Sorry it took so long to update. Hope you guys don't mind this chapter. There is ALOT of back story.

Chapter 4

Indiana knew he had no chance of talking his daughter out of going with him. He knew that she was just like her mother, strong willed and stubborn. She would have found a way to go with or without his blessing. He thought if she was with him, at least he would be able to protect her. Besides, there was no war now in Europe. It would not end like the last time. He would see to it.

Indy spent the evening reacquainting himself with his journal. He was in a reminiscent mood. He never knew that that his research would end in tragedy. Or that years later he would still have an empty spot in his heart for what he had lost. There was one man who could possibly understand. Marcus Brody.

Early in 1939, Elizabeth had been instrumental in "Kindertransport". Jewish children were sent from their homes without their parents to the safety of England and the United States. Once the youngsters arrived, they would be taken in by foster families. While there was evidence of mistreatment of some in these homes, most were treated well. One of these being Luke Brody.

Luke Brody had actually been Lukas Kilburne. His mother, Johanna Anderssen came from Norway and had become friends with Elizabeth Jones while they were students. Johanna did a semester in England and the two became inseparable. While on a ski weekend in Switzerland, Johanna was swept off her feet by Josef Kilburne. Indy knew that while Josef's family did not support the Nazi party, he did. He joined with the intention to become a high ranking officer. Johanna attempted to talk him out of it, but her husband now loved power. During a routine back round check it came up that Johanna's great-great grandmother, a woman she had never met, was a Jew.

Josef turned on her instantly and she and her child were in mortal danger. She managed to contact Elizabeth and begged her to help get her small son out of Germany. Not all the details were clear, but Lukas made it out of one of the last trains that brought children out of persecution and into freedom. Then Elizabeth would attempt to arrange for Johanna to join him in England.

It was a cold, snowy day in February when the train arrived. Elizabeth met her friend's child for the first time. He was a handsome little boy of three years old. Because Elizabeth was expecting herself and was still busy breaking codes, she had found a foster family, but at the last moment, they backed out. Lukas had nowhere to go. Indy and Elizabeth took him home with them and that evening Marcus Brody came over to meet the tyke. That night Lukas's life changed forever, Marcus became his foster father and later, when it was obvious his mother was never returning, his adopted father.

Indiana picked up his phone and called his old friend. The older man was thrilled to hear from Indy, but intrigued and apprehensive about the series of events that had occurred that day. He knew that Indy never wanted to see that book again and if given the choice would on no account go after the Lost Continent and the talisman. But the tables had turned and he did not have a choice.

"Marcus, I need information about this Williamson. He was a major in the Royal Air Force during the war."

"I still have friends in the Department of Defense. I should be able to find out something." Marcus said.

It was a restless night. No one in the house really slept. There was to much on everyone's minds. It was almost a welcome for morning to come. At 6:30 am the telephone rang. Indy picked it up on the first ring, "Dr. Jones."

"Ah, Dr. Jones, are you ready for your assignment?" Was the smug question from the other end.

"First, I want to know my son is safe and well," was the reply.

Williamson sounded bored, "Dr. Jones, I have told you once. Your son will be safe so long as you do what we want. There is a private airport about 10 miles from your home. Air Haven. Do you know it?"

"Yes."

"Be there at 8:00 am. There will be a private jet waiting for you. Bring with you who you wish, but no authorities. Understood?"

"I understand," Indy was about to say more, but the Williamson hung up. He sat there for a moment, absorbing what he had been told. He looked up and saw both Alexandra and Margaret at the doorway of the study looking at him anxiously.

"Well?" His daughter asked.

"I know nothing more now then I did yesterday. We have to be at Air Haven at 8:00," Her father said, "Go get your things together. I have to call Marcus."

Indy sat at his desk again and dialed the phone, it rang once and he heard Marcus on the other end, "Hello."

"Marcus, he just called. What have you found out?"

"Nothing, yet. The records seem to be sealed." Marcus began, "Whatever this Williamson did during the war was top secret. I have someone working on it though" Marcus hesitated a moment and added, "Indy, I'm getting entirely to old for this sort of thing, but Luke is on leave from the Army. He can accompany you if you like.

Indy was contemplative for a instant, he had not seen the young man that Marcus had taken in during the war for about five years. Luke came to the United States with Marcus in 1943. In 1946, Johanna's fate was discovered. She was murdered in one of the camps. Luke had cried himself to sleep every night for months. Luke immediately became "American". He was ashamed of his German roots and he hated his father, who was still alive. Josef Kilburne had been convicted at Neremberg for War Crimes and was given a sentence of 10 years. Luke swore to spit in his face if he ever contacted him and his last name was dropped as soon as the adoption was final. He would forever be Luke Brody.

Luke went on to excel in all that he did. Not many people ever knew the true story of his past, and he would not speak of it to those who did. He still had a picture of his mother by his bed, but that was the only link to his past he kept. He played football all through Prep School and was accepted to Yale, Princeton, Harvard, and Dartmouth, but decided to join the United States Army. At 22 he had already achieved the rank of 1st Lieutenant.

"If he wants to come," Indy began, " it would be great to have him on our side".