The cold night air whipping around them made AJ happy she'd grabbed her discarded shawl at the last minute. She was squished between Lawrence and Daniels in the backseat of Jonathan's convertible, driving quickly through the streets and back to the museum to find the onyx slab that was supposed to hold the location of the golden book. "Somehow, I doubt we'll ever get to ride off into the sunset," AJ admits to Lawrence, resting her head on his shoulder.

"C'mon, you're supposed to be the optimistic one out of all of us."

"I thought that was supposed to be you."

"How is it possible that the two of you can find room for small talk at a time like this," Daniels grumbles, shooting the couple a glare. "For cryin' out loud, we have a three thousand year old corpse on its way to suck us dry, but y'all want to argue about who the optimist is. And that's me, by the way, I'm the optimist of our group!" AJ and Lawrence share a look before focusing back on the fuming man beside them.

"Then we're in big trouble," Lawrence snorts.

"I think I already established that," O'Connell states as they park in front of the museum. "You remember, right? Earlier today when Tall, Dark, and Ugly tried to use us all as bowling pins." Despite the seriousness of the situation, he still managed a smile that was contagious, a soft laugh escaping AJ as he helps her out of the car.

"Right, but you said serious trouble."

"It's the same difference, Henderson."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Inside the lobby of the museum, Ardeth and Bey were waiting impatiently, Evy walking right past them and starting up the staircase that leads to the second floor.

"What can you tell us about what you're looking for," AJ asks, hurrying to catch up with her friend. Evy was a good few inches taller than her, but AJ still had enough raw energy to be able to match the other woman's stride.

"Well, according to legend, the black book your group found at Hamunaptra was supposed to bring people back from the dead. Until now, it was a notion I was unwilling to believe for obvious reasons."

"Well, for obvious reasons, I'm a firm believer."

"Yeah," O'Connell scoffs," apparently our buddy wanted to prove all of us wrong."

"If AJ is anything to go off of, then he must have been a stubborn man," Evy concedes, patting AJ's arm in sympathy when she lets out a noise of offense," and he's probably just as stubborn now. My thinking is that, if the black book can bring people back to life, then the gold one can kill him."

"And to make sure he stays dead," Henderson adds," I'm takin' his head back to America and burying it in Oklahoma with all of 'em Indian bones." One look from AJ has his smile disappearing, shaking his head in unison with her. "Or I could just chunk it into the Nile and not bring it home with us."

"You're getting warmer," AJ assures him," but if you decapitate the mummy and then pick up the head, I'm making you sleep on the couch for a week." He frowns, bringing up his hands to count out something.

"That would make it difficult to have little Dot by April, though." AJ was about to retort that it was a sacrifice she was willing to make when a moaning sound from outside interrupted. All of their group turn to look behind them, walking over to the window; it was large and overlooked the courtyard, giving them a perfect view of a sickly mob heading their way, chanting as they went.

"Imhotep…. Imhotep…. Imhotep…." Over and over again, like a mantra, their skin riddled with sores and their eyes glazed over in a trance.

"Last but certainly not least," Jonathan quips," my favorite plague, boils and sores."

"They have become his slaves," Ardeth announces grimly, none of them taking their eyes off the sight below. Some of the mob carried torches to light the way, at least two hundred people making it up, and Imhotep amongst them in all his horrible glory. "The beginning of the end has begun at last."

"I miss the locusts," AJ mutters," locusts just got into everything, but they didn't want to eat me or my family."

"You're not going to be his feast while I'm still around," Evy snaps.

"Yeah, but he's going to put his dead girlfriend into you, so you're just as doomed as the rest of us."

"Yes, but I have something you don't." She turns on her heel and marches over to the large chunk of stone in the middle of the hall, the others running after her. "Confidence is key, AJ!"

"I'll be confident again when I'm back in Texas and the only creature I have to deal with is my mother-in-law!" Below, the mob begins to bang against the massive gates that lead to the inner courtyard of the museum. Evy studies the top half to the stone, Bey dropping to his knees to decipher the bottom while Evy continues to educate the others in the room.

