Hiya, Crap I shouldn't be doing this but never mind (homework grrr lol) well anyway here is the next chapter hope you enjoy. Thank you to Superchick1259, Tiffany, Skypad, The fire-breathing-ferret (cool name) and ElfLuver13. Thank you all so much, the more reviews the more I update lol. Well I don't own national treasure grrr lol, but I wish I did. Enjoy.

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Soon after Riley had left the front hall he had went to seek sanctuary in his room. Louisa was escorted from the front door way to the kitchen by Ben. She sat on the stool around the centre counter while Abigail busied herself with making three freshly brewed coffees.

No one had said a word while all this happened, but every so often the awkward silence was interrupted by Louisa sniffing her nose after all the crying. She had calmed down quite a bit but tears were still evidently falling down her cheeks silently.

"Thank you," Louisa said as Abigail passed her a cup of strong coffee; the mug was clearly Riley's as it said 'Computer Geek and Lovin' it' on the side.

Abigail passed Ben's mug to him over the counter, who gave her a grateful smile, and sat down herself on a stool opposite Louisa who was sitting next to Ben silently staring down at her mug and its contents.

No one new quite what to say so they all sat in an awkward silence just until Louisa was ready to talk, if she ever was.

Not a moment after they had sat down Riley entered the room. His face was hard to read, there was a mixture of confusion and innocence placed upon it and for the first time that day Abigail had realised how ill he looked.

"I think we need to talk," Riley aimed his statement at Louisa and knew she heard even though she hadn't looked at him as she had given a slight nod and began the stand up.

Riley turned around and headed for the main lounge with Louisa in tow. Ben and Abigail knew they needed their time alone together to discuss things so they stayed in the kitchen but listened intently for shouting.

As Riley entered the room he crossed a short space from the door to the window; he pulled open the curtains to reveal the magnificent room. There were shelves upon shelves of books, no doubt that most were Bens, a bravura fireplace spaced between two shelves. The dazzling chandelier, which was probably ancient, hung from the beautifully curved ceiling. An antique couch was placed before the fire with two comfortable looking arm chairs.

Riley brought Louisa out of her daze as he rudely coughed for her attention and offered her a seat in one of the arm chairs and then went to light the fire as he figured this was going to take a while and he had also secretly seen Louisa shiver slightly by the coldness of the room.

After Riley stoked the fire a bit he chucked himself onto the couch on the side furthest away from Louisa.

There was a long pause of silence which seemed to go on for an eternity until Riley plucked up the courage and spoke to Louisa just above a whisper.

"I'm sorry," Louisa stared at her brother contently but there was a hint of sympathy in her eyes. She looked at him and realised how sad he looked; he looked ailing.

"I'm sorry for shouting earlier, you didn't deserve it but I didn't understand and still don't. Why? Why did you go?"

"Riley, I am sorry, I couldn't take it. Grandpa had just died; I couldn't take it if you left so soon as well. You were the only one left; I didn't want to witness your death, the doctor had said, he said you had 22percent chance of living, I couldn't stand being there,"

"But 22 percent is more than enough, I survived didn't I?" Riley's eyes were once again misted with tears without them falling while once again Louisa's tears were falling freely down her tender cheeks. "I thought it was my fault, my fault that you went, I didn't want to live after that, I didn't see the point, you were gone and not coming back. I would never commit suicide but at that moment, when I woke up, when I was told, I just didn't see anything there. There was nothing around me, all was pointless. I didn't have anyone left, no family; no friends. Everyone had gone away. Do you know how much that hurt? How much I cried? How I didn't want to get up in days but just lie there and sleep? I never wanted to wake up and every time I did I just wished more and more that I had died. I was eleven Louisa; are eleven year olds meant to feel suicidal?" Tears were falling down Riley's face now, even more so than Louisa's.

Louisa didn't know what to say; how could she answer? She was utter shock at her brother's outburst of feelings. Doing the only thing she thought she could she walked over to her little brother and held him close as he cried like a young child. She rocked him slowly saying comforting words.

"I'm sorry; it wasn't your fault," She repeated to words half to him and half to herself, knowing that once she had blamed it on him, but not now; no she never wanted to hurt her brother again.

She felt him go limp in her arms and held his sleeping form closer, not wanting to let go yet.

Time passed; noon turned to late afternoon. The only noise she had hard in the house was Riley's slow steady breathing and Ben making a phone about cancelling some sort of interview. There was also the crackling of the fire that would soon burn out and the chirping of the birds outside looking for berries on the snow covered trees.

Yes, time had past and she thought it best to wake Riley and meet Ben and Abigail again, one to apologise and two to meet the famous treasure hunters and historians probably.

"Riley?" She gave him a small shake and then a bigger shake when he didn't wake up.

"Riley? Riley?" Still she shook him and he wouldn't wake. Harder she shook and more anxious she became.

"RILEY!" It was now evident to her that he was unconscious and cold to the touch.

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YAY! Longer chapter (still not a brilliant length) but you don't need to shout at me do you? no not really. lol anyway review bye xxx