ash-rox-I'm glad you enjoyed that. And good to see you back again. XD

lissysue85-Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Well, it stated in the first story that she was named after Lucille's grandmother, when Jeff gave her the locket and Christmas. The plans for this story were melded into the last one so that it would be a seamless transition between the two verses. I'm glad you like that. Of course I will. XD

Gilian 101-Hello again. XD Yep, she is. Lucille was Evelyn's (The Mummy Evelyn that is) granddaughter. Simply born from the fact that when I watched the second movie after seeing the third, I thought 'hmm, he kind of looks like what I would imagine a young John to look like, though his hair would be a paler shade of blond.': P It was a little something I had planned since before the first story was even written. I'm glad you enjoyed that little tidbit. XD Yep, Alan owies on the way. Little bumps very soon; major bump is a little ways away yet. Well, I'm another one of those that enjoys a bunch of fluffy family moments and there will be plenty of those after the action that is to come. XD No, you're not sounding picky. I was just in such a hurry to post this chapter before heading to class that I didn't get to look it over properly. I usually check it over at least once, though I still do miss things. My forte is music, not English. : P And of course there is more coming soon, the action is going to begin. This was just the eye of the storm. XD

err... who am i?-Aw, you make me blush! And I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter. XD That revelation has been in the plan since the beginning of my last story. Well, I'm glad it was a surprise that everyone has enjoyed. Of course, more is on the way very soon.

Pinkranger888-Yep, there mom is Alex's daughter. That she was. Sorry, I didn't mean to confuse you. But I'll break it down for you: Rick and Evelyn had Alex, who married Lin and had Lucille, who then married Jeff. And if that's not the part that confused you then I am really dense today. : P I'm glad you enjoyed the little moment between the two of them. It does suck and yes, Virge is right and has made her see that. Um, it's not the Book of the Dead that they are looking for (Which was destroyed along with Ahm Shere and the Scorpion King in the second movie), but they are looking for the Book of the Living.

Chapter Fourteen- Egypt Again

Virgil, Alan, and Evelyn ran into their father's office as it completed its transformation into Command and Control. Their father stood before the desk, looking at the image of John on one of the many monitors in the room. As Virgil, Alan, and Evelyn moved towards the computers to stand behind their father, Scott and Gordon ran into the room with Brains, Fermat, and Tin-Tin a few seconds behind them.

"You'll never guess where this one is," John stated as the group reached the monitors and Brains sat down in the chair in front of them. All those in the room knew exactly where he was talking about, for they had already been there twice in the last twenty four hours. Evelyn paled at the thought of going back to that country and possibly facing Yuja again, along with the fast that the possibilities of living through a second encounter with him were very slim.

"You have got to be kidding me," Gordon sighed in exasperation, closing his eyes and leaning his head back for a moment. He then opened his eyes and looked towards his brother on the screen. "Egypt again?"

"Egypt again," John repeated with a small nod, who looked towards his youngest sibling as he began to speak.

"No offense Evie," Alan began, looking over to his sister where she stood between him and Gordon behind their father. "But I am really beginning to hate that country."

"I'm getting a little sick of it myself sprout," she replied softly. Gordon wrapped an arm around her shoulders and she leaned against her twin as they looked at the screen. Jeff glanced over his shoulder at the two and smiled sadly at the comforting action Gordon had taken and at how pale Evelyn had become at the mere mention of the country that she had once been fascinated with, before heaving a heavy sigh while running a hand through his hair and looking towards his second eldest son on the screen. "What's the situation John?"

"He wasn't able to speak much English, but he was yelling something about a dig collapsing with five or six people inside. Where they are, it would take Egyptian rescue crews roughly ten hours to get there from Cairo," John explained. "Though why they were digging in the middle of the night, I have no idea."

"FAB John. We're on our way," Jeff replied before turning away from the screen and to the group that stood behind him. Evelyn lifted her head from her twins shoulder and Gordon removed his arm from around his twin as Jeff glanced at the group around him, his expression determined. "Scott, you're in One. Virgil, Gordon, Alan, you're with me in Two."

"What about me?" Evelyn asked as her brothers began to move to their respective portraits, which had slid up to expose the lifts down to the silos. Jeff stepped forward, the expression of determination quickly turning to one of concern as he placed his hands on her shoulders and looked down at his daughter. She looked up at him with a slight frown, though the fact she was still quite pale made him sure that he was doing the right thing, both for Evelyn's safety and for Jeff's peace of mind. "I want you to stay here Evie."

She opened her mouth to retort but Jeff quickly cut her off. "After all that has happened the past few days, I would feel better if you stayed here," he said softly, placing a hand on her cheek as he looked down at her. "Please Evelyn? For me?"

Evelyn closed her eyes and swallowed the growing lump in her throat, before nodding. "Okay. I'll stay," she mumbled as she opened her eyes and looked up at her father.

"Thank you," Jeff whispered. He then pressed a kiss to her forehead before heading over to his own portrait. "Thunderbirds are go," he stated, and the portraits slid down as the lifts were activated.

