Little Miss Bump- Well, then I succeeded. Unexpected was what I was going for. Well, I can't say that he's going to do anything stupid. He's going to be a little busy, with what I can't say. But you'll find out a couple chapters after this one and it ain't gonna be good. Yes, one of them will be brought back that way. I don't think I could kill either of them. It's hard enough to writing even though I know it's not permanent. I most defiantly will. XD Thanks!

err... who am i? - XD Well, at least I got the reaction I was aiming for. John went to the bathroom, Fermat was landing, and Lady P and Tin-Tin were talking to base. As for Meritaten and the other Tracy's, they were already in the city. It was a trap for Evelyn. The vision was one that had been implanted by the Hood.

Oh, she is most defiantly going to get what she deserves. She, Yuja, and the Hood will all be getting what they deserve. I have a particularly lovely way to die planned for the Hood. XD I'm glad you enjoyed it. Well, with any luck they will come out the way I am hoping them too.

Pinkranger888- Wow, I'm guessing that came as a shock? XD I'll update as soon as I can.

Okay, this was supposed to be up Sunday but this time I can blame the site for having problems. Drove me nuts.

Chapter Twenty Six- Memories of a Lifetime

John sighed as he walked back towards the ultra lights. Fermat had landed and was turning off the gas to his ultra light and Kaphiri had just arrived, the rest of the Medjai not far behind him. He frowned as he reached his ultra light and slung his backpack over his shoulders. Where had Evelyn gone? Once the backpack was on, he walked to the rear of his ultra light and saw that she had turned off the gas for him, but where had she gone after that?

He continued to look around the area that they had landed as he may his way over to where Lady Penelope and Tin-Tin were finishing up a call back to those on the island. Tin-Tin said goodbye to her parents before the connection was cut. She smiled at him for a moment before frowning.

"Where's Evie?" she asked, glancing around the area as he had moments before. Penelope looked up from the monitor and looked between the two with a slight frown on her face.

"I was about to ask you the same thing," he replied slowly, all three of them looking around the area for any sign of Evelyn. Just as Fermat walked over to where they stood around Lady Penelope's ultra light, yells echoed through the city.

"That sounded like Gordon," John stated as he began to run towards the ally that would lead him to the center of the city with Lady Penelope and Tin-Tin a few steps behind him.

"I-I'll s-s-s-wait here for Kaphiri," Fermat offered. John glanced back at him as he ran and offered the bespectacled teen a grateful smile.

He continued to follow the yells towards the center of Amarna, listening as they began to fade away. He slowed to a stop as he emerged into the main square and glanced around for any sign of him family. His father and brothers were nowhere in sight, and neither were their captors. His blue eyes widened as he spotted a figure laying in the sand outside the palace gates, her breathing coming in short gasps.

"Evie!" he yelled as he ran towards her, his feet kicking up a cloud of sand behind him. Her left hand was on her stomach while her right was pulling at the pocket on her pant leg, her eyes closed in pain.

"No, no, no, no, no," John muttered as he dropped to his knees on her right. He looked to where her left hand lay on her stomach and paled at the sight of the blood seeping through the fabric of the flight suit.

He heard Lady Penelope and Tin-Tin stop dead behind him, but he did not pay them any mind as he grabbed his sister's right hand, pulling it away from the pocket. His left hand grasped her right tightly and with his right he cupped her cheek. Her eyes opened slightly to reveal a sliver of the green eyes beneath.

"J-John?" she whispered, looking at him for a moment before closing her eyes once more.

"It's okay," he soothed, blinking to get rid of the tears forming in his eyes. "You're gonna be fine. You'll be okay."

"P-p-pocket…n-note," she mumbled, her labored breathing making it difficult to speak. "R-r-read it."

John frowned. "Evie, what?"

"S-s-spell," she replied, her eyes opening a crack to look at him before closing once more."R-r-read…..it."

As her voice faded, so did her labored breathing. Her body stilled and the hand in his grip went limp. John felt his heart stop in his chest.

