Sorry its been so long since I updated anything I've been really busy with uni... and probably too distracted by reading other people's stories.

Any way, hope you like the new chapter and sorry again for it taking me so long.

Enjoy!

The Medjai received word that the O'Connells had arrived in Cairo and were meeting a friend of Rick's at an air field, apparently he had a plane and would be able to transport them while they searched for Alex. Hopefully they'd be able to catch up with Imhotep and get Alex back before anything happened to him.

Ardeth and Rimal dismounted their horses then saluted to the other Medjai tribe leaders before they rode off. Rimal turned to smile at Rick in greeting.

"So this is your friend with the plane?" she asked peering round him to look at Izzy who was gaping slightly at her.

"Yep, don't worry if he starts rambling," he told her. "He's just being paranoid."

"Paranoid?! Every time I help you I get shot!" the pilot yelled in protest.

Then they saw what he piloted, apparently he didn't have a plane anymore having traded it for a dirigible. Rick immediately threatened to shoot him until Izzy assured him that the craft was faster than it looked and a lot quieter which made sneaking around easier.

Rick rolled his eyes when he saw that Izzy kept sneaking glances at Rimal when he thought no one was looking.

"Don't even think about it Izzy," he said wrapping an arm around his shoulders companionably. "You see the guy she's talking to?"

"Yes…," he replied slowly.

"Yeah well he's a Medjai and he's rather protective of her," Rick explained cheerfully. "If you try to flirt with her then he'll shoot you and that's not even getting in to what she will do to you." The pilot gulped nervously and hurried away to start loading the dirigible.

"Is everything ok?" asked Rimal curiously as she watched Izzy run off. Rick just smiled.

"Oh everything's just fine."

They were flying through a thick mist that made seeing where they were going difficult but Izzy had a compass and it wasn't as if there was anything for them to crash into up here.

"Are you ok Rimal?" asked Ardeth frowning. She'd been staring out into the mist for some time and so far hadn't responded when anyone tried talking to her, he placed a hand on her shoulder. "Rimal?" She started and spun round blinking at him.

"Ardeth? What is it?" she asked confused. He sighed heavily and his frown grew deeper.

"You were not responding to anyone when we called," he explained. She blinked again and smiled reassuringly.

"Ah… sorry. I was only thinking…" she murmured turning to stare into the mist again. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Must be deep thoughts to drag you away from the here and now."

"Hmm… thoughts that wind their way through the mists of time… journeying across the millennia to reach their intended destination… will they arrive in time for their intended purpose… or will they remain lost in the magnitude of time unable to fulfil the fate that was set for them…" Ardeth stared at Rimal wide eyed as her eyes glazed over. "And now the past intersects with the present… and only time will tell how this shall affect the future… may the gods help us in this turbulent time…" Then without warning she folded in on herself and fell towards the floor.

"Rimal! Rimal!"

Her earliest memory was of her father taking her away from her mother, she was about three years old.

"Why nb? Why must you take my child?" her mother begged. He stared coolly at her.

"She is my child too, as such I will not allow her to be raised completely ignorant," he told her. "She may have some uses later in life."

"Please nb! Please don't take her from me!"

"Omm!" she cried trying to turn back towards her mother. "Omm!"

The last time she saw her mother was as her father led her away, she would never forget the look on her mother's tear stained face.

"Did you hear?" one of the men whispered. "Things that child said came true again, they say she must be a seer."

"What a shame that one such as her has been blessed by the gods," replied another.

"At least she is half Egyptian, imagine if she wasn't," sneered a third man.

She bowed her head and hurried past them, everyone had been talking about her 'predictions'. Her father seemed pleased with the attention it brought but she would rather be left in peace.

Why must everyone stare at her now? And why was her heritage all they could think about, there was more to her than that.

"Meskhenet, you do understand why you have these lessons don't you?" her father asked sternly. She nodded staring at the hieroglyphs in front of her.

"Aiwa ab," replied the six year old.

"There has been a lot of interest lately due to your predictions," he continued. "Many people in the court are asking about you, some with the prospect of choosing you as a wife later on." Her hand tightened into a fist and she closed her eyes.

"As such it would be better if you could read and write and have the correct manners already. You will be beautiful Meskhenet, your colouring makes you exotic, unique, there will be many willing to overlook your heritage in light of this and your gift." He raised her head to stare directly into her eyes. "You will help bring honour to your father, yes?"

"Aiwa ab."

"So this is your daughter, the seer?" asked the pharaoh from his throne. "Let's see her properly then." Her father nudged her forward and she walked to the bottom of the steps before the throne and bowed. "Let me see your face child."

She hesitantly looked up in to the face of the most powerful man in Egypt, it was nerve wracking, she knew that if something went wrong she would be severely punished.