Evelyn then walked back to the desk to stand beside Brains. Tin-Tin placed her hand on the elder girls shoulder and gave her a soft smile. Evelyn glanced over at her and returned the smile; though no amount of comfort from her friend could not get rid of the nagging feeling that something horrible was going to happen was going to happen to her family as she watched the readouts for Thunderbirds One and Two appear on two of the screens.

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"I'm at the dig site," Scott stated over the communication link. Jeff sat in the main pilot's seat in Thunderbird Two, while on either side of him Virgil and Gordon acted as co-pilots with Alan sitting in one of the seats behind them.

"FAB Scott. ETA fifteen minutes," Virgil stated.

"What can you see?" Jeff asked.

"A bunch of destroyed tents along with a multitude of bodies scattered around the area that I am assuming is the dig," Scott replied. All those in Thunderbird Two frowned. What in the world was going on in this country?

"Any sign of those who called for help?" Jeff asked, pushing Thunderbird Two a little faster. Something about this didn't sound right and he felt the concern for his eldest son's safety rise.

"Nothing," Scott answered after a few seconds."The only thing I even see alive is a bunch of camels. No people, not lights, nothing."

"ETA eight minutes," Virgil stated, looking over at his father in the pilots seat. "I don't like the sound of this dad."

"Neither do I Virgil," Jeff replied, glancing over at his middle son before looking out the front window of Thunderbird Two.

"Most of the dead are dressed the same," Scott stated. "All black and they have strange markings tattoo-"

"Scott?" Jeff asked, his heartbeat beginning to quicken at the lack of response from his eldest son. Nothing but silence was heard through the communication's system. "Scott, can you hear me?"

Once again, silence filled the command deck of Thunderbird Two, the hearts of all those on board the craft thudding loudly in their chests at the lack of response from Scott. Gordon glanced over at Virgil, both of them pale and worried. Virgil caught Gordon's eye for a moment before he looked to one of the monitors before him. "ETA two minutes," he stated, looking up from the monitor and towards his father, who had gone paler then any of them.

"Thunderbird Two to Thunderbird Five," Jeff stated. "John, can you hear me?"

"Loud and clear Thunderbird Two," John responded after a few seconds. One of the screens in front of Jeff activated to show the face of his second eldest son onboard Thunderbird Five, who quickly became concerned at the pale and worried face of his father. "What is it?"

"John, I need you to locate Scott," Jeff instructed as the lights of Thunderbird Two reflected off the silver exterior of Thunderbird One a short distance away as the great green craft came in for a landing. On the screen, John eyebrow's furrowed together. "Something's happened and we've lost contact with him."

"On it," John replied, disappearing from the screen and leaving it to show Thunderbird Five's control room. The command deck was silent as Thunderbird Two landed beside its counterpart, the occupants of the craft waiting for an answer from John. John reappeared a few moments later, now as pale as the rest of his family and just as worried for his elder brother. "Dad, his signal is gone. The signal from his pin is gone."

Jeff paled and the concern he felt for his eldest son quadrupled. The only way the signal from the pin could be lost was if the pin was destroyed. And the only way that would happen is if something had destroyed Scott and the pin along with him, or someone had taken it off his uniform and destroyed it. Though for the later to happen, they would have to knock him unconscious if they wanted to even get near the pin. And whoever had touched his son would regret it.

"John, contact the island and tell them what's going on," Jeff stated as he stood from the pilot's seat. On the screen John nodded before once more disappearing from the screen. Jeff then looked to his three sons with him. "Let's go find your brother."

Virgil, Gordon, and Alan nodded, their expressions determined as they followed their father's lead and stood from their seats. As they turned away from the screen, none of them noticed that it had begun to flicker before going completely black and the audio connection between them, Thunderbird Five, and Tracy Island was no longer working.

With Jeff in the lead, the four men began to make their way out of the command deck, only to stop when an unfamiliar figure stepped into the doorway. His shaved head reflected in the lights as he stepped forward, a smirk on his face. Jeff immediately stood between his son's and the muscular man before him, their eyes wide as watched the figure Evelyn had seen in her dreams stepping towards them.

They knew exactly who stood in front of them, and Jeff remembered the words that Evelyn had spoken early that morning after Alan had asked how a mummy would regenerate; he will then kill all those that opened it and assimilate their organs and fluids. Who had they forced into opening the chest? Or did whoever it was that opened it not know what grim fate would fall upon them for doing so?

"So, you are the family Henuttawy has been born to in this life," Yuja began as he stepped towards the four men, his dark eyes taking in the appearance one by one. Jeff now glared at the man in front of him, as did his son's behind him. Gordon swallowed when Yuja's gaze lingered on him and the smirk on his face widened. "And she also has a twin in this life. Yes, you will be very useful to me."

Yuja then brought up his fist and uncurled it for them to see Scott's International Rescue pin sitting in his palm, or at least the remains of the pin as they were now able to see the fried circuitry that was inside of it. Though the four Tracy men could not understand what he had said, they knew that Yuja now had what he wanted. He wanted to use them as bait to draw Evelyn to them and ultimately, to her death.