Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed! I hope this chapter satisfies you. I'm trying to make the chapters a little longer, but I like to write short ones. Anyways, ENJOY!
A/N: I went back and reposted chapters 1 and 2 so that little Mutt's age is now 3.there's no need to go back and reread either chapter, everything else is the same
She was upstairs cleaning her son's room when she heard his voice ringing through the apartment.
"Mommy, mommy mommy!" she heard him shout excitedly.
She smiled to herself as she heard him scrambling up the stairs. Sometimes it still surprised her that she had become a mother.
Her smile widened as he tumbled through the door way, a mess of arms and legs. Most mothers would be worried if their child had just fallen flat on their face, but not her. She had learned from the moment her son had started crawling that he could take a beating or two, and ever since he had learned to walk she had given up on trying to slow him down.
He jumped up and stood with his hands on his hips, breathing heavily as he pushed up the hat on his head.
Her heart almost stopped. She blinked her eyes a few times to make sure that what she was seeing was real. It couldn't be. It wasn't possible.
But it was.
She would recognize that hat anywhere. She knew it almost as well as she knew the man who wore it. Despite being a little more worn than the last time she had seen it, it looked almost exactly the same. Same brown color, same weathered look. She could almost see Indy standing there and reaching to take the hat off of her son's head.
Speaking of her son, how did he end up with that hat in the first place?
"Where did you get that hat young man?" she said, placing her hands on her hips.
Apparently her words had come out harsher than she had intended. Her son's grin faded as he bowed his head.
The hat fell down on his head and nearly covered his face entirely. She couldn't help but smile at how completely ridiculous he looked. Stepping forward she tipped the hat upward so she could look her son in the eye.
"You're not in trouble Henry," she said gently. "Mommy just wants to know where the hat came from."
He looked up at her innocently with his big hazel eyes and stated simply:
"The man at the door gave it to me."
This time she was sure her heart had stopped.
It took her a few moments to regain her composure. So many thoughts and questions were flying through her head that she couldn't see straight. Was he here? What did he want? How did he find her? She couldn't believe this was happening. Did she even want to see him?
Her son's voice interrupted her thoughts and brought her back to the current situation.
"Doctor Jones said he wanted to talk to you mommy."
Oh God, it was him.
She really didn't think her poor heart could take anymore surprises.
"Did you say…Doctor Jones honey?" she asked, stumbling over her words.
"Yup," Henry said as he wandered over to his toys that she had just finished putting away. "He said you're friends," he added distractedly as he started playing with his little motorcycles.
She didn't know what to do. Overwhelmed by what was happening, she sank down to the floor and buried her head in her hands. She should have been thinking about a million other things, but for some reason one thought was in her head:
Why did he wear that stupid hat?
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