Disclaimer :  The Mummy and The Mummy Returns are not mine by any right.  I'm just borrowing the characters for this story, so don't sue me please.

 

Author : Eviefan.

 

Summary :  I've been thinking about this for a bit now.  If you look at Evelyn and even Rick at the end of The Mummy, and all throughout you see that they are adventures..(Yes I'm stating the obvious)  So them becoming parents may not be as easy as I made it look in my first few stories.  I mean They would want him but they also have to realize that their lives have to change.  So this story is going to focus on from when she finds out she is pregnant, and how both of them prepare for that change.  Then when he arrives, and how they adjust to his being there.

 

 

 

 

 

Love Marriage, and a Family

 

 

Prologue: A Beginning

 

It had all happened so fast.  After the events of Hamunaptra, Evelyn, and Rick found that  leaving one another was out of the question.  They had fallen in love, and it was a love to grasp a hold of and not let go.  They married, a small simple wedding, a week later, and took a Honeymoon in Italy for a month.  Now two more months had passed, and Evelyn was back to work in the museum, getting used to the new curator, who was also linked with the Med-jai, and pleasant to work with.  She had her own office now, to do research on all the copies of ancient Egyptian history, that the Scholars had decided may not be all that accurate, and was earning their respect.  Aside from that, she was also trying to get them to fund a dig at Thebes.  She wanted to do some exploring there.  She and Rick had both decided it would be a good expedition, one far less dangerous than Hamunaptra.    For Rick, life had changed, his priorities were now not only just himself,  but also Evleyn, and he loved having that responsibility.   Their  love was secure enough, that when he decided to go out with Jonathan, as long as he told her, which he did willingly, she didn't mind.

 

 

 

Chapter 1 : Fighting and making up

 

Today she was happy, waiting for the day to end.  She, and Rick had planned to go outside of the city, to a little natural pool, for skinny dipping, and she was very excited about that.  Finally the end of her work day at the museum arrived, and she rushed home.  It was getting dark, but she felt safe walking the short way to their house, which lay on the outskirts of the city.    When she arrived, the lights were off, and she frowned.  On the back door was a note, and she took it down and opened it.

 

 

 

'Evie,  Jonathan and I decided to take a ride down the Nile.  He has some goons,  who are out for him, so I'm going to get them off of his case.  I will probably be late.  I love you.  Rick..'

 

 

 

She pursed her lips, and crumbled the paper.  How could he forget that they had made plans.  Once inside, she found that she had started to cry, and she couldn't stop  She went up to their room, slipped off her shoes, and lay on the bed with her face in his pillow and sobbed, soul wrenching sobs.  He had really hurt her feelings, and she felt second hand.  When the tears stopped falling, she sat up and found his picture smiling at her.  She took it, and threw it down, causing it to shatter, then decided if he was going to be out, then she would be too.  After touching up her makeup, she left the house without leaving him a note, and went down the street to see Safia, her best friend, who welcomed her inside, where they sat and talked about their lives.

 

 

 

 

It was almost midnight when Rick and Jonathan arrived home, and unlike his brother-in-law,  Rick was sober.  He had handled Jonathan's problems, and when he walked in, he frowned as there were no lights on.  Evie usually left the kitchen light on, and the one in the parlor.   

 

"Come on,"  Rick said, tugging Jonathan  into his downstairs room. After he got his shoes off of  him, Rick pulled the covers over him, then went out of his room, and down the passage, back into the parlor, then through the kitchen, and up the stairs to their room.  It was dark, and when he turned on the light, he saw the picture broken and he started to panic. 

 

"Evie?"  he called out.  He ran from their room, to her old room, and Jonathan's, which was now the storage room, but she was no where to be found.  He ran back downstairs, and looked for signs of a struggle.  His heart was pounding, and he was ready to call the authorities, when he heard the front door open.  He ran through the parlor and through the entry on the left, where he found Evelyn taking off her Shaw.  He pulled her into his arms.

