33Hey welcome to my first Mummy fanfic. For a little background this story takes place about a year after the first Mummy movie. The manor they live in is the one shown in The Mummy Returns. In this story Evey and Rick got married about eight months after the first movie and moved into that mansion about two months after that. This story is a romance between Jonathan and my OC Ilona (who is Rick's niece). I hope you like it!
Over the years Jonathan Carnahan had elicited many varying responses from women. Arousal, anger, disgust. But never, never this. He had never seen a woman look at him with such fear in her eyes. And he hadn't even done anything!
The girl in question was Ilona O'Connell, Rick's niece. And from the way she acted one would never guess it. Where Rick was brash, snarky, and courageous; Ilona was quiet, introverted, and timid. And she was young, only recently having turned 18.
And from now on she would be staying at the manor with Rick and Evey. And Jonathan. You see, for the past three months Jonathan had been put out with no place to stay. So he had been leeching off his dear sister and her husband, it wasn't like they didn't have the room after all.
It seemed that Rick's niece was faced with a similar predicament. Jonathan didn't know the specifics, something about losing a parent, but he knew she needed a home. Rick and Evey had already met up with her and driven her home, and she seemed fine with them. But the moment Jonathan stepped out to greet her, it looked as though she had seen some fierce predator.
He had held out his hand to her and immediately she had shrunken away, diving behind Rick's back.
"Uh you alright there love?" Jonathan tilted his head in question.
She wouldn't meet his eye.
"Ilona it's alright really, he's my brother Jonathan, he's completely harmless." Urged Evey.
"Yeah you could easily kick his ass." Rick crossed his arms. Jonathan only looked mildly offended.
Ilona tentatively stepped forward.
"Hello." She whispered.
"Good evening." Jonathan grinned as he bowed before her.
"Ilona darling, Rick and I are going to take your bags to your room. You and Jonathan have a seat." Evey spoke as her husband and her shared a look.
She sat down on the chair opposite of the couch Jonathan had chosen, eyes downcast.
"Ilona, huh? You're a rather shy bird, aren't you?" He said not unkindly, leaning forward.
She flinched at the action, fear in her eyes again. Honestly no other girl had ever made him feel so guilty.
"Alright I'm sorry, I won't hurt you, but I think I ought to go." He got up and began to walk away. But it seemed luck was not on his side. He hadn't made it a foot away from her before he tripped on the carpet and fell face-first.
And then there was silence.
Until he heard sweet laughter filling the room. He had never moved so fast as he did then, rushing to sit up and face her. But he was incredibly happy that he did, Ilona's whole face was lit up with joy as laughter bubbled up from her throat.
"Well I'm glad someone finds this amusing. Maybe I should fall down the stairs next." He lifted a brow, still sitting on the floor.
She laughed even harder before standing up to offer him a hand. He took it grinning.
"Thanks Birdie." He said as they walked back to the couches.
And this time she sat on the same couch as him, granted she sat on the opposite end, but still she was closer than before.
"I'm sorry that I'm being so skittish Mr. Jonathan. It's just...well it's because-"
"-It's alright, you don't have to tell me if you're not ready." He interrupted her softly spoken words.
She looked at him gratefully, thanking him quietly.
"Ah, you're welcome, and just call me Jonathan. No Mr. Here." He wiggled his eyebrows.
She smiled shyly up at him.
"You know, would it be alright if we started over?" He asked
Ilona nodded.
"Hello, I'm Jonathan, nice to meet you."
"I'm Ilona, it's my pleasure." She smiled lightly.
He held out his hand for a handshake.
And she accepted it.
(A/N): Hey I hope you enjoyed it! If you did please review, it means a lot to me.