"You are a beautiful child," he told her with a slight smile. "Your colouring reminds me of my kingdom." Her eyes widened slightly in shock at his remark. "Your hair and skin are golden like the sand and the great sun, your eyes the colour of the rain clouds that bring our precious rain." He paused. "And you are blessed by the gods as a seer, as we are blessed that they chose to give us someone with such a gift. Who is your patron god?"

"Ma'at, lord pharaoh," she replied.

"Hmm… and why is that?" he asked her.

"Who better to ask for guidance on the future than the goddess of truth, justice and harmony?" she told him. "After all we all would wish for a good future." His smile grew and he nodded in agreement.

"A sound reasoning." Then he turned slightly to the girl peeping around the side of his throne. "This is my daughter Nefertiri, you should be about the same age."

She almost choked at the hidden suggestion, she was being asked to be friends with the princess!? Nefertiri grinned and bound forward taking her hand leading her off to the side so that they were away from the watching eyes of the court.

"Hello, I'm Nefertiri," she said happily. "We're going to be really good friends."

She blinked and nodded still a bit stunned.

"Aiwa Amirah." The older girl pouted.

"Nefertiri," she insisted. "Call me by name!" Meskhenet smiled slightly and nodded.

"As you wish… Nefertiri."

The smile on the princess's face was radiant.

She learnt that the princess was a few years older than her and was so happy to have someone a similar age to talk to. Over the years they grew close as most of the other children of the court were afraid of approaching the princess and thought that Meskhenet was strange.

When Meskhenet was ten and Nefertiri was fourteen she was asked to become the princess's personal companion.

"Why?" she asked when she was led to her new room next door to Nefertiri's.

"This way your father can't marry you off to some horrible old man," she replied with a smile. "But he can't protest because it is still an honourable position as you will be under the protection of the pharaoh. Now you can do whatever you want without having to worry about your father."

And for that she would serve her Amirah until her last breath and even in death.

"What are we doing Amirah?" she asked curiously as Nefertiri led her through the halls. She tried to ignore the looks the people they passed were giving her, she was so glad that she was under the protection of the pharaoh.

"We're going to the training halls," the princess said determinedly. "You need training." She blinked in surprise.

"… training?" Nefertiri turned to look back at her looking exasperated.

"Of course! You need to be able to protect yourself Meskhenet! One day someone is going to try to take advantage of you and I won't allow that to happen!" The seer blushed faintly and allowed the princess the lead her into the training halls, and accepted when Nefertiri handed her a dagger. "When we're done no one will dare try anything with you if you don't want it."

"Thank you Nefertiri," she replied sincerely.

"Don't be silly Meskhenet, you're my sahibi! Of course I'm going to help you out with stuff like this," laughed the princess. "Now come on."

And so began her instruction in self defense.

"Ab wants another wife," sighed Nefertiri looking out from her balcony. Meskhenet blinked looking up from what she was reading.

"He is the pharaoh," she pointed out bluntly. "He can have as many wives as he wants."

The two girls were now older, seventeen and twenty one, Nefertiri was already due to marry Rameses for the good of the kingdom.

"I know that but would you want to have to share your husband with so many other women?" the princess huffed. The seer smiled and came to stand next to her.

"Thanks to you I have a bit more freedom in who my husband will be," she replied. "But you know how often men have more than one wife."

"Your husband will only marry you," said Nefertiri smiling. "I'm sure of that." Meskhenet stared at her blankly.

"I'm sure that I'm supposed to be the seer, not you," she said making the princess laugh.

"You don't trust her," stated Meskhenet as Nefertiri entered her rooms scowling.

"No I don't trust Ank-su-namun," she replied. "There is something about her that makes me tense." She turned to her worriedly. "Have you seen anything?" The seer closed her eyes and sighed.

"There is darkness over that woman," she eventually said. "Blood and death and a love that will expand millennia." She opened her eyes. "But who dies and when it happens I cannot see."

"I see," sighed the Amirah. "Thank you for your insight."

"You are my Amirah, my sahibi, thanks is not needed. I will follow you into death itself."

"Ab! La!" screamed Nefertiri.

On the balcony opposite they could see Ank-su-namun and Imhotep stab Seti multiple times until he fell to the ground dead.

Nefertiri's screams alerted the Medjai and Nefertiri soon ran after them and wept over her father's blood stained body ignoring Ank-su-namun's body which lay a few feet away.

"And so the darkness descends upon Egypt as the pharaoh lies dead with his blood staining the ground all because of a woman who fell into a forbidden love," intoned Meskhenet as she watched. "I'm so sorry my Amirah."

"I'm going now Amirah," Meskhenet announced. Nefertiri peered worriedly at her.

