White Out

White Out

By Andie O'Neill

Summary: Indiana Jones' biggest regret is about to be erased.

A/N: Indy gets to see his son, and Marion, but how will she react? Review please! I love my feedback! :D And thanks so much to everyone who reviewed! I loved reading every last one of them! And yes, I do know I've sped up the relationship between Colin and Marion just a bit. I wanted Indy to be there when his son was born, but I also wanted the relationship between Colin and Marion, so let's just call it crazy time travel… eh? Lol Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own it… but I certainly wish I did!

Part Two

All he could think about was his son. Mutt Williams. He'd called himself Mutt Williams when Indy first saw him, was first introduced to him. His real name was Henry Jones. Mutt was his son. Seeing Colin hadn't exactly been easy, especially when he knew his friend was seeing Marion, was with Marion. Indy'd introduced the two… he'd practically put them together. How could he even try to tear them apart? He wanted to be in his son's life, but at what cost to Colin? Marion had been happy with Colin, had told Indy so more than once. She'd loved him. Now Indy had the chance to be in his son's life, but how would effect his future, Colin's future… his son's future? Mutt had obviously loved his adopted father, even to the point of resisting the very idea that Colin hadn't been his father. Now Indy was possibly erasing everything… erasing Colin from his son's and Marion's life. Could he really do that? Would Marion even want him to?

His doubt had almost completely convinced him to walk away when a memory popped into his mind… the memory of the last night he'd spent with Marion, the night they'd most likely conceived Mutt… their son. He'd held Marion in his arms, lying in bed… recovering from their passion. Unlike with other woman, his relationship with Marion had always been more than just sex… more than just pleasure. He'd had something much stronger… the moments after. He'd held onto her like a dying man held onto water. He'd kissed her forehead, her cheek, her mouth. "I love you," he'd whispered to her that night. She'd simply smiled and held him just as tight. They'd held each other that entire night, a strong connection between them that neither had fully understood… though at the time neither had known what that night would mean. They'd created life that night, created a child. At the time he'd thought it strange that his hand had rested on her stomach as they tried to sleep. His mind may have not known what was happening, but his heart always had. Having a child with someone always changed things. He'd felt a bond with her that he'd never understood until the day he'd met Mutt. He couldn't walk away from that again. He'd run from that bond because of fear, but he wouldn't do it again.

"Ah! Ahhhhhh!" Marion cried her pain growing worse.

"Doctor, her contractions are getting worse. She won't be able to take much more of this," the nurse said just as soon as Marion's Doctor arrived.

"Is she fully dilated yet?" he asked.

The nurse frowned, shaking her head.

"Try to make her as comfortable as possible, and give her something for the pain… that's all we can do."

The nurse nodded and quickly did as she was told.

Colin looked over at Indy for perhaps the hundredth time. He still couldn't understand how he'd known about Marion's pregnancy. Forcing his eyes back on the road he finally asked his question. "Strange that you know about Marion when she told me Oxley and I were the only ones who knew."

"She doesn't know I know the truth," Indy admitted.

"How is that possible?" fought Williams.

Indiana sighed. "When I found out Marion was pregnant I did the math… there was no one else it could be," he lied.

Colin could always tell when he was lying, but chose not to argue. Perhaps he wasn't lying; perhaps that was how he'd learned the truth. It certainly made sense. "You want to be the child's father," Colin finally stated, trying to keep any emotion from his voice. He wasn't sure how Marion would react to the news that Indy knew about the baby, but he was sure things would not go well.

"Of course I do. I can't just abandon my only kid!" Indy snapped, not bothering Colin in the least. Indiana Jones was an honorable man, if nothing else. He made mistakes just like any other man. Was it so hard to believe that he would want to be there for his child and help raise that child? "My father may not have exactly been the best father in the world, but at least he was there. I won't be a stranger to my own son."

"Son? So sure it's going to be a boy?" Colin questioned.

Indy smiled. "Believe me… I just know."

Colin smiled. "Marion's been hoping for a boy, though personally I would rather enjoy a girl." Suddenly his smile faded. With Indiana Jones in the picture… the chances of it even mattering that he wanted a girl were slowly disappearing. Would Marion even want him with the great Indiana Jones around? He was, after all, the father of her child. The rest of the ride to the hospital was silent, both stuck in their own heads, both dealing with worries of their own. Marcus stayed quiet in the back, afraid to intrude.

