The next morning October spoke to know one. She started to get ready for the day and her first day of work. She wondered how this was going to be.

Rebecca had explained what happened to Larry and they were both worried about October. They understood why she broke up with Ahkmenrah, but they both knew that October loved him and was hurting from what she did.

October walked into the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart.

"October…"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Why are you putting yourself through this? You love him."

October looked at her sister. "Yeah I do, but some times when you love something you have to let it go."

"You don't have to."

"I never should have started something with him. I should have known it never would have worked. I need to get to work. Don't want to be late on my first day." Then October left.

Rebecca felt helpless. Her sister was hurting and there was nothing she could do.

On the way to work October couldn't stop thinking about if she did the right thing. She did love him and she wanted to be with him, but she realized she could never be truly happy. She really wanted a family and Ahkmenrah couldn't give her that.

When she got to the museum Dr. McPhee gave October her uniform and set her up with another security guard so she could learn how things are done.

It didn't take October long to figure things out; she was a fast learner. A few hours later the security guard she was with left to go on his break. He told her if she had any questions or problems don't hesitate to ask another security guard.

Being in the museum during the day was much different then at night. For one the exhibits didn't come to life. It felt a little lonely even with all the people around.

October stopped at the entrance of Ahkmenrah's tomb and stared at his sarcophagus. She couldn't go in there. She knew she hurt him and she felt bad. He was always nice and sweet. Maybe she was just being selfish. She was so confused right now.

It was five by the time October got off, but she didn't go home right away. She kept thinking about Ahkmenrah and every time that she did she would hurt worse. She was starting to think she made the wrong decision.

October was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she wasn't paying attention to where she was going and bumped into someone.

"Sorry."

"It's all right." Zack said. "Hey are you all right? you look like you've been crying."

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You don't look so fine."

"I'm just having problems with my boyfriend."

"Oh. Is it anything serious?"

"It's…complicated. I don't see him as much as I would like and that makes it difficult to start a family."

"Do you love him?"

"Of course I love him."

"Then I'm sure you two can make things work."

If only it were that easy.

"Well, I should get home. Bye." Then October headed back home.

"Hey, how was your first day at work?" Rebecca asked when October got home.

"It was ok. Nothing exciting really happened."

"Are you going to the museum tonight?"

"No."

"You can't avoid him forever."

October sighed. "I know. I just don't feel like seeing him tonight. He probably doesn't want to see me now any way since I broke his heart."

That night while everyone was at the museum October was in her room as she thought about things. The one guy that she truly loved and he treated her with respect she had to go and ruin the relationship. She didn't know which hurt worse. Not having a real life with Ahkmenrah or not being together. They both hurt immensely.

At the museum the pharaoh stayed in his tomb. He was hoping October would come and apologize and they could be together again, but after two hours he knew she wasn't coming. He was wondering if she would ever come back. He didn't know if he could bare that. He loved her so much and it hurt when she wasn't with him. He had a theory on why she broke up with him.

Ahkmenrah took his tablet off from the all and looked at it. He knew his tablet had much power including brining people back to life. He had never tried it, but maybe he could use the tablet to make him alive during the day. He had never tried it before so he didn't know exactly how it worked.

In the lobby Larry was getting worried about Ahkmenrah. He hadn't come out of his tomb all night. He knew the young pharaoh was hurting because of what happened, but Larry was still worried. He didn't like seeing his friends depressed. Both he and Rebecca didn't know what to do. They understood why October did what she did, but she was hurting and Rebecca hated seeing her sister like that.

Nick suggested that they could lock the two of them in a room so they can work out their differences, but Larry said that it wouldn't work. The only way this was going to turn out all right was if October came back, though Rebecca knew that wasn't going to be for awhile.

Back in the pharaoh's tomb he was still trying to get the tablet to work. He remembered his father telling him about it, but he just couldn't remember how to make it work. He never had to bring someone back to life so he forgot how to use it. After an hour of trying he gave up and set the tablet down. Why couldn't hey get it to work. Was it a sign that they weren't meant to be?

"She'll come around."

Ahkmenrah looked down and saw Jededaiah and Octavius.

"I don't think she will."

"She loves you so she'll come back." Octavius said.

"She wants something I can't give her."

"And what would that be?"

Ahkmenrah sighed. "She wants a life outside the museum."

"Why can't she just be happy with what she has?" Jededaiah asked.

Octavius hit him over the head.

"What was that for?"

"You could be more considerate."

"I don't blame her." Ahkmenrah said.

"Well I can. She had a good thing going and she goes and ruins it."

"Jededaiah, will you shut up. Can't you see he's hurting?"

"Will you two go away? I want to be alone."

"Of course." Octavius said as he dragged Jededaiah out.

Ahkmenrah wasn't stupid. He knew October wanted something more. She wanted a life with him outside the museum. Even though she never said anything he could tell. Tomorrow night he will try the table again. Right now he was too hurt to so anything. He turned and faced the wall so no one could see the tears running down his face.