A NEW HOME
Disclaimer: The Mummy and TMR belong to Universal Studios and Stephen Sommers, and as such are not mine just using them for a bit.
Chapter 1 : Last days in Cairo
Things were happening fast for the O’Connells, and for Jonathan. In less than 3 days they would board a ship that would take them to London England. It was a new adventure for all of them. They had decided, not to sell their house, and most of the things that were being packed were smaller things. The house, or manor in London was already furnished, and Evelyn was sure there would be allot of cleaning that would have to be done, but she intended to get some help for that. Right now she and Rick were in their room packing, now that Alex was down for a nap, they could get more done.
In his room, Alex was not asleep, and had gotten out of his crib. Now he was getting things they had taken great care to pack in crates, back out. He completely cleaned out one crate, and was working on another one when Evelyn passed by.
“Alex no,” She said. He looked up.
“I want me toys out mum,” He told her as she came over to him.
“You are supposed to be asleep,” she said, tired. All of this packing business was for the birds, and she hoped once they moved to England they would stay put, at least for a little bit.
“I not seepen,” he said defiantly.
“You most certainly are.” She picked him up, and he started to scream as she laid him down in his bed. Alex continued to scream, and Evelyn left him shutting the door. When he figued out she was gone, he started to cry for her, and in a few minutes she came back.
“Come here baby.” She picked him up and he lay his head on her shoulder.
“This is pretty confusing isn’t it?” She sat down with him, and rocked him until he was asleep. After laying him in his crib, she repacked all of this things, which is where Rick found her.
“We need to put these down with the other crates,” she said softly. He lifted one, and had her set the other on top, then they left Alex to sleep.
For Jonathan getting out of Cairo was sad. He loved his life here, going out until the wee hours of the morning, gambling, the belly dancers were all his life. Now he sat in a bar having another shot of bourbon. He had already taken three shots, and for Jonathan that was enough to make him very happy. He stood up and bumped into a man making him drop his drink.
“Hey watch yourself.”
“I was, “ Jonathan said, and started away, when the man grabbed him and punched him. Jonathan swung and missed, then one more punch and he was out cold.
At the house everyone was asleep when the phone rang. Rick got it before it could wake Alex and answered. There was a girl on the other end, who told him that Jonathan had been in a fight, and need a ride home. Rick hung up, cursing silently. Evelyn sat up.
“What was all that about?”
“Your brother got beat up, so I’m going to get him. I won’t be long. He came to her side of the bed and kissed her, then went out of their room, and heard Alex crying. If Jonathan hadn’t have been beat up Rick seriously considered adding to his wounds. He opened the door and went to the crib.
“Hey big guy go back to sleep.”
“Mum hold,” He said. Rick lifted him out, and carried him back into their room, laying him in the bed where he cuddled with mum, and went back to sleep.
It was a half hour later when Rick and Jonathan arrived home. Jonathan was pretty drunk, and stumbled as they walked inside. Evelyn was there with coffee, waiting, and Rick left them.
“Honestly Jonathan why do you do this?” She came and rubbed some aloe on the cut over his eye and he flinched.
“Don’t need to yell,” He told her in a slurred voice. She helped him take some sips of coffee, then helped him into his room where she got his shoes, and socks off, and helped him lay down in bed. She pulled the covers over him, standing there for a moment. Sometimes it was like she had two children to raise. As she walked out, she turned off the light, then went upstairs finding Alex’s door open. She heard Ricks voice and smiled.
“Did princess happy,” Alex mumbled.
“The princess is always the one who lives happily ever after” Rick told him leaning in and kissing his little nose.
“Now go to sleep.” Alex nodded and rolled onto his tummy, already asleep. When Rick turned, he jumped, not expecting Evelyn to be standing there. He came over to her and lifted her into his arms.
“Is Jonathan all right?” Rick asked as he carried he back into their room.
“He will be in the morning. I’m not sure he really wants to go, but he doesn’t seem to want to stay here alone either.” Rick silenced her with a kiss, and for now nothing more was said.
They last day in Cairo was a Sunday, and Jonathan had offered to keep Alex, as a sort of pay back for them coming to bail him out at the bar the other night. Now at home, Alex was pulling his camel around the room,. around all the crates, while Jonathan picked up his blocks. They were trying to keep things in order, as best they could, for the big move tomorrow, and with Alex it was not an easy task. He got tired of playing with his camel and spotted Cleo, their cat, going under one of the chairs.
“Ceo.” Alex ran to the chair, and lay on his belly looking under at her. She would be going with them, and was terrified of things right now.
“Out now,” he said reaching for her. She swiped at him and Alex kept poking at her, so she bit his finger. It was not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to get his attention. Alex didn’t cry, but he did leave her alone.
“Unca John out now,” Alex demanded. Jonathan who had just finished picking up the last of the blocks was sitting on the couch.
“I say Alex, why dont we read a story.”
“No go out.” he came over and tugged on his Uncles hand, and Jonathan sighed.
“Where should we go partner?”
“See da cats.” So after locking the house the two set out to find the cats.
At their favorite Cafe, Rick and Evelyn shared a nice lunch together.
“So are you ready for life in England,” Rick asked her. She took a sip of her tea, and nodded.
“I think it will be a good change for us.” She had been saying that since they had decided to move, and Rick guessed it was to convince herself.
“Because you know we could just stay here.” It was tempting to do so, but the change really would be good for all of them, and now that Alex was here proritys had changed for both of them. In England, when Alex was older, he would get a better education there, and that was a big reason for both of them to go. Once they had finished their lunch, they headed off for the market for one last jaunt.
Alex had gotten away from his Uncle, who was chasing him through the crowed. He wasn’t watching where he was going and bumped into his daddy who lifted him into the air.
“Are you giving Uncle John a hard time?” Alex struggled to be put down, but Rick wouldn’t do that.
“Alex, you have to hold either my hand or your mum’s hand.”
“No don’t got to do dat,” He said.
“Then you get to stay up here.” Alex tried to kick, but Rick held him still, and finally he gave up and settled down.
“I hold hand?” Rick set him down, and before he could get his hand, Alex took off again, this time with three adults after him. The little boy, being little, ducked through the crowds thinking this was a game. He ran and stepped on a slick spot and fell sliding and skinning his knees and arms. Alex screamed and cried, and Evelyn got to him first picking him up.
“Your all right, I know it hurts” He held onto her and cried as though his heart would break. As she stood, Rick and Jonathan caught up to them.
“We need to get him a harness,” Jonathan muttered. Rick agreed, and they set off for home.
Night fell, their last night in Cairo. Alex had fallen asleep on their bed, and they decided to let him stay there. Right now Rick and Evelyn sat on their little patio.
“I can’t believe its tomorrow,” Evelyn said. Rick held her closer.
“I know. In a way I’m going to miss this old place.” She looked up at him., surprise showing on her face.
“I thought you hated it here.” He smiled down at her.
“I did once, then one day you walked into my life and that all changed,” He said. She snugged against him, and they stayed that way for a while before going up to bed, to sleep their last night in Cairo.
Disclaimer: I don’t own The Mummy or The Mummy Returns. They belong to Universal Studios and Stephen Sommers. I am only using them for just a bit
Added Note: In two of my stories, this and then another I have made reference to a book Evelyn is writing called Curses of the Pharoah’s. To note that doesn’t belong to me either. The book versioin of TMR written by Max Allen Collins has referenece to that, so it is his idea, and with the movies nothing is intended as far as me using their ideas.
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