I know, I know, I know. It's been ages since I've updated, but this week and next week should be good becuase I want to get right into the action by Xmas. So to make sure I do, I've done a proper plan (not just a short crappy one like I'd done before), including the script for it. So unless I get to a strange bit, I've got no excuse for writers block. Here's to Toxic-Beetle, just like last time, for poking me with a stick to get me to update, so thank her for making me do it!

Sam

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Stepping back into their driveway was somewhat of a release for Abigail, who was glad to be home. Her large house seemed more prestigious than usual from spending over a week in smaller housing again. Ryan, who stood beside her clutching his Egyptian book that he had been reading in the car (how he didn't get carsick she didn't know), looked up at it with amazement.

"Home sweet home." Ben said, hugging Abigail from behind before starting to take their luggage up to the house. Michael hurried along beside him, awfilled.

"Seriously, you guys live here?" He asked, looking around him like he was inside a TV programme.

"Yeah."

"Whoa." He replied, then snapped back in what could be called a 'normal' state of mind for Michael and carried on walking as if this were completely regular for him. "Nice place."

Shaking his head sympathecially at Michael while silently laughing at his strange antics that reminded him so much of Riley, Ben grinned. "Thanks."

Abigail took Ryan's bag, and started to follow the others, beckoning to her younger brother to follow her. "Is this my home now?" He asked her.

Abigail looked at him with a smile that for once, she didn't have to drag to her face. "Yes, sweetie."

"With you?"

She nodded. "Just like we said on the plane. We'll live together now."

"So I can see you everday?" He checked, his head tilting to one side in a cute way.

"Of course." She said, and he smiled, running ahead to catch up to Ben and Michael. Abigail was only a few steps behind him as the door of their house swung open and Riley emerged.

"Ben! Abi! You're back early." He said, as if he had simply opened the door and not expected to see them there, but Riley always seemed constantly confused unless he was talking about things that the others didn't seem to understand.

"We managed to get onto an earlier flight." Ben explained.

Riley turned to hug Abigail. "You Ok?" He asked her.

She hugged him back and then parted with the smallest of smiles, but still convincing. "I'm Ok." She assured him.

"Good to hear."

"Riley, this is my brother Michael." She explained, and the two men shook hands.

"The infamous Riley Poole." Michael smirked.

"The not-so-infamous Michael Chase." Riley countered, then turned to the boy tugging on his trouser leg. "And Ryan - Little man, good to see you again pal. I don't think you remember me do you?" He checked.

Ryan nodded, to his surprise. "You gave me money at Abi's wedding." He remembered.

The others laughed, but Riley patted Ryan on the head. "Yes, I did. But I was very drunk that night."

"I know." Ryan said, dismissing it evenly. "You danced funny. Abi said that you had drunk enough to fill a swimming pool."

"Did she now?" Riley asked, raising an eyebrow at Abigail who looked away innocently.

"Riley dances like that all the time, Ryan." Ben told him, and the boy laughed. "Now come on, kiddo, let's go find your new bedroom."

Ben came downstairs about twenty minutes later with Ryan, who rushed straight away to the PlayStation that Riley had set up for him. Ben went into the kitchen were the others were drinking coffee, trying to wake up from the overnight flight without throwing off their sleep pattern. Abigail handed him a cup as he sat down beside her.

"I managed to clear things up before you guys got back." Riley explained timidly.

Abigail smirked. "From all the girls you had here when we were gone?" She asked.

Riley frowned at her strangely, as if trying to figure out which illegal mediaction she was on. "No, from when Ian was here."

She nearly dropped her mug. "What!" She exclaimed.

"Riley, you don't know for sure that it was him." Ben doubled up, not wanting Abigail to worry about Ian being able to get into their house.

"Ian was here? In our house?" She asked.

"It was him, Ben." Riley said surely. Ignoring Abigail's question.

"No, you don't know that." He pointed out again.

"Who else would it be?" Riley asked dramatically. "Who else would break into your house and steal information for a treasure hunt?"

That hit the nail on the head. Abigail's head snapped quickly between Riley's and Ben's looking for an explanation. "Treasure hunt? What treasure hunt?"

Ben sighed. "Riley..."

Riley cut him off, however. "Ben, have you not been in your study? The place is trashed!"

Abigail looked between the two men and then at her brother, who looked as clueless as she did. "Does anyone want to tell me what in God's name is going on?" She asked tiredly.

Ben threw a glare at Riley before explaining the situation without meeting anyone's gaze. "Riley was chasing up a lost treasure."

"And Ian found out." Riley continued. "My whole computer was taken, and our studies were trashed."

Abigail sighed, putting her head in her hands for a moment, before running her fingers through her hair and lifting her head again to look at Riley. "What else was taken?" She asked in a hollow tone.

"All of my Egyptian history books that I had notes in." He explained.

"What kind of notes?" Ben asked.

"Notes of where it might be." He said obviously.

"Where what might be?" Ben and Abigail asked together.

Riley looked dumbfounded for a moment, then remembered that he hadn't told him what he had been looking for and quickly explained. "The Necklace of Isis." He said.

"Isis?"

"She was an Egyptian goddess, Ben."

Ben rolled his eyes. "I know who Isis was, thank you, Riley."

"Wait a second," Abigail said, holding up a hand and looking at Riley with keen interest. "...You found it?"

"You know it?" He asked in a slightly high-pitched, amazed voice.

"Have you found it?" She repeated clearly.

"Do you know it?"

"Riley!"

"I might have done. Do you know about the Necklace?" He asked her.

She nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, I know it."

Ben looked at his wife with a frown, as did Michael. "Abi, how?" Riley asked.

Abigail was silent, not knowing how to explain, but it was Michael who came forward and explained. "She's always known about it." He told them. "Since before she could talk."

"That's impossible." Riley scoffed, "She can't have known about it her whole life."

"Why not?" Ben asked. "If someone told her the story and she remembered it-"

"No one knows the story, Ben." Riley confirmed. "The only ones who did know were the ones associated with it in some way or form. Last I checked, Abi wasn't three thousand years old."

"Five." Abigail said.

"What?" Riley asked.

"The Necklace would be five thousand years old, not three." She corrected.

"See." Ben said, backing Abigail up.

"Ben. It's impossible." Riley tried to reason.

"Well if it's so impossible how did you find out about it?" Michael asked.

"Because I found the legend." Riley said proudly.

"You have the Isis Reforms?" Abigail asked astounded.

Again, Riley looked at her like she was insane. "How the hell did you know it was called that?"

"Do you have it or not?" Ben asked.

Riley nodded. "It's the one thing Ian didn't take."

"Where is it?" He asked.

Riley nodded upstairs. "In my safe. C'mon, I'll show you."

A/N: So, for lack of updates, I'm getting straight to the action now. Characters have been brought in, time for the adventure :D What do you think so far?