Come and meet me for lunch. We have to talk. And if you want to bring your lovely wife along, I wouldn't say 'No'. I have some thoughts about the mummy.

-L

Klaus stared at the note and shook his head before shoving it back in his pocket, and shaking his head. What was it about the fact that he no longer wanted to see him that Lucien didn't understand?

"What have you got there?" Amy asked, coming up behind him and giving him a kiss.

"It's a note from Lucien," he told her dryly. "He wants to meet us for lunch and talk about the possible location of the mummy."

"Well, that's good!" Amy smiled. "You can talk to him about it, then once you both know where it is, you can get it and we can go home!"

"He won't just let me have it," Klaus told her. "I'd have to kill him first."

"Oh, but you wouldn't do that, would you?" Amy asked, playing with his curly blond hair. "It isn't very nice."

"And you know I love being nice for you, but sometimes I just can't," Klaus reasoned and moved her hand. "Sometimes I have to be dark and bad to make things work out. And as long as I'm not acting out against you or the girls, could you just stay out of it and let me do what I need to? Please?"

"All right," Amy sighed. "I guess you have a point. But please take care of yourself when you're doing all these dangerous things. I don't want to go home alone. I'm sure no mummy in the world will make the girls happy if they know they've lost their father."

"That's not gonna happen," Klaus reminded her. "I'm indestructible, remember?"

"Perhaps, but someone could still stick a dagger in your heart and immobilize you if they knew to do so," Amy reminded him. "Lucien doesn't know about that, does he?"

"No," Klaus shook his head. "Give me some credit. I'm not gonna go around blabbing the only weakness I have to anyone who'll listen."

"Right," Amy nodded. "Of course not. So, are you going to meet him? If you are, I'm coming with you."

"You are?" Klaus asked in surprise. "Even after what happened between you two?"

"Especially after what he did to me!" Amy nodded resolutely. "I can't punch him in the face and break his nose if I'm not near him, can I?"

"Yes, you're definitely coming back to yourself," Klaus chuckled. "No more nineteenth-century girl for you. I wonder what nineteenth-century Jonathan would say if he could see you now?"

"It's not too hard to imagine," Amy replied. "Nineteenth-century Jonathan isn't much different from present Jonathan. He's really not. So do I get to come with you to see Lucien or not?"

"Oh, all right," Klaus nodded. "But only because watching you punch him in the face will be thrilling for me. Nothing else."

"How pleasant that you not only decided to grace me with your presence, but you brought your lovely wife too," Lucien smiled as they approached his table at the hotel restaurant and he rose up to greet them.

"Oh, she was more than happy to come. It was her idea," Klaus smirked. He then sat down and waited for Lucien to fall right in the trap. It didn't take long.

"You chose to come here?" He questioned with a smile. "Why? Was it to see me again?"

"Yes," Amy smiled. "I have something I want to give you to show you how much I appreciated our little encounter the other day."

"Oh?" Lucien smiled and got closer to her so that their chests were touching. "And just what's that?"

"This!" Amy cried, giving him such a hard punch in the nose that she grunted with the force of it, and it sent him tumbling backwards so that he knocked over a chair and made the ladies at the nearby tables be all atwitter.

When Lucien managed to scramble to his feet, Amy smiled and said, "Would you like another one?"

"No, no thank you," He said and quickly wiped the blood from his nose. "I think I would much rather prefer to have a drink. And I'm sorry for what happened the other day. I really thought I was helping you."

"Oh, shove it where the sun doesn't shine," Amy scoffed. "We all know that's a lie! Have you always made it a habit to steal things that aren't yours from other, more deserving people?"

Lucien chuckled. "Well, if I get it first, the other people aren't so deserving, are they?"

"In this case, that's not true," Amy told him firmly. "Now let's sit down, order, and talk about the mummy. Unless you'd like to keep going with this subject and get another punch in the face? I'd be perfectly happy to grant you that wish."

Lucien sat down and eyed Klaus. "Where did you find such a violent woman? You'd never guess it to look at her."

"And normally, she's not violent at all," Klaus smiled. "But as I know from personal experience, manipulating her for your own gain tends to make her mad at you. This is your own fault."

It was then that the waiter brought menus and asked if they wanted wine. They took him up on the offer and while he was out getting it, Klaus asked, "So what is it that you know about the mummy? Do you know anything?" His eyes narrowed. "You haven't stolen it out from under our noses and hid it, have you? That's just something you would do."

"I asked you here in good faith," Lucien snapped. "If I had the damn mummy already, why would I be inviting you here to talk about it?"

"Cause you wanted to throw your success in our faces and gloat?" Amy guessed. "I know we haven't known one another very long, but that seems just like the sort of thing you would do."

