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Nefertiti paced around the room. She wanted to return home so she could expose Imhotep for the traitor he was.

Rick sat down in the dining room with Alex. He had explained as much as he could to the poor boy. Rick himself felt like he losing it. He had lost his brother-in-law and a great friend and now he had lost his wife. Alex had lost his uncle and maybe even his best friend and now he didn't have his mother to turn to, the woman in his mother's body, although kind, was a complete stranger to him.

"Dad, how are we going to get mum back?" Rick looked at Alex and sighed. "I don't know buddy, but we will." He patted Alex on the back, Alex yawned. It was close to midnight. "Alex, go up to bed." Alex nodded and walked upstairs.

Nefertiti sat down on the bed, running her fingers through her curly hair. She wasn't used to have such curly hair and it bothered her a little. She heard footsteps and saw the young blonde boy Alex walking upstairs. He stopped and looked in. "Good night Princess."

Nefertiti smiled. "Good night young one." The boy smiled and walked back to his room. How Alex looked so much like Rashidi, she missed her love so much. Even though his face was in this time, his personality wasn't. She certainly hoped that the one inhabiting her body didn't actually like Imhotep, though by the way Rick spoke of him, they hated him as much as she did.

She on the large bed, not knowing she sat on the remote control. Suddenly the black box in front of her came to life, images began running around. Nefertiti screamed and fell back on the bed, trying to get as far away from the evil box as she could. Rick came running up to see why she had screamed. He looked at her, then the TV and began laughing.

Nefertiti glared at him. "Stop that laughing, this is no time to laugh." She felt her cheeks get hot as he laughed. Rick kept on laughing as he turned the tv off.

Nefertiti grabbed a rolled up sock and lobbed it at his head. Rick was too busy laughing to see it and was hit in the side of the head. He looked at her, causing her to smile. "I told you to stop laughing."

Rick felt as though Evie had come back, she would done the same thing. He yawned. "Well, you should get some sleep now, we will try and figure this all out in the morning." He didn't want to offend Nefertiti, but he was hoping that in the morning he would find his real wife smiling at him.

Nefertiti sighed. "What about my bath, who will brush my hair?"

Rick looked at her a bit puzzled. "I am guessing you have tons of servants, but here we don't have any here."

Nefertiti laughed until she realized he meant it, so she was stuck in a time where she had to do things for herself, how can women here live?

She lay down on the soft bed and looked at Rick. "Where will you sleep?"

Rick pointed towards the stairs. "I will be sleeping on the couch, I don't think Evie would want me sleeping in bed with another woman, even if it is her from another time." Even now he was getting confused.

Nefertiti smiled. "Alright then, good night." She turned and blew on the lamp, she was puzzled when it stayed on. "You have the strangest candles I have ever seen."

Rick kept himself from laughing but only just. It was hard to tell at times that she wasn't from this time. "I will handle this candle." He snapped the lamp off, leaving the room in complete darkness. His room was filled with items from Evie's and his travels, so avoiding bumping into things was near impossible. He almost made it to the door when he tripped over a rather expensive vase that Evie would kill him if it broke.

He let out a steady stream of curses as he rubbed his knee that he had struck on the corner of the marble night stand. He heard a noise of feet touching the ground and he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Are you ok?" Her voice echoed the same concern Evie would have, it was unnerving. He had to keep reminding himself that she wasn't Evie.

"Yeah, I am fine, just a bump is all." He felt her take his hand and tugged. He got to his feet, tempted to take the woman who held his hand and kiss her, but he resisted.

Nefertiti gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, then laid on the bed. Did Rashidi know that the woman in her body was not Nefertiti? She closed her eyes and imagined herself at a magnificent wedding, though it was not to the horrid traitor Imhotep, but to Rashidi. He loved her for who she was, not what she was, Imhotep didn't even like her.

She heard Rick leave the room and she felt sorry for the man. He missed his wife terribly, if only she knew how to get back to her own time and bring Evie back.

Rick leaned against the wall. He couldn't even go a day without Evie there, he was still reeling from Jonathon's death and he didn't have Evie there to help him through it, worse even, she was probably still hurting from it where she was.

Even worse, if it could get worse, she was in the same time as Imhotep and he couldn't protect her from him, she was on her own. Unless this Rashidi guy that Nefertiti kept talking about would protect her. He lay on the couch and turned off the light, hoping to sleep without any dreams.

In another time...

Imhotep sat in the throne room, late in the night. Princess Nefertiti hadn't been herself and he was wondering why. She forgot things, either forgot or didn't know in the first place. He stroked his chin, trying to figure out who the imposter was. She certainly looked like the Princess and sounded like her, but she didn't act like her. She was suddenly an early riser, was no longer picky about the food she ate, and didn't depend on any of the servants to bathe her or brush her long hair. She glared at him whenever she saw him, which wasn't unusual except she did it even when the Pharaoh was there. Nefertiti usually hid her hostility in front of the Pharaoh, to prove she had dignity.

He could possibly use this to his advantage, he had no idea if the real Princess was alive, but as long as this Princess was useful, he didn't care. He was sure that he had gotten rid of the Medjai lover, Nefertiti knew that he would kill Rashidi if they pursued their hidden relationship.

He got up on his feet and slipped out of the throne room, time to see if he was right. Moving like a snake, he moved silently down the long halls and into the sleeping Princess's room. He wasn't surprised that their was no guards at her door, Nefertiti never liked having guards hovering over her while she slept, especially when she was capable over protecting herself.

He listened as her heard her softly mumble. "Alex..." Imhotep raised a brow. "Another suitor perhaps, not likely since he knew every person in the palace and there was none there by that name. He listened closely again, hearing the name Jonathon. Did she mean Joniaton, that bumbling oaf of a Medjai?

She opened her almond color eyes and was about to scream. Imhotep covered her mouth tightly, muffling her sound. "Make a sound, and I will expose you as the imposter you are."

Evie gasped. He had caught her!