Abigail, Riley, and Rachel were waiting in the signing room for Ben to return. Riley was slouched down in a bench by the door, looking bored. Rachel sat next to Abigail on a similar bench opposite Riley.

"So." Abigail began. "How old are you?"

"Fifteen." She answered.

"So, are you and Ben related..."

"Nah, it's just easier to make it look that way around people."

"Are you Riley's sister or something."

Rachel snorted in laughter. "What makes you say that." She said once she had stopped laughing.

"Well, you two fight like brother and sister so much..."

"Ah, yeah I can see where you could draw that conclusion."

They sat in silence for a few seconds. Riley had begun snoring on his bench.

"So how did you end up with them, doing this whole treasure hunt thing?" Abigail asked her.

Oh crap...what was the cover story she had used with Ben and Riley again...Right, partial memory loss...But there was more...Arg why had she let the information go into one of the file cabinets in the way back of her mind?

"Well. They were looking for the Charlotte, that's a ship, on this little ice cap north of the Arctic Circle. Apparently I was lying in a snowdrift as they passed by."

Abigail looked surprised. "Really?"

Rachel nodded.

"How did you get out there?"

Rachel opened her mouth to give her the real answer when she remembered that she couldn't remember.

"I can't remember. I can remember small bits and pieces from my life but nothing specific. All my historical knowledge seems to be intact but not much else."

There were more holes in that explanation than Swiss cheese but what could she do? She was stuck in one of her favorite movies, as a minor. It wasn't that easy to work with.

Abigail looked sympathetic. "Well that's terrible!

Just then Ben came into the signing room.

"Hey what did you score?" Riley asked, jumping up from his bench.

"I found some kind of ocular device. The vision to see the treasured past." He said showing them the glasses.

He handed them to Riley and took the declaration from Abigail.

"They're like early American X-ray specs."

"Benjamin Franklin invented something like these." Abigail said thoughtfully.

"Actually, I think he invented these." Rachel said.

"What do we do with them?" Riley asked.

Rachel sighed. "Okay Riley use your common sense. They are glasses, the cipher said the vision to see the treasured past, what do you think we're going to do? Eat them?"

Riley was just about to answer when Ben interrupted. "Alright you two cut it out."

They carefully slid the declaration out of its sleeve.

"Whew." Ben said.

"What?"

"It's just that the last time this was here, it was being signed." Ben said happily.

"Ben there's another tour coming."

He nodded. "Turn it over." He instructed.

"Careful." Abigail said.

"Spectacles." He looked through them for a few seconds. "Oooh. Oh."

"What do you see?" Abigail asked.

"What is it? Is it a treasure map?" Riley was getting antsy.

"It says heere at the wall, spelled with two E's." Ben said thoughtfully.

He handed Abigail the glasses and she looked at the map.

"Why can't they just say go to this place here's the treasure, spend wisely?" Riley asked.

"Now Riley what would be the fun in that?" Rachel chided.

"Yea Riley what would be the fun in that." Ben added.

Abigail then handed the glasses to Rachel, Riley trying to grab them on the pass but missing again.

"Wow, that is...cool."

Ben had walked over to the window and pulled aside the blinds. "Oh no."

Riley joined him while Abigail and Rachel put the declaration back in the sleeve.

"How did they find us?" Riley asked.

"Ian has nearly unlimited resources, and he's smart."

"Not to mention a dork." Rachel mumbled.

"I don't think we can get out of here without being spotted."

"Well, we don't want them to have the declaration or the glasses. but we especially don't want them to have them both together."

"So what do we do?"

Rachel nodded. "We separate the lock from the key."

"We're splitting up." Ben finished.

"Good idea." Abigail said.

"Really?"

"Me and Rachel will take this and those." He said, putting the glasses in his jacket pocket and slinging the red case over his shoulder. "You take that." He handed them the white case with the declaration inside. "Meet us at the car and call if you have any problems."

"Like if we get caught and killed?" Riley said as she and Ben started to walk out.

"Yeah. That would be a big problem. Take care of her." He instructed.

"I will." Both Abigail and Riley said, obviously thinking about different things.

She and Ben walked down the steps of the building and quickly across the courtyard, heading towards a crossing.

"As soon as that buss gets behind us start running." He mumbled as they crossed the street.

Once the buss was almost directly behind them the two took off.

They could see Phil behind them, catching up. They raced into the cemetery, hiding behind a couple on tombstones.

Then she remembered that there was another one of Ian's merry men creeping around to their side.

She grabbed Ben's sleeve and started running, ducked below the tombstones to avoid the bullets whizzing above her. It was easier said then done for Ben though.

Once they made their way out of the cemetery they paused outside to catch their breath.

That was until Phil rounded he corner and they had to take off again.

"Oh come on!" Ben said.

He led her up some scaffolding on the side of a building and up onto the rooftops. Running across them.

They reached the end of the road. There was scaffolding ready to take them down but if they tried Phil would get his shot.

"Hey Gates. Enough man. Give me the document." He ordered.

"Alright Phil." Ben said, taking off the case and tossing it through the air. Once they had their chance they climbed down and ran off.

Ben's phone rang on their way back to the car.

"What?" He answered.

A one sided phone conversation is really uncool.

"What?" He said again.

"Yeah, okay. You alright? You both alright?"

"We'll be fine. Meet us at the car."

Then he hung up.

"Ian got the declaration."

Rachel groaned. "I really hate that guy."

The walked the rest of the distance to the car. It was only then that she remembered that the FBI were waiting. Unfortunately she was too late and before she knew it and and Ben were up against the car.

This was why nobody in so self insert stories went with Ben. (not including the Riley/OC romance thing)

This was just great.

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