Ardeth stood in the living room talking to Rick and Evy about Heather's situation. For Ardeth, it was hard for him to believe that Imhotep could be kind to anyone. Surely Imhotep planned to use her for his own gain. However, it had never occurred to him that Heather would care about him so much, let alone like him as she did already. Imhotep had already begun the process of her memories awakening, and once started it could not be stopped. Heather would simply be forced to live through her past life memories once again. Ardeth could currently hear Heather as she tossed and turned trying to sleep. She was probably dreaming something she wished only to escape from now and in the past as well.
Heather's dreams always seemed dark and empty, but lately had been anything but. She was learning more about her past life, and secretly deep down it frightened her. The common themes in her dreamed seemed to haunt her when she was awake. Now, as her dream went black, she cried out and sat up in her bed sweating slightly. The dream had been too hard for her to sleep through, and it would probably repeat itself until it finally passed. Heather heard a knock at the door, and secretly cursed herself. Why was she always loud enough to be heard through closed doors when frightened? It was so unfair to her, yet it was simply the reality she lived in. Heather reluctantly pushed the sheets off her, deciding she should answer the knock at her door.
She shouldn't have been surprised to see Ardeth there, and he seemed a little worried about her. His voice was soft, as if he didn't want to wake anyone else in the house. Heather could hear them still downstairs still debating what to do. "Are you okay?" At first she wanted to lie and say yes, but she couldn't lie to Ardeth. Though she had just met him, he was always honest with her. She wanted to be honest with him too, plus she knew she needed a little comfort. Ardeth seemed to be a friend to her now, whether she wanted him to be or not. He was always watching out for her, and he must have rushed to her when she woke up. Reluctantly Heather shook her head, before going back to her bed.
She sat down looking at the floor while speaking. It was easier for her if she didn't look at anyone, while telling them how she felt. "My dreams, they sort of scare me more than usual lately. I wish they didn't, but they do. I can't even help it; I can't control what I dream." Ardeth sat down next to her, and she looked up at him slightly. He didn't seem annoyed by her fears, or the problems she was having. Maybe he genuinely cared for her, and it wasn't just his job that he had to do by vow or birthright. For Heather even having someone in the room next to her was a comfort. It meant she was completely alone, even though no one knew what she was going through. Ardeth seemed to study her a moment, just as Heather studied him too.
His voice was louder than just a whisper, but it was still fainter than most. Heather found it oddly comforting for her. "What happened in this dream then? It must have been a bad one to wake you up so suddenly, not to mention almost screaming from it." Ardeth knew he had to be patient, but the creature would definitely know they had figured out his plan. He couldn't stop wondering how everything would turn out in the end. Heather was still young, she had her own life to live, getting caught up in this fate didn't seem like it should be part of her destiny. Heather took a moment to think back to her dream, only to find out she couldn't remember most of it. "I don't even know what happened in it anymore. They're just always filled with sadness."
Heather began to feel tears run down her face. She didn't even know that she had felt like crying. Still, she hadn't asked for this and didn't want it to happen anymore. Ardeth tried to comfort her, in any way he knew how. He wrapped an arm around her, and simply let her cry. There was a silence except for the sound of crying throughout the room. Ardeth knew that many thoughts went through Heather's head right now, and he didn't want to interrupt them. He didn't want to make his own suggestion to her, it was her life. However, he did want to comfort her, and he tried to encourage her. The fact he had never had to comfort anyone though, did bother him a little. Ardeth never wanted to make things worse, so he simply tried his best."It doesn't have to be all bad Heather. There can be good things about this too."
Heather wiped her eyes clean of the tears with her hand. She smiled slightly from how bad Ardeth was at comforting her, but she let him try. "How can it not be bad? What's the good part of this in the end?" Ardeth shrugged, he decided to sit down again. He had been so nervous that he took to pacing in the room. He spoke a little softly; he knew Heather seemed to be comforted by it already. "You were going to be the most powerful woman in Ancient Egypt. That takes pride, strength, and honor to do the right thing." Heather looked at the floor slightly. "I don't care about that now; I want to live my own life." Heather sighed as Ardeth seemed surprised by what she said; maybe she had said the wrong thing for once.
