The explorers hopped into Ben's car, through the rear view mirror; Ben and Abigail could see Riley trying to make conversation with Tara.
"Tara?" Abigail questioned
"Yes cousin." Tara replied
"How are things in your house?" Abigail asked
"A bit boring, really. Mum and Dad are off doing research in Peru and Christopher is still shagging EVERY girl in Carlisle-"
"Who's Christopher?" Riley asked nervously
"My brother, older by two months." Tara remarked
Riley breathed a sigh of relief, Ben noticed this and let out a slight laugh. Abigail shot him a dirty look, Ben straightened up in a heartbeat.
"Anyway, they all send their love. Even though Christopher still hates you for embracing your German roots. " Tara remarked
"I have always been German, Tara. You can't hate me for that." Abigail argued
"I sure as hell can't." Tara mumbled
"Tara, be quiet." Abigail ordered
Tara was silent the rest of the ride, they all boarded a private jet to Somerset, England and arrived around supper. Tara, who had visited Somerset once, led the explorers up a hill and to a resting spot.
"Well we're in Somerset. Now we just got to get to Glastonbury." Ben explained
"On foot how long will it take?" Abigail asked Tara
"A day's worth probably, perhaps two days." Tara replied as she tied up her boots.
"Then we better not waste time here." Ben said as he rose from his spot and started to walk away
Riley didn't know if this journey was worth it, it could turn out he wasn't related to Arthur. But even if he wasn't, one good thing came out of this hopeless journey...Tara.