Hello! This is my first ever attempt at writing FanFiction so we will see how it goes. I do not own the Night at the Museum movie franchise or any of its characters I only own Elise and Susan. -Christina

"Elise!" The woman whose name was called groaned in irritation. She was just about to swipe her ID when her colleague Susan called her name and started walking towards her. The short blonde quickly caught up to her brunette friend.

The brunette clipped her ID back on her blue blazer and turned around to face Susan.

"What's up? I was grabbing a coffee before I went back down to the Archives."

"I'm glad I caught you before you went back down to your lair." Susan replied bumping her shoulder with Elise's.

"You do realize that I was kidding when I said that I was going to make a death ray," Elise laughed then gave Susan a mock serious face "Now what favor are you going to ask of me?"

"Who said anything about a favor? What if I just wanted to see how you were doing and ask you how your day is?" Elise raised an eyebrow in a 'your kidding me right?' fashion. Susan was able to withstand the look for two seconds before she cracked.

"Fine! I have an appointment in five minutes but I need to finish this school tour, can you do it for me?" Susan blurted out as fast as she could and gave Elise the puppy dog eyes. Elise's eyes widened as she instantly tensed up and started shifting nervously.

"You know I can't talk to kids! I always end up saying the wrong thing-"

"I'm not asking you to become their best friend I'm just asking you to spout out some historical facts and answer questions. You're good at that so you will be fine." Susan reassured Elise.

Elise thought about it for a second then release a long breath and nodded her head in defeat. She really didn't need to be here until later but she wanted to continue her research. Susan squealed in happiness then threw her arms around Elise in a hug.

"Great! I left them by the American Gangsters display and I'll bring you some Chinese tomorrow as a thank you." Susan called over her shoulder as she walked away.

Elise weaved her way through the different tourists until she came up a group of children standing in front of one of her favorite exhibits. The intimidating wax monochrome figure of one of the most notorious gangsters in American history stood behind the glass. His stern face dared anyone to disagree with his orders.

"Hello I'm Elise and I'll be replacing Susan for the remainder of our tour," Elise shifted uncomfortably as the children just gave her blank stares, "Okay moving on, can anybody tell me who this is?"

"A guy with a gun," came a response from one of the children.

"Yes he is holding a gun but I was hoping that someone could give me a name," she waited what felt like eternity but it didn't look like any of the children knew the answer.

"The man behind me is Al Capone who was a famous Italian-American gangster during the Prohibition era. During this time in history it was illegal to manufacture and sell alcohol. Capone and other gangster made their money by bootlegging and owning speakeasies." Elise smiled to herself as all of these facts about history just flowed through her head. Susan always said that she went into this sort of trance and she wouldn't stop unless someone shut her up. She was going to continue in her little rant when one of the children raised his hand.

"How did he die?" The kid asked. Elise was momentarily caught off guard when another child spoke.

"He was probably shot to death by another gangster like in the movies." The boy answered.

"There's his mugshot up there," one little girl pointed to the picture that was also in the exhibit, "he probably died in jail."

The boy scowled at the little girl and the girl scowled back at him. Suddenly a yelling match broke out between them.

"Shot!"

"Jail!"

"Shot!"

"Jail!"

"Actually he died of Syphilis." Elise interrupted the fight between the two children but that look of confusion written on their faces made her instantly regret her decision.

"What's Syphilis?" The two previously fighting children asked in unison. The rest of the children stared at Elise waiting for her response.

"It's a disease." Elise answered vaguely while praying that the kids wouldn't ask anymore questions but her prayers went unanswered.

"How did he get it?" One small child asked innocently. 'There is no way in hell that I'm going to explain the birds and the bees to these kids!' Elise was panicking and she looked at the chaperones hoping that one of them would help her but they were either in the gift shop or were to busy with their phones. She looked back down to see the children still staring at her and waiting patiently for her to answer the question.

"Look an Egyptian artifact! Let's go over there and I can tell you how the Egyptians made mummies," she herded the class to a different part of the museum in order to avoid the awkward conversation. She noticed Brundon standing in the corner and laughing at her struggle with the children. Her eyes narrowed and she had this predator like grin as she said, "and if you really want to have fun go up to that security guard over there and keep call him Brandon to his face."

"So it was that bad huh?" Susan walked back into the building later that day to see her friend sitting on a bench and slowly banging her head against a wall behind her.

Elise stopped banging her head against the wall when she heard her friend's voice and gave her a nod as a response to the question.

"Oh sweetie," she sighed and rubbed her friend's arm sympathetically, "a couple of girls working at Air and Space asked me if I wanted to grab a couple drinks, wanna come with me? It would be nice to let you see the light of day every once in a while and socialize."

Elise smiled, she knew that almost all of the people that have met her thoughtthat she was just an antisocial workaholic. It was the rare people like Susan that saw the fun side of her and understood that she was very devoted to the museum and history. She knew that her friend was concerned about her and was just trying to help but she preferred her lifestyle the way it was.

"Thanks but I already have plans for tonight." Susan's eyes widened in surprise then she gave a mischievous grin as she scooted closer to her friend.

"And what are your plans tonight Ms. Miller?"

"I have a date." Elise stated as her friend squealed in delight and wrapped her arms around her neck.

"Finally! Tell me about him." Susan was jumping up in down in excitement and Elise giggled at her friend.

She started tapping her finger against her chin, "well he is very quiet." Elise explained.

"What else?!" Susan practically screamed in Elise's ear as she couldn't stand the anticipation, "what does he look like? What's his name?"

"I don't know I haven't identified him yet." Elise giggled a she watched her friends face fade from happiness to upset and Susan punched her arm for tricking her.

"Somedays I just don't understand how you spend hours on end down in the Archives identifying Civil War soldiers than having actual interaction with humans who are still living." Susan pouted as both her and Elise got up from the bench.

"Ugh now you are starting to sound like my mother." Groaned Elise as she swiped her ID and opened the door that was marked 'Authorized Personel Only'. Elise and Susan said goodbye and Elise made her way to her workstation down in the Archives.

On her way she bumped into a nightgaurd,"Sorry about that." He said then kept walking.

'He must be new because I have never seen him here before.' Elise thought as she swiped her ID again and opened the door to her work station.

Five identified Civil War soldiers later Elise started to feel really tired having forgot her coffee because of the tour so she decided to take a short rest.