: : A Busy Week : :
: : Summary : : This is the story based on the proposal, marriage and Honeymoon of Rick and Evelyn
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Today at the museum, Evelyn sat trying to get a list of things together for her replacement, who would work for her while she was gone. The Bembridge Scholars had sent her notice that a Curator was needed there, and she decided she would fill that posision. Being Evelyn, she was so into her work that she didn�t notice her husband to be, her Fianc�e come into her office, not until he was infront of her desk.
�Oh, hi there,� she said blushing. He smiled and leaned in kissing her lips.
�I thought maybe we could get a bite to eat,� Rick said. She looked up at the old grandfather clock.
�I didn�t realize it was that late, no wonder my stomach has been growling.� He took her hand and pulled her to her feet and into his arms. They kissed, not just a simply kiss but a deep kiss, a searching kiss. Rick parted her lips with his tongue and she gasped holding onto him for life itself. Rick pulled her against him, neither noticing Jonathan walk in.
�Uh, I thought you were supposed to wait until after you were married to do that to her,� Jonathan said in mock seriousness. They parted and Evelyn turned away embarrassed.
�I came to tell you that your dress is ready.� She turned back around now semi composed.
�Thank you Jonathan,� she said still out of breath. He turned trying to hold in his laugh, and left the two love birds to themselves.
�I get so carried away,� she admitted to Rick as they left the museum.
�We could move things up for us,� he tried, knowing she would say no. Being raised as a proper lady, Evelyn would wait until they were married.
�Not until we are married,� she told him. They went to lunch first, barely eating, too into one another.
�So where are we going for our honeymoon?� she asked. He wouldn�t tell her, and it was making her crazy.
�You�ll find out after we get married.� After lunch they parted ways. She was going to get her dress, one that had been her mothers, and didn�t want him to see it until their special day. Their wedding would be in the Fort�s small chapel performed by the priest, Father John, who had performed a memorial for her parents. The little shop was in the middle of Cairo, owned by an Egyptian woman who she had known a long time.
�Welcome Evelyn,� Chione said. She went in the back and brought the dress in.
�Try it on, I shall wait here.� Evelyn went in the back and did what she was told. The dress was simple, beautiful cream color with lace arms, and a long flowing train. When she came out Chione smiled.
�You look as beautiful as your mother did. She would be proud of you child.� That warmed Evy�s heart, and after a few tucks here and there the dress was ready to go. Evelyn hugged her friend, then left to go back to the Museum. She didn�t notice a dirty, scruffy looking fellow following her, and when she walked into the Alley he grabbed her pulling her close to him.
�I know you brought treasure from Hamunaptra, and your going to take me to it.� To keep her from arguing he held a knife to her throat. Evelyn was terrified, and helpless to do anything. The man led her to the stables where he had two camels waiting. She stashed the dress away, and when he turned she did the only thing she could think to do, which was to take a shovel and hit him as hard as she could over his head. The blow sent him too his knees, but before she could get away he grabbed her and she fell. She kicked him in the face and when he let go she got up, and ran as fast as she could to the house. When she arrived she was out of breath and terrified. She ran up to her room, slamming the door, and pulling the dresser up to it. Once she was safe, she sank to the floor sobbing. Why wouldn�t this end? She was so tired of reliving the memories of that time, and the loss of her parents when she was 14. Then she was suddenly angry. She took a vase that her mother had given her a year before she had died, and broke it, then fell on her bed crying soul wrenching cries.
It was two hours later when a frantic Rick arrived. He had been in one of the local taverns with Jonathan, when a young boy from the museum came and told him that Evy had not returned after lunch, and that had been 2 hours ago. Now he called her name, not getting a response. He ran upstairs and found her door closed.
�Evelyn?� No answer. Rick tried the door but it was locked.
�Evelyn let me in please.� He heard her crying and that alarmed him.
�Come on Sweetheart open the door.� He heard something move away, then the lock click but the door stayed closed. Rick opened it, and found her laying on her bed. He crossed the room and sat on the bed taking her into his arms.
�I�m here shh.� She clung to him tightly, and he held her closer rubbing her back, waiting for the storm to calm, which eventually it did.