"According to Bembridge scholars, the Book of Amun-Ra is meant to be in the statue of Anubis."

"That's where we found the black book," Daniels reminds her.

"I always said my sister was smarter than those snotty Bembridge boys," Jonathan states proudly, patting his sister on the shoulder. "So where are we meant to find the book we actually need?"

"I'm working on it," Evy replies, reading as quickly as she could. AJ moves over to the balcony, a knot forming in her stomach as she waited for the angry crowd to burst inside. "The golden book must be inside…." There's a loud bang that signaled the mob breaching the gates outside, AJ instinctively holding out a hand, Lawrence doing the same and clutching hers tightly. She didn't want to die like this, not when she was still young and her son wasn't old enough to remember her.

"Come on, Evy, faster."

"Patience is a virtue," Evy sings without turning from the stone. The doors to the museum come crashing down and the mob swarm inside like angry wasps, still shouting as they begin to comb through the rooms on the first floor.

"Not right now, it isn't," O'Connell retorts with an annoyed look. "Jon, car, now!" Jonathan nods and sprints off to go down the back stairs while Evy and Bey continued to read. "Whatever happens, you and Evy stick together," he instructs, gently pushing AJ to stand next to the other woman. "If nothing else, you two can spout out random facts until he grows annoyed and blows his brains out."

"I know where it is! The golden Book of Amun-Ra is at Hamunaptra inside the statue of Horus."

"That's perfect," Daniels whines," another trip to the city that wants all of us dead! What else could possibly go wrong?" Two boil-covered men charge out of a doorway with their weapons raised, Ardeth and O'Connell quickly fending them off and pushing them over the balcony.

"You really had to ask," AJ barked, slapping the back of his head.

"Yeah, yeah, ground me when we make it back to Texas!" He and Lawrence each grab one of her arms and practically drag her with them after Jonathan, all of them sprinting through the back doors and running for the car. "Let's move!" At the shout, Jonathan starts the car, allowing the group to pile inside before peeling out.

"Imhotep," Beni screams as he comes out the front door to catch them, not making a move to stop them since he knew he'd just be shot. "Imhotep, they're escaping!"

"You're gonna get yours, Beni," O'Connell shouts as they speed past the Hungarian rat," you're gonna get yours!" As one, the mob begins to pour back out of the museum at Imhotep's screech, chasing the convertible through the abandoned bazaar. "Is everyone okay?"

"As okay as it's possible to be right now," Lawrence breathes, holding AJ in his lap so that the others could fit comfortably. "Watch out!" Jonathan slams on his breaks, causing everyone in the backseat to jerk forward and AJ to bump heads with O'Connell. Several feet in front of them was another fraction of the mob, drooling and swaying from side to side.

"Oh no," AJ moans as she recognizes one of the diseased men," not Cas." He was standing in the front, turban partly undone and hanging over his shoulders. Lawrence tightens his hold around her waist, drawing his Colt with his free hand and pulling the hammer back. Having no connection to anyone in the group of attackers, O'Connell didn't hesitate before slamming his foot down over Jonathan's, making the car accelerate and hit the mob.

Several of the group are thrown sideways from the impact, some driven over, but even more just grabbed on and reached out for the people in the car. They clung to the front and the sides, grasping and pulling, trying their best to drag everyone out. AJ does her best with what she has, removing both of her shoes and using them to batter her attackers, using all the strength she had.

They seemed to keep coming, two more replacing every one that was removed, like the heads of a Hydra. "Hands—off—my—wife," Lawrence growls, punctuating each word with a bullet and then pistol-whipping the men when he runs out.

"Henderson," Daniels shouts, AJ turning in time to spot two of the men pulling him backwards by his arms. "Henderson!" The others were busy fending them off, so AJ maneuvered over Ardeth and the Curator, using one hand to beat at the attacker with a shoe while the other grasped the front of Daniels' shirt.

