London, England, 1941
Indiana Jones was long-since used to keeping up to one strange event after another. But never had these events been so close to home that it scared him. In the course of the last 12 hours he'd discovered he had gotten Marion pregnant before he left her and now their 3-year-old son was lying in a hospital bed with some sort of "plague" that gave him mortal wounds but left him alive.
The only plus side was he and Marion had made up again. He sat on one of the spare desk chairs and Marion was curled up in his arms. They both watched their inert son and that's what they were doing when, of all people, Dani walked in. They'd met her, accidentally, five years ago. She was as surprised to see them as they were to see her. Then she noticed what the ward was full of.
'What the hell?' she said, looking around.
Then she saw Henry. She cocked her head in slight confusion and then she looked at them.
'Is that your son?' she asked.
'What gave it away?' Indy responded dryly.
'Life force, mostly.' Dani answered. 'What's with the gas mask?'
'Dr. Constantine says it's fused to the flesh.' Marion answered, not lifting her head from Indy's shoulder. 'If you touch any of them, you become like that.'
'That's not right.' Dani muttered, shaking her head. 'That's totally impossible. Well, not totally impossible because it's happened but it shouldn't have.'
Her eyes shifted up. Then she returned her attention to them.
'Remember me telling you about my old guardian?' she asked.
'Yeah.' Indy drawled.
'Well, he's just landed his ship in the city.' Dani said. 'I can go and get him if you want. He's probably here because of whatever this is anyhow. In the meantime, see if any of your friends know what could have caused this.'
'Go.' Indy told her.
Dani turned and ran out. Indy remembered Dani telling him and Marion about her childhood guardian, whom she held in the highest regard—the only person she seemed to think of in that respect. She'd said he was a Time Lord, which was a vastly intelligent alien. He went around saving planets and all the people he could. Unfortunately, when he was documented by humans they buried him deep. If you did happen to find his name, it was unfailingly followed by a list of the dead. Indy patted Marion's thigh.
'I've got a few friends who should know something.' He told her.
She complied and climbed off of his lap. He stood up and picked up the phone. He dialled the number and listened to the dial tone for a few minutes.
'Hello.' A perky girl's voice answered. 'This is Sara Fenning!'
'Sara, it's Indy.' He told her. 'Is Carlos around? I need you two to give me a hand.'
'Sure.' She agreed. 'What's going on?'
