"It's okay doll," Mutt spoke sternly to Penelope when he had taken her upstairs to a hotel room. After driving around they had finally found a reasonably priced hotel where Indiana had booked two rooms which were next door to each other. Mutt had carried Penelope into the hotel, she was wearing nothing but a nightgown and his leather jacket which she still had on her as she sat on the bed and looked up at Mutt as he combed his hair back and rested a hand on his chin. He hadn't explained to his parents why she was so upset and all they had heard was her incomprehensible mutters in the car.

"I just killed him Mutt...me...I don't know what came over me...but I was angry..." she said and Mutt nodded as he kept his distance from her. In the car he hadn't been able to hold her as much as he had wanted and yet when they were finally alone he didn't move towards her or anything. And all she longed for was his protective arms around her.

"Babe...you didn't do anything wrong. He was a bad man who hurt people. Hell, he was probably going to hurt you or me if we did nothing. You are not to blame," Mutt told her and Penelope shrugged. She didn't know what to think as she sat crossed legged on the bed, hugging Mutt's jacket tighter to her as she bit her fingernails in absolute worry. There was another thing that worried her which Mutt had mentioned. About her gaining one particular memory she didn't currently have. Penelope had told herself that it probably couldn't be that bad but she wanted to know. She hated secrecy...well...she hated it when it involved herself.

"Now we just need to understand how to destroy the cup...I'm going to go and talk to my parents...you okay here for a moment?" Mutt checked and Penelope simply nodded before Mutt tapped the wooden doorframe and left the room, making sure he locked it after him. When he entered his parents room he saw Indiana sat on the bed and looking over the map as his mother observed the cup.

"What's the verdict daddy-o?" Mutt asked Indiana as he pulled his blade out and began to flip it in his hands as his mother just pecked him on the cheek and Indiana scowled.

"Don't call me daddy-o," Indiana said. "And the verdict has not yet been reached. If the Rushends had gotten both the map and the cup then we would have been in a hell of a lot of trouble...it leads them straight to where the fountain was buried," Indiana worried.

"But we have it now...and Penelope is safe...we just need to destroy it," Mutt said and he looked upon it as his mother continued to examine it in all its simplicity.

"Destroying it is harder than you think...and I hope Miss Lyons knows she is in a lot of trouble. Things could have gone wrong in that house," Indiana spoke gravely and Marion swatted him around the head;

"You think Penelope doesn't know that? She only left in the first place so that she could get the Rushends away from us. She was effectively trying to save your life Indiana Jones," Marion scolded him.

"She should have known that we were safe," Indiana said. "I've done this kind of thing millions of times before," he grumbled.

"Well Penny doesn't know that. Does she?" Mutt defended the girl and Indiana couldn't help but smirk as Marion gasped and smiled brightly. Mutt on the other hand just felt confused about what was going on and why they were looking at him like he was mad.

"What?" he muttered.

"Penny, hey junior?" Indiana suddenly found the situation to be quite amusing as Mutt's mother just smiled sadly at her son. Mutt began to brush his hair as his hand shook a little and he looked out the window into the raining night.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he denied anything before they could even pounce upon him.

"I didn't realise you had given the preppy a nickname?" Indy continued to tease his son who was getting wound up slightly by it all.

"She's not a preppy," Mutt said back. "And it was just shortening her name. No big one," Mutt spoke back to them. "Anyway, about destroying the cup..."

"Well that right there is another journey...the cup cannot be destroyed but it can be hidden for all eternity in some form of black hole if I am correct," Indiana said. And normally, he was always correct.

"So where's the black hole?" Marion asked and Indiana just looked at her and then back to the map which pinpointed its exact location.

"By the looks of this it is in a church on the outskirts of Rome...apparently the floor will part when the cup is placed on a stand which triggers a sensor which knows the exact weight of the cup...then it has to be thrown through the gap..." Indiana said and Mutt couldn't help but grin;

"Childs play then old man?" he asked and Indiana pursed his lips, refusing to snap at him for calling him an old man.

"You'd think that. Of course we now have the Rushends on our trail," he said.

"That shouldn't be difficult...we just blend in and get to the church in Rome. We have the book and the cup..." Mutt said and Indiana looked over to Marion who just looked gravely back over to Indy who removed his glasses from his eyes and stared at his son full on.

"You do know that Miss Lyons has created a situation Junior...she betrayed the Rushends" he said and Mutt nodded.

"I am well aware," he said back.

"Well...they will want revenge Mutt...on her for what she did..."

"They're not getting to her and that is final," Mutt said as he understood what his father was speaking about. "She doesn't deserve any of this."