"I've got you," she grunts, holding him as tightly as she could.

"Don't let me go!"

"Daniels!" Ardeth quickly grabs the back of her shawl and pulls her back into the car as Daniels is pulled the rest of the way out, gunshots ringing out as he pushed his way past. "Daniels!"

"AJ, he's gone," Lawrence shouts, pulling her back over to him and handing her the shoe she'd dropped to grab their friend. They round the corner, Jonathan unable to stop before they crash into a stone fountain. "Everybody out!" Lawrence and O'Connell are the first to jump out, helping the two women before walking backwards. The crowd had boxed them in, forming a semicircle around them and chanting again.

"Imhotep…. Imhotep…. Imhotep…."

"Lawrence," AJ croaks, looking into her husband's eyes," you know I love you, right? I love more than I ever loved anyone aside from our baby, I love you more than Isis loves Osiris, and I always will."

"And I love you more than that," he asserts, resting a hand on the small of her back as the crowd began to part. "I swear to you, if something happens to me, I'm gonna hunt you down in the next life. I don't care if I have to punch your god right in his face, I'm coming back for you."

"And I'll tear Heaven apart until I have you in my arms again." The crowd around them goes silent, AJ and Lawrence turning their gazes to Imhotep, almost fully regenerated as he strides up to them. His expression was stern and hateful when he glanced in AJ's direction, but softened a little as he looked to Evy. Beni follows behind, shoulders hunched and head lowered.

"Keetah mi pharos, aja nilo, isirlan," Imhotep implores, allowing Beni to translate.

"Come with me, my princess," Beni echoes. "It is time to make you mine forever." Both men had eyes only for Evy, making it clear who Imhotep's top priority is.

"For all eternity, idiot," Evy corrects out of instinct, glaring at them. Beni frowns, mumbling what Imhotep had said under his breath and then giving a slight nod when he realized Evy was right.

"Koontash dai na," Imhotep promises, though AJ was still lost. Her ancient Egyptian was limited to a few words she'd picked up from her dreams and the ones he spoke now were never brought up while she was sleeping.

"Take my hand, and I will spare your friends," Beni translates again, breathing a sigh of relief when he's not corrected a second time.

"Any bright ideas," Evy asks O'Connell, panic lacing her words.

"I'm working on it," he responds a little too quickly, holding a torch up like a weapon.

"Work a little faster because you're the first one I'm coming after if he turns me into a mummy."

"Wasn't it you who said patience was a virtue?" They share a long look, the love obvious to everyone else even if the wasn't to the pair of them just yet.

"And wasn't it you who reminded me that it wasn't in a situation like this?" She moves up onto her toes and presses a kiss against O'Connell's cheek, surprising him enough that she's able to move to Imhotep's side before he could intervene.

"I don't think so." Ardeth grabs him, stopping him from provoking the creature that held their lives in the palm of his hand.

"He must take me to Hamunaptra to perform the ritual." AJ can read between the lines, realizing Evy was giving them time to come up with a solid rescue plan instead of charging in headfirst. Imhotep's eyes land on AJ next and he nods to the empty space next to him.

"Oh, hell no," Lawrence snarls, holding onto AJ's wrist with enough force to bruise. "You don't need her!"

"Lawrence," AJ hisses, turning to face him. "I'll do my best to keep Imhotep distracted from his plans and keep Evy safe, but you have to help the others find a way to kill him for good. You can do this."

"What if I don't want to?"

"You don't have a choice." Shoes in hand, she moves away from the others and stands at her ancestor's side, wincing when he grasps her arm in his cold hand. He may have been mostly regenerated, but he was still cold as clay.

"I'll be seeing you again," O'Connell promises with a dark look, Imhotep only smiling. He turns and forces the women to walk with him, tightening his grip when they begin to struggle at his next command of pared oos. AJ wasn't entirely sure what the phrase meant, but she knew that the surging crowd could only result in one ending.

He's going to kill them all!