One Night - Night at the Museum

Six: Change

Two years later...

After school Nick Daley walked over to the Museum of Natural History.

"Hi Rebecca," he said to the docent sitting at the front desk.

She looked up and smiled. "Hello Nick."

"Is Natasha here?" he asked.

"Yes. She'll either be in her office or in Ancient Egypt."

"Okay thanks."

He headed first to her exhibit, but found it only occupied by people visiting the museum. So he headed to her office. The door was ajar and he knocked.

She was organizing some papers at her desk and looked up when he knocked, smiling when she saw him. "Oh hey Nick. How are you?"

He smiled back. "Good, you?"

"Oh, good. Just decided to stop in for a visit?"

"Yeah, I pass by here on my way home to my mom's from school, so I thought I'd come say hi."

"Well I'm glad you did. How's school going?"

"Oh pretty good. History's my best class."

She smiled. "It was always my best too." There was a pause before she asked, "how's your dad doing?"

"Oh, he's good, I actually haven't seen him in a while cause he's been really busy with work. They just released their newest product so it's been kind of crazy there."

She nodded. "Well, tell him I say hi when you see him."

"I will." He really liked Natasha, and he could tell his dad did too, so he had been disappointed when they stopped going on dates due to his dad's new company. 'Too busy with work' was his excuse. That always seemed to be his excuse now. Nick thought that maybe his dad was a little nervous about starting a new relationship when his last one had failed. But his mom had found happiness with someone else, so why shouldn't his dad?

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"It's done. They leave tomorrow morning. It's over." With that, McPhee left, leaving Larry there alone as the sun set.

He couldn't believe it - half of these guys were being shipped away to the Federal Archives at the Smithsonian. He had to do something. But what?

He was pulled from his thoughts then when he felt something nudge his shoulder. Turning around, he saw that it was Rexy, always the first to wake up.

"Hey, hey buddy," he said, rubbing the T-Rex's nose. "How're you doing?" Rexy shook his tail and reached for the bag in Larry's hands. "Oh, do you think I've got something in here for you? Maybe a rope-" He withdrew the thick rope he had brought. Rexy grabbed one end between his teeth and began swinging it around, Larry fighting to hang on. Then Rexy gave a great shake of his head, sending Larry flying across the room, landing near the pile of crates, which one by one began to open.

"Larry?"

He turned to see Natasha, just leaving for the day, come into the room.

He scrambled to his feet. "Oh, hey Natasha. How are you?" Why did he always get into embarrassing situations right as she entered the room?

She smiled. "I'm well, thanks, you? How's your business going?"

"Oh, good, yeah, pretty good."