Disclaimer: Obviously, like all of these disclaimers say, these characters aren't mine!  Never have been, never will be!

Rating: PG...I suppose...probably not though

Summary: Rick's been off on business for two weeks and Evelyn is feeling a little lonely until letters begin arriving.

Authors note: Please, please, please feedback!  This is my first fic EVER so if this sucks, LET ME KNOW!  The only way I can get better is to know what I am doing wrong!  Praise, flame, whatever, anything!  I have been obsessed with this film for well over a year and I couldn't help myself!  Email me at [email protected] for anything you need!

 

 

                        Missing you

 

    Evelyn O'Connell sighed heavily.  She missed her husband.  He had been gone on business to Egypt for over two months already, and wouldn't be back for another.  He had said that he would write, but she had only recieved letters telling how the dig and everything was going.   She had wanted to go with Rick, but she suddenly got sick with something horrible and couldn't go.  She was tired and achy and kind of nauseous.  When she finally got better, he had already been gone for a two weeks.

    Jonathan had tried to keep her company and cheer her up, but to no avail.  When she wasn't at the British Museum working, she was in her room moping around.

    After Evelyn had came home from work one day, she grabbed a bite to eat, and then went directly to her room and hadn't come out since.  Jonathan, who had been in the sitting room reading (if you can believe that), decided that he had had enough.  He went up the stairs and straight to the room that Evelyn and Rick shared.  He knocked, but didn't wait for an answer.  He walked into the room and there was Evelyn, lying in bed, with her usually beautiful hair all rumpled, and tears stains all down her face.

    "Jonathon!  Really, don't you know that you don't come in until the person inside tells you to?  I hadn't even had a chance to open my mouth before you came barging in here!"  Evelyn scolded.  She paused and then said, "As if it matters, I wasn't doing anything anyway."  She quickly realized that she was still holding a tissue in her hand, practically dripping with tears.  She quickly tucked it behind her, and wiped her face with her hand, but wasn't fast enough for Jonathan not to notice.

    "Evie, don't tell me you're crying again?  He'll be back soon!  And think about how happy you'll be when he does come back!  I'll even let you kiss without making gagging noises when he does come back...well, at least for awhile.  Come on Evie, don't cry."  Jonathan said.

    "Oh Jonathan it's no use!  I'm a grown woman and all I can do is sit here blubbering about my husband while he's off in Egypt, no doubt having a wonderful time," cried  Evelyn.  "I feel so foolish.  But I can't help myself!  I wish I hadn't gotten sick!"

    "Evie, it's not as if it was your fault!  Why don't you come downstairs with me and I'll make you a cup of tea?  Come on, maybe you might feel a little better.  I promise to stay with you for at least an hour."  Jonathan suggested.

    "Well....I don't know." Evelyn sighed again.  "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have some tea."

    "Great then!  I'll go get the water boiling."

    Jonathan quickly jumped off the side of the bed that he was sitting on and walked out the door.  Evelyn sat just for a moment and then got up and put on a robe, and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.

    There was a kettle steaming on the stove, but Jonathan wasn't there when she got into the kitchen.  "Jonathan?  Where are you?"  Evelyn called.

    "Evie!  You'll never guess who just walked in the door!  He can't wait to see you!" Jonathan shouted.

    "Damn it, Jonathan, get out of my way!" A gruff voice said.

    "Alright, alright, no need to be rude, I'm moving." Jonathan replied.

    Evelyn would recognize that voice anywhere.  "Rick!"  She shouted.  "You're home!"

    At that moment he came barging into the kitchen and waltzed right up to Evelyn.  He gently pulled her face to his and in an instant his lips were on hers.  His kiss was gentle yet passionate.

    "Oh Rick, I've missed you so much!  I'm so glad you're home."  Evelyn murmured into his shirt.  Unwillingly, she began to cry.  She looked up, tears sliding down her perfect face, but with a brilliant smile.  "You have no idea how happy!"

 

 

 

    "Evie?  Where are you?" Rick called from the bottom of the stairs.  "We're going to be late!"

    "Oh calm down, I'm coming!" She called back.  She walked out of their bedroom and to the top of the stairs.  "How do I look?"  She spun around a little for Rick to get the whole view.

    She was dressed in a clingy black dress that went down to about her mid-calf.  Her hair was hanging loose around her shoulders, just the way Rick liked it.  She was wearing this perfume that once Rick had called her "mystery perfume" because she would never tell him what it was.  Hey, a girl has to have her secrets, she would tell him.

    Rick looked up the stairs at his wife.  His breath caught in his throat.  God, he would never understand just how she stole his heart every time he looked at her.  She was so beautiful, and he could never imagine himself with anyone else for the rest of his life.  And he didn't want to.

    He smiled a broad smile.  "Incredible.  You look incredible."

    "Thank you, sweetheart.  Ready to go now?"  Evelyn said.

    "I've been ready for ten minutes, baby."  Rick teased her.

    "Well, I'm sorry Mr. Ready-In-Three-Minutes!  Now let's go!"

 

    They drove to the restaurant with light conversational teasing and just plain meaningless talk.  These were some of the talks that they liked the best, because it revealed a little about how the other person was feeling.  If they were feeling bad or sad, they probably wouldn't talk very much to begin with.  If they were happy or feeling good they would keep right up with it.  And if they were nervous or excited, they might be a little offbeat.  Evelyn seemed a little strange tonight.  Rick noticed.

    "Evie?  Are you okay?" Rick said, a little concern hinting in his voice. 

