Eeekkkkk, I am very very sorry that its taken me so long to finish this chapter. I been getting sick like, every week and everything else is just,uhh. But, its done now. So please enjoy the chapter and review it! Ill get to the next one asap.

"We will take you to him." Had said the guard. For some reason, it seemed like they were stalling. Possibly to just drive her crazy. Or, maybe not? Perhaps just to wait for everything to calm down. There was so much ruccus in the tent were they had put Mutt, as Indy fought to try to save him, demanding things. Perhaps they wanted to wait for everything to dull down. Trying to get through all that, would be a difficult task. And knowing a mother, she'd probably make everything worse, by smothering him and being in the way. So, she could see him when it was over. And, if he didn't make it..well, that'd just be her problem.

"We will take you in a moment." Said the guard, after a minute of her just sending him 'Let's go vibes'.

"What are we waiting for?'' She just had to ask. The guard only sighed a tired sigh, and shook his head.
"The problem is that you're not being patient. I take you when I take you. Now, you wait.''

Marion sighed, but nodded. "Alright, alright.."

Back in the other tent, which was now full by more and more people by the minute, Mutt lay motionless. He was still pretty knocked out, and didn't look like he was going to wake up soon. Something that worried Indy deeply. He had been trying his best to save him. Some people even tried to wake the boy up, as they waited for the others to bring whatever medical and first aid kits they had.

Thankfully, in one of the boxes, they had found something they could use and needed. Quickly, Indy got it (And himself) ready for his son. It took him a few moments, but he finally got it set, and took a second to breath in deeply, more likely to calm himself. It wasn't easy, but in a seconds time, he had taken his son's arm,(Which he btw didn't know was his son) and shoved the needle into it, hardly being able to look.

Not that he was ever queezy when it came to needles, really. But, having him be there, doing that to this lifeless kid, was a bit difficult.

Everyone else somehow went silent when this happened, stopping their constant chatter. Everyone, including Irina Spalko, just watched. A minute passed. He hadn't woken up, but Indy wasn't ready to give up his hope just yet. He wasn't going to let this boy die. Not today. He needed to get him back to Marion. He just had to.

By that time, the guard had agreed to let Marion have a quick 'visit'. Still grasping her arm tightly, he led her over, where the others had scattered around a bit. Spalko had returned to her tent with a simple snicker. Seeing the people evacuate the tent, Marion quietly asked. "What's happened?''

"Be quiet. " He simply said, as he pushed her forward, letting her go. She stumbled but caught herself, making her way to the scene that she finally saw. Her baby boy laying there, looking awfully pale, and his father. With a simple millisecond, her jaw dropped and she let out a small, not heard, gasp. She made it forward as fast as she could, now calling out his name.

"Henry!" Of course, she was calling her son's name, but Indy didn't know that. He didn't even know the kid's real name. Thinking it was him, he turned and saw her, and quickly stood up.

"Marion!" She brushed past him, bending down to the cot where her son lay. She looked at him, and on cue, her eyes began to water.
"What the hell happened to him!" Before Indy could come back to her and explain, she was speaking again. "My baby..what happened?!"

"He got stung by a scorpion." Indy said, blankly. He wasn't sure what he was feeling right now. " He had an allergic reaction. We tried to help him, Marion."

Marion held her boy like she had never held him before. What was Indy implying? They tried to help him. But, did they do it right? Did they save her son? She needed to know everything. She wanted to ask, but couldn't. Something was stuck in the back of her throat. It wouldn't let her speak.

Indy's face was terrifying. She had never seen that look before. It was a sign of tiredness and defeat, and a mixture of other emotions. No, this wasn't it right? They could still see? She hadn't known how long ago they tried to make him come back. She didn't know anything. She was still hoping.

Indy had hoped too. He was still hoping in his mind, but he knew he shouldn't bring his hopes up too much. He had given the kid what he needed. It could have been enough. But, still. The boy showed no sign of getting better. He layed there, the same as before. Maybe, Indy thought, they had been too late.

"Marion..." Indy said.

She shot him a look.

"I'm so sorry...''

DUN DUN DUN!! :D Uhmm, cliffie? This chapter was like..short, I know. But you deserved an update so I rushed a bit. I hope you enjoyed it thou. Please, pleassseee review it. Alright.

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