Chapter 7

Alex sat in between the two well-built men seething. She was furious. Furious she could have been so stupid, so trusting. Then again, Luke was very convincing. Plus, her mother had saved him as a child, plus, he was raised by her family's oldest and dearest friend. But, still, Alex liked to think she was smarter then that and she should have sensed something with Luke.

The drive did not take too long, and soon they were at the gates of a large manor, which Alex assumed was the Kilburne estate. They came to a stop and Sam put the car in park and got out to go and speak to a guard.

Luke took that chance to speak quickly, "Alex, its not what you think, you have to trust me on this!"

"Trust you? How in the Hell can I trust you?" Was the incredulous response, " You betrayed us! Next thing you'll be asking me to do is to trust Adolf and Heinrich here."

Alex almost fainted when the man on her right said in a distinct southern accent, "So which one am I?"

She looked at him astonished and then turned her head when the man on her left said, "I'm cool so long as I'm not Adolf, I would look like an idiot with that type of mustache." Looking at Alex he added, "I'm Lt. James Whitfield".

"And I'm Lt. Charlie Groover." The man with the southern accent said, "Luke, James, and me are Army Special Forces, and we are going to ask you to trust us."

There was no time to say anything more, because Sam was on his way back to the car. Once he got in, he turned around and leered at Alex and said to Charlie and James, "Well boys, you get to meet our boss now. He will reward you well for coming over to the winning side."

Alex was very impressed with the flawless German accent Charlie was able to do, "Look forward to it, and how you say, big bucks."

Indiana was awoken by a loud knock on his door. He jumped up in bed and hurried to the door while putting on his robe. He opened the door and found no one. What he did find was a sealed envelope. He tore it open and felt sick as he read it.

Dear Dr. Jones,

By know you should know I like my plans to be foolproof. To assure that, I have taken out an extra insurance policy. Be at Kilburne Manor tomorrow morning at 10:00 a.m. Your son and daughter will be anxious to see you, and they both just may have some questions for you.

Williamson

Fearing the worst, Indy raced to Alex's room. He opened the door and saw the signs of a struggle. If he could hit himself, he would have. First his son, and now his daughter had both been kidnapped and he had been helpless to do anything about it. He ran his hands through his hair nervously. He was so distraught over the current events he did not notice someone at the doorway.

"Dr. Jones?" Asked the man, who appeared to be in his early thirties and dressed in a United States Army uniform.

Suspicious, Indy asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Colonel Robert Greenway, Army Special Forces." Was the reply, "Lt. Brody is one of my men. He will do everything to keep your children safe."

"Keep them safe? How can he when he is a kid himself?"

Colonel Greenway just laughed, "Come now Dr. Jones, your yourself were about the same age, if not younger when you were part of the Belgian Army. You also were of great assistance during World War 2."

Indiana turned around and heatedly said, "I am not that man anymore. I am a father and a teacher."

"Yes, you are, Dr. Jones," Greenway agreed, "But you are also something more, you're a war hero. We need the diary Dr. Jones."

Indiana Jones was now irritated, "You know what, you want the book, go get it. Just get my kids back, and we will go home to New York, nice and quiet like." His heart ached as he turned away as he added, "It is not my cause anymore."

Colonel Greenway knew it was not going to be easy to convince him, so he decided to take a more personal approach, "Indy, I've read your records, both military and civilian. You are a patriot and your loyalty to your country is without fault."

"My loyalty now is to my family." Indiana said, "I will not risk them." Not again, he said to himself.

"Dr. Jones, they are already at risk. Even if you take them home, they are not safe." Greenway waited for his words to sink in before he said, "No one is. That is why we need you. You want your children to have a future? Then aid us. The United States and Great Britain are once again asking for your assistance Dr. Jones. Surely you have at least one more adventure in you."

For being a prisoner, Alex was treated well. Her hands were untied and she was led to a very comfortable bedroom stocked with clothing that were just her size. She felt somewhat safe from Sam Collins since James and Charlie, or she should say Lt. Wulff and Lt. von Stein, were given guard duty outside her door. Investigation of the room showed that an escape attempt would be futile. She would have to trust her three protectors, and maybe she would get some answers as well. She stared at Monet painting for a long time and remembered seeing her mother's sketch of the same painting in her father's journal. A yawn escaped her and she pulled on a nightgown and climbed into the bed. As tired as she was sleep did not come easy and she was already awake and dressed the next morning when a maid knocked on her door and entered with a tray of tea and scones.

Doubtful, Alex looked at the tray, and this time was not surprised at all when the maid whispered in an English accent, "Don't worry, it has not been drugged." She then quickly left the room.

About 45 minutes later Sam Collins came in a roughly grabbed her arm, "Come on, Sweetheart, time to see the boss." Apprehension started to overcome her, but then she saw Luke, and felt her panic subside.

It was obvious that Sam was afraid of Luke, because he lessoned his grip on her arm as they walked down a massive hallway and descended the grand stairway. A few doorways away from the steps was a large study.

They entered and Alex saw her brother, "Zach!" She pulled herself out of Sam's grip and ran to her brother. They hugged tightly, but did not have a chance to say anything more, because there were pried away from one another by four strong men, who Alex just knew were not the "good guys."