 

"Oh god I thought you had been taken,"  he said to her, stroking her back.  She did not return his embrace, and he noticed and pulled away.

 

"Evie honey, what's wrong?"    She looked at him.

 

"You only think of yourself,"  she snapped, and he got mad.

 

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"  he asked, and added.

 

"And you left without any notes, so what about you?"  She walked away from him, and he followed her into the parlor.

 

"Tonight, did you forget about our little night out skinny dipping, or have you already grown tired of being with me, and go out, so you can feast your eyes on other women," she said accusingly.  She faced him then.

 

"Oh god Honey I'm sorry....What the hell is that supposed to mean?"  he asked, as he caught the last part of her sentence.

 

"It means what it sounds like Richard O'Connell.  You would rather go out with my brother and have a good time, than to go out with me. "  She said, as she left going into the kitchen with him hot on her heals.  He grabbed her, and pulled her to face him.

 

"Now you wait just a god damn minute,"  he said.

 

"Jonathan got into some trouble, and asked me to come along to help him get a few goons off of his back, which I did.  You are always mad at me, because I yell at him too much, and the first time I step in to be his friend, you get all pissy,"  he said.   Still angry, she pulled away from him.

 

"Thats not the point,"  she said, though she was glad that Rick had finally decided to help Jonathan, instead of criticize him, she was still upset about being forgotten.

 

"The point is you forgot about me, about us, so you could go on a cruise with Jonathan,"  she snapped, and headed upstairs.  Again he came after her, and caught her before she went into their room.

 

"Will you wait a damn minute?  I said I was sorry what more do you want from me?  What is with you?  Lately you go off at any little thing either myself or Jonathan does."  That  comment was something that fueled  her anger.

 

"I do not go off on everything you two do.  I'm glad you went out with him, but it would be nice if you would remember me every so often."  With that she walked in the room, and slammed the door, locking it so he couldn't get in.  For a moment all he could do was stand there, he was too stunned to really do much of anything.

 

"Evelyn your acting like a baby open up,"  he said.

 

"No I don't want to speak to you at this moment,"  she said.  Rick could hear that she was already starting to cry, and he banged his head against the door.

 

"Fine I'll sleep on the couch."  He walked downstairs, and lay on the couch looking up at the ceiling, and stared at it.  He sighed and rolled on his side, closing his eyes, and tried to sleep but he couldn't.  He had never had a fight with her before, not since they had been  married, and he for one didn't much like it.  He sighed again,  and rolled on his back, and finally sat up.  He went into the small library, and looked through her desk drawer, and found what he wanted, which was the skeleton key.    Quietly Rick made his way up the stairs, and went to their door.  When he tried it, the door was still locked, so he slid the key in and it clicked open.  As he opened the door, Rick frowned, for Evelyn was sobbing, and he felt awful.  Another first, he had made her cry, and decided this would be the last time.  Carefully he stepped over the  broken glass, and sat on the bed, then gathered her in his arms.  She clung to him, and he leaned back against the pillows.

 

 

"Shhh,"  he whispered softly, stroking his hand up and down her back.  It took a few minutes, but she finally started to calm down, and when she looked up her face was all tear stained.

 

"Evie what is  happening with you hmm?"  he asked.

 

"You've been tired, I know you have, and getting upset like this,"  Rick said gently.

 

"I know, I don't know why I'm so grouchy."  Rick leaned in, and kissed her tears away, then rubbed his nose against hers.  She sighed and rested her head against his chest.

 

"Just don't stop loving me,"  she said.  That was her biggest fear, that one day he would stop loving her.  Evelyn was so afraid of that, of him finding a girl who was prettier than she, or more fun to be around.  It surprised her when he stood them up, and her face was tilted up, then his lips were upon hers, warm and inviting.  Evelyn wrapped her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss pushing his tongue into her mouth to taste her.  When he pulled away, she was trembling with need.

 

"I won't ever stop loving you.  I want to make love to you,"  he said taking his thumb, wiping away the last of her tears.

