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Adam stood there in all his glory staring down the Americans.

"Is she yours?" Henderson asked, glaring through the shadow his hat put on his face.

"She's my little sister," Adam replied.

The Americans' eyebrows rose and they took a couple of steps away from Fallon, showing that they know not to come between a guy and his little sister.

"We don't mean no harm to her, just talking to her," Henderson said.

"Oh, I'm sure you don't. But if you don't mind, gentleman, I haven't seen my baby sister in a while," Adam said. The men tipped their hats to them and walked away talking about playing a game of cards and finding some food. Kelly came walking back and shrieked when she saw Adam.

"Adam!" She screamed with happiness, running to hug him.

He was equally happy to see one of his best friends and hugged her as tightly as she hugged him.

"Hi, bestie!" He said. He let go, but Kelly didn't. "Uh, I want to see my sister, please."

Kelly let go making a pouty face. Adam went to Fallon. She had her arms crossed and she didn't look particularly happy to see him.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"What's wrong?! How are you on this boat?! You were supposed to come back last night, and I got a letter from you saying that you weren't going to come back for another week," Fallon demanded.

"Yeah, well that letter was written four days ago, and the diggers and I were let go when we found another mummy. I saw you guys at the port just as I was getting off my boat. I bought a ticket immediately and here I am," Adam said. Fallon rolled her eyes.

"At least you're not stowing away like a criminal," Fallon said. She sat back down in her chair and began to read. "Why don't you and Kelly go find some dinner and let Rick know he's here?"

"Sure, I'm starved," Adam said. He linked arms with a delighted Kelly and they began to leave. Kelly looked back at Fallon and she mouthed a thank you. Fallon smiled. Just doing something for her best friend to make her happier.

Ardeth, the leader of the Medjai, and several of his men were making their way onto row boats from the banks to find the boat that was heading down the Nile as night fell. Many of his men asked him why they were doing this, but he never answered until when the sun was down and they were nearing the boat.

"Will you tell us now, why we are doing this?" A man with a hook for a hand asked.

"My uncle sent me word that there is a party heading for Hamunaptra," Ardeth explained. "We need to stop them before they reach the port and make their way there." He didn't tell them that he had also had a dream of this party heading to the forbidden city.

Dreams such as those were very significant to Ardeth. They were signs, and they were true all the time. He did see Evy with the key, but not the map, and he knew it was with someone else. The one woman he had been dreaming about for over a year now. She had long, wavy/curly brown hair, and almond shaped eyes, captivating and smoke colored. For some reason, the dream was always the same. Three years ago right after the battle with the French Legion on the grounds of Hamunaptra. He remembered seeing a soldier who lived who also turned out to be a woman, which shocked him. The woman who could speak Ancient Egyptian. He always saw this mysterious woman as her. Though he knew it couldn't be her, because what are the odds of her ever coming back if she and her friends survived the desert?

The night was settling in and the moon rose high in the sky. Fallon was about to go to bed. She had dressed herself into her shin length cotton nightgown that cinched at the back of her waist with a small bow. She had removed her shoes and rubbed at the blisters, putting on some slippers and grabbed her book. She reopened to the part about the Medjai of Hamunaptra and began to read, edging to learn about something she thought was important. She didn't get far when she heard footsteps going into the room next to hers, which was Evy's. Fallon then put her book down and went to her mirror. She untwisted her hair and let it fall down her back. She ran a hand through her hair slowly. She loved how it was always so soft and how her curls felt against her fingers. She smiled slightly and began to softly sing something.

Ardeth made his way silently down the hall, his hook handed friend following and quietly entering Evy's room with Ardeth's permission. Ardeth went to the next room down and put his ear to the door. He could hear the woman inside singing something beautifully, an aria or opera song. He listened for a moment, entranced by her singing, until he shook his head.

Fallon brushed her hair off of her shoulders and was startled to hear a gasping scream of panic from Evy's room.

"EVY!" Fallon cried, turning around. She was met by a man clad in all black with tattoos under his eyes. He grabbed her by the throat only gently and backed her into the wall. She gasped as she saw his scimitar against her face.

"Where is the map?" He asked patiently.

"I-It's over there on the table," Fallon said. "Please, don't hurt me."

"Evy! Fallon!" They heard Rick, Adam, and Kelly call.

"Help!" Fallon screamed. The man brought the sword closer to her face.

Adam kicked down her door. Fallon could hear guns being fired.

"Fallon!" Kelly cried. She had a sword in her hand that she obviously brought along with her things. Fallon saw it and shoved the man's arm carrying the sword out of the way, pushed him back, and caught the sword Kelly immediately threw to her.

"Fallon, you don't know how to use a sword!" Rick came by with Evy.

"Oh, Rick O'Connell, the things you can learn from an Ancient Warfare Historian in over three years," Fallon said, glancing at Kelly, then glancing back at the man clad in black.

Kelly smiled at her friend.

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