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Title: - Alone.

Author: - Kattanon.

E-mail: - kattanon@hotmail.com

Rating: - NC-17.

Fandom: - The Mummy.

Pairing: - Jonathan/m, Jonathan/Ardeth

Archive: - If you�d like it just let me know.

Feedback: - Like or loathe it let me know.

Warning: - Contains violence and non-con.

Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Mummy, I�m just borrowing them to play with.

For Sheri, because she asked.

Alone � Chapter 1.

Jonathan shivered as he stepped out of the warmth and noise of the bar and onto the quiet, dark street. He pulled his jacket closer around himself as a cold wind blew down the empty street; the whiskey he�d just consumed in rather large quantities doing little to keep the chill from settling deep into his bones. For a moment he paused torn between re-entering the bar with it�s noise and smells of alcohol and unwashed bodies, but mostly with it�s hubbub of humanity, the company of others, and turning towards the lure of his warm bed. A yawn decided the question for him and he turned to the right and made his way a little unsteadily down the street.

As he walked Jonathan considered the past evening. He was usually the life and soul of the party always ready to have a good time, a little drink and a good card game, but lately he just couldn�t seem to socialise as he had, and tonight had been no exception. Instead of finding some fool he could fleece out of his money at a game of poker he spent his time sitting alone making his way through the best part of a bottle of cheap whiskey. It had been this way ever since he�d returned from Hamunaptra with Evy and O�Connell. For the first time in his life he felt alone. Before, what ever happened, whatever trouble he had managed to get himself into he�d known he�d always had Evy. If he�d needed a little money to pay off a few debts or someone to pay a fine or two and so get him out of the local jail he knew that Evy would always come through for him. However, things were different now, now there was O�Connell. He was used to being the only man in his little sister�s life, but now he�d been replaced and he wasn�t at all sure he liked the feeling. Of course he loved Evy and wanted her to be happy but he couldn�t help feeling a little shut out.

During the journey back to civilisation from Hamunaptra the two lovebirds had billed and cooed with eyes for nothing but each other. At night Jonathan had taken to sleeping as far away from the fire as he could without freezing so he could afford them some privacy for their courtship. The old adage was definitely true "two�s company but three�s a crowd". It wasn�t done on purpose he was sure, he knew Evy wasn�t like that and O�Connell seemed a decent sort of chap, but still it had made him uncomfortable. When they�d returned to Cairo things hadn�t changed. He had wanted to return home to England as soon as possible, begin to spend his newfound wealth in the comfortable surroundings of London. However, Evy had wanted to delay things for a month. She felt obliged to help the new curator settle in at the museum of antiquities, and even though it meant her wedding to O�Connell was delayed, as they�d decide to get married in England, she was determined. As Jonathan already knew, and as O�Connell was finding out, once Evy made up her mind over something there was no changing it. He smiled as he remembered the obstinate look on her face as she�d refused to be talked out of her decision to stay in Egypt a little bit longer. So now Evy spent her days at the museum, usually with O�Connell in tow while Jonathan spent his day in bed with the shutters closed sleeping off a hang over from the night before. The three of them only tended to see each other when they met for dinner and once that was over they went their separate ways. Evy and O�Connell out for a moonlight stroll and Jonathan off to drown his sorrows in a cheap back alley bar somewhere. When he thought about it Jonathan felt a little ashamed of himself for resenting, even if it was just a little, Evy�s happiness. Of course Evy was always telling him he was selfish and needed to grow up and it seemed as if she�d been right.

Jonathan paused and looked about himself and was surprised to see that he�d taken a wrong turning somehow on his journey. Instead of being nearly at journeys end he was in a less than salubrious part of the city. This was an area that even the locals tended to avoid and foreigners should certainly never venture in to. He stood for a moment and thoughtfully chewed his bottom lip. If he turned back he would waste at least half an hour walking back to the right path, but if he carried on he�d be back in the safer area of the city in half a mile or so, and in his bed in twenty minutes. It seemed to make more sense to carry on after all he�d been fine so far and a quick surreptitious look around confirmed his belief that he was alone. Besides he thought to himself he had just returned from facing Imhotep, various mummy warriors and those vicious scarabs. At the thought of the latter Jonathan unconsciously rubbed at the wound on his shoulder where O'Connell had had to cut one of the beastly things out from under his skin while Ardeth Bey had held him still. He shuddered at the memory and tried to think of something other than his time fighting evil and saving the world. Although he wouldn�t admit it one of the reasons Jonathan spent this nights drinking was that it meant he didn�t have to have the nightmares that plagued his sleep otherwise.

Suddenly a noise behind him startled Jonathan out of his thoughts. He stopped and frowning turned to peer into the darkness of the streets and alleyways behind him. He could see nothing but he felt the hairs stand up on the back of his neck as he got the feeling that he was being watched by unseen eyes. Hoping it was just a case of paranoia brought on by recent events he turned and walked on, a little faster than before. However, Jonathan was unable to shake the feeling of being watched and found himself glancing behind himself every few steps. Then he heard it that was definitely the sound of a booted footstep off to his left enshrouded in the impenetrable darkness of the alleyway there. Peering into the darkness Jonathan tried to sound unafraid and confident as he asked,

"Who�s there? Look I know someone�s there and this isn�t funny�if you think you�re scaring me you�re mistaken and it would be best for you if you left right now."

Jonathan winced to himself as his voice wavered a little at the last. However, he forgot that when he heard a low laugh coming out of the shadows followed by a sharp whistle. Jonathan stumbled backwards and felt his heart thud in his chest as he knocked into a solid body that had seemed to appear out of thin air behind him. Before he had the chance to jump away or shout out he felt a large knife press against his throat and an equally large hand clamp over his mouth.
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