Disclaimer: Sadly, I own nothing.(Man, that bites.)

*Author's Note* -Okay, so I changed my mind. . .hey, it's a woman's prerogative to change her mind, you know! Yes, this wuz my first fic, but I've fixed it up and reposted it! I changed the title and summary because I'm changing the story a bit! Actually, I'm changing the plot A LOT

I WILL get on with the story, but, first, I need to get some things off of my chest.

First off, Caitlin'02: I do NOT appreciate you reviewing just to say that you came up with this idea first and so on. That is just a bit childish, don't you think? I'm terribly sorry that you came up with it first and people are using it, but COME ON. It's a good idea. You'd think that you'd be happy with at least THAT fact. . .

Secondly, to all who have done so: Please, do not review just to say that you don't like the story. And please don't criticize on stupid things, ESPECIALLY without helping the situation at all. If you read the box below in the reviewing page, it says to help the writer and stuff on fixing the story, not to say how stupid things are. Remember that this is a fan fiction; things are not going to be the way that things are in real life- hints the word "fiction". That's actually kind of the point.

Third (and this is a good one): Thank you to all who liked the story and reviewed it 4 me! I luv ya! ;-)

*Ahem*, terribly sorry, but I just HAD to say those things. And, I'm also sorry that I had not updated since. . .well. . .a LONG time ago. But, now I'm going to do better.

*One last thing* (Also, not a bad or evil one): I know why I seem to have Alex's four-year-oldism a bit off. See, my neice just turned 5 years old and she has the mentality of a 3rd grader. I get a little confused because of it. I'm not used to being around regular 4 year olds, I'm afraid. Anywayz, I'll try to do better. ^_^

Chapter 1:

In the bay window of her bedroom watching the rain pour down outside sat Evelyn O'Connell. She had been married only five years to the man of her dreams, Rick O'Connell, and life was good. Her son, Alex, at only four and one-half years old was an angel. Well.most of the time, but that was beside the point. The point was that Evelyn loved her life as it was, and as far as she was concerned it could stay that way for all eternity.

She then saw her husband's car pull into the driveway. She smiled slightly as she thought about how much her husband loved his car. Then she rolled her eyes and left her seat at the window and hopped down the stairs to greet her husband at the doorway.

"Hey, Hun!" Rick met her at the doorway with an enormous grin.

"Hello, Darling." She answered him before he stole a kiss from her, which to both of them didn't last near as long as wanted because they were interrupted by their son.

"Daddy!" The small child yelled happily as he ran over to his father.

Rick let go of his wife, a little too willingly Evie thought, and picked Alex up when he reached him.

"Hey, buddy! How are you?"

"I fine! I wan show ya sometin'!" Alex answered.

"What?" Rick asked as he put his son down and followed him into the study, which was full of books just like every other room in the entire house.

Alex went to a chair in which he had previously been sitting and picked up a rather large book that read on the cover in ancient Egyptian, "The Book of Lost Souls." "Where does Evie get this stuff?" Rick thought to himself.

"Look!" Alex said opening the book up upside-down and pointing to a picture, "It says here that 'ccordin' to Ancient Egyptian beliefs, lots of the normal gypts' souls were lost and never made it to rein-" He stopped for a minute trying to think of the right way to pronounce the word. Then he continued, pronouncing it wrong, "carnatin--Yeah, that's it: reincarnatin in the next life. Mum tol' me."

"Well, that's very interesting, son." Rick said rubbing his son's head and messing up his hair. "Just like his mother." Rick thought smiling.

"Dad!" Alex yelled playfully.

"Yeah, yeah, I know."


Evelyn had just finished putting dinner in the oven. Jonathan's birthday was the next day and she knew that he would be out all that night partying and "having fun" with his hoodlum friends, so she decided that they would have just a tiny bit of a party that night. She was cooking roast goose, Jonathan's favorite, and baking a cake.

"Mail call!" Rick called jokingly as he walked into the clean kitchen.

"What do we have? More bills, I assume." Evie said, more to herself than to Rick.

"Yup. Bill, bill," he called as he read the envelopes and then put them on the kitchen table, "bill, bill.what's this?"

"Hmm? What is it?" Evie asked him as she went to sit next to him at the table.

He had come across a letter and was now reading it with much interest.

"What?" Evie said, almost yelling now as she watched her husband, who had ignored her.

He mouthed the words as he read and then, he began chuckling in disbelief.

"What?" Evie repeated as she grabbed the letter from his grasp. And read:

Dearest Evelyn,

I saw you at the museum just the other day and it reminded me of all
of the times we had had. I haven't been able to stop thinking about
you since all those years ago when you broke it off with me. I still
don't understand why you did. I only hope that you aren't married now,
Evelyn. I only hope there's still a chance.If there is, then meet me
at The Café on Friday at noon.


Evie gasped when she finished reading the letter. Rick still chuckled slightly and she didn't understand why.

"What is so funny?" She asked him.

"Robert, huh?" He said, still smiling a bit.


"So, what's the story on him?"

"Well, we were engaged and-" She was cut off by Rick's burst of laughter. "What?"

"Nothing-it's just-well,"

"What?" She had now become angered by his amusement at this.

"Well, you-uh-you were engaged, huh?"

"Yes, I was! What's so funny about that?"

"Well, what happened?" He asked still grinning. She could see him about to laugh again and felt her face getting hot. She didn't dare let him see her blushing; he would only laugh harder. So, she got up angrily and walked out of the kitchen.

"What? What'd I say?" Rick yelled alarmed, from the kitchen.

"Oooh!" She breathed.

"What?" He asked her again now following her into the living room.

"Yes, we were engaged for about a year. And then I broke up with him."

"Why? What'd he do?" His voice was now in a sarcastic tone, which only made Evelyn angrier.

"I don't remember why! I just did!"

"Uh-huh," And with that, Rick thought he was done with the conversation. But, he was far from done.

"You-you aren't the least bit jealous? At all?"

"Jealous? Of him? Yeah, right. You don't even remember why you broke up with him. Why should I be jealous?"

"What do you think? That I had no life before I met you? Do you think I was nothing but a-but a-a book worm?" She asked him, and although it was a rhetorical question, he answered, "No, I didn't say that, but-" The sentence wasn't finished because Evelyn had cut right into it, "Well, let me tell you something, Mr. O'Connell, I had a life, and it was much better off without you! Robert was perfect for me! In fact, there couldn't have been a better match. Ask Jonathan!"

And there it was, out in the open, before she even knew what she had said. She hadn't meant it. Of coarse, she hadn't meant it. But, she had said it and seeing as how stubborn she is she wouldn't under any circumstances take it back.


Yeah.a bit of a boring and short chapter. But, that's okay! Please review! ^_^ Oh, and by the way. . .Reviewing each chapter separately makes it so much more fun! (I know, sometimes we get lazy and just don't wanna do it. . .but. . .plz?)