�What happened?�
�I was going back to the Museum,� She stopped and took in a breath.
�And a man wanted me to take him to Hamunptra.� She started to tremble and he kicked his shoes off and lay with her in his arms.
�So when we got to the stables, I found a shovel and I hit him over the head. Oh Rick when will it end.� She cried again and he held her close. �I don�t know the answer to that, but I do know that you won�t ever have to worry about feeling helpless again.� She lifted her head from his chest.
�You can�t be with me everytime I go out on my own,� she said.� Rick took his thumb and wiped away a stray tear.
�No, I can�t, but if you�ll let me I�ll teach you some basic moves, so that if your ever in trouble you have a chance of getting away. It sounds like you did a good job.� She nodded then gasped.
�The dress its still at the stables.� He helped her compose herself, and they went there, finding the dress where she had stashed it. Rick didn�t look, and when they got home and it was put away, he put on a record of soft music and danced with her.
�You look surprised,� He said looking at her as they danced.
�I didn�t know you could dance,� she replied. He pulled her closer and she laid her head on his chest.
�I have allot of secrets for you to find out,� He said kissing the top of her head. After dancing they went out to eat, and when they returned it was quite late. Rick had been sleeping down on the couch, and tonight as they parted Evelyn went upstairs and felt terrified. She got a bath, which relaxed her some, then she brushed her hair, and went into her room putting on a soft gown. As she snuggled into sleep she prayed that the dreams wouldn�t come back, but prayers went unheard, and they came.
It was a rainy day in England, and 14 year old Evelyn Carnahan was in the Library reading a book when her brother came in. She looked up and noticed that he had tears in his eyes.
�Jonathan, whats wrong?� she asked coming to him.
�Evy, mum and dad are gone.� She pursed her lips.
�Jonathan that is the most awful joke you�ve ever played on me,� she yelled. He took her hands in his
�God baby sister I wish it was a joke, but they were found dead in their hotel in Egypt, no one knows what caused it.� Evelyn trembled and he held her tight as she began to cry, then scream.
Another dream visited her that night, one where she was back at Hamunaptra strapped to the cold stone alter with Imhotep standing over her. She felt the knife pierce her heart.
Evelyn sat up in bed, out of breath and sweating. She got up without looking where she was going and stepped on some of the glass which went into her foot. She cried out, and for the first time in her life she swore. Evelyn hopped into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bath running water in the tub then stuck her foot in and cried. Rick came in and knelt in front of her.
�I cut my foot,� She said. He took a look, and got the glass out. The cut wasn�t deep, but he knew she would have to stay off of it for a few days. He got the first aid kit and wrapped her foot then lifted her into his arms and carried her into her room by passing the glass and laid her down on her bed. When he straightened, she took his hands.
�Don�t leave me.� Rick had on a pear of jeans, and nothing else, and didn�t hesitate. He slipped into her bed and held her close.
�Did you have more dreams?� He asked.
�Yes, their only dreams,� She told him. Rick kissed her head.
� Your right, but talking about them, at least for me helps them go away.� She sighed and decided to give it a try.
�I was 14 when my parents died. Noone knows what killed them, but given all we have been through I�m sure it was a curse. When Jonathan told me I was made at him, because I thought he was joking, and when he wasn�t I thought I was going to die. I didn�t know where I would go or what I would do, but for once in his life Jonathan took charge, and took care of me, until I was old enough to take care of myself.� Rick nodded.
�I�m sorry for your loss.� She lifted her head and they kissed.
�Thank you Rick.� He pulled her head to rest on his chest.
�What else did you dream?�
�About Imhotep killing me,� she said in a shaky voice.
�He won�t ever be able to, and if for some reason he does come back, I won�t let him hurt you.� She fell asleep, feeling safe, and sound in his arms. Rick filled the emptiness in her heart that had been left when her parents had died, and she thanked the gods for that. As she slept, Rick stayed awake amazed by this love he had for Evelyn. He smiled and thought of the future with her as his wife, and maybe someday they would have a son or daughter to tell all their adventures to. Rick fell asleep dreaming about the future and all the endless possibilities.