A/N: I loved Sallah's character and decided to bring him back, and he comes back in a big way. I'm not too sure about my charrie's personality and positive and constructive feedback will be loved. I am doing plenty of research about this era and the way that they dressed and if I don't describe it the way that I meant to, I'm sorry.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE INDY CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS!! DON'T SUE ME!!

Chapter 1

Mutt Jones sighed to himself as he peered around the crowded diner. His eyes took in the usual crowd of greasers and jocks and cheerleaders. Nothing new on that front.

He made his way over to an empty booth, trying to avoid accidently hitting a richy. He didn't think that his parents would appreciate it much if he started a riot. They weren't happy with right now anyway. They were still arguing with him, trying to get him to go back to school and Mutt was being extremely hard headed, much like his parents.

He quietly watched the waitresses walk around, giving everyone their orders. He fell into thinking about the events of the past three months. He silently marveled at how life could change so quickly. He went from being just another high school drop out who had had nothing extremely exciting happen to him to going on a wild adventure and finding his real dad.

Mutt was rudely brought out of his thoughts by a girl's voice. She was telling a jock to leave her alone. The jock and his friends were laughing at her.

"Come on, baby. You know you want to go on a date with me." The jock tugged on her arm.

"I said, keep your mitts offa me!" the girl growled at him. She jerked her arm away.

"Yeah, and how are you gonna make me, doll face?" The jock grabbed her arm again.

Mutt was instantly there. He hated seeing females mistreated. "She said, leave her alone." His voice had taken on a quiet, murderous tone.

The jock's laughter immediately faded from his face. "What are you gonna do about it, Greaser?"

Mutt didn't waste his time with replies. He just pulled back and knocked the asshole one.

The effect was instant. The jerk fell backwards and his buddies were immediately in Mutt's face.

He didn't waste time. He shoved the jerk's friends out of his way and ran for the door. He could hear the jock's friends yelling.

When Mutt emerged from the diner, he began laughing. He remembered the last time that he had started a riot. It had been three months ago when he had enlisted his father's help in helping him find his mother (although then he had just been a crazy teacher).

"Are starting riots funny to you?" asked an irritated female's voice.



Mutt turned to see the girl that he had "saved". He really noticed how she looked for the first time. She had shoulder length, curly blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and creamy skin. She wore a pair of jeans, black and white saddle shoes, and a pink and black shirt.

He smirked at her. "What? No thanks for helping you?"

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Alabama "AJ" James stared at the guy, completely insulted. "I didn't need help. I can take care of myself," she snapped.

She had come to this town for one purpose and one alone. Her old friend Sallah had told her of a man by the name of Indiana Jones. He had told her that Jones was a professor at Marshall University and, should she ever need help, he would be able to assist her. In light of recent events, AJ found that she needed all the help that she could get.

The only reason she had stopped at the diner on her way to the university was because she wanted something to eat. She ended up being hassled by a bunch of jocks and in the middle of a riot.

The guy who claimed to have saved her smirked. "Really? Could've fooled me."

AJ felt her eyes narrow into slits. "That's because you didn't give me a chance to defend myself properly. Trust me; I could have done so without starting a riot."

The guy shook his head. "Whatever you say, babe."

She considered asking him whether or not he knew where Dr. Jones was, but decided against it. He had his light brown hair greased back and wore a pair of worn blue jeans, a white shirt, and a black leather jacket. From his looks, she would be surprised if he knew where the University was, let alone a certain teacher.

AJ scowled at him and said, "If you would excuse me, I have some things that I need to attend to."

With that, she walked off. Behind her, she could hear the guy mutter, "snob" and the sound of a motorcycle revving up. Distantly, she heard the sound of police sirens as they began heading to the diner riot.