Authors Note: Wow! It has been forever since I have updated this story! I just watched more of the Mummy and I got a little more inspiration! Which is exciting! Also, I think that Ardeth being part of the Med Jai would definately be multi-lingual.
Anyway, please review and let me know what you think! Your reviews inspire me!
Alex walked back to the jeep were their guide, Mohammed, his uncle and his parents were waiting.
"Any news?" Evie asked.
Alex shook his head, "nothing about Frank or her roommate," Alex climbed in beside Mohammed. "I talked to one of the other students; apparently Frank's roommate's father was their professor."
"Did you talk to her Father?" Jonathan asked.
A look passed over Alex's face. "Apparently he was lost… with the temple."
"Oh no," Evie said softly.
"But I did talk to one of their classmates," Alex handed his father a crumpled piece of paper, "she gave me directions to the temple. Of course, who knows where Frank and her roommate are. But it's better than nothing."
A silence fell over the jeep; even Jonathan didn't say a word.
"Well we better get going if we want to make good time today," Rick said he took Evie's hand in his, he squeezed it reassuringly, "she'll be okay," he said softly. "She'll be all right."
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Frankie scrambled over the sand dune, that scream—her heart was lodged somewhere in her throat.
Deirdre!
"Deirdre!" Frankie cried, her feet got tangled her robes and she tumbled down the hill. Frankie cursed before she pushed herself to her feet. She never should have left her! Frankie ran to where Deirdre's bedroll had been set up. She saw the hunched figure of her friend; she was sobbing openly and rubbing frantically at her arms.
"Get them off!" Deirdre shrieked, a group of Med Jai was standing around her, someone stepped forward and touched her arm, and Deirdre wrenched herself out of their grasp, cowering away in fear.
"Deidre," Frankie said again, Deirdre stopped rubbing her arms and looked up at Frankie; Frankie stepped forward and dropped onto the sand in front of her friend. "What happened?" She whispered and Deirdre's face crumpled into another sob. She fell against Frankie, and Frankie wrapped her arm around Deirdre's shoulder, cradling her face to her chest.
"They kept coming…" Deirdre's voice was muffled against the fabric of Frankie's robes. "Swarms, they were biting me," Deirdre clutched Frankie's robes, "I saw a face, it wasn't a human face, it was—" The rest of Deirdre's sentence was swallowed by another sob.
"Ssh," Frankie soothed, smoothing down Deirdre's hair.
"Is she alright?"
Frankie looked up at Ardeth, who was standing at the front of the crowd of Med Jai who had gathered around Deirdre.
"She had a dream," Frankie explained, she looked down at Deirdre who had stopped sobbing, but was now whimpering against Frankie, fists still clutched tightly against her robes. "A nightmare."
"No," Deirdre said, and Ardeth took a knee, he reached out and brushed Deirdre's hair away from her damp brow. She didn't shy away from Ardeth, but turned her wide eyes towards him. "It was not a dream," Deirdre took a deep breath, Frankie felt her shivering, and when she touched her hand to Deidre's face it felt clammy.
"Get some blankets," she said and Den nodded before disappearing.
"Calm down," Ardeth said softly to Deirdre in Egyptian. As soon as he spoke, Deirdre slumped against Frankie, and her quaking seemed to slow. "What do you mean not a nightmare?"
"My Father…" Deirdre paused, and then she continued her voice much less shaky. "My Father spoke of visions to me. Dreaming but being nearly awake, my Father believed that a nightmare is an omen." Deirdre looked up at Frankie, and then she spoke in English. "And this omen spoke of death."
Den came then with a pile of blankets, Ardeth turned to his men and spoke to them telling them to go back to sleep.
"Thank you," Frankie said as Den draped a blanket across Deirdre's shoulders.
Ardeth was looking down at Deirdre; he put a hand to her shoulder and leaned in, talking low so that Frankie couldn't hear her. Deirdre nodded, and then Ardeth stood up.
"It is nearly morning," Ardeth told her, "we will continue traveling back to Cairo tomorrow."
When Frances looked at Deirdre tears were standing in her eyes, but her roommates jaw was set in a determined line.
"What did he say?" Frankie wondered.
The tears slipped down Deirdre's cheeks.
"He told me I was brave."
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