A/N: Hey guys! I'm back with everyone's favorite assistant archeologist. Though if I'm perfectly frank, she's the only original character out there that is an assistant archeologist that I know of. I actually did finish the entire movie set and I saved it on a thumb-drive; then I lost the thumb-drive, so now all of them are going to be rewritten again. I'm starting this one from the middle of the end on this one because I'm that lazy and I'm also not redoing Temple of Doom. Eva was there but I'm only gonna mention what happened in this chapter. SAYING IT ONCE: I only own Eva.
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Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade
Eva's Vacation 1938
Eva and Indiana were held with their arms behind their back on the deck of a ship in the middle of a storm. Indiana lifted his head and was punched in the face. Eva, standing beside him, kicked the other guy in the shin as she watched a man roughly make his way down the stairs and over to them.
"Small world, Doctor Jones," the man said to Indiana when he reached them.
"Too small for two of us," Indiana said.
The other man looked down at Indiana's hands that were holding the Cross of Coronado near his stomach. He pulled it out and looked at it. "This is the second time I've had to reclaim my property from you."
"That belongs in a museum," Eva shouted at him over the howling wind and rain.
"So do the two of you." The man stepped back from them and said to his henchmen, "Throw them over the side!"
The men struggled to pull Indiana and Eva over to the railing of the ship. One man opened the railing door to throw them out of and attempted to move. Indiana kicked him of the ship and kicked free of his captors. Looking up he saw that Eva had already done the same.
They looked towards the stairs and saw their captor trying to make his way up the slippery steel. Indiana pulled him down and punched him once to disorient him and took the cross from him. One of the henchmen punched him in the face and caused him to throw the cross across deck by Eva.
She attempted to pick it up but a wave of water pushed it almost over the edge. She quickly grabbed it before it was pulled over and stored it in her satchel. A large wave came up as she was looking for Indiana and took her overboard.
As she carefully treaded water for the next few minutes, she tried to look over the ships railing for her employer. She saw him jump on a stack of crates, swing himself off of the ship, and drop into the water a bit further from her.
"Eva!" Indiana's voice carried over the waves of the water that surrounded them.
"Over here," She yelled back attempting to swim to his side.
Indiana spotted her and pulled them together. As they watched the ship, a large wave hit the main exhaust vent, knocking it over. The ship exploded and they ducked their heads under the water so they didn't get hit by falling fire. They surfaced and Indiana noticed a life preserver floating near them. He pulled it closer and they latched onto it as they watched the ship go down.
A white hat with a hole in the top floated past them. "I think I need a vacation from you," Eva said to him as they floated in the storm.
The Indiana and Eva were rescued by a fishing vessel when the sun rose the next day. They took a plane back to New York and discussed Eva's departure. "I'm going to Cairo. It's been a while since I've seen my godson and I know Sallah misses me."
"Well, he can miss you for a few more days. It's not gonna kill you if you wait a day to pack and then leave."
"This isn't going to turn up like my last vacation is it?" Eva asked remembering the last time she went on vacation and almost died as a sacrifice to the ancient God of Evil, Kali.
"No, it's not going to turn out like that," he mumbled, remembering the same incident and how guilty he felt the next few months afterwards. "So when are you gonna go?"
"Soon as we get home."
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Eva left for Cairo, Egypt the next day. Arriving at the train station she saw Sallah and Adli waiting for her. Her godson eagerly ran up to her and hugged her middle tightly. "Auntie Eva," He cried out happily.
"Hey, kiddo," she said returning his embrace and then looked to Sallah. "How you doing, old man?"
"I am quite well, Eva. How is Indy?"
"Hopefully out of trouble for the moment," she said picking Adli up and putting him in her hip. Sallah took her free arm and pulled her into a hug.
The next two weeks were filled with relaxation and fun for Eva. At the end of it Indiana had sent a telegram to Sallah and Eva that Marcus Brody was making his way to Iskenderun with a map that had no names.
"Well, what good is a map with no names?" Eva looked over the telegram as the two of them sat on the train to Iskenderun.