"No," Lucien shook his head. "I don't have the mummy. But I talked to someone at the site and they said that the benefactor for the latest expedition to examine it came and took it away a few days before we both showed up."

"And who is this mysterious benefactor?" Klaus asked. "Do you know?"

"No, I don't," Lucien shook his head. "No idea."

"Well, we aren't going to figure out anything just sitting here," Amy pointed out. "After we eat, we're going to go straight back to the site, you're going to find the person you talked to, and try to get more information out of them. If you won't, I will."

Lucien grinned. "Oh, you don't have to do that, kitten. I will happily go and get what we need from the man. I wouldn't want to overtax such a beautiful woman."

"And I wouldn't want to disfigure the face of someone that looks like you, but I will," Amy replied. "If you think sweet-talking me will get you anywhere, it won't. Let's just eat our lunch and go get the mummy. All right?"

"All right," Lucien sighed. "But it won't be as fun that way."

After lunch, they headed back to the Phoenix's tomb site and Amy and Klaus waited while Lucien worked his magic on the guard.

"Were you told anything useful?" Klaus asked when he returned. "Where's the mummy? Will it be brought back?"

"Yes, but I don't know when," Lucien nodded. "You're not in a hurry to leave, are you?"

"No, I guess not," Klaus sighed. "We can stay. What other choice do we have, really?"

"Oh, and one more thing," Lucien added.

"What?" Klaus asked tiredly.

"Can I stay with you this evening? I ran out of money for my hotel bill," Lucien smiled. "Please?"

"You know, you could just compel them to keep you," Klaus reminded him.

"But that would be dishonest, Klausy!" Lucien said, pretending to look shocked. "Shame on you for suggesting such a thing when it would be much better for me to stay with a good friend."

"I don't have any other choice, do I?" Klaus asked.

"I don't think you do," Amy agreed.

After Klaus grudgingly set Lucien up on the sofa in his and Amy's hotel room (and checked the locks on the bedroom door), he went to Alistair's room to talk with him.

"I'd like to talk to someone back home again, if I can," he said. Will you help me with that?"

"Of course," Alistair nodded. "Who is it that you want to talk to?"

"Lissy," Klaus said immediately. "I've talked to the girls recently, but I haven't talked to Lissy. And to be honest, neither have you!"

"That's right," Alistair nodded. "Sometimes I forget she's my granddaughter too. Isn't that terrible?"

So they called up Felicity and found her sitting in a room in what he recognized as Adrian's house.

"What are you doing there?" Klaus asked. "Where's Stefan?"

"We broke it off," Felicity replied. "Things just weren't good anymore. But I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Was Mom telling the truth when she said you were bringing a mummy home?"

"Yes," Klaus nodded. "We just have to find it first and then, home it comes!"

"Good!" Felicity smiled. Then she looked at Alistair. "Mom's doing pretty good. Have you talked to her lately, Grandpa?"

"Yes, I have," Alistair sighed. "And that's exactly why I'm not as enthusiastic to come back as my friend is here. I'm very happy you're all right with what happened betwen you and Stefan, though. You've always been a very strong girl."

"Because of Mom and Malachai? Is that why you're nervous?" Felicity smiled, not going with his change in subject, although she smiled at his compliment. "Don't be worried. He's not so bad."

Just then there was a crash and Klaus and Alistair looked at one another in alarm.

"Damn it, Lucien!" Klaus whispered angrily.

"What's going on?" Felicity asked.

"Just problems with an annoying house guest," Klaus told her. "Will you wait while we go fix them?"

"Sure," Felicity nodded. "Take your time."

She waited, and soon, someone returned to the line, but it was a person she'd never seen before. She didn't like the look of him, though.

"Who the hell are you?" She demanded of the grinning, dark-eyed man.

"I'm Lucien," he said. "And who are you other than being a beautiful woman?"

"I bet you try that tired line on all the girls," Felicity glared, refusing to tell him her name. "Has anyone ever fallen for it?"

"No, kitten," Lucien replied. "But I have plenty of others."

"Oh, joy," Felicity replied sarcastically. "Can you go away? How long is it until my grandfather comes back?"

"You're Klausy's granddaughter?" Lucien laughed. "Well, now I see where you got that sullen glare from." He then heard Alistair and Klaus coming back. "I have to go now. I hope we'll see each other again."

"I don't," Felicity said and blew a raspberry. "Goodbye!" Lucien left just as Alistair and Klaus appeared, and Klaus frowned deeply as Felicity recounted her brief encounter with the man. "He's a nightmare!" She cried.

"I know," Klaus told her. "But lucky for you, after this, you'll never have to see him again."

"Do you promise?" Felicity asked.

"Yes," Klaus told her firmly. "I do."