Out of Egypt Chapter Sixteen.
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Authors Note: Now to finally get the story going!
"Stop it!" Dierdre hissed.
"Stop what?" Frankie snarled.
"Your fidgeting," Dierdre yanked the blanket the two girls were sharing over to her side.
"You're hogging!" Frankie yelled she managed to grab hold of the blanket and tugged it back.
"I am not! I have about an inch and a half of this blanket—"
"You are the most insufferable…" Frankie muttered she gave the blanket another yank, "give it here!"
"No way!" Dierdre yanked the blanket.
Frankie was trying to wrench the blanket out of Dierdre's hands, Dierdre had that determined look on her face so Frankie gave up, decided to be civil and let go.
Dierdre shrieked as she toppled over, Frankie gathered up her bag and flung her cloak dramatically over her shoulder.
"Where are you going?" Dierdre demanded.
"I'm going to sleep over there," Frankie explained, "then I might actually be able to get some peace and quiet." Frances turned on her heel and stomped across the sand, she didn't make it far before she heard Dierdre call her name.
"You can't sleep over there," Dierdre said softly.
"Why not?"
"Because," Dierdre said dropping the blanket in a huff, "because then I'd be all alone."
Frankie was about to retort, but then realized it was quite pointless, she sighed deeply and made her way back over to Dierdre, she dropped her bag and climbed onto the bed beside her best friend.
"Well good night then," Frankie said simply closing her eyes, Frankie heard Dierdre whimper and a smile tugged on the corner of Frankie's mouth. Frankie was tempted to say it was all going to be okay—like she felt she should, but she just didn't know.
Will it be okay? She thought darkly, what exactly have I woken up? Frankie furrowed her brow and popped open an eye, she glanced around camp before grabbing her bag, she hugged it tightly to her chest and suddenly Frankie wanted her mother.
Evie stood on the balcony of one of the many rooms in the Cairo Hotel. She stared up at the dark sky that blanketed the desert, she sniffled and heard Rick come up behind her. "She's all alone…what if she's cold, or hungry?"
Rick smiled, "I'm sure she's fine, besides I have a pretty good feeling she's not alone." He walked up beside his wife and lay a hand on her shaking shoulder. "Try not to be so hard on yourself, this isn't your fault."
"No," Evie replied, "it's your fault." Rick was about to retort when he saw Evie was smirking, Rick grinned and kissed Evie's cheek.
"Tomorrow we'll head out first thing in the morning, I talked to the manager of the hotel, he says he knows a guide who knows the desert."
"But," Evie said softly, "what…what if its too late?"
"It's not too late," Rick stated.
"How do you know?" Evie demanded.
"Be quiet, I'm trying to make you feel better," Rick teased and Evie wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. Rick enveloped Evie in a tight hug and led her back inside the hotel room.
Yes, yes, good, good. Hope this chapter is decent. So now the whole family's in the desert! Ooh! The intrigue, anyways, be sure to review and stay tuned for the next bit…