"Oxley, what are you doing here?" Indy asked in surprise as they walked into the waiting room.

Oxley turned around. He'd been pacing for hours as he waited for news about Marion. He'd always worried for her, pregnancy was a beautiful thing, but it was also dangerous. "Henry Jones?"

Colin Williams and Marcus Brody were the next to walk through the door. "It's alright Ox, he's with me," Colin assured Harold.

Although Oxley had been told since the beginning about the father of Marion's baby, he'd never expected Indy to come all the way to London to actually take responsibility for the child… especially when he had no idea the child even existed. "What is he doing here, Colin?"

"He wants to see Marion," Colin stated.

Oxley shook his head at the idea. "The Doctor says she's almost ready to deliver, but that was an hour ago. I have no idea what's going on now."

"How long have you been here?" asked Marcus.

"Only three hours," Harold answered before walking up to Indy and Brody. "Now Henry, what brings you here? You obviously know she's pregnant, but considering almost nine months ago you threw her away like an old shoe, I must say I'm surprised to see you." He knew he was being rather tough on his old friend, but he was angry… angry with how Jones had treated Marion.

"That's not fair-" Indiana fought.

Colin laughed bitterly at his words. "Not fair? You just don't get it, do you Jones? If not for Oxley and I, Marion would have had no one. Abner's gone, her only family! She's pregnant damn it! With your child! So don't even talk about fair!" he shouted.

Indy paused, looking almost shocked by Colin's outburst. Oxley was too. As he watched Williams take a seat, Harold chose to explain. "You hurt her, Henry. You can't just walk back in her life again and expect everything to fall into place."

Indiana shook his head. "I won't just abandon my kid!"

"But you're more than willing to abandon Marion, aren't you," Oxley shot back.

Indy frowned, walking toward Oxley. "I know I made a mistake, Ox, you don't have to tell me that! I never should have left her! I was a damned fool! I never wanted to hurt her!"

"But you did, Indy," said Colin. "You don't want to hurt her, but you keep doing it. You come in her life, mess everything up and just leave for others to pick up the pieces. Marion told me about what happened over ten years ago… what you did to her then. They say history repeats itself, but then again you're an Archeologist… so you already know that."

"I want to make things right, Colin. I have to make things right."

"Do you honestly think she even wants to see you, Henry? After what you did to her?" asked Oxley gently. He could tell Jones really did want to correct his mistake, but Harold also knew the problem with best intentions. He wasn't about to let Henry Jones hurt Marion for a third time.

Indy looked back at Marcus before his eyes focused on Harold Oxley. "I have to try."

Oxley sighed, nodding his understanding before he sat down nearby Colin. "Then I'm glad you've come."

"That's it! She's fully dilated! Nurse Clelland! Inform Miss Ravenwood's friends that she's about to go into labor please!" shouted the Doctor.

The nurse nodded and rushed out of the room.

"I want to see her!" said Indy, losing all his patience.

"I'm sorry; Doctor Jones, but only the Doctors and Nurses are allowed to be present. You'll have to wait in here until after she's delivered. As soon as she has I'll be sure to bring the baby out for you all to see," said the nurse calmly.

Marcus rested a hand on Indy's shoulder before he could say another word. "Thank you nurse, we'd very much appreciate that."

The nurse nodded and left the waiting room.

"I need to see her!" fought Indy as he turned to glare at Brody.

"They'll never let you back there, Henry, just calm down. You'll see you're child soon enough," Harold assured Indy.

Indiana frowned, taking a seat as he deflated. He knew he'd never be allowed to be with Marion, but he couldn't help it. He wanted to be with her, wanted to see his son be born. It didn't matter that it wasn't done, Indy wanted to see his son… and he wanted to see Marion. He could still remember their wedding, the pride on Mutt's face as he watched his parents marry. He could remember Marion's smile the moment she was called, 'Marion Jones.' He knew she'd waited a long time to hear that name. He'd waited a long time too. He remembered their first night together as husband and wife. It had felt so good to have her in his arms once more… to wake up beside her. It hadn't taken him long to get used to having a family, being a father and a husband. He wanted to see his family again. "Damn," he whispered.

