Welcome back for chapter three. Now we're in Riley's point of view. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my idea and OCs. Everything else belongs to their rightful owners.
PS: If you haven't seen this movie, I don't know why you wouldn't have by now, there will be spoilers. You have been warned so please don't complain. Please enjoy. : )

Recap: After their meeting with Dr. Chase, Ben and Riley decided to pal around town while Emily continued working. Ben told Riley that Emily was totally his type. Riley denied it but the more time goes on, the more Riley realizes that Ben wasn't lying.

Change in Fortune

Ben looked at Emily, then at me, then back to Emily. "Ben, knock it off. Where did you want to go for dinner?"

"That Italian place still around here?"

"That narrows it down but yeah, I know what you're talking about. It's still there." I stifled my laughter.

"Let's go there." Emily nodded and we piled into her car after she won her argument with Ben. She drove us to an authentic looking Italian restaurant where we all got out of the car after she parked. We followed Emily inside and were quickly seated by a very annoyed looking waitress. We scanned over the menus and I watched as Ben was trying to start a fight with Emily. She kicked him under the table and I had to stifle a laugh. The waitress took our drink orders, including two sodas and a glass of wine for Emily, and our appetizer order which we ended up picking calamari. "I can't believe you eat that stuff, Em."

"What? The calamari?"

"You know what that is, right?"

"Yes. I'm not a child, Ben."

"You act like one."

"Ben, you have no room to talk and I'm sure Riley would agree with me." I looked up, earning looks from both of the Gates siblings and I just shook my head.

"I'm not getting involved with this." I threw my hands up and turned my attention back to the menu. Emily laughed and Ben scoffed.

"Why don't you answer her, Riley?" Emily laughed again and Ben threw a napkin at me.

"Very mature." Ben just shrugged and turned his attention to our waitress that was coming back for our dinner order. Ben and I ordered spaghetti and meatballs while Emily ordered veal Parmesan.

"You do know what-"

"Yes, Benjamin, I do know what veal is seeing as I eat it with Dad. Are you going to question everything I eat?"

"Maybe." Emily rolled her eyes and looked at me.

"Is he this bad with you?"

"Pretty much."

"You're impossible, Ben. I hope you're aware of that." Ben just smiled and watched the waitress bring us our food. She set our food in front of us and we all started to dig in. "So you two honestly think that the Declaration is going to be stolen?"

"Yes and we know who is going to steal it."

"Alright. Do I know them?"

"Does the name Ian Howe ring a bell?" I heard a fork drop and I looked up to see a shocked look on Emily's face. "Looks like it does."

"You're telling me that the man who has helped you on your quest, for lack of a better word, is now going to try to steal something of national importance?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Let me guess. No one believes you enough to do anything about it."


"You think he will actually go through with it?"

"Absolutely. He wants the treasure as much as I do, albeit for different reasons."

"Have you figured out a way to stop him?" I looked at Ben and was silently hoping that he wouldn't tell his sister his crazy idea that he told me earlier. "Ben?" Oh no. He was going to tell her.

"I'm going to steal it first." Emily choked on her drink and just stared at Ben.

"You're what?" Ben just looked at her, with a straight face, and answered her.

"I'm going to steal the Declaration of Independence."

"Ben, what on Earth would possess you to do something like that?"

"To find the treasure. The Declaration is the next clue."

"I thought Charlotte was where the treasure was."

"No, the secret lied with Charlotte." I scoffed.

"He says lied because Ian decided to blow it up with all the gunpowder that was still inside of it." Emily groaned.

"That guy has no appreciation for anything that doesn't have a price tag on it." I smiled and the three of us finished our dinner. Emily opted to pay for it, earning no argument from Ben but I insisted on leaving the tip. We left the restaurant and huddled up outside. "Okay, so let me get this straight. Ian wants to steal the Declaration to get to the next clue first but in order to stop that from happening, you're going to steal it?"

"That's right." Emily looked at me.

"Why haven't you convinced him that this is a bad idea?"

"I tried but he found a loophole in my evidence against him."

"He always was good for that." Emily sighed. "Well, I should really get home. Dad is probably wondering where I am." Emily went to leave but Ben grabbed her arm.

"Wait, you still live with Dad?"

"Yeah. He wasn't happy when you left and I couldn't bear to leave him by himself. Sure, I'm not happy but he isn't alone and that's all I care about."

"That's...very thoughtful of you, Emily. Are you sure you're related to Ben?" Emily smiled and Ben smacked me in the head.

"I question the relation, too. Well, I'll catch you guys later."

"Can I call you tomorrow to bounce my plan off you?"

"Sure. Being an accessory to a felony is my life long dream, Ben."


That's it for the this chapter. Sorry it took so long to update. I hope you all enjoyed it. Reviews are appreciated. : )