I'm sorry this is soo short, but I can't leave you with absolutely nothing
any longer. Hopefully another update will come soon. We shall see.
This chapter is for my reviewers but especially for a certain one who practically threatened me with not putting it on their favorites list if I didn't have it up in two weeks. I tried, I honestly did. I've just been realllly busy lately.
Renee, Streaking? I don't think so. . .They don't know that they're on Planet Earth, heh, they don't even know it exists! Captured by Imperials?. . .perhaps something along those lines. . . Mwhahaha!!
And, uh, Child-of-the-light, the basic plot idea was not originally mine. I got it off of theforce.net. Go there if you like good Star Wars fanfiction. They wouldn't accept mine though, because it was a crossover. Oh well. But anyway, thanks to whoever it was...I hope you read this, but I forgot to write down your name, then I couldn't find it again. If you do read this, leave me a review and e-mail me!
Everybody else - Glad you like it.
On to the story at last. . . .
Chapter Four
"Hey, hey! Yeah, you golden boy," Indy ordered as the droid walked past. "Go get, uh . . ." Indy wracked his brain for his companion's name. "What's her name again?"
"Do you mean Mistress Leia, sir?" Threepio asked.
"Yeah, her. Go get her will you?"
"Certainly, sir."
"Thanks," Indy replied gruffly.
He smiled as the lady entered the room. She sure was beautiful.
"Yes? Now what?"
"Throw me my pants would you?"
"What? Why?"
"Just do it, I've got an idea." Leia raised her eyebrows at this but tossed him the article of clothing anyway. Indy began rummaging through the pockets.
"Got it!" He exclaimed. Indy triumphantly displayed a small piece of hard plastic for all to see. It contained his picture, full name, date of birth, etc. and passed for his driver's license in the States. Leia skeptically plucked the card from his hand to get a closer look.
"Henry? I thought you said your name was Indiana."
"Nickname," Indy explained.
"This says Junior."
"Yeah," Indy coughed. "Would you believe it was a typo?"
"No."
"Didn't think so. But, hey, do you believe me now?"
The man watched as the elder Jones exited the tent. Perfect. The older man had taken his rifle, so hopefully he would be gone long enough for him to accomplish his task. He walked around to the front of the tent once the doctor was out of sight. The flap had been left open. He peered inside. His quarry was sleeping.
This chapter is for my reviewers but especially for a certain one who practically threatened me with not putting it on their favorites list if I didn't have it up in two weeks. I tried, I honestly did. I've just been realllly busy lately.
Renee, Streaking? I don't think so. . .They don't know that they're on Planet Earth, heh, they don't even know it exists! Captured by Imperials?. . .perhaps something along those lines. . . Mwhahaha!!
And, uh, Child-of-the-light, the basic plot idea was not originally mine. I got it off of theforce.net. Go there if you like good Star Wars fanfiction. They wouldn't accept mine though, because it was a crossover. Oh well. But anyway, thanks to whoever it was...I hope you read this, but I forgot to write down your name, then I couldn't find it again. If you do read this, leave me a review and e-mail me!
Everybody else - Glad you like it.
On to the story at last. . . .
Chapter Four
"Hey, hey! Yeah, you golden boy," Indy ordered as the droid walked past. "Go get, uh . . ." Indy wracked his brain for his companion's name. "What's her name again?"
"Do you mean Mistress Leia, sir?" Threepio asked.
"Yeah, her. Go get her will you?"
"Certainly, sir."
"Thanks," Indy replied gruffly.
He smiled as the lady entered the room. She sure was beautiful.
"Yes? Now what?"
"Throw me my pants would you?"
"What? Why?"
"Just do it, I've got an idea." Leia raised her eyebrows at this but tossed him the article of clothing anyway. Indy began rummaging through the pockets.
"Got it!" He exclaimed. Indy triumphantly displayed a small piece of hard plastic for all to see. It contained his picture, full name, date of birth, etc. and passed for his driver's license in the States. Leia skeptically plucked the card from his hand to get a closer look.
"Henry? I thought you said your name was Indiana."
"Nickname," Indy explained.
"This says Junior."
"Yeah," Indy coughed. "Would you believe it was a typo?"
"No."
"Didn't think so. But, hey, do you believe me now?"
The man watched as the elder Jones exited the tent. Perfect. The older man had taken his rifle, so hopefully he would be gone long enough for him to accomplish his task. He walked around to the front of the tent once the doctor was out of sight. The flap had been left open. He peered inside. His quarry was sleeping.