"No, no, no, no!" he muttered as he continued to grip her hand tightly. Tears began to fall freely from his eyes. "Evie? EVIE!"

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"Catch me if you can!" yelled Amun-her-khepeshef, the thirteen year old glancing back at his younger sister as they ran through the palace.

"Oh, don't worry, I will!" Henuttawy called after him as he turned a corner several yard ahead of her. Her hair and cloths were a mess and she knew that when her mother saw her, she would have a fit at the state of her eldest daughters appearance, not that the twelve year old cared about what her mother wanted of her.

"You must take care of you appearance, or no man will wish to marry you."

Henuttawy scoffed as her mother's words echoed through her mind. She was a princess, she should be able to do whatever she wanted. And if she didn't want to be married, she shouldn't have to. She didn't want to worry about her appearance. So she did her best to not be like her younger sisters had been molded to be and even though her mother, and to some extent her father disapproved of her behavior, she didn't give a damn.

She ran around the corner and collided with a solid mass, knocking her back onto the floor, landing hard on her bum. Panting, she pushed back a piece of her fallen black hair and looked up at who she had run into. Her father stood looking down at her in is regal attire. Behind him stood an unfamiliar noblemen and Amun-her-khepeshef, who simply looked down at the floor beneath his feet.

Ramesses cocked an eyebrow and glanced between his two eldest children, the corners of his lips tugging upward. Henuttawy grinned up at him sheepishly. "Hello father."

Ramesses said nothing, but looked back at the man behind him. "Baruti," he began. He then used his hand and gestured to Henuttawy, who was now picking herself up off the floor. "May I introduce you to my eldest daughter, Henuttawy."

Baruti bowed towards her, a small smile on his lips as he watched her dust herself off. "A pleasure to meet you your Highness. "

He glanced behind him and nodded his head towards her. From behind Baruti, a boy not much older than Henuttawy stepped out from behind his back. Baruti set a hand on the boys shoulder, who smiled shyly towards her. "And I introduce to you my son, Rekhimre."

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"Henuttawy, are you ready?" a female voice called from the doorway to the princesses chambers. Henuttawy glared down at her current formal attire, a gift from her mother.

"No," the sixteen year old replied. The doors creaked open and she looked up at her mother walked into her chambers, smiling brightly at her eldest daughter.

"Oh, you look beautiful!" she cooed as she circled her daughter, taking in her appearance.

"I look stupid," Henuttawy grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest as she sat down on her bed. "I really don't want to do this."

"It will be good for you," Nefertari replied, sitting down beside her daughter. She smiled and set a hand on her daughters arm. "Yuja has been asking for you."

"Yuja!?" Henuttawy exclaimed, jumping up from the bed and looking at her mother incredulously. "He's…just...ugh, no!"

"He's a good, strong man," the Queen replied. "He would be a good husband to you."

"He's an arrogant, manipulative, ass!" she shouted. "Not to mention he is chummy with Meritaten, who has a go at me whenever she sees me. If he's there, I'm not going."

"Henuttawy-"

"No, mother!"

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Evelyn blinked as she stared at the large house before her, a house that she had not seen since she was eight years old. The mansion seemed to be exactly as she remembered it, yet completely different at the same time. How had she ended up here? One minute she had been closing her eyes against the pain as she tried to tell John about the note Alex had given her, and the next she had been here, no pain whatsoever.

She glanced down at her clothing to see she was still in her flight suit and a large blood stain was on the stomach. With a frown, she unzipped the suit and pulled up the pale blue shirt beneath. She gasped at the flawless skin. The wound from where Meritaten had stabbed her was gone. How was that possible.

"What in the world is going on?" she muttered as she dropped her shirt back down and looked up at the mansion before her. Taking a deep breath, she started to slowly walk towards the front door. Just as she stepped onto the porch, the front door was thrown open and a young Asian woman stood in the doorway, smiling at Evelyn.