 

"I want that as well,"  she breathed.  Her hands moved to his shirt but he stilled them.

 

"Let me do this,"  he said.  She nodded, and watched as he undressed, as his skin was exposed to her gaze.  The effect that it had on her, made her heart beat faster, and a sweet ache start at her center and spread through her.  After Rick had undressed, he moved to shut the door, then he came back to her, and eased her into his arms.  She lifted her head, as his came down, his mouth once again on hers, kissing her until she was out of breath.  His hands moved to the back of the dress she was wearing, and after a moment she felt the zipper being pulled down.  His hands on her bare skin drove the breath from her, and she had to remember how to breath.  Slowly he undressed her, and each bit of her soft skin that was exposed, Rick covered in his warm kisses.  He pushed the dress off of her, leaving on her, only her lace bra, and her lace panties.  He bent down just a little, and Evelyn moaned as he rubbed his very erect penis against her panties.  Her arms wrapped around his neck, and he lifted her against him, kissing her as he carried her to their bed.  It was the cool mattress against her back, which caught her attenion, and she gasped as his hands moved within her panties to rub the outer part of her Vagina.

 

"Oh Rick Rick Rick,"  came her whispered response.  He was seated next to her, and smiled as she whispered his name.  Slowly he leaned in, and placed moist kisses against her belly which he noticed had gotten a little rounded, but he didn't pay that any mind, as he nibbled on her belly.  She tossed her head back and forth gasping, calling out his name as he licked, and nibbled at her.

 

"Please,"  she breathed.  He eased the panties from her body, tossing them to the side of the bed, then helped her sit up long enough to get her bra off of her.  Once she was laying back against the mattress, he moved over her, cradling her head in his hands, as his lips came down up hers.  She cried out in sheer pleasure as his penis moved into her tight folds. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and shoulders, and she arched up to meet his thrusts which were slow and steady.  He eased his lips away from hers looking into her hazel eyes. 

 

"I love you,"  he said softly, as he rubbed his nose against hers.

 

"I love you, oh Rick I love you so much,"  came her shuttered reply.  For a few minutes he kept his thrusts slow letting the pleasure build within them.  Then both of their bodies called out for completion, and slowly he built up speed.  As he thrust into her folds, she tightened around him moaning his name with each thrust he made into her.  He reached down and grabbed her ankles taking them to pull over his hips.  She caught on to what he wanted, and did the rest on her own crying out as his thrusts went deeper into her .

 

"Rick Oh Rick,"  she cried out lifting her head to nibble at his neck.  That caused him to moan, and he leaned in to do some nibbling of his own.  His kisses on her neck were like fire, and she closed her eyes lifting her arms up, reaching around the brass head board, and grasping on as he drove into her with more speed.  Her walls around him tightened more, and now she cried out his name.  He ended the assault on her neck and lifted his head. 

 

"Evie,"  he breathed, kissing her chin.

 

"Open your eyes for me,"  he said, and she did.

 

"Oh Rick, I want, I want,"  that was all she got out before her body began to spasm.  Her orgasm was strong, and she screamed out in pleasure of it.  It was her walls tightening and releasing around his hardened flesh that caused him to orgasm, and he yelled out her name over, and over, as he made one last thrust into her, then stopped the motion of his hips,  leaning his head against her neck.  For a moment there were no words, as each of them let the feeling of what just happened carry them away.  It was Rick who moved first, not to part from her, just to role them so that he wasn't squashing her.  He rolled them to their side, still embedded with in her warm folds.  Evie nuzzled her face into his neck, her arms wrapped around him, needing to be held secure.  His own hands moved to her bottom pushing her closer, and she whimpered.

 

"Shhh, I've got you,"  he said, and rubbed his hand over her back.  Sleep claimed her before it did him, and he sighed.  Eventually his penis slipped from within her folds, and he rolled on his back bringing her with him.  He reached down to pull the covers over them, then sighed, and was soon asleep himself.

 

 

To Be Continued