Larry Daley walked into the Museum of Natural History and saw the lobby full of shipping crates. "you! Unauthorized personnel… oh it's just you, come for another one of your nostalgia tours?" Dr. McPhee asked as he walked over to the business executive.

"what's going on here?" Larry asked and gestured to the boxes.

"progress, at least that's what they tell me" Dr. McPhee continued to tell him about what was happening to the museum as a tall woman with tanned skin and sandy blonde hair walked into the building.

"Larry, haven't seen you in awhile" she said as she put down the bag that was over her shoulder.

"yea, I've been really busy lately, it's good to see you Sarah."

"you too Larry, glad you've finally gotten to where you've always wanted to be" Sarah's amber colored eyes were cold as she said this, betraying her pleasant tone.

Neither one of them noticed Dr. McPhee leave nor the sun setting until Rexy nudged Larry's shoulder, "hey big guy."

Sarah ran a hand over Rexy's skull before wandering off, leaving Larry to speak with the exhibits.

"where's Sarah?" Theodore Roosevelt asked after everyone had woken up and Akmenrah had joined them.

"I believe she is spending time wandering the museum before she is transferred to the Smithsonian" Akmenrah answered.

"she's leaving as well?" Larry asked, surprise clearly written all over his face.

"yes my boy, McPhee told her she would be replaced by a machine as well. She barely got the job there because she begged him, telling him she really needed this job to pay for her apartment," Teddy replied. "now, I'm not one to squander in self-pity, what does everyone say to one last walk through these hallowed halls?"

Almost everyone joined him in walking through the museum one last time before they were all ushered back into their crates by Sarah who had finally appeared. "dawn's coming, you guys should get back to where you need to be."

Akmenrah hugged her and smiled, "I hope we meet again someday Sarah."

"so do I Ak," she replied before turning and walking over to help the miniatures.

Awhile later everyone was packed up and Sarah had returned to her apartment for some well needed sleep before she caught her plane to D.C.

Guarding the Smithsonian was definitely different than guarding the museum she had grown to love. She had started work almost immediately after she had arrived, hoping to occupy her mind with other things and keep away the thoughts of the friends she had left behind. Her job was to guard part of the Castle for the evening and into the night, which she was perfectly fine with, except for one thing, Brandon. He started hitting on her as soon as she set foot into the building and wouldn't take the hint that she wasn't interested.

It was late in the afternoon when she was walking around and spotted Larry standing by the Gate of Kahmunrah getting in a fight with Brandon, or "Brundon" as he kept telling her it was pronounced. Sarah watched as Larry put him in a headlock before backing away, flipping around Brandon's flashlight, handing it back, and apologizing.

Larry then walked over toward her, not seeing her yet, and she saw that he had swiped Brandon's security badge.

"you do know that if you needed one of those you could have asked."

Larry looked up startled, "Sarah!"

"yes it's me, now what are you doing here?"

"it's Jed and the others, Dexter stole Akmenrah's tablet and now they're in trouble with Kahmunrah, Ak's older brother."

"well then, that does sound like a problem. Come on, I'll show you how to get to them." Sarah then turned and led him through a secure door and into the locker rooms, "change into a uniform just in case we run into anybody."

Larry nodded and she walked to the other side of the lockers so he could change in peace. "listen Sarah, I'm sorry about what happened between us," Larry said as he slowly pulled on the uniform.

"there's nothing to be sorry for, things happened that way for a reason, just drop it." Sarah replied unemotionally.

"we need to talk about it sometime, I know what I did was a mistake but I'm tired of you looking at me like I'm the most worthless thing on the planet."

"I said drop it, are you done yet?"

"yea, let's go."

They exited the locker room and Sarah led him down to B level where they came to a security gate. She put her id up to the camera, "hey Sarah, why don't we go out later?" a guy who sounded like he was barely out of high school said.

"how about not, just let me in."

The door buzzed and she opened it, both of them slipping inside without the camera guy noticing that there were two people. After an encounter with a couple octopus tentacles they came to a large shipping container surrounded by Egyptian soldiers. "I'm guessing that's Kahmunrah."

"Probably, he and his guards aren't on display at the moment so it isn't that shocking that they managed to stay down here out of sight and not getting caught, I'm actually surprised that the rest of the museum didn't wake up. I guess the tablet's power starts out slowly." Sarah said as she gracefully weaved through the Egyptian soldiers and to the container which was slightly open.

"it looks like they put up a good fight," she said as she shined her flashlight around before coming to a stop on the small monkey, "oh yea, Dexter definitely has the tablet."

"do you think you could get it?" Larry asked.

"I might be able to, the Huns have this door held almost completely closed pretty tightly." She tried to open the doors just enough for her to slip inside but their grip was iron tight. "give me one of those spears, I might be able to get it with that." Larry handed her one of the spears that the soldiers were holding and she gently lifted the golden tablet out of the container.

Unfortunately, right after it emerged from the large metal box it lit up like a Christmas tree and the next thing Sarah knew, she had soldiers pointing spears in her face and a very confused looking Kahmunrah staring at her. He tried asking her something in Egyptian but at their lost expressions switched to French, but after getting no result from that he finally turned to English.

"English? You're English perhaps?"

"I'm sorry, who are you?" Larry asked. Sarah sighed and hit her forehead with the hand that wasn't holding the tablet.

"I am Kahmunrah, Great King of the Great Kings, and from the darkest depths of ancient history, I have come back to life!" the Egyptian said, saying the last part like they should be impressed.

"uh huh" Larry said and Sarah made no movement.

"Perhaps you did not hear what I said, I am a centuries old Egyptian pharaoh, I was dead but now I have come back to life!"

Sarah smirked to herself, this guy had a serious problem with repeating himself when he didn't get the reaction he wanted.

"yea, no, I heard that, welcome back" Larry replied.

"wh...who are you?" he asked, looking back and forth between Larry and Sarah.

"I'm Larry Daley, of Daley Devices, it's up in New York, this is Sarah Djeserit, we actually know your brother, Akmenrah."

"oh, they know baby brother…" Kahmunrah started and Sarah started to tune them out, instead deciding to look around at the guards who were looking at her like they were about to get on their knees and praise her.

"okay, before this gets any further, I have one question," both Kahmunrah and Larry looked at her, "why are your guards look they're about to start worshiping the ground I walk on?"

"do you not know what your name means?" the Egyptian pharaoh asked as he stepped closer. Sarah shook her head so he continued, "it means holy woman, the greatest high priestess of Ra had that name many years ago. Tell me, is Sarah your real name?"

"no, I changed it to Sarah when we moved here from Egypt, my birth name is Halima."

"meaning gentle, the gentle holy woman. Yes, you will be of use to me, guards, take the priestess to find some more suitable clothing."

Two of the guards bowed and gently but firmly grabbed Sarah's arms and led her away from Larry, who had taken the tablet from her shortly after she had taken it from the shipping container.

Okay, I know I had the summary for this on my profile forever but I finally got around to posting it. Anyway, you know the routine, review and tell me what you think of the first chapter of Love, Bullets, and Suits. Creative criticism is appreciated but don't review if all you're going to do is complain. Thanks for reading!
~NightStalker