Chapter 3:

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"Turn around," he said. "Take me back."

"I can't," Joseph said. "I'm almost out of gas and we're already half way there."

Indy thought about Georgie. No wonder she looked nothing like Marion. If she knew, she'd probably hate me forever. Think about this, Jones, how would you feel if all the sudden your father that you hadn't known for sixteen years shows up out of the blue? He thought a moment. You'd be mad as hell.

"Never mind," Indy said. "Drive on."

Georgie looked down at the envelope that had fallen out of the safe. She hadn't even opened it yet.

She bent down and picked it up. She sat down on the chair and opened it slowly. She carefully pulled the letter out. She took a deep breath and began reading.

September 1, 1936

Dearest Georgia,

I know what you're thinking, why did my mother leave me? Why didn't she tell me who my father was? What am I going to do.? It's not fair. Well, I'm going to tell you what to do.

I.)Get on a plane to Huntington, West Virginia.

II.)Take a taxi to Marshall University.

III.)Enter the building

IV.)Go to the receptionist and ask for archeological studies.

V.)Follow her instructions.

VI.)Take a minute to let his class finish before entering.

VII.)Take a deep breath.

VIII.)Tell him who you are and show him this letter.

IX.)Wait for a reaction.

X.)If it was bad then go to Nepal and re-open the bar. If good then he'll tell you your next step

XI.)Read the next letter. (Get it from him)

XII.)Start instructions as soon as you put down this letter.

Love,

Mom

Georgie's eyes began to water. She started to feel hate. She hurried to her bedroom and threw her stuff into an old, leather suitcase. She pulled on a jacket and put Indy's hat on. She pulled out some money on her way out the door. She quickly threw her bag into the car and got in. Her anger had almost turned to burning range. How could he do this?! Did he not care that Mum and I were almost broke?! When I find out who he is I'm going to give him a piece of my mind! These were her thoughts as she sped down the street. Georgie thought she may have broken a few speeding laws. She was surprised she hadn't wrecked yet.

She stormed to the ticket line and laid down her money, trying to calm herself.

"One ticket to Huntington, West Virginia," Georgie said. "And hurry."

"Right away," the woman said. She seemed a tad bit jumpy. This got on Georgie's nerves. The woman handed her a ticket. Georgie waited impatiently for her flight to be called.

Georgie slept most of the way to Huntington. She was exhausted really. She hadn't been sleeping well recently. She sighed and got up with the rest of the passengers.

Georgie now sat on a bench. She'd been trying for over thirty minutes to get a taxi. She sighed and stood up to try again. Again they ignored her.

A tall seventeen-year-old guy walked up behind her. He was only a couple of inches taller than Georgie. He had blonde hair and blue eyes, decently muscular and handsome. He was sweaty. Georgie noticed a pair of boxing gloves hanging out of his duffle bag.

"You need some help?" he asked in a strong Scottish accent.

"No," Georgie said. He smiled and then whistled loudly. The on coming taxi stopped. Georgie glared at him as he walked towards the door and opened it. "Ladies first." She thought for a moment then got in. The guy threw his bag and hers in the trunk and climbed in as well.

"Where too?" the driver asked.

"Marshall University," Georgie said.

"You didn't have to do that, sir. I was perfectly capable of handling the situation myself," Georgie said.

"Oh…I could see that," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "What's your name?"

"Why should I tell you?" she asked.

"Touchy touchy," he said. "Well…one if it wasn't for me you wouldn't even be sitting here and two it's only polite."

"Georgia," she said.

"Got a last name." he asked

"Ravenwood." she grumbled.

"Now that's much better, Miss Ravenwood," he said. "It is Miss isn't it?"

"Of course it's miss," Georgie snapped.

"I'm Nathan," he said. "Nathanr MacFarlene." She remained silent. "So, you going to school at Marshall?"

"No," she said.

"Didn't think so. I'd notice a spitfire like yourself," he said.

"Oh how good to know," she said.

"So, you visiting someone," he asked.

"If you must know I'm going to find my father," she said. "Do you know where the archeological studies class room is?"

"It's on the way to my dorm, I'll show you," he said as they got out in front of the school. He went around and got her bag. She took it from him.

"Follow me," he said. He led her down a series of hallways. "So, Dr.Jones is your father. " He looked back at her. "I can see the resemblance." She stopped dead. "Did you say Dr.Jones?"

"Yeah," he stopped. "Didn't you know?"

"No," she said.

"Oh," he said quietly walking on. He stopped in front of a door. "Class doesn't start for a couple of minutes. Nice to meet you, Miss Jones."

"It's Ravenwood," she said. "And thank you."

"Your welcome," he smiled and turned to go.Georgie took a deep breath and walked in. Indy looked up. "Georgie…what are you doing here."

"I'm here…I'm going to talk…and your going to listen," she said. "I didn't ask to be your daughter! I didn't ask for you to leave my mother! And I didn't ask for my mother to die.! And just so you know I'm not going to move in with you and we be the happy father daughter thing! I'll tell you now I don't want to be anywhere near you! Not after what you did to my mother! Do you know what it felt like not to have a father? No, you don't! You don't know how it felt when I saw other girls and their dads happy! You don't know how it feels when your four and you hear your mother crying because she had to go ask for money again because she couldn't make bill payments on her own! The least you could've done is be there for my birthday or Christmas is call! But no you wanted nothing to do with me or her-"

"Now it's my turn to talk and you listen! Your mother walked out on me! I had no idea your mother had you! I just found out today. It was your mother's damn pride that kept me away. I don't care if you like me or not. According to your mother your under my guardianship."

"I'm not staying! And you can't make me! I hate you!" she said heading for the door. She threw open the door. A large group of students were standing there staring at her. She pushed through them and kept storming towards the main entrance.

"Georgie…get back here!" he yelled.

"No!" she called over her shoulder.