"No, seriously, these pants are getting really heavy." Deb said.

"KEEP YOUR JEANS ON!" Riley hissed.

Deb rolled her eyes. "No, are you sure we don't have to steal a submarine?"

"No offence, but, uh," Abigail started, "how the hell do you steal a SUBMARINE?"

"I don't know." Deb said. "You go to the submarine place, and then go in and take it out." She paused. "The end."

"Blonde." Abigail muttered.

"Oh yeah, cause your hair looks totally brownish reddish color." Deb said.

"You know you make absolutely no sense? Like, at all?"

"Would you two just shut up?" Ben asked.

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"Haha, I told you that we didn't have to STEAL the submarine." Abigail said.

Everybody was on a US navy submarine. The Boston Harbor had been cleared out for the day.

"I tell you the Eleanor was not sunk in the Boston Harbor." Deb said.

"They sunk it 200 years ago." Ben said. "The ship would have moved about 100 yards."

"No, if they sunk it in the harbor, don't ya think someone would of found it?" Deb said.

"The only one that had been in the water recently is you." Riley said.

"True." Deb said with a smile.

After a few hours of searching, Deb said, "You know, if we go out to sea, just a little bit, we'll find it."

"Fine." Ben said. They went out to the ocean. Sure enough a ship was there, looking just like the Charlotte, with a female head at the front of the boat.

"Are you going down there?" Abigail asked.

"Yeah." Ben said. "We have to."

Deb widened her eyes, "Can I-"

"NO."

Ben and Riley had gotten the scuba diving stuff on, and were ready to get in the water.

"Be careful." Abigail said, giving Ben a quick kiss, and then Riley on the cheek.

"Yeah." Deb said, jumping onto Riley and planting a kiss roughly on him.

He pushed Deb away. "Shit! Was that completely necessary?"

"Well, if I'm never goin' to see you again,-"

"Oh. You are definitely going to see me again."

Riley and Ben went out into the water, and into the Eleanor. Ben opened the hatch on the door, but the ship was already flooded with water. After going to the back room, 2 old trunks were found.

Riley took one and Ben took the other. Once they both got back onto the sub, Ben and Riley showed the girls the trunks.

"This is it?" Deb asked.

"Well, what did you expect?" Ben asked. "Them to sink the treasure?"

Deb sighed.

Ben grabbed a towel, and went to work on one of trunks. Abigail and Riley went to work on the other. Deb looked board, and read an old issue of Vogue.

"Nothing in this one." Abigail said.

Riley looked over at the other trunk. "There's nothing in that either."

"Yeah, there is." Ben said. "Look inside the trunk."

Small words were carved into the old and rustic trunk.

"What does it say?" Deb asked.

Abigail took the magazine the Deb was holding and chucked it across the submarine. "God forbid you help us at ALL!"

"Well, it says," Ben said. "Bravely he rode, For everyone knew, Quietly she wrote, For he never saw." His mind was reeling. "Paul." He said. "Paul Revere bravely rode, and everybody knows about it."

"But what about the other part?" Deb asked.

"Quietly she wrote. She. Rachel." Ben stayed. "Rachel wrote a letter. It never got to Paul. There's something on it."

"Like the Declaration?" Deb said.

"The letter is held at the Clements Library." Abigail said.

Ben went to the steering wheel of the sub. "Well, lets go."