In Search For The Dagger's Tip

                                    

                                          

Driving off, on the dry roads surrounded by hills of sand. Simmons finished the call he had as Bee drove quietly. "Okay, here's what my CIA contact says. Ancient Sumerians used to call the Gulf of Aqaba the Dagger's Tip."
"That's the Dagger's Tip." Sam nods focusing on the road as if he was driving. Unfortunately for Leo and Y/N, has to ride with one of the twins. And Leo had the worst pick out of them two. Sitting inside Mudflap, giving insults to Leo all the way to the destination. Wherever the clues send them to.
"It's part of the Red Sea. Divides Egypt and Jordan like the tip of a blade. 29.5 degrees north, 35 east. Here it is." Simmons shows a picture of the Dagger's Tip at Sam.
Sam nods. "First thing we've got to do is get Optimus to the Dagger's Tip."
You hear all this through the intercom that was linked between them three.
"How are you gonna get him halfway around the world?" Leo asked down the intercom.
"I'm gonna make a call." Sam explained as you stated through the driver window, your attention turned to the side mirror to see a police car waiting by a sand pit, on the side of the dry road. And as they drove past speed, the police turned on their sirens and chased behind them.
"We got cops Whoa!"
"I know, I know..." Simmons turned trying to act casually.
"I can go to prison, guys." Leo said down the intercom freaking out in a panic making Mudflap cut his call to make it sound like Leo wanted to go to prison. "Hey, stop cutting my calls! It's not funny!" Leo yelled and kicked Mudflap hard to make him stop.
"Sam, we got to get off this road and lay low."
You frown and spoke down the intercom for the first time in ages since they took off.
"I suggest we split up. Hide within the desert. And meet up when the coast is clear..."
"What a great idea, hide within sand. There's no way they can find us." Simmons said with sarcasm. "They might think what they saw was an illusion."
"Do you have a better idea?" You snapped making everyone silent. "Good. You guys take the left, I'll take the right. Leo, you and Mudflap go ahead. We have to find a place to hide."
Skids and Mudflap was excited to play hide and seek with the cops. As they drove off quickly to find a hiding place. Bee made a long beep, much like he was sighing and drove to the other direction. As they drove down sand hills in speed they arrived close to a village with old broken down buildings of sand and mud. Hiding behind the buildings as the cops drove right past them. You sigh and relaxed inside Skids, closing your eyes to calm down.
"Man, stupid cops! Ah-ha-ha!" Mudflap laughs down the intercom.
"This is what's called blending in like a ninja." You hear Skids reply back.
"Shut up or I'll blend my fist in your face."
You opened your eyes and got out of Skids, stepping out into the heat and burning sun, you walk towards a shadow and lie low. Hoping to find everyone. Until you hear Mikaela and Sam's voice nearby.
"They're gone" 
"Okay, we're running out of time. I gotta make the call to Lennox." Sam was about to use his phone only to find the signal low.
"You're on the Worldwide Wanted List. Try calling one base, they'll track you here in seconds. CIA is all over this place!" Simmons reminded him.
"You're gonna call."
"Oh. Okay. That's a good idea."
"All right." Sam nods and turns to Mikaela and Bee.
"I mean, I just had my mind on other things, like winding up in an Egyptian prison."
After a few minutes of waiting, Simmons stood with a hat covering his face and eyes as he held a phone cable in hand upon a pole. While Sam, Mikaela and Bee waited nearby the village in plain sight, wearing hats to camouflage themselves.
"Lennox, I'm with the kid. The kid, You know, the one with the attitude, right? We need the truck. The truck. We got a possible resurrection going on over here. You're not
gonna believe where we are. Code Tut, as in King Tutankhamen. Back of a one dollar bill. Coordinates for airdrop, 29.5 north, 34.88 east. Write it down. Write it." Simmons instructed.
Laughter could be heard in the background of young Egyptian kids.
"Oh my God. I got to go. Okay. Heat comes." Simmons said as he was about to hang up. With the heat getting stronger and the sand was now getting picked up by a little storm.
"Whoa, wait, who are you?" Sam stops Simmons for saying anything and points at two people that were now walking towards them one wearing a slightly distressed white tank top with grey knee-length tunic, a white knit headcap and a black grease rag, that was covering their mouth. The only thing that was seen was the eyes. As for the other slightly smaller person they wore a thin decorated veil over their face and a long black rag over their head.
"Oh Shi-"
"Wait! It's us! Leo! Me! Y/N!" Leo pulled the rag to show his full face and pulled the veil up with a little force making your head snap slightly up. "Cops are coming right now. We need to go!"

Driving past the village, towards a large gate that borders the rest of the village. 
"Okay, let's go over it again." Sam said as everyone was squished in the same car.
"When the dawn alights-" Sam and Simmons both repeat what Jetfire said.
"-the Dagger's Tip," Sam said, only to have Simmons correct him.
"the Three Kings-"
"-will reveal the doorway." Sam finished.
"That's what he said. You know what that means?" 
"No, what does it mean?" Sam asked Simmons who asked the same question.
"I have no idea."
Well this helps... You thought to yourself feeling bored and squished right by the door with Mikaela sitting in between you and Leo at the back. You stare through the window at the huge gates that are getting closer.
"Oh my God. Oh my God. Checkpoint. Checkpoint. I don't have my passport."
"Pass-port!" Said the custom officer, looking at them through the window.
"They got cameras at the top." Sam said trying to hide his face from the cameras.
You spot agents with guns looking around and eyeing the car. A little suspicious.
"All right, chill. This is espionage now. I can handle it. These are my people."
"Yeah?"
"I'm one-thirty-sixth Arab." Simmons said making you frown even more. This guy is crazy. Is that even a thing?
Just as the custom officer stepped towards the car. Simmons lowered the window and greeted the officer. "Ashu-fanah... The Dagger's... Tip? Right? Egypt, Jordan. We want to go there. Me and my family. This is my family. This is my son, my other son, my daughters. We're tourists, from New York."
Simmons points at everyone in the car, Sam just lift his eyes to meet with the officer and smiled before looking down. Mikaela smiled as Leo fidgets and Y/N stared at the officer a little bored and nervous.