Thanx 2 all my reviewers! I appreciate all the reviews! I actually never thought I'd get any, 2 tell you the truth! Anywayz, I broke it down into paragraphs 4 yaz so, as they say in the Coca-Cola ads… ENJOY! I promise ya, it's lip-smakin' good:9 :9 :9 :9

Hillary was hurrying through the mansion, glancing down at his watch every few seconds. "Where is that annoying little fiend?"

A second later, Bryce wheeled his chair out from behind the computer desk. "I believe you're looking for me." He said.

Hillary let out an impatient sigh. "Obviously! Who else deserves the title of 'that annoying little fiend'? Now, listen carefully. I know how hard it is for your brain to comprehend things, so tell it to try its best to remember all this." Bryce gave him his best 'get lost' look. "Lara and I are going to visit her mother's grave. While we're gone, do try and stay out of trouble. And don't attempt to burn down the house, like last time!"

"Well, how am I supposed to know that when you put metal in the microwave that it'll explode? I mean, honestly, who knows not to do that?" Bryce attempted to defend himself.

Hillary stared at him. "Bryce, I believe six year olds know not to do that. Which would explain why you didn't. I forgot that you won't turn six until next month."

"Ha ha! You're hilarious! Now what time will you two be back?" Bryce responded. He kicked his feet up onto the desk, crossed one foot over the other and folded his hands so he could set his head back into them.

"Around 2:00. It's almost noon now so that'll give us enough time to visit. We'll see you later." He hurried up the stairs to Lara's room, hoping that she hadn't dressed yet. He heard the water in the shower still running so he knew that he'd have just enough time to pick out an outfit for her. Usually, Lara hated when Hillary picked out outfits for her. He would always pick dresses which she, of course, rarely wore. But whenever they'd go to visit her mother's grave, she would let Hillary pick the outfit. She wasn't happy about it, mind you. But she knew it was the respectful thing to do for her mother. Hillary heard the water turn off and quickly finished picking out the outfit. He grabbed a towel and hurried to the door. He put only his arm into the bathroom, careful not to let any of the rest of him go in. Lara laughed.

"Hillary, how long have we known each other?" she asked as she accepted the towel and wrapped it around her slender body.

"Since the day you were born. So around 25 years. You know, I was there in the hospital room when you were born." Lara laughed again.

"Exactly." She slinked out of the bathroom and kissed him on the cheek. "We're like family. Now how many times do I have to tell you that it is okay for you to come in when I'm taking a shower? I mean, you saw me without clothes when I was born, didn't you? At least, I hope I wasn't wearing clothes when I was born." It was Hillary's turn to laugh.

"No, you weren't. But your father always warned me that if I ever went in, one of two things would happen. You would kill me or he would either kill me. Knowing the two of you, I didn't want to find out which one was worse." They both fell silent. Whenever they spoke of her father, all they had were good memories. But it was always too painful to talk about. Hillary showed Lara the clothes he had picked out. She began to object but he wouldn't let her. She finally gave in and put them on. Hillary waited outside. When she came out, she looked beautiful. She was wearing an all white dress with spaghetti straps over each shoulder. She had on white sandals with inch long heels, which she always insisted on wearing. If they should run into trouble, she could use them as her weapon, which was what she would always say. She also wore her cowgirl hat.

Lara gave Bryce a quick thank you kiss on the cheek for not being mad at her (for practically killing Simon, again). They jumped into her silver McLaren F1 and took off. Hillary couldn't believe that, even without her boots on, Lara could expertly drive the car through anything. She took off her hat, rolled down her window, and started pushing down a little more on the accelerator. "Lara!" Hillary warned. She just grinned back at him. "Woooohooo!" she threw her head back, shook her hair out of its ponytail and screamed as she pressed the accelerator down all the way. Hillary held onto the car for dear life. Finally, the car screeched to a halt in the cemetery parking lot around 12:30 and got out of the car. "I am driving on the way home!" Hillary said, desperately trying to smooth down his hair, now almost as out of control as Bryce's.

"Yeah right! You drive slower than most grandmas!" Lara snickered, quickly putting her hair in a braid.

"I'm cautious, that's all! Something you should really try when you drive! Or do anything else, for that matter!" Hillary huffed. They walked under the silver gateway, into the cemetery and started toward her mother's grave. Lara and Hillary each held a white rose, her mother's favorite flower. Lara rested her head on Hillary's shoulder (even though she was taller) and smiled, even though tears were rolling down her cheeks.

"Do you remember, when my dad would bring home a dozen red roses and every time, mom would pretend to get mad at him. And every time, dad would pretend that he had forgotten that she liked white ones!" Tears streamed down Lara's face, yet she was still smiling.

The two of them laid their roses next to the ones that they had been laying there the many years before. They stood a few minutes longer until they decided it was time to go (before Bryce burned the house down). They had started toward the car when a mass of bullets flew right past Lara's head and straight into her mother's headstone, which shattered instantly. Lara swung around, fire blazing in her eyes. "Show yourself, coward!" she screamed. Men ran out from behind the larger headstones and surrounded her and Hillary. Each one of them had their gun pointed right at her.

"Looks like there's ore than one coward." Hillary whispered, his arms flying into the air above his head.

"Wrong. None of my men are cowards." Came a voice from behind a tree. The person the voice belonged to stepped out from behind the tree, and Lara's eyes blazed even more.

"Hello Lara. It's been a long time."

Dun dun dun! Mwaaa-haaa-haaa! Cliffhanger! I just HATE those, don't you! But I sure Luv writing them! -. wink Well, sorry it took S000 long 2 update! My computer shut down and it took 4-EVER 2 fix! I promise 2 update ASAP though! And, sorry I didn't put Alex in this chappie! He'll be in the next one, ladies, I promise! And you'll find out the identity of the guy behind the tree! Won't that be fun! lol Well, see ya l8r! Bibi fanziez!

2: Celestia- Thank you very much 4 being' my first reviewer! And thanx, I thought putting' in the Hillary n Bryce humor would be good 4 the story! Yeah, I ran the spell-check this time, don't worry! I 4-got 2 last time, lol! Well, thanx again and hope 2 see ya reviewing' these next few chappies!

2: Darlian- Thanx! And how could I not put glorious action? I mean, honestly, what else would Lara be doing! Well, thank you very much 4 your review, I appreciate it! And I broke it down into paragraphs 4 ya, S00 now it's eazier 2 read! Sry I couldn't put Alex in this chappie, but I promise he'll be in the next one! See ya!

2: Aoyama- Yeah! I LUV anything 2 do with Lara Croft, Tomb Raider, and Angelina Jolie! Well, thanx very much 4 your kind wordz, pleeze keep them coming! And I'm still writin' S000……

2: Shadow Eckhardt- Ok. I am slightly confused by your review but, 00h well! Thanx 4 readin the story, anyhow! And I'm still writing S000…… don't worry! Catch ya later! Mew Robena