Irina Spalko stopped in front of the semi-circle of soldiers surrounding Indiana.
("Lower your weapons.")
The men lowered their guns and stood back making a path for Agent Spalko. She walked up to Indy and spoke; her thick Russian accent thundering through the still air.
"Dr. Jones. Glad you could make it. Tell me, how was trip?"
Indiana chuckled, "Well, considering I was pretty much bound and gagged in a smelly trunk; I'd say not so bad."
Which, sadly, was true. He had experienced a lot of worse methods of kidnapping in his prime.
"I'll thank you later when I get my gun back."
She laughed a deep throaty laugh that sent a chill racing down Indiana's spine.
"At least she speaks English.", he thought to himself, "But what the hell does she want with me?"
Mac finally spoke up. His disbelief evident in his voice.
"You two know eachother?"
"No, of course not.", then as an afterthought, " I think I would remember a pretty girl like her."
He was trying to catch her off guard. Maybe he could soften her up a bit, and she would let them off easy. Not a likely occurrence, but it was worth a shot.
But it was no good. She saw right through him.
"Dr. Jones, flattery will get you nowhere. Besides, aren't you a little old to be womanizing?", she started to laugh a little.
Oh this had been so easy about twenty years ago when he was younger. Damn, he wish he had his whip right about now.
"No, my dear professor. I know you from reputation."
She finally withdrew her hands from behind her back, revealing a coiled up rope of leather grasped in her hands.
A look of disbelief and confusion played upon Indiana's face. His whip! How did she get his whip?!
"Surprised to see your old friend?", a smug smirk graced her lips as she said the words.
"How did you get that?", Mac asked. He was starting to speak up as he started to get some of his courage back.
"I have my ways. And I will use them, Dr. Jones, if you do not do what I require of you."
"Which is?"
Irina started to circle him like a vulture as she spoke.
"Providing me with information, Indiana."
Indy's mind was spinning in circles. He wasn't sure where this was going, which made him worry. He liked to stay one step ahead of everyone, but he just couldn't read this woman at all.
"What would you like to know?", he said in a condescending tone.
"Long time ago, you and a woman annihilated the Nazi's plans for world domination by locating the the Ark of the Covenant, and taking it back to America."
She stopped in front of him, "You see, my geography is not so good. So I need to know where exactly in America the Ark is."
Indiana had to laugh in spite of himself. It would've been easier if she had asked him where the Holy Grail was. At least that way he could've told her exactly where it was located. It was buried under the ground of course, but at least he knew that for sure. He didn't know what had happened to the Ark.
"Ya, well if you find it let me know, sweetheart."
He could tell she was taken back by his words. She hadn't really expected an answer like that. Her brow furrowed in confusion.
"What are you talking about, old man?"
"Ha! Joke's on you. I don't know where the Ark is! After I brought it back to the states, they decided it was too dangerous to display in a museum. So they hid it away somewhere, and I haven't seen it since!"
Irina's breathing started to quicken, as her anger started to rise to dangerous levels. She closed her eyes, and took in a deep breath. After she opened them, it was still apparent in her face how angry she still was, but at least now she had it under control.
"Very well. I guess I will just have to ask the second witness. I believe you know her.", she said the name like she was saying it for the first time, "A Marion Ravenwood?"
Without even thinking, Indy lunged forward at her.
"You son of a...!"
Suddenly the soldiers grabbed his arms and held them behind his back before he could get to her. He struggled against their grasp. His heart was pounding wildly at the thought of this woman hurting Marion.
Irina was surprised at this reaction. So, Marion was more than just a friend to him. She wondered how much this woman meant to him, and decided to torture him a bit more to find out.
"So you do know her. I know her too. Although not personally, I know everything about her; where she lives, where she works," she paused to make sure Indiana was paying attention before saying the rest of her speech, "And I also know that she has a son."
She searched his face and waited for him to catch on. Indy's eyes darted back and forth while his brain tried to register what he had just heard.
"Marion has a son? Damned if I'll let this woman hurt her or her son. I have to get out of here and find her!"
His mind was racing with a thousand thoughts, but not one of them was, "He could be my son".
Irina was enjoying watching him squirm, sort of like the way a cat watches the life drain out of a mouse before devouring it. She wanted to hurt him more.
"I have to admit, I don't know as much about her son as I do about Marion. But, I do know what collage he attends. And from a few sources, I know that Marion can be quite stubborn. So if I take her son away from her, then maybe...just maybe, she will be willing to tell me what she knows."
"No! You leave her outta this! She doesn't know any more than I do!"
She looked at him for a moment, then turned and spoke to her men in Russian.
( "Put them in the holding cell with their friend. I'm sure they would like to get reacquainted with one another.")
As they were dragging the two men away, Irina pulled Indiana aside and spoke to him in a low voice, "Let's just see how long it takes you to remember what I need to know."
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I hope you liked this chapter because frankly, I could picture this whole thing in my head before I wrote it down and I don't think I did it justice. I'm just trying to force myself to write (even when I'm not in the mood) so I will finish this story before the actual movie comes out. Make sure you leave me a review if you read it. It really helps! Oh, and thanks Ravenwood85 for reviewing my first chapter! :)