"You will take some guards won't you?" she asked. The seer smiled and nodded.

"Of course, I know how worried you are, but I doubt anyone is going to attack me," she replied. "The attack on your father was personal, it isn't like he was killed just as an assassination." Nefertiri sighed heavily and hugged her tightly.

"I know, but I still worry," she told her. "I don't want to lose you too, I'm now a queen of Egypt and I must remain strong, but I can't do that if I don't have you here to support me." Meskhenet smiled, happy that she was so appreciated as a person rather than just as a seer.

"I'm only going to pray to Ma'at Amirah," she frowned slightly. "Using the Hom Dai on Imhotep has me worried." Nefertiri's face turned to stone.

"I will never regret ordering his fate," she said. "He killed a pharaoh, my father, he must suffer for all eternity."

"I just hope the future will not curse your choice," whispered Meskhenet as she left gathering two Medjai to guard her as she went.

She knelt before Ma'at in prayer, the visions she had seen lately had disturbed her greatly, they all concerned what would happen when Imhotep was released. She knew Nefertiri was grieving for the loss of her father which is why the punishment had been so harsh but it was what it would mean for the future that worried her.

"Please great goddess," she whispered. "Guide me in what to do now, Imhotep has already been cursed with the Hom Dai and I do not wish any of the visions I have seen to come true. I pledge myself to you so that you may use me to prevent him from bringing about a gross imbalance in this world. Please…"

'It is rare to see one so devoted,' came a powerful whisper. Her eyes widened and she shook slightly, only a god could be the cause of a presence such as the one she felt. 'Will you really do anything to stop that cursed man?'

"Yes, I do not wish for my Amirah to regret her choice for eternity," she replied softly. "If I can help I will do what ever I can, I will do what ever it is you ask of me."

'Even if it means leaving your beloved Amirah?' She froze for a moment.

"If it means I can prevent the things I have seen then I am willing to pay the price and will hope that we will one day see each other again in the afterlife."

'Hmm… such a strong will and a good heart,' the goddess murmured. 'Very well, I hereby place the task of seeing Imhotep's defeat on your shoulders, may you carry this burden well.' Suddenly sand whipped up around her and she could hear the shouts of the two Medjai who had accompanied her.

"Farewell Amirah, I hope we meet again one day," she whispered before all turned black.

Rimal looked around in confusion. It looked like she was in the middle of a forest, all she could see was green which was strange since she was used to being in a desert. In the distance she could see the top of a pyramid where something on the top glinted.

She wandered through the trees as if in a daze until she came to the foot of the pyramid with a huge diamond at the top. She turned and watched as the light crept closer and closer to the pyramid, the sun was rising.

Suddenly Rick and Alex came bursting out of the trees, running towards the pyramid. She watched with a sense of relief as they just about reached it before the light did. They were safe. The bracelet released from Alex's arm and he threw it as far away from them as possible. They lay there breathing heavily for a while before Rick hugged his son in relief.

"Rimal!"

She gasped and shot up into a sitting position grasping her chest. That was…

"Rimal! Are you ok?" asked Ardeth worriedly taking hold of her shoulders.

"I- I'm fine," she said hoarsely. "That was just…" He frowned as she trailed off and turned her face up to his.

"… Rimal?" She smiled faintly at his concern and squeezed his hand in reassurance.

"I just had a vision, that's all," she told him. Ardeth blinked and glanced over the other side of the dirigible where Evy was recovering from her fall off the ship.

"Hmm… Evy also had a vision," he murmured, then blinked in surprise when her face shot in Evy's direction and an intense sad look came over her eyes. "Rimal?"

"Maybe we should see if we saw similar things," she suggested as she rose to make her way over to the others. He nodded absently and held her steady to make sure she didn't fall over.

"Evy," he called catching the O'Connells' attention. "You had a vision? Rimal also had one, she would like to see if you had a similar one." Evy nodded slowly.

"Sure, I don't mind talking about it," she replied smiling ruefully. "It might actually help it sink in for me."

"Are you sure Evy?" asked Rick frowning. "It looked like it was quite stressful for you, I mean, what did you even see that made you react like that?"

Evy turned to Rimal frowning.

"When you first saw me, you called me Amirah," she said. Rick looked confused.

"Amirah, what does that mean?" he asked looking at his wife.

"It means princess," she replied. "You knew who I was in a past life." The girl fidgeted uncomfortably and looked to Ardeth for reassurance.

"It's ok Rimal, maybe this will help you remember who you are," he suggested gently. "Talking to Evy might help make sense of that vision you had." She sighed heavily and continued squirming in her seat.