The sudden cry of new life filled the room as his mother gave a content sigh before passing out in exhaustion in the delivery room bed. "She'll be alright," the doctor assured the nurse beside him. "She's exhausted. I'll arrange for her to be transferred back to her room. I'm sure the father is looking forward to seeing his new son."

The nurse smiled happily as she wrapped up the new born, hushing his cries as she walked him to the waiting room. The moment she opened the door, Doctor Jones immediately rushed toward her with wonder and excitement she wasn't sure she'd ever seen before. "Doctor Jones… your son," she told him as she handed the child to him.

"He's beautiful," whispered Indy as he sat down, rocking his new born son to sleep. "He looks just like Marion."

"Oh I'm sure he'll grow up to be just like his father," said Oxley.

"You have no idea," Indiana spoke with a knowing smile, kissing his son's forehead. He'd never exactly been an emotional man, but as he stared down at the life he and Marion had created, he couldn't help but release a few tears. "My son."

"Did Marion choose a name for the young one?" Oxley asked the nurse.

"She passed out from exhaustion not long after delivering the child," explained the nurse.

"Henry Jones the third," whispered Colin.

Indy looked up with a smile, but said nothing.

"Marion told you?" Harold Oxley asked in surprise.

Colin nodded, stroking the boy's head for a second. "She always knew it would be a boy… and she always knew what she would name him."

"I'll draw up the papers, including his birth certificate," spoke the nurse before leaving.

Indy kissed his son once more, laughing happily as little Mutt grabbed onto his finger. Indiana didn't have the heart to pull his finger away. "Hey there, Junior. I'm your father."

When Marion finally awoke, hours later, she was in a panic. Giving birth hadn't been easy, but she hadn't even seen her child yet.

"Easy! Easy! The Doctor said you'd be pretty sore for a few days," said a male voice.

Marion froze, turning her head to see none other than Doctor Indiana Jones, holding their child in his arms gently. "Indy?" she questioned her energy too low to yell.

Indiana smiled lovingly back. "Want to meet your son?"

"Son?"

"Henry Jones the Third. He looks just like you," Indy said as he gently placed the baby in his mother's arms.

Suddenly it didn't matter that Indy was somehow beside her. The moment she saw her son, all her worries and fears disappeared. "He's beautiful."

"I know."

Marion frowned, sitting up a bit more. "What are you doing here, Jones?" she asked, not sure if she was dreaming or not. She was seriously missing an important piece of the puzzle.

"I'm so sorry, Marion. I didn't know what I was leaving behind. I want to be his father… more than anything in the world! I just want to be his father."

"You shouldn't be here," she told him coldly, her anger beginning to blaze at his words.

"Marion-"

"No, you don't get to just say you're 'sorry,' and move on! You hurt me, Indy!"

"I know, I know!" he spoke.

"You DON'T know! That's the problem!" she shouted and suddenly the baby in her arms was crying. She immediately looked back down at her son and rocked him soothingly. She was exhausted and sore, and Indy's presence wasn't helping. "How did you find out?" she asked quietly once her son stopped crying.

Indiana just shrugged, his boyish features showing through more than ever. "It's a long story."

Marion nodded, staring down at her baby, kissing his little forehead. "Colin told you his name?"

"He said you knew it'd be a boy… knew the name too."

Marion shook her head. "The son of the great Indiana Jones? Only one name I could give him… even if I've spent the last nine months hating the man it came from."

Indy frowned, staring at his son. "You don't hate me, Marion."

"No," she admitted. "I don't."

"But you want to," he finished sadly.

Marion looked away, trying to force her tears away. Their relationship had never been easy. It had been filled with fights and frustration. Their last fight had ended the relationship. She didn't deny or agree to his words, which scared Indy the most.

To Be Continued…

A/N: In the movie Marion for the most part seemed to have moved past her issues with Indy, as the fighting between them seemed a little less harsh, but seeing as she's just had the kid I thought I'd make her sound a little more bitter. Did I mention my love for angst? :D