"You seem a little weird tonight.

    "Sure, Rick.  I'm fine."  Evelyn said a little too quickly.  But Rick didn't want to pressure her.

    "If you say so, baby."

 

    They arrived at the restaurant within twenty minutes.

    "Two for O'Connell, please." Rick told the maitre'd.

    "This way please." The waiter told them after checking the list and picking up two menus.  He led them to a little table, secluded in the very far corner of the restaurant.  The table was lit by three white candles in the middle of the table.

    "Rick, I love this place.  It's so romantic.  And the food is great." Evelyn said.

    "I know, baby.  That's why we came here.  And I like it too." Rick replied.

    They looked at the menus then.  'I should just tell him now.  Get it over with.  See how he reacts.  I will.                 Right now.  Here I go.'  Evelyn thought.  She took a deep breath.

    "Rick.  There's something I have to tell-" Evelyn started.

    "Hello sir, miss.  Welcome.  Can I get you anything?  Wine?  Water?"  The waiter said.

    Evelyn looked at Rick.  He gave her a questioning look before saying, "Yea, sure, we'll have a  bottle of red wine.  And we'll get back to you on the food."

    "No!  I mean, no.  We don't need any wine.  It's okay.  No wine." Evelyn jumped in.  Rick gave her a weird look.

    "Are you sure, Evie?  We can get wine if you want to." Rick said, a little confused.

    "No, no.  It's okay.  No wine.  Thanks." Evelyn said.

    "Why don't I come back in a few minutes?" The waiter said.

    "Yea, that's a good idea.  See you in a few minutes." Rick replied.

    Rick turned to Evelyn.  "What's going on, baby?  You were alittle weird in the car and now you're acting  strange about a little wine.

  Are you okay?"

    "Rick, I really need to tell you something.  It's important." Evelyn said, her voice a little shaky.

    "Well, go ahead, sweetheart.  What is it?"

    "...I'm pregnant."

 

 

 

    Rick sat there; stunned.  'Did she just say what I think she said?  Pregnant?  That means a baby.  I'm going to have a baby.  We're going to have a baby.  Oh My God.  I'm going to be a dad, and Evy is going to be a mother.  This is unreal.  This is incredible.  This is unbelievable.  This

is-'

    "Rick.  Please.  Say something.  Please, Rick."  Evelyn said with a shaky voice.  'Oh God.  This is not what he wanted.  What if he leaves me?  He wouldn't do that would he?' She thought.

    A few seconds passed, though they felt like eons for Evelyn.  But finally Rick looked up into her rich colored eyes, and she could see the tears that were threatening to fall down into his lap.  The look that passed between them was one that cannot be fully described by words, for there are no words beautiful enough.  It was pure.  It was undiluted.  It was gentle.  It was caring.  It was LOVE.  Love that had waited thousands of years to be alive again, since when they were in ancient Egypt together; princess and medjai.*

  Love so strong it would never be broken.  Love so strong it would never end.  And love so pure that the tears in both of their eyes were running down their faces and all over their clothes and they did not even notice.

    Slowly (they were sitting in a booth type thing), Rick moved over so he was a little closer to Evelyn.  He picked up his trembling hand and placed it so it was hovering over her abdomen.  He looked up at her eyes, as if for permission.  She nodded her head, and put her hand over his and pushed them so both were touching her belly.  His hand almost immediately stopped trembling the moment he touched her.

    Finally it became too much for her to bear, and she broke down, crying, sobbing, at this beautiful sight where their child first met his (or her) father.  Rick held her in his arms, kissing her hair now and then, and all the while, keeping his hand on her body where their baby lay.

    "I love you."  He would whisper.  "I love you."

 

    They made love that night.  After, when they were lying in bed, they began talking about what they were going to do.

    "Jonathan can still live with us, right?  I don't know where he would go it we didn't let him."  Evelyn asked her husband as he softly kissed her hand.

    He chuckled.  "Don't worry, baby, he can stay with us.  I'm not that mean."

    After a moment of silence, Evelyn started to say something, then hesitated.

  She obviously decided to say something anyway when she said, "When I first told you I was pregnant, I thought you were disappointed.  I didn't think this was what you wanted.  I'm sorry I doubted you, Rick."

    "Don't apologize, baby.  But to tell you the truth, God Evy, I'm scared out of my mind.  But I want this.  Don't ever doubt that.  A baby, Evy.  We're going to be parents!" Rick said, a grin sliding into place.  "Do you want to know what made me a little less, well, scared of this?" She nodded. "I heard you say that you were pregnant, and one of my first thoughts was that this was incredible.  And that's what I said you were tonight before we left for dinner.  I figured I shouldn't be scared of something that's the same as you, because I'm not scared of you.  And I love you more than anything, so

I'll love our child just as much."

    "I love you, Rick.  You're so perfect for me.  And I know I sound like I'm reciting from something, but now I love you even more, because you've given me a child.  How could our lives get any more wonderful?" Evelyn said, her voice thick with emotion.

    "Baby, I don't think they could." Rick said, with a voice just as full of emotion as Evelyn's was.

    And with that, they fell asleep in each others arms.  There was no better place than together.

 

 

 

The asterick (*) I put up there was to make you look down here.  Basically what I meant in that sentence was that I think that when Rick was a Medjai in ancient times that he and Evelyn (Nefertiri) were together then too.  This is the end of this story, but I will continue to write.  Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed and just wait until my next story, where you will HAVE to review!  Thanks!!