Alex turned her attention to the man seated behind a large desk, "Ah, Ms. Jones, it's a pleasure to meet you finally. Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Edward Williamson, your host."

"Our host," Alex spat out, struggling against the hold of the man who held her, "You mean our captor."

This amused Williamson, "Fiery. Just like your mother."

Zach was able to take a step forward before he was grabbed by one of the goons, "What do you know of our mother."

"Son, I know more about your mother then you forgot," He then grinned, "Then again, how can you forget someone you never knew."

Luke braced himself, he knew what Williamson was doing and if he succeeded, it could put the mission in jeopardy. He glanced at the door wishing Charlie and James would get there, because right now, the odds were not to his liking.

"You Bastard!" Zach yelled fighting to release himself from the two men holding him.

"Your mother was known by many," He then laughed and added in a perverted way, "Some knew her better then others."

Alex wished she was free so she could punch the man square in the jaw, "Shut up! You know nothing about our mother, and when our father gets here, you will be sorry."

"Will I?" He asked, mockingly. "Boys, remind me to be scared." His men laughed. Williamson moved toward her and took her chin roughly in his hand. "Well little girl, let me set something straight. Your mother died because of your father, leaving your father very wealthy. You don't honestly think he can afford a house in an upscale neighborhood, fine schools for his equally fine children, oh and lets not forget your hot rods, on his Dean's salary at Marshall College?"

Alex turned her face away, "You don't know what your talking about." But her words were not quite as bold as they were. "Our father is a great man, he had his own money before he met our mother. He is Indiana Jones, famous archaeologist."

"Your father is a grave robber and a womanizer!" Williamson screamed in her face. "But you have had a nice, comfortable life because of it. What do you know of your mother's death?" He gloated when both Alex and Zach remained quiet. "You don't know? You don't know your mother was a spy? A damned good one too!"

Christ, Alex, don't listen to him. For God's sake, don't believe him. Luke desperately thought.

Williamson continued his rant, "Then again, women are usually the best spies, since they can use their…well, lets just say your mother was very friendly with several very high ranking Nazis. I would say your dear old daddy was the jealous type and sold her out."

Alex looked like someone had just punched her in the stomach, a voice inside her head was screaming, Your life is a lie! But Zach heard enough, he broke away from his captors and moved with purpose toward Williamson, "Okay, old man, you are going to regret everything you just said about my parents."

He did not make it all the way. One of the men punched him in his stomach. He doubled over and sank to his knees. 2 Semi automatic rifles were then pointed to his head.

Williamson just loved it when a plan came together, "Now, my Dear. You are going to pick up where your mother left off."

Confused, Alex asked, "What?"

"Don't act stupid, Ms. Jones," barked Williamson, "I will give your father some credit, he did not think a good education was wasted on girls." Alex's eyes grew wide as she saw a file that contained at least the last ten years of her life. "Ballet, archery, equestrian. Such a well bred young lady." He flipped through a few more pages and laughed, "Does your father know you've taken archaeology? Or more interesting, does he know you are one of the most brilliant minds in the world when it comes to mathematics? Yes, you are your mother's daughter, and you are going to break the code your mother did not have time to."

"Screw you!" Alex said boldly.

"Okay, we can do this the hard way," He gestured to the two men holding Zach at gunpoint, "I will count to ten. If you don't comply, your brother's skull is going to ruin an antique Persian rug."

Luke was busy trying to come up with a plan, he had to think fast, knowing that attempting to get all three of them out of there was impossible and suicide.

"10"

"Oh my God!" Cried Alex.

"9"

"NO! PLEASE NO!" She begged.

"8"

Tears were running down her face when she agreed. "I'll do it. Just don't hurt my brother."

"Of course." The guns were lowered and Zach was pulled to his feet. "You will see I can be reasonable." He turned to the door and smiled widely, "Ah, Dr. Jones. You arrived."

Indy was flanked by Charlie and James, still in German attire. Indy took a moment to assess the situation. He looked at his son, who returned to glance with a kick their asses look. He then glanced at his daughter who it seemed refused to look at him. He saw the sorrow in her eyes but when he tried to move towards her, he was stopped and guns were pointed at him.

Williamson went back to his desk and sat down holding up Indy's diary. "Well, Dr. Jones, I have found you a code breaker. She may not be as good as Elizabeth, but she will do in a pinch. Alex, do you want to tell Daddy about your change in college plans?"

Alex said nothing, she just glared at him.

"Okay, you don't want to tell him." He tossed the file at Indy, who glanced at it. His eyes grew wide and he kicked into "father" mode and with his strictest voice he said, "You changed everything. Your major, your minor. You lied to me."

Enraged his daughter blurted out, "I lied to you?" She gestured to her brother, "All you ever did was lie to us. Our whole lives have been nothing but one huge lie!"

Now it was Indy's turn to be confused, "What are you talking about?"

"Our mother!" Alex yelled, "You betrayed her. Betrayed her because she was a Nazi whore!"

Indy's reflexes were faster then his mind. His hand shot out and slapped Alex across the cheek, while it was not very hard, it was the first time Alex had been slapped by her father…ever.

Alex swallowed hard, and turned to Williamson, "I will break the code." Turning back to her father, she spitefully said, "You see, I made a deal to save Zach's life. Too bad you did not think to do the same for our mother."