Reunited

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I have been skipping around in the movie, I really wanted to get to their story, and reunion.  I might add more of the actual movie later. Anything in this  is basically her speaking Egyptian.  It'll make sense later. 



Nicky stands in the basement of the museum, a golden tablet in his hand. He is being told to give the tablet up, but his father is asking for his trust.

To turn the piece on the tablet, and that everything he said would come true. That all he had to do was trust him.

It was a hard decision, not because he wanted to give the tablet up to the old men in front of him, but because he was losing faith in his father.

He couldn't bear to have another promise broken. To have to move again, or to worse, to lose his father entirely.

Looking down at the golden tablet, he felt a pull. Something was telling him something. To believe. And to turn the piece.

So he did. And it glowed in front of his eyes.

His father told him to run. So that's what he did. He started running, and didn't stop. But there was only so far he could get.

He just had to wait long enough for his father to get there. He would know what to-

The tablet was taken from his hands, and he was soon locked behind a gate with his father. Everything was alive, but they were trapped.

Turning around after Teddy's ill timed advice, Nicky and Larry see that there were giant statues behind them, and they were ready to hurt as well.

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The screaming had stopped before my lid was lifted. There had been a crash, and some talking, but the screaming and banging had stopped.

It was hard to see when the light came through. My eyes had known only darkness for so long, and they were also still covered mostly by bandages.

I lift my hand up, mainly to shield my eyes from the sudden light, and I see a hand come towards me.

My hand has a mind of its own, and reaches for the outstretched help. I barely process that it is another bandaged hand like my own, before I am lifted from my prison and helped out of it.

Standing up, I orient myself, feeling a bit dizzy from laying down for so long.

The person, a man, who had helped me up, faced me towards him. My vision was horrible behind this damn paper.

His hands moved up my arms, to my shoulders. Cupping my face, he begins to unwrap the barrier between us. Slowly, but surely, I see the man in front of me, and nearly cry.

Ahkmenrah. My love.

We were next to each other for so long, and we weren't next to each other. If that wasn't a punishment, I don't know what is.

But then, was this the reward in the end?

I lift my hands to his face, and begin to memorize his eyes.

He brings me closer, and it spurs me into action. I bury my face into his neck, and press my body closer to his. My arms around his neck.

"Sorry to interrupt whatever... this is, but uh, we kinda gotta get the tablet back."

I pull from my love, but not too far. Never again.

I turn to the man speaking, and wonder what he is saying with such urgency.

"What?"

"Do you speak English?"

Ahkmenrah tightens his hands, and starts to speak to the man, although I don't understand a thing.

"No, she hasn't been awake before, she doesn't know what you're saying."

"My love, what is happening? How are we here? The last thing I remember..-

He begins to talk over me, trying to calm me down.

"Darling, we are OK. Let me-"

"But this doesn't make any-"

"explain. It is simple really, if you just..-

"sense. And what is he saying? I-


He stops me by kissing me. My gods, it had been so long. It was short and sweet, with a promise for more after an explanation.

"Trust me, I will explain everything, but first we must retrieve something. OK?"

Slowing my breathing, I nod, and brace myself for whatever may come next. 


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