Here's the next one, it too is also on the shorter side, but they'll get longer. I promise.

Disclaimer: I don't own National Treasure.

Chapter 2:

"Riley we have been best friends since first grade…we dated for 3 years…we were engaged for Christ sake; I think I can pretend that we're a newly wed couple. Although I'm pretty sure that's the exact opposite description of us in the end." the petite blonde named Cecilia said with slight sarcasm.

"Ouch…" he winced. "That wasn't necessary,"

"But it's true. So let's go and get your friends."

He stopped her for a moment; hand on her shoulder, their eyes meeting. It was as if time had stopped for a minute, but then things sped right back up. He removed his hand and she grabbed the key's from him.

"Hey!" he cried after her, "You are not driving my car!"

"Too late! Hurry up!" she shouted back to him.

"Well… (he couldn't think of anything) …Fine!"

He sighed, shaking his head in defeat. With her, he could never win.

Ben sat quietly in the corner desperately trying to figure a way out of this. This was not where he wanted to be, especially on the day of his wedding. And Abi, oh dear lord was he afraid she'd lose it. After all their careful and meticulous planning their wedding had still been ruined. Not in the way she had thought, in a new way completely, a way that had never even crossed her mind. They had been kidnapped by some creep- as he had found out on their way here- who was obsessed with getting money; their money. And now they were being held in a place that no one would ever find: a secret room in the basement of a gala in DC.

Not that he wanted anyone to find him, especially not his mom or dad. It could be extremely dangerous and he didn't want them hurt. And Riley, well he didn't even think Riley would bother coming. They had had a falling out at least a month ago. The two best friends had not spoken since. He didn't even know where Riley was; let alone how he could help. Riley had even gone so far as to not show up for his best friends wedding.

He didn't really want Riley coming for him either, because Riley could get hurt too. And even though he was pissed as hell at the guy, he didn't want him hurt. The question was how to get out of here? It was pitch black and he couldn't see a thing. He had been trying to feel around the wall for hours, but was afraid that this secret room only opened from the outside.

"Abi? Are you alright?" he asked softly, feeling for his wife to be- or rather should be now wife.

"I'm fine," she said tiredly. "How's the search coming?"

"Not good," he admitted feeling guilty.

"Don't worry, we'll find the way out," she replied with all the determination she could muster. The air was getting thick in here and they both knew that it would start running out soon.

Ben held on to her tight and closed his eyes.