What happens tomorrow?
You start on making a cover story for your pet.
Knowing you are in love and want to keep Anck Su Namun you realize you will need some kind of cover story and proof well forged proof of it. Finally opening your eyes to the morning sunlight coming through the window. You know your old acquaintance Carlos will be the best to help with the fake papers. He will probably know someone who can pull strings or something high up so the identification checks out.
As you admiring the sleeping beauty in her cage. You smile and remembered a small village that was almost tribal like in some of their beliefs and practices. Remembering that even in Egypt this village was considered very remote and cut off you feel it is the perfect place for your pet to say she is from.
The only other thing but you decide to wait untill Anck Su Namun is awake is her name. Though you find her name beautiful it is not something used today even in Egypt. But if she does not want to use a new one for her new life you will never make her change it. As she starts to stir you go to shower and get dressed.
Once you return your bedroom you see Anck Su Namun is awake. Letting her out of her cage you pull her into your lap and kiss her gently.
"Now pet i need you to wash up and get dressed as i will need a picture of you so I can give you a new identity and that way we can be together safely."
She nods and kisses you again. Getting up to go shower you stop her.
"My love for your new life would you mind a new name? I can still use your real one when we alone just I think it will make things look more real."
She smiles at you.
"I do like Cleopatra my love."
"like the queen? Hmm okay and can call you Cleo for short too my sexy little pet."
A few hours later you are sitting in some back room of some run down bar in one of London's more crime ridden areas. As you wait for Carlos you look around the room. Though deep down Carlos was nice and decent person. He was involved in just about everything criminal you can make money from. But he was the best. You knew this because you used one of his forged passports to get into Iran undetected. Finally he came out with a small black satchel and said.
"In there is the woman's passport birth certificate, papers granting her rights to assist you on your expedition. All will check out on a basic level not that anyone really bothers to do more than that these days. May I ask why not just ask the Egyptian government to grant her passport."
"The usual political bullshit cause of where Cleo is from the government would rather say she does not exist then acknowledge this region still believes in the ancient gods."
As you say goodbye and go to leave you can not help but smile feeling a step closer to having your pet at your home forever.
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