"Come inside Evelyn, there isn't much time and we have much to discuss," she smiled, grabbing Evelyn wrist and pulling her into the house. She closed the door behind them before pulling her deeper into the house. "Mother! Rick! Evy! Jon!"

"Lin? What is it?" called a female from the kitchen as the women pulled Evelyn into the dining room, the double doors leading out to the large pool that Evelyn remembered Gordon spending hours at a time in.

Evelyn stopped and stared at the women when her name was called. "Lin….."

"Lin? Oh!" the voice gasped from the doorway. Evelyn blinked at the women before her, having seen her portrait every time she had read her favorite book. Her dark brown hair was pulled back and she pulled off her reading glasses to reveal sparkling hazel eyes. Evelyn O'Connell smiled at her gaping great granddaughter as she moved into the room.

Evelyn looked between the two smiling women, a frown forming on her face. If the pain was gone and they were here, that could only mean one thing. "I'm dead, aren't I?"

Her namesake smiled sadly and nodded. "Yes," she whispered.

"But you won't be staying," Lin added, setting a hand on her granddaughter shoulder. "John will find and read the spell."

"And seeing as we don't have much time, Lin, where is she?" Evelyn O'Connell asked her daughter-in-law.

"With Alan in the in-between," the younger women replied, removing her hand from Evelyn's shoulder. "Do you want to get her? Or should I?"

"No," Evelyn shook her head. "Go ahead."

Lin nodded and left the way that she had Evelyn had come. Evelyn looked to her namesake. "What's wrong with Alan? What's the in-between?"

"Meritaten set her Egyptian Cobra on him last night," she replied, watching as all color drained from her great granddaughters face. "The in-between is a void between life and death. If their body is healed, they can go back. But if it is not…"

"They come here," finished a man as he stepped through the doorway. His brown hair was mussed and his light blue eye were identical to those of his son. He walked over to Evelyn and put an arm around his wife. "Zi Juan is on her way, she's going to get Ruth and Charlie first."

"Well, that saves me from having to tell you to go get them," Evelyn replied, patting Rick on the chest as she looked up at him. "And where's Jonathon?"

"Oh, he'll be here soon. Even he would have heard Lin's yelling," Rick waved his hand. As if on cue, another man walked into the room, baring a resemblance to Evelyn. "There he is."

"What's all the yelling about?" he asked as he walked through the doorway. He stopped when he spotted Evelyn standing before his sister and brother-in-law. "I say, isn't this Lucy's little girl?"

"We wouldn't know since you are blocking the doorway," grumbled a female voice from behind him. Jonathon flushed and quickly moved out of the way as three more people entered the room.

The tallest of the three was a man that looked to be a few years younger than Rick with short brown hair and bright green eyes. He walked hand in hand with a petite young red-head whose honey-burnt eyes sparkled with mirth as she smiled towards Jonathon. The third was another petite Asian women that looked to be older then Lin and was wearing flowing blue robes. The red-head bustled over to Evelyn and pulled her into a strong embrace.

"Oh, Evie," she cooed. "I haven't seen you since Alan's second birthday. Gordon convinced you to enter the pool with him not long after eating and you both ending up sick that night, both from swimming to soon and eating too much cake. Oh, you've grown up into such a beautiful young women and-"

"Ruth, honey," Charles Tracy began, taking a step towards his wife and setting a hand on her shoulder. "I think you're cutting off her circulation."

Ruth quickly released Evelyn and stepped back. Evelyn gasped as she looked at the women before her. "Grammy?"

Ruth chuckled and hugged her once more, though this time not as tightly. "That's my girl," she murmured, running her fingers through Evelyn's own red hair.

"We're back!" Lin called from outside the dining room. Ruth released Evelyn and turned her to face the doorway before moving back to stand beside her husband. Lin ran into the room with another woman not far behind her.

"Okay, you pulled my away from Alan and mom wouldn't tell me why. What the hell is-" the blond froze as she stepped through the doorway and caught sight of Evelyn. Her blue eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. "Evelyn? What are you doing here?"

Evelyn blinked and whispered, "Mom…"