I'm avoiding Indiana Jones.

Not because I want to.

Not because I have to.

But because I need to.

I'm so mad at him that I could just explode. I'm so so so sick of watching him fool around with any big-breasted mama that walks by. I'm sick of forgiving him for being an arrogant womanizer.

I haven't slept all week, which has probably mounted my anger. I barely talk to anyone. I just don't want to talk. I just want to ignore and avoid Jones because if I talk to him I'll either explode or implode. NOT GOOD.

I'm down in the tomb, as the other workers move around with little dusters as they uncover pieces of bone and rotted corpse. Oddly enough, that doesn't seem to bother me one bit. Hey, I'm an Archaeologist's DAUGHTER. Dead people in my life are like family. I'm pacing back and forth, not really listening to the shouts and mutters around me. I'm just concentrating on the ground.

Suddenly, Jones walks into the tomb and Oxley and Abner wave him over. His eyes meet mine for a mere millisecond, but its enough to make me bite my lip and tear my gaze to the ground. I kick at a random skull in the chalky dust and walk down to the opposite end of the tomb. I run my eyes over the walls, covered in ancient hieroglyphs. I drown out the emotions in my head by occupying myself with worthless things.

I hear someone walk up and stop right next to me. Assuming its one of the workers, I continue to observe the FASCINATING wall. But when I look at the shadow of my companion, outlined fedora and all, I know that I need to leave.

I turn, but he grabs my arm.

"What are you doing?" He asks, leaning forward and leveling me with a stare. I glare fiercely at him before wrenching my arm back and snapping, "I'm avoiding you, Dr. Jones."

"You can't just avoid me Marion." He says, and I can practically hear the grin creeping onto his face.

My temper flares up, and I find myself wanting to lose control, wanting to just throw myself at him and hurt every part of him. But, I'm a mature person, so I keep my composure.

"Watch me." I say quietly, before veering on my heel and walking straight out of the tomb.

My life is falling to pieces.

So much for avoiding HIM at all costs.

Sheesh.

Let me know of any typos and please review, as always. I've got a surprise for you next chapter, though its not what you all might think it is...