"Mutt...sweetheart...how do you feel for her?" Marion asked her son straight out and Mutt shrugged.

"She's alone and scared. I don't want her to feel like that...she's a nice girl..." he side stepped answering his mothers question and that alone spoke volumes to her as she simply rested a hand on his arm and nodded;

"Okay honey...now what was she going on about in the car?"

"The blonde in the room. Well he was the one who killed her father...he managed to threaten her and...well...she stabbed him...killing him," Mutt managed to choke out his words and Marion's eyes popped wide open and Indiana whistled lowly.

"How is she?" Marion's concerned voice spoke.

"She's calmed down," Mutt said. "Anyway, I had best go back to her...make sure she's okay and tell her of the cup and all that stuff," Mutt waved his hand in the air as he moved to the door and left his parents for the night. When he returned into his own room he saw that Penelope was in the double bed and was laid straight in the middle as she faced the door. Mutt watched on as she slept and couldn't help but think how peaceful she looked with her soft eyes shut and her mouth slightly open as she breathed lightly. She had placed his leather jacket onto the end of the bed and Mutt took a seat next to it as he began to remove his boots from his feet and began to remove his jeans as he remained in his t-shirt and boxers before he pushed the covers to the bed back a little as he climbed into them. The bed was only small and Penelope was sprawled over most of it as Mutt sighed to himself and laid on his side to face the sleeping girl.

"Penny...babe..." he nudged her slightly in the shoulder and her eyes quickly opened up and she yawned as she looked at him.

"Sorry...I didn't mean to fall asleep...I just thought that...I would have a lie down," she yawned and placed a small hand over her mouth. Mutt smiled as she rolled onto her back, giving him more room as he reached for the light switch and the room was then bathed in darkness.

"Night Penny," Mutt said.

"Goodnight Mutt," she muttered and rolled onto her side to face away from Mutt as she closed her eyes groggily. Mutt remained awake in the darkness, listening to her light breathing, knowing he probably wouldn't be getting to sleep anytime soon after the events of the day even though he was really tired.

"Mutt?" she suddenly asked him and he rolled his head on the pillow to see the outline of the back of her head.

"Yes doll?" he whispered.

"When the Rushends find me...then...don't be brave for once, okay?" she whispered as Mutt felt something go through his chest. It was like a sharp pain to his heart.

"They won't find you Penelope," Mutt spoke back harshly.

"They'll be looking for me Mutt...and if they do...then please don't do anything," she begged him as one silent tear fell down her cheek and she could feel the mattress shift beneath her as a hand rested on her hip and before she knew it Mutt's head was resting above the side of hers as his breath tickled her ear and she shivered automatically.

"I won't let them get to you Penny," he promised her. "And if they do then don't ask me to do something which I can't...I would risk my life for you Penny...I already have done babe," he said and Penelope turned around on the bed and made out his face in the darkness and she rested a hand on his chest as he played with a strand of her blonde hair as their heads remained on the pillows.

"I've known you for less than a week Mutt...I don't know you that well," she said. "Why would you do this for me?"

"Because I have known you for longer than a week...I knew the girl who you used to be and I know the girl who you are now," he replied as his hand trailed down to her shoulder where his thumb rubbed circular patterns on her bare skin.

"You said we never spoke before? That I had changed," she whispered.

"And you have...but the girl back then wasn't all that bad when she was alone and easy to talk to," Mutt felt his breathing become heavier as her hand rested on his neck.

"You used to talk to me?"

"On the odd occasion when I went into the library sometimes...I don't know what this is Penelope...but this is something odd, okay? All I know is that I am not giving you up without a fight," he promised her.

"I want to know what it used to be like Mutt...what we spoke about when I talked to you," she said.

"No...you don't...because then you would find out what you were like and that scares me Penelope," he whispered into the darkness and he noted that the girl had managed to slither her way closer to Mutt and her head was basically tucked up into his chest as her arms were bent upwards and her hands rested on his chest.

"Why?" she muttered one solitary word.

"In case you don't need me when it comes back."

"That won't happen Mutt," she swore to him. "Trust me."

"I can Penelope...but...what would you do if I...if I..." he stammered and before he had a chance to say anything else, Penelope raised her head and her lips pressed onto Mutt's, thinking that was what he wanted to ask her. She didn't know why she became so bold all of a sudden but she couldn't help but like how his lips moved in sync with hers and he managed to push her flat onto her back as his hand held her hip down and his other stroked the side of her face softly. Penelope allowed one of her arms to go under Mutt's arm and rest on his back as the other laid gently on his stomach as he hungrily kissed her. He had never felt this way about a girl before and by the way she suddenly moaned under his kiss made him smile as their lips never parted. Finally, Mutt released her from his grip but he allowed his hand to stay on her cheek;

"What are you doing to me Penelope?" he wondered.

