HAMUNAPTRA AGAIN
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Chapter 1 : Taken
A few months had passed since Alex’s arrival, and Evelyn was back to work at the museum, taking him with her. He was now 4 months old and smiled, and cooed at she and Rick all the time. He was finally sleeping six hours a night, as opposed to every three hours, and both parents were glad for that. Their lives seemed to have come full circle, and they were happy for the way things has settled down into a normal pace. Today Evelyn was putting some other treasures of Hamunaptra on display in the Egyptian section of the museum, while Alex had his nap in her office in his playpen.. She smiled. Life for all of them was going so well, and she was so thankful that the Museum had wanted her back even if she brought her baby with her, though some days Alex stayed with daddy, but most of the time, since he was nursing, she had him with her. As she was finishing her work, a young couple came in looking at the exhibits and she smiled as one of the guides Ahmhad led them around. Since she was finished, she went back to her office to check on Alex. Upon her arrival she heard his gurgles and coos and walked over to his playpen.
“Did you decide to wake up?” she asked as she got his burp cloth, and draped it over her shoulder, then lifted him out. He snuggled against her gumming the burp cloth which meant he was ready for lunch.
“All right let mummy close the door so we can have some privacy,” Evelyn said, and as she walked to the door Rick arrived with a basket.
“Oh, I thought you were going to help Jonathan with his trouble,” Evelyn said, surprised but pleased to see him.
“Taken care of,” he said, as he set the basket down, and hugged she and Alex who turned to see who was talking to his mum. He gave his dad one if his toothless grins.
“Hey there Alex, do you want to go with me and mum on a little picnic.” His response was more toothless grins.
“Here you take him, and I’ll meet you outside,” she said as she gently placed Alex into his fathers arms.
“All right lets go get set up for this picnic before she finds something to do,” he said, cradling Alex in one arm, as he gathered the basket with his free hand, then moved to the back of the museum, out to the little gardens. He found a shady spot under a tree that was indigenous to Cairo, then set up, putting a blanket down for them to sit on. Once he had spread that out, which took him a bit since he had only one had to use, he sat down with his back to the tree and laid Alex on his lap.
“There we go. Hows a little fresh air with you daddy?” Rick asked. Alex gurgled at him then started to fuss all at once, which meant he wanted his lunch.
“Hey shh,” Rick said, as he lifted Alex to his shoulder. He rubbed his back, and Alex rubbed his face against his fathers shirt getting more fussy.
“Hey hey shh, Mummy’s coming,” He said and sighed relief when Evelyn came out of the museum. She hurried over to them, and once she had settled down, took him into her arms, and in a moment he was nursing and quiet.
“So what wonderful things did you pack for our picnic?” Evelyn asked, as he began to get things out of the basket. He took out a container with some potato salid in it, and two sandwiches wrapped in wax paper, handing her one which was her favorite, tomatoes, cheese and a slice of ham. She managed to eat one handed while holding Alex with her other hand and arm as he nursed.
“So anything new today at the museum?” he asked.
“Not too much, I put out a new display of treasure from Hamunaptra which always draws in new tourists,” she said casually.
“Evie I really wish you wouldn’t display it, I know you donated it to the museum, but I dont think its safe for you to be around there with greedy people lurking about,” he said, ever the worry wort when it came to her. She sighed and smiled down at Alex who was watching her as he had his lunch.
“I think your daddy worries too much.” He smilled at her, then closed his eyes. The rest of lunch was relatively quiet, and once they had finished she helped him pack things up.
“So I’ll see you at home,” He said as he kissed her, and their sleeping son, then he left. Evelyn sighed. She knew how much he worried about the treasure, but since they had left Hamunaptra more than a year ago, nothing bad had happened, and she was feeling as though that was an isolated incident.
“Alright baby, lets get you inside to have a proper nap while mummy sorts through her books,” she said, and carried him back into her office.
It was a little before dinner, when Evelyn decided they needed to head home. Alex was starting to get fussy, and tired, and she was ready to go home, and be with her husband. Now as she gathered her things, and his, putting them into a satchel, Alex lay in his playpen starting to cry.