"I'm sure Mr. Brody will explain when we see him," Sallah said reading the paper.
"I sure hope so."
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Indiana and his father, Henry, had been captured by Nazis and were led to Walter Donovan, the man who had conned them into helping him. "Didn't I warn you not to trust anybody, Doctor Jones?"
"I misjudged you, Walter," Henry said with disgust. "I knew you would sell your mother for an Etruscan vase, but I didn't know that you would sell your country and your soul to the slime of humanity."
Donovan ignored him and looked through Henry's Grail Diary. "Doctor Schneider… there are pages torn out of this."
Elsa Schneider walked over to Donovan and took the book from his hand and rifled through it herself. The turned to the Doctors Jones and said, "This book contained a map, a map with no names, precise directions from the unknown city to the secret Canyon of the Crescent Moon."
"So it did," Indiana said sarcastically.
"Where are these missing pages, this map? We must have these pages back," Donovan said as Elsa shook her head.
"You're wasting your breath. He won't tell us, and he doesn't have too. It's perfectly obvious where the pages are. He's given them to Marcus Brody."
"Marcus? You didn't drag Marcus along, did you? He's not up to the challenge. Where was Evangeline?"
"He sticks out like a sore thumb. We'll find him," Donovan said over confidently.
"The hell you will," Indiana stated plainly. "I've sent him to meet up with Eva and they've got a two-day head start one you, which is more than they need. They've got friends in every town and village from here to the Sudan. Together they speak over two dozen languages, know every local custom. They'll blend in, disappear. You'll never see them again. With any luck, they've got the Grail already."
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"Does anyone understand a word I'm saying here?" Marcus said himself in the crowd of the train station.
Eva turned her head towards the Englishman's voice. "Marcus!" She pulled on Sallah's arm to show that she had found their companion.
"Eva, thank God." Marcus looked relieved.
"Mr. Brody," Sallah said excitedly, shaking Marcus' hand. "Marcus Brody, sir. But where is Indy?"
"Oh, he's in Austria. A slight detour."
"You're on your own?" Eva picked through the crowd and led them out of the station.
"Yes, but don't panic. Everything's under control," Marcus' tone was light. "Have you, uh, have you arranged our supplies?"
"Oh, yes, of course. But where are we going?"
"This map will show you. It was drawn by, uh…" Marcus began to take a piece of paper out of his breast pocket but stopped as the three of them were approached by two men in suits.
"Mr. Brody, welcome to Iskenderun." One of the men bowed very close to him. "The director of the Museum of Antiquities has sent a car for you."
"Oh, well… your servant, sir," Marcus said tipping his hat.
"And I am his," Sallah said grabbing the bags.
"I am Mr. Brody's assistant," Eva added.
"Follow me please." The two men began to walk away and the three of them followed.
"My reputation precedes me," Marcus said proudly.
"There is no museum in Iskenderun," Sallah said to him.
Eva immediately took Marcus' arm and began pulling at it forcefully as the men turned around again. "Papers, please?"
"Papers? Of course," Sallah said putting the bags down with a laugh. "Run."
"Yes," Marcus said ignoring Eva pulling on his arm.
"Papers. Got it here." Sallah pulled out the newspaper he had been reading earlier. "Just finished reading it myself." He held it out to the man. "Run."
"Yes," Marcus said sounding more confused.
""Egyptian Mail," morning edition." He held it up to the man's face. "Run."
"Did you say, uh…" Marcus was interrupted by Sallah.
"Run!" Sallah punched the man pack into a stand, knocking it over. Eva picked up the bags that Sallah had put down and pulled Marcus out of the way, telling others to move out of her way as Sallah followed them. They came to what looked like a dead end. There was a small shop open near them and Sallah pointed it out to them. "Okay, okay, quick, quick, quick! Find the back door! Find the back door!"
As Sallah turned around to fend off anyone that might have followed them he heard a creak and a thud of something closing and turned around to see a truck speeding away from him where a shop had once been.