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I'd been frowning at Riley's computer practically the entire time. It really confused me. "Are we getting any closer?" Ian piped up. "Assuming Ben's theory is correct, and my tracking model is accurate, we should be getting very close. Don't go by me-I broke a shoe lace this morning." We all looked at him. He looked up from the model. "It's a bad omen." He said as though it were obvious. "Shall we turn around and go home then?" Ian asked. "I say we just dump him out here, Riley would make a good snack for a polar bear." I said smiling.

"Yeah, okay, not funny." He said. I smiled. "Riley, you're not missing that little windowless cubicle we found you in, are you?" Ben asked.

"No, No. Absolutely not." Riley said smiling nervously. "You have no idea how much I love doing this." He added. Us three smiled. A few minutes later, Riley's computer started beeping. "We're here." Riley announced we got out of the snowmobile, so did the other members.

"I thought we were looking for a ship." Victor, who had gotten out of the other snowmobile, spoke up, looking around confused.

We spread out with metal detectors. I heard Shaw ask Riley again. "I thought we were looking for a ship. How could a ship end up way out here?" He asked. I heard Riley give a very confusing explanation. "Don't go out too far." Ben told his niece. She smiled and rolled her eyes. She tended to do things like that often. 10 minutes later I heard Ben call out. "I got something!" We rushed over to where he was. 4 hours later we got the entire thing (well what was left of it anyways) dug out. "Let's go make some history!" Ben shouted. I smiled and nodded. I followed him into a cabin looking room. I examined a barrel and heard Riley give a shout. "Jeez!" He shouted. I smiled. He saw a creepy looking dead body. "You handled that well." Ben said. I scoped around when I pulled the top off a barrel. "Gun powder." I flinched slightly at how close Ian was. We let out all the gun powder searching for who knows what. When Ben called out. "I found something." we opened the package to see a pipe in a box. "A Meerschaum pipe." Ian noted. I winced as Ben cut his finger and used his blood as ink for the reading. Ben read the reading. I frowned my mind racing a million miles an hour. "Prison." Shaw spoke up, I raised my eyebrows at him. "Albuquerque." Riley spoke up. "See I can do it too. Snorkel." I silently laughed at the battle of the sidekicks. "Prison. Fifty-five and iron pen. Like I said, an iron pen is a prison." Shaw said as though it made total sense. "Or it could be the ink at the time was iron gall ink, so it's just a pen. Then why say iron pen? No…, no that's stupid." Ben noted. I stopped listening to think once more. When I heard, "The Declaration of Independence." Ian said. "Wow," I whispered. An invisible map? On The Declaration of Independence? Wow. "Well, we'll have to arrange a way to examine it." Ian said. "Are you kidding? They're not just going to let us waltz in and run chemical tests on the back of The Declaration of Independence." Ben said. "Then what do you propose we do?" Ian asked.

"I don't know!" Ben's voice went sharp. "We could borrow it…" Ian mumbled. My jaw dropped. "Steal it? I don't think so." Ben replied. I nodded in agreement. "Ben…" Ian was trying to be convincing, but I knew better. Anyone who respected history wouldn't do that to the most important document in history. So Ben clearly wouldn't do that. I clamped my jaw from telling Ian and his buddies off. "The treasure of the Knights Templar is the treasure of all treasures." Ian finished.

"Oh, really? I didn't know that." Ben said the sarcasm dripping in his voice.

"Look, Ben…I understand your bitterness. I really do. You've spent your entire life searching for this treasure, only to have the respected historical community to treat you and your family with mockery and contempt," Ian said. I frowned at him from a couple feet away. What is he up to? "You should be able to rub this treasure in their arrogant faces. I want you to have a chance to do that." He was still fairly close to me. What is he up to?

"How?" Ben asked. I swallowed. He wasn't seriously considering this! I wouldn't let him! "We all have our area of expertise. Mine's not just limited to writing checks." My eyes drifted over to see where Ian was. Barley two feet from me. Was he following me? Creepy…

"In another life…I arranged a number of operations of…questionable legality." Ian kept talking. My eyes kept on the floor, and swallowed.

"I'd take his word for it." Shaw's voice took a cold turn instead of that stupidity he almost sounded like he knew what he and others were doing.

"Don't worry. I'll make all the arrangements." Ian said reassuring Ben. I gasped mentally.

"No." Ben's voice was firm. Thank God, too. Closer he came. I walked over near Ben; he stayed a yard away from me. "I really need you to help me here." Ian gave off a coaxing tone.

"Ian…I'm not going to let you steal The Declaration of Independence." Damn right we're not! Ben stood. I walked a little farther from the two. Ian inched a foot, or maybe a little less, near me. I couldn't help but flinch.

"Okay." Ian wasn't happy with Ben's response. Shaw pulled something out of his pocket. I gasped it was a black handgun pointed at Ben. "From this point on all you're going to be is hindrance." Ian said.

"What? Are you gonna shoot me, Shaw?" Ben asked. "Well you can't shoot me, there's more to the riddle. Information I have. You don't." He said. Wait does that mean that he's now gonna say-

"Tell me what I need to know Ben, or I'll shoot the girl." The gun took a turn, towards me. Seriously? He could've bothered to know my name though now it didn't really matter. Yup; I stood frozen where I was. "Hey!" Riley and I exclaimed, having no idea what else to say.

"Quiet!" Ian silenced us. I glared at him. Riley took a step toward me, but Ian saw. "Don't. Move." He instructed. Oh. Crap. I'm going to die. Ben struck a flare quickly, "Look at where you're standing. All that gun powder. I drop this, we all go up." Ben said. My eyes widened. Ian had gotten closer, but Ben noticed now and inched toward me. I really shouldn't have come. "What happens when the flare burns down?" Ian asked. More staring and I went back to glaring at him. "Tell me what I need to know Ben." Ian's eyes didn't leave my glaring icy cold ones. "You need to know…if Shaw can catch!" That's when it happened. All too, quickly. Ian caught it quickly, he laughed coldly, but his arm nearly caught on fire. He dropped it; I felt a tug on my hood, "Riley!" I yelled, as he was the closest to me. I understood, Ian was trying to take me with him as his hostage. "ROSE!" Ben yelled. It went by so completely fast. Riley grabbed on to me, and yanked me away from the hand on my hood. The owner of that hand had been shoved out of the fire-filled room. The door closed and locked. "Rose, Riley! Get over here!" I raced to where he was. "What is it?"

"Smugglers hold get in!" He shouted, shoving me in. I kept my head down as the ship blew up in smithereens. I tried to get up when it was over but they held me down. Pieces of wood fell down with force all around us. "You okay?" Riley asked me. "Y-yeah…" I was breathing heavily. "Just a little shocked." I panted. Ben's eyes wandered over to me. I rolled my eyes, he hates it when I say I'm shocked because of how I reacted to the shock of my mother's death. What with the vomiting and no eating or talking policy I had for days. "What are we going to do?" I asked Ben. "We're going back to the states." He said as though it were obvious. "I mean about Ian, he's going to steal The Declaration of Independence, Ben." I said. We all knew it.

"We stop him."