: : Summary : : Alex O'Connell is all grown up now, going on his own digs and such. He's even started a family. His wife, Emily Neilson O'Connell, and their son Joshua Alexander O'Connell love Egypt as much as Rick and Evie do. After a dig in which Evelyn and Rick stumble upon a famous ring that is saught after by a certain buyer. Adventure hits the two families head on as they get thrown into another precarious perdicament.
the abandoned warehouse. They each had their guns ready, and Alex breathed
the London air in, exhaling as he turned and kicked the door open.
Several guards were sitting at a small table playing with a deck of
cards, and drew their gun's immidiately. The O'Connell's fired back, hitting
most of them, as three ran from the scene into a small room toward the back
of the lobby.
"Dad, I need to get back there." He called over the gunfire as the two
hunkered down behind a far wall.
"I know you have it! Where is the ring!" a harsh slap filled the
silence of the room, and Emily cried out in pain. Her left eye was swollen
shut, and her cheeks were bruised and cut.
She twisted in the chair, the rope chaffing against her skin. "I don't
have a ring." She cried out, tears mingling with blood to leave red streaks
down her face. Gunfire filled the room beyond the locked door, and Emily
smiled lightly. "Alex." She mumbled, and was met with a wet cloth of
chloroform covering her nose and mouth. Try as she might, she took deep
breaths, welcoming the blackness.
"Get her out of here! Here's a ticket to the Sudan Ferry, and get to
Egypt. Make the ring come to us." A dumpy man snarled, and rough hands
threw her over a shoulder as the blackness claimed her.
"Em? Emily?" Alex called into the empty warehouse, as he kicked in the
back door. He found another note, this time scribbled onto the table, and he
read aloud.
'Egypt, three days time. 6:30 pm Karnak.' Was all it said, and Alex
cursed loudly, grabbing a chair and throwing it at a nearby wall. "Damnit!
We were so close!" he cried, letting the tears fall in angry streaks down
his face.
"Alex, come on. Let's go, it's obvious she's not here. We'll find her,
trust me." Rick promised as the two made their way from the building, and
back home.
Emily awoke to the bumps of a locomotive as she groggily sat upright to
look out the window. She was met with heavy iron bars that crossed
vertically through the window and the window above the door was the same.
Her hands and feet had been untied, and she rubbed her chaffed wrists
carefully, the angry red skin protesting. Her face had become less swollen
yet remained sore, even as she turned her head from side to side.
"Glad to see you are awake my lovely. I am Greg Williamson, a…collector
you might say. Of Egyptian things of course. You're family has something of
mine, I'm sure of it, and I would really love to have it returned
immidiately." He gruffly untied her with a small knife he pulled from his
pocket. "I own a collection of fine Ancient Egyptian things, and that ring
is sorely needed." He explained and Emily looked out the window, refusing to
look at or even talk to this man. He'd taken her from her family, and now he
was being polite? Not to mention he'd beaten the crap out of her.
"Answer me Mrs. O'Connell, where is the ring?" he growled, and when she
didn't answer he stood quickly, knocking the chair he was perched upon over.
"BITCH!" he snarled and stalked up to her, his crooked long finger in her
face. "We'll just see how brave you are when you're starving!" he growled
and slammed the heavy wooden door as he left.
"Father!" Joseph Bey called as the young man rode into the Med-jai
encampment. "Father, there's trouble with the O'Connell's again. They are
here." He announced as he lightly kissed his mother on the cheek. Emma
O'Connell smiled at her son, who had now been the leader of the Med-jai for
quite some time.
Ardeth Bey strode from his home and looked at his son, the ornate tattoos
on his face, his rugged appearance. Just as he was when he was Yusuf's age.
"The O'Connell's? What has happened?" he asked hurridly as Emma gasped and
laid a hand on his face.
"it is bad Abu (father)." His second son trotted up, hopping off the
mare and bowed lightly at his older brother and father, and leaned in to peck
Emma on the cheek.
"Yalda, Yusuf, what is the news?" Ardeth asked impatiently, and Emma
began to pack their traveling gear for the trip ahead.
"Men have taken Emily, Alex's wife. They want the ring of Tiraide, but
the O'Connell's just don't know what they have done with it. They sent you a
letter." Joseph handed the folded piece of paper to his father.
'Ardeth, trouble again. Emily, my daughter-in-law, has been kidnapped by
men who want the ring of Tiraide, but we can't find it. We need your help.
They will be in Karnak tomorrow at 6:30 p.m., and we will meet you there at
noon.
O'Connell'
Ardeth nodded and smiled as Emma walked up with the saddlebags and
carrying supplies. "Thank you love." He kissed her lightly and they
followed their children into the night, heading toward the Temple of Karnak.