hi. i been working with this idea for a loooooong time.but now i've finally come to write it, since i noticed i have way too much free time on my hands. um, i changed the plot a lot of times, but it's basically the same thing. i'm actually nervous to write this one, because originally i planned it to be some huge fantastic story and i'll never be able to live up to the standards i had given it. but i figured i'd better start jotting it down before i forget anything else, because i have forgotten a lot. uhh, okay.

disclaimer: Honestly, If I owned Indiana Jones would I be here writing on fan fiction?No. Indiana Jones and related characters belong to its creators. blah blah, nor do i claim to own anything you recognize. though only a few characters are all mine.

summary: the jones' first family trip together since KOTCS becomes another of their famous adventures! after possibly losing his son's love, it's up to indy to get to him, before he loses his son for good. muttx15. this story is a sappy story, with lots of emotions and crap. dont like, dont read. but if you do, i'd love a review.
it takes place a month after they got married.

"No."

"Mutt, it'll be fun."

"No." The fifteen year old shook his head. "I'm not going."

Marion sighed. This had been going on for the last 15 minutes. "Honey, you don't have a choice."

"That's not fair! I don't wanna go, it's your honeymoon. You guys'll be busy doing..whatever..newlyweds do..." he tried shaking the bad images from his mind,"and I'm not gonna be spending the only time I have to myself on some farm!"

"It's not a farm, it's a ranch."

"Same thing."

Ever since Indy had married his mother, he had to enjoy the last bit of summer he had before heading back to school. Marion shook her head, and got up , grabbing a hold of each of their empty plates. She rinsed the plates off in the sink, as her son remained seated.

Indy had recieved a letter in the mail from an old friend, from England. He had stated that he was terribly sorry for missing the wedding and he could only make it up by letting them visit his big ranch. Of course, Indy had agreed quickly, before consulting Marion. But after some convincing, they had their honeymoon finally planned out. Now, it was becoming a family trip Mutt didn't want to be a part of..

"Mutt. You're going. End of story, now go upstairs and pack your bags."

"Pack 'em for what? I'm not going anywhere." He shot back, then taking a drink of some orange juice.

"Yes, you are young man." She said, in an annoyed and final voice. "Now, GO, and pack up. We're leaving tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?! I thought it was on Saturday." Mutt said, shocked. He wasn't ready to go.

"I know, but we have to get there earlier so we can make it to the awards assembly."

"Awards assembly?" He asked, uninterested.

"Mutt, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Now, you better get your butt up to your room by the time I count to three Buster, or I'll make sure you never have a chance to leave the house again." She gave him a look, as she leaned against the counter, finishing up her coffee.

"Ma. I'm not a little kid anym-"

"One."

"You can't do this to me! "

"Two."

"You know that doesn't work anym- Oh, FINE!" he said, getting up from his seat at the table and stomping his way upstairs.

Marion smiled to herself, knowing she had won. And as long as the number thing worked, she had him in her hands. But, Mutt wasn't ready to give up yet. On the way to his bedroom he bumped into his father.

"Hey, Pops. "

"Junior, finished packing yet?''

Mutt frowned. "I told you not to call me that. And no, I haven't even started yet. Because I-"

"What? Mutt, we're leaving tomorrow morning! You have to get packing!" Indy said, sounding a bit angry. He was worked up about planning everything perfect for his wife, and son, of course. He had finally gotten them back into his life and he wanted to make it work. He and the kid weren't yet on the same grounds.

"Take it easy!" Mutt yelled back. Boy, sometimes he wondered if the oldman would ever get through to him. "Jeeze.." He rolled his eyes.

Indy wagged a finger at him. "Hey, none of that! Alright? I want this to be a good trip, for all of us. "

"Whatever." Mutt said, pushing aside and walking into his room, slamming the door behind him. "Get bent.." he muttered to himself as the door closed.

Indy sighed, If it would take a whole vacation, he was going to make this kid love him.

Mutt awoke to the sound of pounding on his door. It sounded like his dad was about to knock it down.

"Mutt! Get up! Come on! The cab is here!"

Mutt groaned. It had been at least half an hour that they'd tried to get him up, but as soon as he woke, he'd go back to sleep. Thankfull he had that lock on his door. There was no way they were getting in there.

Knock, knock, knock! "KID! NOW!"

"Alright! I'm going, I'm going!" He said, giving in. Indy finished piling the luggage in the back of the cab after he heard that the boy was actually up. Throwing on a t-shirt and some jeans. He unlocked the door, walking into the bathroom.

"Kid! The cab is here. Come on!" Indy called from the front door.

Mutt quickly ran his comb through his hair, perfecting it. He ran to his room, grabbed his only bag, and hurried down the hall to his father, who was still rushing him. As Indy put a hand on his shoulder and walked him out the door, he locked it behind them.

Mutt tossed his bag into the back and took a seat. His mother there waiting. She had a look of annoyance. He gave her a sheepish smile, and she couldn't help give him a kiss on the cheek.

This was going to be an interesting vacation...