National Treasure II – Chapter Twelve - "Problem"

Author's Note: First of all I would like to wish everyone a late 4th of July. I was hoping on getting this chapter out on the 4th of July, although things came up and I was incapable. My last reviews asking me for help in writing their fanfiction were very interesting. I tired e-mailing the person, however, it said that since my name was not on the list that I wouldn't be aloud to send the e-mail through, if you're the one who wrote the review please e-mail me at I would like to help you in your dilemma. The past few days I've been in the stage of the dreaded writer's block. I mean I know where my story is going and everything but it's difficult to come up with the pathway on getting their…lol, if you get me. Anyways, enjoy my 12th chapter. I apologize if you think it could probably be written better, I'd agree.

The next morning, Abigail, was the first awake. She was used to getting up early, mainly because of her job.

Although she was awake, she quickly realized that it was not for the same reason. As fast as she opened her eyes, she slid off the bed and grabbed the complementary alarm clock squinting to read its hands through her tired eyes.

Suddenly it hit her; they were going to miss their plane if they didn't leave now.

She quickly pulled both bed sheets off each bed, stunning both Ben and Riley.

"What's going on?" Riley asked, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"We didn't set the alarm clock last night. We're late to catch our plane." She replied, hurriedly throwing their very few belongings into Riley's old suitcases.

Ben's eyes widen as the horror of hands on the little clock reflected Abigail's words.

Without even thinking about it they all threw on their clothes from the previous day, hoping they would soon be able to go shopping for new apparel.

Once they were all prepared they rushed down the hall, without even taking in the possibility Ian could be anywhere in the building.

Luckily, once they made it to the lobby, they saw they were clear of running into him anytime soon.

"I'll get the car." Riley shot, grabbing the keys from Ben as they soared toward him in the air.

As Riley hurried outside, Ben and Abigail checked out and followed after him.

A few moments later they were back on the road toward the airport.

Back at the hotel, Ian gets off the elevator into the lobby and seats himself at the complementary Breakfast Bar.

Just as he makes himself some coffee more people come off the elevator and join him.

"What is our course of action?" One of the people asks. He was male with dark black hair as somewhat of a Tom Cruise appearance.

"Well Anthony, our course of action has always been the same. We're going to continue out journey to Port Royal, exactly like the inscription read in the science building." Ian replied, sipping the coffee.

"We don't even know if going is worth it." The lady member asks.

"I never asked you to help me, you all volunteered. My guess is because of my involvement with the Declaration of Independence and Templar's treasure you find it possible that their might be a reason to trust me. Now Ben was the reason I got as far as I did, that includes prison. However, he did find the treasure. We will continue searching for him once we land in Port Royal." Ian stated, so that every one of his new team members could understand clearly.

"When does our plane take off to Miami?" Another member asked, scooting their seat closer to the table.

"In two hours." Ian replied, taking yet another sip of his decaffeinated coffee.

Once Ben, Riley, and Abigail made it to the airport they quickly returned the rental car, check in their luggage, and flew down the airport's corridors, passing different terminals until they reached theirs.

As they stopped in front of it, out of breath and on the verge of collapsing, they heard the ticket verifier call for final boarding.

They quickly gave her their tickets and boarded the plane, sitting once again in the plane seats and finally being able to relax for the first time that morning.

"I swear, after all the plane flights I've taken my ass is going to shaped into a square." Riley said jokingly.

"If you had an ass," Ben retorted humorously.

After the plane took off for their last time until returning home Ben turned towards his companions and smiled, knowing he couldn't have gotten as far as he has alone.

"Hey Ben we could hijack this plane. It can't be any more difficult then stealing the Declaration." Riley said laughing.

"You know he's right." Abigail added giggling.

"I don't think that would be a good idea." Ben replied, laughing.

Their last plane flight only lasted a few hours until they landed in Miami.

After once again going through the routine of the airport they caught a bus and headed for the ports in which the cruise ships were parked.

As they got off they spotted the great Royal Caribbean cruise liner they would be on for the rest of the voyage to the Caribbean.

Author's Note: I would also like to apologize for how short this chapter is, I figured you would want some more to the story and I was having a bit of writers block, I'm ok now but I wanted to update something to you…I might add some more to this chapter later so check back