"So tell me the truth," the blonde woman said to her compatriots as they led her out of the sun and into the house. "Did you get the mummy, or not?"
"Oh, we have the mummy," one of them said. "But you've never told us why you want it. I don't understand. I thought we were just coming here to tour the place like everyone else. You didn't say I was going to be a thief."
"Never mind!" She snapped and gave the man a slap. "Your job is not to question the tasks I ask you to do, just to do them. Now, show me the mummy!"
"All-all right," the man said. "This way."
The woman was led to a room where the coffin lay. She sucked in her breath as she stared at it, stroking the body gently with her fingers. "Hello, my love," she whispered. "Your Edele has returned."
She then heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. She turned around and saw that her henchmen were still around to observe the intimate moment she was trying to have. "Don't just stand there!" She cried. "Go away! Get out! I'd like to see this in private, if you don't mind."
The men quickly scrambled away and Edele resumed looking at the mummified face in the coffin, then gasped as she heard a voice behind her.
"If you turn around, you'll have something much nicer to look at, I promise." Edele recognized the male voice as well as her own and when she turned around and saw him, she felt herself begin to tear up. "
"Oh, my god," she said. "It's you!"
"And it's really you I'm looking at, isn't it, Edele?" He asked. "You look different."
"Sorry," Edele apologized. "I had to possess someone to get your coffin and this was the first body I could get. But it's me, I promise."
He reached out and Edele felt a tingly cold fill her body. Then, the harder she thought about it, the more solid the hand on her cheek became until even though he was a spirit, he was as solid as she was. Then, she kissed him.
"Did you miss me?" He asked as she looked into his light brown eyes and reached up to touch the scruff on his face.
"Yes," she whispered. "I have. I've been miserable without you. It's made me behave awfully badly."
"Has it?" He asked. "What happened? What did you do?"
"I don't want to tell you," she said. "It will just make you think ill of me and I want this to be a new start, not dwelling on the past."
"Look at my body!" He said. "How is it that you intend to make it so we can start over?"
"I have ideas," she said. "Just trust me, please."
"All right," he said and then disappeared as the men who worked for Edele returned. "I'll see you soon. I promise."
Edele sighed then and went back to her business. "You watch the mummy," she ordered a few of the men. "You take your guns and you sit here. Watch this with your life so that nothing bad happens to it. And if something does, I will kill you. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, ma'am," the man replied.
"Good," Edele smiled. She went into her room and ran herself a bath, then climbed in, relaxed in the water, and after shutting her eyes, let herself think thoughts about her love and how they would soon be together again.
"I found the mummy," Lucien announced to Klaus and Amy. "We can go see it tonight. That way we won't get caught."
"Even if they do catch us, it's not like they can do anything about it," Klaus said, his tone fearless.
"So we're just gonna sneak into someone's house to look at the mummy?" Amy asked.
"You don't have to come if it will make you nervous," Klaus assured her. "You can just stay here with Astrid and Alistair."
"No, I'll come with you," Amy said. "I can handle it. Don't worry."
But despite her confidence, she felt she should talk to Astrid first.
"Do you think I'm crazy?" She asked. "I mean, what normal person sneaks into someone's house to look at a mummy?"
Astrid shrugged. "I don't think it's bad. It seems exciting. You should go. And don't forget a thing! I want details!"
Amy just stared at her in surprise. "Are you always like this, or is it just the freedom of being in a different time?"
"Oh, I'm always like this," Astrid assured her. "You should visit more often. Then you can see it more."
"This feels so wrong," Amy said as she, Klaus, and Lucien made their way into the house Edele had rented. It was late at night, dark, and everyone in the house was asleep. "What are we doing here? What if we get caught?"
"If you stop talking, it's less likely that that will happen," Klaus whispered back. She felt Lucien take her other hand.
"I'm scared," he whispered when she gave it a squeeze. "Do you mind?"
"Well, I know you're not scared, but we don't want to lose anyone, do we?" Amy told him.
"Do I need to tell you to stop talking again?" Klaus asked.
Amy and Lucien lapsed into silence and then the three of them went from room to room to look for the coffin, finding nothing, until, as they approached one room, the lights went on and bullets began whizzing past their heads.
"Now, now, boys," Lucien said as he heedlessly strode toward the shooters, gave them a push, and worked on wresting the guns away from them. "We've just come to have a little look at the mummy. That's all. Then we'll leave."
"Don't you touch that!" The men cried as Lucien reached the box and put his hands all over it. They riddled him with bullets and he collapsed, which caused Amy to scream and whisper in Klaus' ear, "Maybe we should go."
"Just a minute," Klaus told her, smiling as he watched Lucien. "He's not down. Just give him a minute."
He was right. Lucien soon rose up from the floor, causing the guards of the mummy to scream in fright and run away.
"Damn," Lucien cursed as they ran. He snapped both their necks and then returned back to Klaus and Amy. "Now, what do you say we open this thing?" he asked.
"I say you don't," said Edele as she stood in the doorway and stared.
"I'm sorry we broke into your home," Amy apologized quickly. "We'll leave now. We just wanted to see the mummy, that's all."
"That's not surprising," Edele said. "But why this time of night? Was it because you weren't expecting to get caught?"
"Well, we still won't, even though you found us," Klaus said, speeding over and breaking the woman's neck so quickly that Amy didn't even have time to scream in shock. He then opened the coffin and Klaus, Amy, and Lucien stared at the mummy.
Amy shuddered. "It's kind of hideous, isn't it? I don't know why you'd want it in your house."
"This man was an incredibly powerful being," Klaus told her. "Why wouldn't you want it? I promise I'll put it somewhere where you don't have to look at it."
"All right," Amy nodded. "But you better mean that."
Felicity let out a scream as Lucien's face appeared in her mirror one morning while she was brushing her teeth. "What the hell do you want?" She asked.
"I just thought I'd say 'Good morning'," Lucien smiled. "And to let you know that this isn't the only time I'll make you scream if you give me a chance."
Felicity rolled her eyes and spat her toothpaste all over the mirror. "Does that tell you what the answer to that charming proposal is?"
"Yes," Lucien smiled. "It just means I'll have to try a little harder. I'm Lucien, by the way."
"I'm not interested," Felicity smiled tightly just as Adrian came running in and asking if she was all right. "Lissy, are you okay?"
"Yes," Felicity replied. "I'm fine. Sorry for alarming you, Daddy."
Adrian went back to his TV and Lucien smiled as Felicity wiped the spit off the mirror. "Is Lissy short for 'Melissa'?" He asked.
"Felicity," she told him.
"Ah, yes. Happiness." Lucien smiled. "Would you smile for me?"
"Bite me," Felicity replied, sticking out her tongue and turning off the bathroom light. She headed to the living room where Adrian was sitting on the sofa, sat next to him, and lay her head on his shoulder.
"Good morning," he said and kissed her hair. "What was going on in the bathroom?"
"Nothing," she shook her head. "Nothing you need to worry about. Just a surprise visit from an old friend of Grandpa's who apparently has the hots for me."
Adrian froze. "This guy's name wouldn't be Lucien, would it?"
"Yeah," Felicity nodded. "How do you know?"
"Dad told me about him a long time ago," Adrian replied. "You haven't fallen for anything he's said, have you?"
"No," Felicity shook her head.
"Good," Adrian told her. "Don't. Dad killed his sister and I have a feeling that one of the reasons he's after you is to get Dad back for that."