"Quick!" shouted Nathan, as he hauled his backpack over his shoulder and pulled Elena. "They're here!"

"Who?"

"Later... Just come on!"

The two ran across the lawn to the wall and Nathan gave Elena a boost over, before jumping and hauling himself up. They crouched and moved slowly along the wall and up to the corner. As they turned it they froze, as just then they saw a group of five men armed with FAL assault rifles. Nathan upholstered his gun and Elena did the same.

They fired the one shot each, taking out the first two men, and then took cover behind some columns. The third man began firing as the other two found cover behind their Jeep. Nathan swiftly turned out of cover, shot to kill the man and then took cover again. Elena was the one to take out the other two as she had stealthily flanked them, without even Nathan knowing.

"Wow!" exclaimed Nathan, astonished at Elena's skill.

"What did you expect?" she replied, jokily.

The couple returned to their hotel by the early morning and Nathan sat down at a desk, which he had blanketed in photos and research notes. He opened his backpack, which he had placed on the floor to the right side of his chair, and pulled out the charcoal rubbings he had taken.

As Elena opened the doors to the balcony to let in the sun, a gust of wind gently lifted her hair and then moved some of Nathan's papers. However, he was too concentrated on his work to notice. He was rearranging the rubbings to try and recreate the map which the engravings once were.

"Ah ha!" he exclaimed, having finished piecing together the puzzle. "I have finished working on the map! Take a look."

Elena strode slowly to the desk, leant over the back of Nathan's chair and admired his work. "Where do you think it is?" she asked, with a furrowed brow, after thinking for some time.

"I translated some of these symbols," he replied, pointing to some obscure symbols. "This is in Peru. We can get there easily by plane. I'll have Sully hook us up."

"Purrs like a kitten, doesn't she?" chuckled Sully, patting the water plane on the side.

"Sure," shouted Nathan, sarcastically, through the engine's noise.

"Sounds more like a roaring lion to me," Elena remarked. She grabbed the wing and hopped through the door.

Sully and Nathan followed shortly after and sat down in the cock pit. Elena sat down and then opened her bag. She pulled out a book on archaeology and began reading. Nathan took a look and then prepared for takeoff as Sully's co-pilot.

"Still a beginner, I see," Sully laughed.

"Sure... But, damn! You should see her with a gun!"

Hours past before the trio and their plane came in sight of their destination. Nathan turned back to Elena and spoke, "Almost there!" His words were joyous, but his tone changed drastically as he turned around. "Oh, crap!"

Sully jumped out of his seat and grabbed the three parachutes. He put one on and handed another to Elena. He left the last for Nathan and jumped. Nathan began to get out f his seat when he shouted an order at Elena, "Jump!"

Elena leapt out of the plane and, just like her husband had taught her, counted to five before pulling the cord. The parachute expanded immediately and she looked up to see if she could see Nathan. And she could; he was still in the cockpit. She saw him begin to get up as the left wing exploded.

"NATE!"