Indiana and Davy went over to Glenda to check her. She was passed out on the floor. Davy tried to shake her, he knew she was alive. He turned to Indy. "Get our swords and guns," Davy commanded. Indy nodded as he raced upstairs.

Davy caught his effects as his son tossed them to him. "I think I know where he is taking her," Indiana said angry at what had happened, just as much as his grandfather.

"How do you know?" Davy said raising an eyebrow.

"Because I meet him along the Broken Trail a week ago, if I knew what he was planning I would have told you and mother, it is my fault…

"No it's not your fault, now prove yourself a man and make your mother proud," Davy said as they both took into the night. Indiana in the lead.

Beckett dragged Olivia by her hair as he made his way up the mountainside trail to the shack. Shadowed by the night. She cringed as she felt as her scalp was ripping from her head.

"Move!" he said tugging. She tried to pry his finger off as she stumbled along. To her relief, he let go of her hair as he pulled her strongly by her upper arm.

"Oww," she let out as he gripped her to tightly.

Beckett smirked as he held onto her tighter. He turned as he they had finally at the shack that held a single candles glow from inside.

He opened the creaky door as he threw her in, shutting and locking the door behind him.

Davy followed Indiana up the mountain, both of them pumping with adrenaline as they ran. Determined to get to Beckett before it was too late.

Beckett was at her throat, kissing her neck all over with more domination than passion. He pinned her to the wall with his body as he held her wrists as she tried to struggle. He moved to her lips as she cringed at the feel of them. He brought his hand to her jaw as he gripped it, making her open her mouth. She felt her blood boil as his tongue grazed her mouth. Feeling humiliated she bit down. He pulled away as she bit into the flesh, letting a little blood trickle in his mouth.

He glared at her as she glared back. She feel to her knees as his hand made contact with her face. She clutched it as pain tore through it.

Beckett pulled her up by her hair again as he pinned her against the wall again. This time wasting no time into raising her skirts. She wiggled like a fish caught in a net as he reached down her shirt and corset for her breast. She managed a kick to the groin as he backed off. She made a dash for the door this time, only to be hit by the butt of his pistol and falling to the floor. She fought against her throbbing head as it made her go in and out of blackness.

Beckett wiped the blood from his lip as he grabbed her by her ankle and dragged her over to the small bed. He flopped her down on it as he started to remove his clothing. He smiled down at her unconscious state as he was about to on-button his vest when he felt a cold tip of the sword pressed by his neck.

"Step away from my daughter," Davy said as he threatened him. Beckett did as he was told as Davy now moved the sword to his heart as he glared at him.

"If you touched my mother I'll kill you," Indiana threatened darkly as he placed his own gun to Beckett's head.

Beckett managed a smile. "I already have," Beckett sneered.

Davy drove the sword into Beckett's chest a bit, enough to nick the surface.

Beckett face broadened into a smile as he stepped into Davy's sword impaling himself. He groaned a bit as he stepped closer to Davy.

"As you can see, you can't kill me," Beckett said smiling at Davy and Indiana's stunned faces. Beckett raised the pistol to Davy's face. He was about to fire when Olivia knocked his hand upward, missing Davy by inches. Beckett stepped put of the sword as he fixed his shirt collar smugly. Davy, Indiana and Olivia waiting for his move. He didn't do anything. Olivia reached out and took the pistol from his hands as she trained it on him.

"Why can't you die?" she demanded.

"You don't remember?" he asked amused. "Why, darling you gave me the very trinket that gave me the power."

Olivia narrowed her eyes at him, still unsure of what he meant.

Beckett frowned as he reached in his shirt and raised the heart shaped crab locket that was once hers. The very same one that was given to her by Tia Dalma, the one that made her immortal. The one Beckett ripped off the day she met him.

"You see, you saved me. Wither you wanted to or not," Beckett sneered, enjoyable her reaction.

Beckett hung it in the front of his shirt.

"It would seem, that you were worth more than just a good screw," Beckett said coldly.

Olivia hit him with the pistol at his remark. As her chest rose up and down with anger.

Beckett wiped his bloody lip, as he waited for her next move.

She stepped towards him as she yanked the locket of his neck.

"So I can always have something to remember you by," she snarled, returning his words.

Olivia held out her hand as Davy happily handed her the sword.

Beckett prepared himself as he spoke. "Do it," he said, somewhat fearful.

She drove the sword into his heart as he groaned from the pain. She drove it in deeper as she stepped closer to him.

"Do you fear death?" she asked viciously into his ear. He went limp as he fell to the floor.

Finally at ease, that the snake was finally dead as she gripped the locket in her hand.