A/N: Soooo... this chapter goes a little fast, so sorry about that. It's more about Patrick and Emily's relationship than the actual treasure hunt... but anyway. I'm dedicating this chapter to Jestana because... we'll you'll know why ;)
The next morning I went straight over to Emily; she was with the rest of our two classes, encircling our professors and paying close attention to the instructions – the same ones we were given yesterday – that they were giving us. I tapped her elbow, to let her know I was there. She turned to me and grinned, a couple curls of her blonde hair framing her face. We both turned back and listened to our professors repeat their instructions.
When they finally let us go, I followed Emily to her designated spot where she was digging yesterday. She stopped and gave me a puzzled look. "... can I help you with something?" she gave a small laugh.
I was confused. "Um... aren't we going to follow those directions you translated? See where they lead us to?"
Emily's eyebrows rose. "You're kidding right?" There was a pause, and she realized that I was not kidding. "Those directions could lead to a trap, or lead us around in circles. Or," she stepped closer to me, "they could get us lost. I am not going into that jungle," she pointed to the direction I was planning on going, "with just some ancient directions, that are not completely reliable."
This statement threw me for a loop at first. I figured that Emily would be completely onboard with this idea, but apparently I still didn't know her as well as I thought I did. I should just give up on trying figuring her out; I doubt I'll ever understand her. Except... maybe one last trick... "Well, if you're too chicken to go with me, I guess I'll go by myself." I gave her a smug grin, as I walked past her to enter the jungle.
"Oh no," she said, jumping in front of me to block my way. "You are not going without me. I was the one who found the stone, and I was the one who translated it."
I smirked. "So you're coming with me."
Her eyes narrowed. "Fine." She walked past me, on her way back to the site. Her backpack, a large, beige, rather plain looking one, was sitting where we had been standing a few moments ago. After rummaging through it for a few moments, she returned, showing me a round compass in her hand. "Now we can go."
I gestured my hand out towards the direction I thought we should go, to let her go first. She eyed me for a moment, I wasn't sure if she was going to yell at me again, but she turned and walked away instead. I followed her, and we walked in silence for a couple minutes, before she turned on her heel. I almost walked right into her; I had to grab a stray branch to steady myself.
"Do you know where we're going?"
"Well, give me the directions, and I can tell you; but I'm pretty sure they told us to go south...."
She shook her head slowly. "I don't have them. You have them."
I raised my eyebrows at her. "Um... no, you have them."
She shifted her weight onto one leg, and placed her hand on her hip. "No. I gave them to you last night at the bar."
"And you took them off the table, and put them in my jacket pocket." I pointed to the offending jacket.
"No I didn't, I..." she trailed off, because as she began to search the pockets, I could see her pulling the paper with the directions on it out of one of them. I gave her a grin, to which she replied, "Oh shut up." She tossed the directions at me, and tapped her foot, impatiently waiting for me to decide what to do next.
"Well... if I'm reading these right," Emily shot me a glare, and I corrected myself. "... and I know I am... yea, we should be going south until we see the eagle and the snake."
Emily eyed me for a moment, before she turned around and kept walking, her compass in hand. I followed her for a moment, before I felt my foot give way. I looked down, and noticed that I was standing in a pretty shallow hole. I looked up at Emily's back; she hadn't noticed. Wouldn't it be funny if...
"Emily!!" I yelled. She turned around, and I pointed to my legs that were hidden by the hole. "I'm in quicksand!"
Her eyes widened. "Hold on, let me find a branch!"
I could hear her talking to herself, trying to keep herself calm, but it really wasn't working. I watched her pull on a branch, and as it broke free of the dead tree it was attached to, I quickly dropped to my knees in the hole. "Quickly!" I yelled to her, as she ran over.
When she reached me, she was about to pass me the branch, but she looked down and saw the hole. I doubled over in laughter, stepping out of it, apologizing through my laughter. "I'm so... sorry Em... I couldn't help..."
"You idiot!" she yelled, as she began to beat me with the branch. "That was not funny!" She continued to hit me with the branch, and the next day I knew I would have bruises, but I finally calmed her down. "Don't you ever do that again! Next time you want my help, I am just going to sit back and watch you help yourself." She gave me a glare, and tossed the branch to the side. I couldn't help give out another chuckle; she glared at me, but we both knew that if I was in trouble, she'd help.
We continued in silence, which let me look at our surroundings for a moment. Everything was green, all different shades of it. Vines hung off trees as if they were thoughtlessly dropped from the sky, and there was a distant hum I could hear that had to have been some sort of insect. There were plants everywhere; crunching beneath our feet. I smiled; I felt so adventurous, like we were in a movie. This was the perfect spring break... suddenly, I wasn't so unhappy that I chose to come here instead of Jordan.
We were walking for only a few minutes, until Emily tripped over a stone. She fell forward, and I tried to reach out and catch her, but I was too slow - she fell into patch of plants. "Are you okay Emily?" I reached over and helped her up.
