruesome; she had seen what he did to Burns at Hamunaptra. Evie was lost deep in thought when she heard Rick's voice, annoyed she looked at him sternly.
"Oh really Evelyn, and when the Mummy, Imhotep guy was in here, who were you calling?"
Rick smiled and began to make hand movements to show Evie's mouth jabbering.
"O'Connell now is not the time to be joking!" Evie said sharply.
"Oh Rick, Rick! Come save me!" Rick added sarcastically.
"It was a moment of weakness O'Connell."
Evie looked Rick in the eyes, but couldn't help but giggle. Evie's face firmed up and as she put her hands on her hips she added:
"Think nothing more of it"
Rick smiled, Evelyn held onto one of Rick's hands, it had blood on the knuckles, and little cuts invaded by sand. Evelyn stroked his hand and then his face; it too was covered with dirt and dust. Yet she still found him more attractive than ever. Rick held Evie's arms, and the pair were about to kiss when Daniels looked up from his chair at the pair, stood up and shouted angrily.
"Jesus Christ you two! Henderson's dead! Get a grip!"
Rick and Evie quickly parted and O'Connell went into the foyer to see a distraught Jonathan pacing up and down.
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Daniels cheeks were slightly tear stained, while once looking suave. Evie thought Daniels looked terrible, his shirt was ruffled and dirty, his suit jacket was now gone, resting over Henderson's body on Evie's foyer floor. "This man was surely in a sorry state." she thought. As Daniels walked over to Evie his face was awash with many different emotions:
Fear, grief, anger.
Daniels grasped his hand and bit on it, his knuckles were white, like Evie's earlier. Suddenly Daniels grabbed hold of Evie and flopped on her.
"What the bloody hell?" Evie thought, but dared not say it. Evie's nose turned up and wrinkled as Daniel slobbered over Evie's shoulder. Evie patted him on his back and tried to sound as comforting as possible.
"There there. Let it all out."
Rick looked up in bewilderment, and then sniggered at Evie; she gave him a dirty look.
"I bet he's finding this funny." Evie said to herself
"What?" Daniels had obviously heard her; he removed his head from her shoulders and looked puzzled; Evie had to make up something fast.
"My my, your nose is runny!" Evie answered she laughed weakly and Daniels pulled away from Evie. He looked at her, and Evie smiled weakly again. Daniels face turned from puzzlement into a smile and he looked into Evie's eyes.
"Thanks Evelyn."
"Anytime."
Daniels hugged Evie again, this time it was not a grief stricken hug but a more friendly embrace. As Evie looked over Daniels shoulder she could see a shrivelled mess on her floor. When she focused at the top half of it, she buried her head in Daniels shoulders. For once she was actually glad he was here. It was Henderson, she saw, his mouth frozen in a scream.
Daniels left Evie's room and as Evie turned around to wipe away a tear, she was crying for Henderson, for it was not long ago she had talked to him, and now she could never see or speak to him again.
Rick walked into her room, she heard him enter and he shut the door, she quickly wiped her eyes and sniffled, he grabbed her shoulder, and Rick whispered in her ear as her back was turned, his breath causing her long hair to move as if caught in a gentle wind.
"Do you have a thing for that guy or something?"
"No Rick, not for that guy, but for you." Evie thought to herself, she closed her eyes, "Control yourself" she thought again, and then shrugged his hand off her shoulders. Evie turned round to him and he could see a teary stain on her right cheek. Evie shrugged again and quickly muttered:
"Mr O'Connell!"
Rick laughed; it was just the way his teacher used to speak to him.
"I do not have a "thing" for anyone here, thank you very much."
Evie continued, gibbering about how she didn't like Daniels nor anyone else in that way. Rick suddenly stroked her face, her mouth creased a little into a smirk and Rick instantly knew she was feeling better. Rick grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently.
"So not even a thing for, say, urm, me?"
Evie took a breath, "This is it" she thought, "No more hiding my feelings, I'm going to tell him how much he means to me."
"Rick, I"
Evie moved in to kiss Rick, if Henderson's death had taught her anything it was too live out life, as it can be drastically cut short. There lips nearly touching Evie put her hand around Rick's neck, when Daniels and Jonathan quickly opened the door.
"Hey, O'Connell, Evie!"
Jonathan had his sleeves rolled up to reveal a scratch down the side of his wrist, a glass cut off the broken Martini glass. Jonathans eyebrows were furrowed and his face a stern fighters impression, or so he thought. This was all too funny for Evie and she smirked to herself,
"My big brother, still trying to protect me" she thought.
Daniels stood on the right side of Jonathan with Henderson's pistol and gun holder; he cocked the gun and strapped the holster onto himself, he chewed on a cocktail stick that was in his now broken Martini and tightened his tie. Daniels smiled bitterly at them and added:
"Hope we didn't interrupt anything but we have a few thousand year old mummy after us!"
Daniels spun both guns around his fingers and Evie and Rick smiled uneasily at each other. There was an uneasy silence around the four of them until Jonathan smirked and added.
"Right ho then, I'll warm up the car."
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