Indiana Jones Meets California Jones
A/N: Guess what? Well, it is time for another chapter in the story. Again thanks for the reviews. I will be doing my best to keep the chapters coming. For those of you who are major Indy/Harrison Ford fans be on the look out for some jokes along the way.
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Chapter 3: Unexpected Visitor
"I will be in my office Tuesday and Thursday but not Wednesday or Friday," Indiana Jones said as he dismissed his class. He was wearing a navy blue suit. "And don't forget, I want that paper on the excavation of the Valley of the Kings on my desk on Monday," He quickly added as the class shuffled out.
As Indy walked out of his classroom he was bombarded by a flood of people. "Doctor Jones…Doctor…Doctor Jones…" said many of Indy's students as he made his way through the crowd. "Doctor, the term papers are still on your desk for you to grade," yelled Indy's assistant.
"Ok, Thank-you," Indiana shouted over the roar of the crowd as he nudged his way to his office. He let out a long sigh as soon as he had the door closed. Indiana could still hear people calling his name from the other side of the door as he walked across the room. I wonder how Dad's doing, Indiana thought to himself as he looked through his mail. Maybe it would be a good idea to see how he is doing. After all he did have a pretty mind-boggling week a couple of weeks ago, Indiana thought as he remembered the adventure he and his dad had shared just two weeks ago. He turned his head to see that people were still calling out his name and were banging their hands against the door. He could see two faces pressed against the glass. Grading papers can wait, He thought as he grabbed his hat and climbed through the open window.
It was clear that Indy was doing something he wouldn't normally do to get out of grading term papers, even if he had had them for a couple of weeks now. This will be a pleasant surprise for Dad when he sees me, he thought with a smile on his face. He was now beginning to walk away from the building and the people that were screaming his name, and pounding on the door. I just hope he doesn't call me Jr. again. His smile quickly vanished at the thought as he walked to his car in the parking lot and drove away.
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"Where is he!" California asked herself, "He has been gone for two days! He said he would be back in an hour. I know he did, I just know it. I wonder what happened to him. I mean, what if he is hurt. What if he's…" She shuddered, "dead," She said that word as if saying the very word caused it to happen. "Or even worse…he could have been abducted by aliens!" She was horror-struck. He was the only person who ever treated her like she was twelve and not a five year old who couldn't do anything for herself, because she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself and she was proud of it. And now she may never see him again.
BANG, BANG, BANG
I wonder if that is Grandpa Henry, but why would he knock. It's his house, after all. It can't be my dad because he is in Europe right now studying some rock thing.
BANG, BANG, BANG
Who could that be? She was getting very interested in who was at the door. She could tell it was a man with a hat on because of the shadow in the window. She quietly and slowly walked into kitchen so the man would hopefully not see her moving.
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BANG, BANG, BANG
"Come on Dad, answer the door. I know you are in there. I can see you moving around," Indiana said as he knocked on his father's door. "Dad, its Indiana. Come on open the door already."
Indiana opened the door and let himself in, "Dad? Dad, where are you?" he bellowed. Indiana started to search the place to find Henry. He could hear that someone was in the kitchen moving pots and pans around. Indy walked into the kitchen, "So, what are you coo…" He cut off because a 12 year old girl wearing a Yankee's baseball cap was coming at him with a frying pan.
"AHHHH!" the girl let out a scream as she hit Indy on the head with the frying pan.
Indiana hit the floor with a thunk. He slowly got up with his hand on his head. He walked out of the kitchen no longer holding his hand to his head. Who was that? And why is she in my dad's house? He thought as he looked around the house for the girl.
"Get out of here mister, or I will have to use force," said the girl as she took another swing at Indiana's head.
He ducked, just barely missing the frying pan, "I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on here."
"What makes you think I am going to tell you anything!" asked the girl with sarcasm in her voice.
"The fact that I am the good guy right now." Indy replied.
"Are you saying that I am the bad guy!"
"Well, you are the one with the frying pan."
"Yeah, so what? You're the one that broke in."
"Break in? Me? I think you have me confused with yourself kid."
"I am staying here with my grandfather. Don't call me kid! I have a name you know."
"What should I call you then, little girl?"
"That is for me to know, and you to never find out!" She took another swing at Indy.
"What was that for?" he asked as he grabbed the pan.
"It worked the first time." She quickly ran back into the spare room and hid under the bed. She had enough time to catch her breath before Indiana walked into the room.
Indiana looked around and noticed a black apple Ipod on the bed in the spare room. He picked it up and started fiddling with it.
The girl noticed what he was doing and said, "Get your grubby hands of my Ipod."
Indiana got on all fours and looked under the bed. He reached his hand under there to get the girl when, "OUCH!" he shouted and pulled his hand back because the girl had just bit him. He looked back under there and all he could see were a pair of shoes. He stood up just in time to be hit in the head with a pillow. The girl was now throwing everything and anything she could get her hands on at him and most of them hit him. She started taking stuff from a baby blue backpack that had something written on it. Once she had thrown everything that was in it at him, she threw the bag. And a direct hit! Indy pulled the bag of his face and read CALIFORNIA JONES. He stared at it in disbelieve. He remembered the girl said that she was staying here with her grandfather. I don't have a daughter, do I? What is this girl talking about? A stuffed monkey hit him in the head caused him to remember that the girl was still freaked out and throwing stuff at him. "Stop throwing things at me and tell me your name." Indy said
"California Jones, can't you read? You're holding my bag!" she said proudly.
A/N: I know, I know, you want more and lots of it but I am afraid you will have to wait until the next chapter to see what happens. Please review! Happy Readings!