Well here's the next chapter, I hope you find it magnificant. Or Excellent. Or amazing. Or good. Or just okay. It would be good if you liked it in one of the ways I've just mentioned. :-)

Disclaimer: I hate writing this thing. Because Obviously i do not own National Treasure, or I would be bloody rich and not writing it for fan fiction...:-) lol. Oh well, I guess I have to do it because I like writing fan fiction. So with out furthur ado or distractions: I do not own anything that has to do with National Treasure.

Here's Chapter 6!

Cecilia judged the distance between herself and her target and quickly acted. She pulled up the dart gun and shot three times, managing to catch Knox by surprise- two darts had found their target.

As Knox fell she knew she didn't have much time before he woke again, and his burly friend Dylan, for that matter. She didn't stop to look at Riley, he was dead, and she was going to carry out his last wishes if it killed her too. A tear slid down her cheek as she frantically threw things aside. And finally she found it, after long last. And it had been in plane sight! She cried to herself at how easy it should have been for them to get out of there.

She threw open the door, and the two figures stumbled out, blinking furiously.

"What the hell is happening out here?" Ben demanded.

Cecilia ignored the question, "Hi, I'm Cecilia Thompson, we haven't met. Your questions can all be answered later, now we have to go."

She attempted to usher them out, hoping they wouldn't see Riley. She was totally going to go to hell for this.

"Where is he? Where's Riley!?" Abigail yelled at her, her beautifully done up hair looking frazzled but no less beautiful. Her white dress was smudged with soot in places as well, but otherwise she still looked like a radiant bride. A pissed off bride, but a bride none the less.

"He's fine, he went ahead to secure our ride. Now let's go!"

"But, we…"

"GO!" she shouted.

And they would have made it out, if Ben hadn't turned to look one last time. Ben's eyes widened and he pulled out of her grasp running back and dropping to his knees beside the crumpled form. He gently pulled his friend's head into his own lap, cradling him.

Abi was at his side in an instant, tears streaming down both of their cheeks.

"We need to go!" Cecilia pleaded with them. "They're gonna wake up soon and we are gonna all die. He died to save us, don't make his sacrifice in vain!"

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In the hazy state of his mind Riley could hear them, but not really make out what they were saying. He heard Cecilia crying and wished he had never brought her into this.

Riley suspected that something weird was going on. And he knew Dylan had something to do with it. But he didn't know how to prove it to Seduski, and he couldn't go to Ben, because that would blow the whole thing. So instead, he called up his best friend who he hadn't spoken with in years. Not since they had decided to break off their engagement. They had agreed that staying friends was the best thing and that they would keep in tact.

Yeah, like that happened. It took some convincing, but he finally got her to agree to help him.

When she arrived, he had been so relieved. They began snooping around without alerting anyone.

And then it happened. They had been having dinner in the apartment when his phone had rung. It was Seduski. He had been informed that Ben and Abi had both been kidnapped two hours previously. He had excused himself from dinner and cried himself into a fitful sleep.

"We can't leave him!" Ben shouted.

"He's dead," she yelled back. "And besides… (She paused, hating to play this card) he never forgave you. The only reason he came back was because Seduski offered to pay him a large sum for his help."

"I don't believe you," Ben said without looking up. Somehow he had known that something wasn't right from the begining. He just had no idea what it was.

"And you shouldn't, that bitch is a compulsive liar,"

They all spun around, Ben still clutching Riley.

"Dylan! Hi, how's it going? We were just getting ready to…" Cecilia stammered.

"Leave? Yes I got that impression after you shot me with the darts. I don't think I liked that at all." he said, advancing upon her.

"Stop, haven't you done enough?" Ben pleaded. "I'm sure if you cooperate, we could get you a deal."

"There are no deals for me Gates! And there's no saving you!" he pulled the trigger.

Abi screamed and Cecilia cried out. Ben was stuck, unable to move, knowing that in less than a second he would be dead. But the pain never came. He looked up in shock as a blur raced in front of him, and then dropped like a stone.

"Well, the kid has guts. Or had guts, you know, I bet you could see them if…."

And suddenly he was dead, lying in a heap on the floor. Seduski stood on the stairwell surveying them, re-holstering his side arm.