We are close to the end of the story. You guys should let me know if you want a squeal or not. If you do it will be very different from the second movie.

Enjoy

I woke up to someone nudging me in my side. The sun was bright as it was every day in Egypt. I raised my arm above my head to see Ardeth saying that we reached our destination. Sometime in the earlier morning we traded places in the car. I could hear children and a herd of goats. Ardeth got out of the back seat when we stopped.

I stretched my tense muscles and glance around. I stand up in the seat about to jump out when Rick grabs me around the waist. He slowly sets me on the ground. It was just like the first night I met him.

"Still the ever charming one." For the first time in years I smiled, a big genuine smile.

He struggle his shoulders, "Old habits. Now let's go. We have to catch up to them." I nodded my head determined. We were going to save her.

I walked behind Rick as we walked on the hot desert sand. An old white man sat in a chair as a boy held an umbrella to shade him from the sun. "Morning, Winston. Uh, a word?" Rick requested as we walked closer.

"What's your little problem got to do with His Majesty's Royal Air Corps?" The old man asked.

"Not a damn thing." He replied.

"Is it dangerous?" I narrowed my guys at the man.

Jonathan cut in. "You probably won't live through it."

"By Jove, do you really think so?" I feel like I missed something when I was sleeping.

"Everybody else we've bumped into has died. Why not you?"

"What's the, uh- What's the challenge then?"

"Rescue the damsel in distress, kill the bad guy and save the world."

Winston laughed as I he was ready to die. "Oh! Winston Havelock at your service, sir."

Without further due Winston led us over to his plane. I walked next to Rick, "I see you made some decent friends."

He chuckled and threw an arm around me. He knew I was curious about the man, "I was enlisted in the French Foreign Legion where I met our dear friend. He wanted to die along with his comrades in war, but as you can see he still lives."

"You never told me that." I said put off.

"Well we never got around to it now did we?"

"I suppose not. We have a lot of catching up to do." As we made it to the plane I could see that there were only two seats. "How are we supposed to fit on there?" Rick looked at me with a smile.

…

I don't know how angry I was at the moment. I was too busy clinging to the wing of the plane next to a frightened Jonathan. We were tied down tightly. The wind blew hard against our faces. Thank god for the goggles.

Winston was flying the plane and Rick was sitting in the seat behind him. A machine gun was attached to the plane before him. He lucky that this was the only choice we had in finding Evy. My hair would be very tangled after this.

Next to us Rick whistled, "Are you alright?" he had to shout over the harsh wind.

"Do l bloody look all right?" Jonathan shouted.

"Richard O'Connell if we live through this I will kill you!" I was angrier at the d man for doing unnecessary flips and turns.

Rick shook his head and went to ask Ardeth the same thing.

As we got closer to the city, a cloud of sand was aside of us. Hopefully it was a just a small sandstorm. Winston did a few turns and below us I could see three people on the ground. I wonder if anyone else saw them.

My gut had this dropping feeling as if something was about to happen. I could hear Rick shout. I turned to see what he was looking at. A huge wall of sand was descending upon us. Out of nowhere the plane went straight down pass the city. We all dived down as the sand followed us.

I grab onto Jonathan as the sand starts to take us. The bullets were useless against it. We were all screaming. I didn't want to die like this. I just got my husband back. The plane spun in circles and we could not see through the sand.

Suddenly, the sand fell to the ground, but it was too late. The engine caught fire and we spun out of control. The last thing I remember was the plane hitting the ground.

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I opened my eyes groaning. I was lying in the sand a few feet from the plane. I could see Ardeth getting up. I sat up and took the cap off of my head. I shook out my head and stood up. Rick fell out of his seat in the plane.

I laughed for a moment and he turned to me. "Sorry," I said with a smile still on my face.

I heard Jonathan, "Excuse me. Um, a little help would be useful... if it's not too much trouble!" Jonathan said from out of sight.

Rick went around the plane as I faced our surroundings. Ardeth took the gun off of the plane. We would be sure to need it. We were still close to Hamunaptra.

"Winston! Hey, Winston!" I walked over to them to see if they needed help. However, Winston didn't move. Rick went to check on him. Rick turned in silence. The man's pulse was gone. Suddenly the plane began to sink. "Quicksand! Get back! It's quicksand."

The four of us moved back from the area where the plane landed. I placed my hand on Rick's shoulder as he saluted. He gestured for us to leave. It was time to go save Evy.

Sorry for the short chapter, but I want to save the rest of the story for last. I'm starting the next chapter as soon as I finish posting this one.