Ardeth had never come across someone who had said that before. It made Heather unique in that she wanted to live her own life already. He thought about what to say not wanting to tell her everything at once. "Well, maybe this is part of your life now. The gods do things we can't understand, but it's for our benefit. There are many fates along our path in destiny for us." Heather studied the design of the carpet for a long time, she needed time to think about what Ardeth had said. Oddly, she said the first thing that came to her mind. "I didn't even believe in those ancient gods till now. Well, now that I found out you can raise someone from the dead, and that you can even be reincarnated and not know it."
Imhotep sat in his house trying to calm down, he was worried about Heather. He didn't want anything more than to be with the one he loved. Still he knew they were holding her back, they had to be. She hadn't come back to see him since she went home, even though she promised him she would. He was both enraged and understanding at that, but it still didn't help him any. Imhotep thought about how he had lost almost everything he cared about. The power, respect, and perhaps even a kingdom given up for the one he loved. He had even lost it all twice, and he was not going to lose it all a third. Making up his mind, he decided to go find her he always did have ways to do that. They were meant to be together, and he would do anything to keep it that way.
Rick and Evy sat in the living room of their house together still trying to figure out what to do. They were hidden behind large piles of book and document, in hopes learning something knew. Evy pulled her long hair back in a ponytail to keep it from distracting her. Her fingers ached from searching book after book, and she had a few paper cuts by now. She had found nothing so far on Heather's past, and there was certainly nothing written about her future. The frustration of finding nothing was new to her. Evy began to wonder if she'd ever find anything at all, and it was starting to seem pointless. Rick watched Evy feeling sorry for her, wishing that he could help her somehow. He didn't know how to read let alone translate Ancient Egyptian, so he merely sorted the books for her.
Heather got up deciding she no longer could try to sleep, it was beyond hope now. She made her way about the room getting dressed, so that she could make her way downstairs. The changes in her physical appearance hit her, as she looked in the mirror. Her clothing consisted of simple colors, and her hair now hung loose around her shoulders. Why she was going through this personality change hit her hard, and it suddenly scared her. She realized that she was now a mix of her past self and the self she knew. Turning around, she saw Imhotep starting to climb through her bedroom window with perfect ease. She was suddenly full of happiness, and yet she was a little nervous at the same time.
Heather shook her head seeing him at her window still surprised by it."What are you doing here?" She said it quietly, as she helped him through the window fully. He smiled at her as he looked at her. He could easily see a bit of her past self in her appearance again."I came to see you. I wanted to make sure you were alright when you didn't show up." Imhotep began to feel relief as she welcomed him. That along with her appearance told him that she still loved him, and it helped affirm that they were meant to be together. Heather smiled at him again a little surprised by how much he cared for her. Ardeth must have been wrong about him being cruel. "I'm alright, but you won't be if they find you here"
Imhotep caught the last part of her sentence, a little curious as to who she'd be so nervous about. He forgot that she had no idea that powers he had, let alone most of their past together. "Who are you talking about? Your family?" Heather looked down feeling guilt for some reason unknown to. It wasn't as if he had asked her about her family before now, and now that he did it didn't matter. Heather did however; want to protect Ardeth for some reason. She couldn't lie about him, so she kept her statement simple. "It's Ardeth, he doesn't like you." Imhotep stopped knowing the name. He should know the name of the person who always destroyed his destiny. Imhotep tried not to let his emotions show, and asked Heather softly if she knew him. "You know him?"
Heather took a breath and nodded, this wasn't getting any easier for her. In fact, the more time went by it seemed to be getting harder for her. She looked down softly, as if she had done something wrong again. To Heather it was a natural reaction, and it just happened despite what she truly felt."He's staying here with Rick and Evy. They're my Uncle and Aunt." Imhotep began to worry knowing their past history together. "Perhaps we should leave now then. I don't want to cause trouble, at least not this time." Heather caught what he said a little surprised."What do you mean this time?" Heather turned around as she heard a knock on the door interrupting her further questions. Before she could answer the door began to open, and her heart sank. There stood Ardeth and Rick.