"I was a princess, Nefertiri, daughter of the pharaoh," said Evy slowly as she thought through the vision she'd had. "I was the protector of the bracelet, that's how I knew where it was. I saw Imhotep and Ank-su-namun kill Seti, the pharaoh… I sent the Medjai to try save him." She paused. "There was a girl, she looked like you," she said turning to Rimal. "Maybe it's your past life, she was always with me until one day she just vanished."

Rimal grimaced stood up abruptly, pacing the deck.

"Rimal, what's wrong?" asked Ardeth worried for his friend. "Are you remembering?" She made a noise of frustration before spinning round to face them.

"That wasn't my past life you were remembering me as," she said. "That was me." They all stared at her as she sighed heavily and sat down. "I remember it all now, I think Imhotep must have called Ank-su-namun's soul back and it triggered memories of the past." She paused. "I don't want this to be true, it means I'm out of my own time and I don't have a place here," she looked very upset. "But I like it here!"

"Calm down Rimal," said Ardeth placing a hand on her arm. "Calm." She took a deep breath before exhaling loudly.

"My name I think was Meskhenet, it means destiny, I was named that because some of the priests believed that I was a seer, that I could see one's destiny and I do remember seeing things like that occasionally. I was an attendant for Princess Nefertiri, it was an honour considering I was the daughter of a noble and a slave," she explained.

"That explains your colouring," muttered Ardeth, she smiled tightly.

"Yes, it was my colouring that caught the attention of Nefertiri, she asked me to become her attendant, being the daughter of a noble I had already been taught to read and write but Amirah taught me to fight too." Her eyes glazed over in remembrance.

"I was always by her side, even that night when the pharaoh was killed. In the aftermath Amirah was distraught, a woman she hadn't liked had killed her father in front of her. When we heard that Imhotep had tried to bring Ank-su-namun back to life and was to be cursed it helped relieve the pain for her a little. When I heard that it was the Hom Dai…" she trailed off. "I didn't want anything to happened, so I went to the temple of Ma'at to pray for guidance, she was the goddess I nearly always prayed to because of my being a seer."

"Ma'at? Who is that?" interrupted Jonathan.

"Well Ma'at was the goddess of truth, justice and harmony," explained Evy. "She was supposed to keep the world in balance and prevent it from falling into chaos." Rimal nodded.

"I knew that if Imhotep was awakened then it would bring about an imbalance, I had even seen a vision of what might happen," she said. "Some of the Medjai came with me to the temple, Nefertiri didn't want me to be unguarded after her father's death, we were very close. I remember praying to Ma'at, asking her to allow me to make sure Imhotep would not bring about imbalance to the world…" she frowned and paused. "After that I don't remember, I think… I think the goddess took me." Rick raised his eyebrow.

"Excuse me? What do you mean, took you?"

"Just that, she took me," said Rimal with a shrug. "There's nothing between going to pray and waking up at Hamunaptra with Ardeth and since I'm pretty sure I remember everything before and after those two events she must have taken my body and soul to a time when I could prevent the imbalance. I guess the reason I didn't arrive when Imhotep woke the first time was because Ma'at had already decided I wasn't needed, but that I would be for the next time."

"So you're saying you travelled through time?" asked Rick incredulously.

"Something like that, is it so hard to believe when you've fought a mummy?" she asked. Ardeth smiled softly and ruffled her hair.

"I'm glad you remember now," he said. "Hopefully you will be able to fulfil your duty… should we call you Meskhenet now?" he asked cheekily. She grinned and shook her head.

"No, that name does not belong in this time. Besides, I like Rimal Aasifa, it's the name you gave me," she told him. Jonathan raised his hand.

"So let me get this straight," he said. "Evy is the reincarnation of an Egyptian princess, Rimal really is her attendant and Rick is some warrior of God?" Rimal nodded. "This is absolutely crazy!"

Rimal laughed with the rest of them but inside her mind was racing. She had prayed that she would be able to prevent the imbalance and allow her Amirah to rest in peace, but what would happen to her once Imhotep and the Scorpion King were defeated? Would she be taken back or would she stay?

She hadn't been mummified and she hadn't been reincarnated, she was physically here the exact same as she had been over three thousand years ago, so what would happen to her once her task was complete? She glanced over at Ardeth and sighed. She truly wished she would be able to stay, she enjoyed living with the tribe, having Badra and Farah tease her and going on patrols with Ardeth.

Although the princess she had loved and served was dead here, Evy did remember and she had never had this much fun living back then, life was much more vigorous here and she had made friends that she didn't want to leave behind. If she was taken back she would never see them again, they would only be able to see her if she was mummified with the Amirah and the tomb was discovered, that wasn't a pleasant thought.

So hope you enjoyed reading that, please review and let me know what you think.

Translations:

Ab- father

Omm- mother

nb- master

Aiwa- yes

La- no

Amirah- princess

sahibi- friend