"Yes, yes, I'm fine." She replied, pulling a vine out of her hair, and dusting her clothes off.
I turned to look at the stone, and saw that it was unnaturally round. I knelt down beside it, brushing off the dirt with my hand gently. It looked like it was a knob. "Emily, come here," I beckoned her to come closer to me. She knelt down in front of me, on the other side of the... knob.
"What is it?" I asked, brushing away more dirt.
Emily brushed away the sand and dirt away around it, and it looked to be another stone tablet. We began to push away the vines, and pull away at the plants that had grown over it, as well as the sand and dirt. When we sat back from it, there was more writing... around a picture of an eagle clutching, and eating, a snake.
"The gods," Emily breathed, looking up at me excitedly. "This is the symbol the Aztecs used to represent the presence of the gods!"
"So... this is a temple?"
"It could be any number of things. This symbol was also used to protect things."
I nodded, stood up, and looked around for something that this symbol could be protecting. The only things I could see were more trees, plants, and vines. "What could it be protecting?" Emily didn't answer me – and she always has something to say – so I looked down to see what she was doing.
Mumbling to herself, she was running her hand along the writing. When she finished, she looked up at me. "Well, this writing is just to ward off invaders and protect whatever it's supposed to protect."
We looked around in silence for a moment. I was stumped; I didn't know where to go from there. I put my hand in my pocket, and that's when I remembered the directions. I took them out, and read them to see if they'd be of any use to us. It became very clear from there. I knelt back down to the knob. I read the directions, one more time, before turning the knob fully to the right, then twice around to the left. I grinned, as the whole tablet popped up slightly. Emily grinned at me as well, as she reached over and pulled the tablet over, giving us a view of a flight of stairs.
Before I could stop her, Emily let out a scream of delight, and bolted down the stairs. I followed her quickly, calling out to stop her. "Emily!"
She turned around, giving me an impatient look. "What?!"
"We don't know where this will lead us. There might be traps and –"
She crossed her arms, and shifted her hip out. "So now you're going to be the cautious one? No one's been down here for centuries – I'm sure we'll be fine."
"Well, I think you should stay here, and I'll go on. That way if something happens to me, you can go back and find the others." I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth.
Her eyes narrowed, and her hands dropped to her side. Suddenly, she was inches away from me. "You are NOT going to go on without me. I was the one who found the stone, I was the one who translated it, I was the one who found the –"
As she ranted, I couldn't help but get lost in her eyes. As much as I wanted to yell back at her, to tell her it was too dangerous and I never should have let her come with me into the jungle in the first place, never mind the underground tomb, temple, whatever it was we were in– I couldn't. Her cheeks were flushed; her blonde curls shook as she nodded her head in anger. Her eyes were enflamed; I couldn't help myself. I had held back long enough – how I had managed this long without jumping her I had no idea at that moment.
I pinned her against the dusty, stone wall. I looked into her eyes, to make sure she was feeling the same thing I was feeling. Her eyebrow cocked upwards, almost daring me to make the first move. I leaned down and captured her lips with my own in a fierce kiss. Her hands were reaching down my shirt, pulling me closer to her, as I pulled her back from the wall long enough to let her shrug off her own shirt. I pressed her up again. So close... but should we be doing this here? I pulled back, breathing hard. She looked even more beautiful than when she was yelling at me; out of breath and breathing hard. I cursed my sensible side for stopping.
"Should... should we be doing this here?" I breathed.
"As opposed to where else?"
"A hotel room?" I answered, letting out a scoff as if she didn't know that would be the sensible thing to do.
Her eyebrow raised – she did that far too much – and cocked her head to the side. "You would rather have sex in a bedroom... than in an underground Aztec building that nobody's been in since they were alive?"
I paused, respect for what could be a temple briefly coming to my mind, but before I could answer, Emily had ducked out of my arms, and away from the wall. Picking up her shirt that had been carelessly thrown to the side, she shook her head.
"Well, if you have to think about it, then you're clearly not the man I thought you-"
Her words turned to giggles, as I pinned her up against the wall again, my mouth finding her neck. From the corner of my eye, I saw her shirt falling to the floor again, as she wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me closer.
I heard Emily giggle, as I buttoned up my shirt. Our eyes met; she bit her lip and winked at me. I blushed a little, and turned back to my buttons. I frowned – there were three at the bottom that were gone... what? I looked up at Emily who shrugged.
"I couldn't undo the buttons fast enough." She replied, picking her hair tie. I shook my head at her, tucking the shirt into my pants to keep the missing buttons a secret.
I watched her tie back her hair, walking along the stone wall, looking at all the writing. A smile came to my face; this girl was simply... amazing. I don't know how long I watched her in silence, but she turned around suddenly, with a smile. "Shall we move on?"
"That's a good idea." I replied, heading down the hall.