"Showing you how much I need you...and...want you," she said and then began kissing him all over again.

...

"So what do you want to do now sir?" Patrice the butler asked as Andrew sat in a chair in the hallway with his legs crossed and his head resting his hands as he thought about the next move which he could make. She had messed him up completely and she had even managed to kill Leon. He believed the Joneses were in his house also but he couldn't be too sure as he hadn't seen them sneaking around anywhere.

"I want to tear the whole of London apart and search for her," Andrew said through gritted teeth. "She'll pay for this. All of this...that conniving bitch."

He would take his revenge and get the cup back. He would sit at the airport and watch until she went in and asked for a plane ticket back to the USA. Revenge was a dish best served cold.

...

The birds were chirping loudly as Penelope slowly opened her eyes and felt her body stiffen suddenly, but then she relaxed, realising it was only Mutt who had his arms around her. She was nestled closely to him as he held her tightly. His light snores was the only sound in the room as Penelope happily listened to them and remained close to him until she knew she had to sit up or her body would just be ridiculously stiff. Slowly she sat up and moved from under the covers as she felt herself turn cold at the lack of heat. And Mutt. She slid to the bottom of the bed and turned around to see Mutt drape his arm over the empty space next to him as he grumbled in his sleep and Penelope had to refrain from laughing before she reached for his leather jacket. As soon as she took in its smell she began to feel woozy and sick. She never felt like that around Mutt's scent. And then she remembered. Oh yes, she remembered.

"So Dr Jones is your father?" Penelope asked Mutt as she saw him at his locker and began to talk to him. Mutt looked around and noticed that people were staring at how she had just randomly stopped walking and began to talk to him. He had a reputation to uphold in public as being a greaser. Someone who didn't care for rules and was tough, and they certainly didn't talk to preppies. Mutt continued to place books into his locker;

"Should you be speaking to me?" he murmured, avoiding eye contact with her.

"To be honest Mutt...I don't care what people think about me speaking to someone," she said. "And I asked you a question."

"Yes doll. He is my dad. Why?" Mutt said and shut his locker.

"It was just that he had your eyes...and then I saw your name was actually Jones when I took the register back and the way he spoke to you. I was curious," she said and Mutt smirked.

"Curiosity killed the cat", he warned her.

"Luckily I have nine lives," she said back to him and he couldn't help but smirk at the girls impeccable come backs and the way she handled herself. Even if she was mush around Daniel.

"Hey! Greaser!" a voice shouted and Mutt couldn't help but think 'speak of the devil.'

"Why you talking to my girl?" he asked as he stopped in front of them and Penelope began to speak;

"Daniel please. I was asking him a question about our archaeology class," she said. She technically was telling the truth.

"Whatever...ask someone else in future Penelope. You don't associate with people like him," Daniel warned her.

"What do you mean someone like me?" Mutt asked as he stepped closer to the preppy male .

"Mutt. Leave it." Penelope warned him.

"Yes Mutt," Daniel said sarcastically. "Leave it. Listen to the lady."

"I don't take orders from her," Mutt spat and he looked down at Penelope. "And I don't need you to defend me."

"Mutt...I wasn't..." Penelope shook her head.

"Yes you were. You trying to get me into trouble doll? Is that your plan? You just want your boyfriend to hit me one? You'd like that, wouldn't you? Getting a greaser like me out of this preppy school!" Mutt snapped as people in the corridor began to stop. Daniel just remained silent as he stood by Penelope and smirked to himself as she looked hurt by his words. But Mutt was annoyed. He thought he had a friend in this place. But then he remembered he couldn't be her friend. They were different and they knew it. Mutt had to look out for himself and he didn't need Penelope to look after him.

"Mutt. What are you on about?" Penelope looked at him.

"You're just like them...a normal schoolgirl preppy. Just stop talking to me Penelope. I don't need you or anyone else...you're nothing to me and never will be. Get that into your thick skill," he said and then he just walked off down the corridor. Daniel tried to put his arm around Penelope but she pushed him off her and went down the hallways as people watched her. All she had done was try to stop them for arguing. And now kindness had been chucked in her face. Well she didn't care. If he didn't want a friend in college than she would ignore him.

"Penelope?" Mutt asked as he sat up against the cushions and looked at the back of her as she held his jacket. At hearing his voice she turned around and just stared at him. Mutt looked back and in that exact moment he knew that she knew.

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