“Alex mummy’s hurrying,” she called out, as she finished. She took the baby harness and pulled it over her head then put her right arm through it, letting it rest on her shoulder.
“Here I am baby,” she said, as she lifted him out. Once she got him settled in the harness, she got their satchel, and was about to turn to leave when something was placed over her nose. Her eyes grew big and she tried to struggle, but what ever she was smelling was making her very tired. Soon darkness enveloped her and the fight left her.
“What about the baby?” Thomas asked his wife. Alex had settled down and was now asleep, oblivious to what was happening.
“Bring him with her, if she refuses to give us what we want, we will use him as leverage,” Sylvia answered. She and her husband had come to Egypt to find the lost city, and over their months in Cairo, they had heard the talk that the librarian, Evelyn O’Connell had discovered the city, and more importantly knew a great deal about the ancient times, so now they were taking her to get what they wanted. Thomas was a strong man and easily lifted the woman into his arms with the baby and they snuck out the back way.
When it was past dinner, Rick decided to go get Evelyn from the museum. It was not unusual for her to forget the time, and he took his time walking to get her. It was a cool evening, and there was a bit of a breeze. He smiled as he thought about seeing if she wanted to go for a walk. Often times they would get Alex down for the night, or at least three hours, then sit out in their little back yard, and watch the stars. Sometimes they would make love beneath the night sky, and those were his favorite times. He came out of thought as he arrived at the museum. It was still lit up, and he frowned as he found that the front door had not been locked. If Evelyn was there by herself, she usually locked it and would come and let him in. He took the gun he always carried on his belt out, and entered the museum carefully. The front entry was vast, and he didn’t see anything amiss, though he took great care as he moved through the passage that led to her office. Once he was there he didn’t find anything or anyone, and he started to worry. He looked around and spotted the Satchel that she always carried when she had Alex laying on the floor with a few of his toys scattered about, as if it had been dropped. Worry set in fast, and he ran through the museum seaching every place he could think of but didn’t find them anyplace. He left the museum thinking maybe they went back to the house, hoping that they were there.
It was Alex’s loud cries which woke her, and Evelyn quickly remembered what had happened and came fully awake. She found that she was tied up in some sort of old building. When she opened her eyes she found Alex laying next to her on a dirty burlap sack and he was very unhappy.
“Shhh,” Evelyn tried, though she knew he wouldn’t stop crying until she fed him. It was then, that a woman walked in. She was tall, and thin, and had soft waves of blond curls.
“Why have you brought me here?” she asked over Alex’s loud cries.
“Oh that is quite simple. My husband and I want you to take us to Hamunaptra,” she said and knelt down lifting Alex into her arms. He rubbed his face against her chest and she kissed the top of his head.
“I don’t know the way, and my son needs me to feed him,” she said trying not to show the woman any emotion.
“Well then there is a problem. If you can’t remember where the city is, this baby won’t get to eat. You see his welfare depends on how willing you are to cooperate with what my husband and I want,” She said as she laid Alex back on the sack, getting even more loud cries from him.
“Fine I’ll tell you how to get there,” she said. Sylvia smiled at her.
“We want you to take us there,” she said.
“But Alex can’t make that kind of a trip,” she said.
“Well we will leave him here then,” she said not willing to give anything. Hearing her son’s bellowing cries was enough to make her cry.
“I will take you, please just let me feed him,” she said softly.
“Good, now don’t try and escape, My husband has a gun, and he won’t be shooting at you,” she said as she cut the ties on her hands. She left, and Evelyn leaned over, and lifted Alex into her arms. It took a while to calm him, but eventually he did stop crying and nursed.
“Oh baby your daddy was right,” she said as she kissed his soft head. They gave her just enough time to feed him then brought her the sling to put on. Once she had him situated, they led her out of the building which was set not far from the vast dessert and took her to a Camel. Carefully she got on, and as she did she dropped Alex’s little sock, knowing that it was a slim chance Rick would find it but she had to have some sort of hope.
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