Indy woke up to surprisingly a peaceful morning. He dressed himself and went to the room across the hall to wake up the mysterious girl he'd found in the tomb and who claimed she was from 70 years in the future. It was an out concept for Indy to wrap his head around but how could he prove her wrong? After knocking on the door and waiting for about a minute Indy pushed the door open and found the room completely devoid of human life. "The desert heat must have gotten to my head. It must have made me look insane to be talking to an imaginary girl. It was an awfully vivid mirage but it does explain how she knew so much." Indy said trying to explain to what had happened the previous day as he went down the stairs to the lobby.

As Indy was checking out of the hotel the man at the desk took back his room key asking, "Where's the other one?" Indy came back up from his attempt to pick up his baggage and leave. "Other one?" "Yes, the other room key. You bought 2 small rooms for one night for you and that German girl you brought with you." "She's not G…Well she is but…Where did she go?" Indy said giving up on explaining the details. "She woke up and came down about an hour ago. At least I think it was her. She said that I was to tell her traveling companion that her room key was in her bedside table and that she went to the market to do some trading with the merchants." Indy sighed in frustration. "That girl…I'll get the key." So he walked upstairs, got the key and returned it to the man at the desk before leaving for the market.

It was crowded that day in the market and Indy, not knowing the Serina's appearance very well had a hard time locating her. In the flurry of livestock, fabric, and delicious essences Indy didn't realize that a stealthy character was closing in on him. Upon receiving a tap on the shoulder Indy's instincts kicked in and he placed a hand on his gun and turned about violently. "Geez, calm down, Indy. It's only me." Serina stated with a laugh as she took pride in scaring him. "Why did you just disappear without telling me?" "Geez, you sound like my parents. 'Serina, where have you been?' 'You were there and then you were gone.' 'Did they hurt you?' 'The body guards will keep you safe.'" Serina said, mocking her parents behind their back. Indy raised an eyebrow curiously at her behavior then instead at her changed appearance. "What are you wearing and what did you do to your hair?"

Serina had cut her hair into a pixie cut and she was clothed in a black tube top that covered her midriff, some loose fitting cargo pants and a brown leather jack; she hadn't gotten rid of her boots. "Are you trying to look like a boy?" Indy said dryly. "No, Indy, I'm not. It's just that these were the only clothes I could find that I could trade my old pants and coat for. They weren't suitable since they made me look like I was working for the Germans. As for my hair, I know the pixie cut is a little ahead of its time and makes me look a bit boyish but I wasn't about to go around with a huge chunk of my hair chopped off. I had to even it out since that sickle left my hair looking like someone took a sample cut of it. Even then this looks doesn't seem finished. It needs something like this." Upon saying this Serina snatched Indy's hat off his head and ran to one of the merchant's stands that had a mirror in place. "That really completely the look doesn't it? I could be the female version of young Indiana Jones." Serina said adjusting the hat properly on her head. "Look now's not the time to be modeling, kid."

Just then in the corner of Indy's eye, he saw a group of Nazi uniforms coming towards them. He ducked behind a pile of merchandise 3 market tents away forgetting for a moment that he had a new traveling companion to look out for. "Serina, get over here." Indy ordered her franticly under his breath. Serina turned towards him with a questioning look; she had completely forgotten where she was, who she was accompanying and the danger that followed him. She was reminded of this danger when she heard the Nazi soldiers, "That girl there!" She saw them running towards her and aggressively pushing through the crowd. On instinct, Serina ran in the direction with the nearest exit; this unfortunately was not in Indy's direction. Serina ran into the next row of merchant's tents and the German soldiers were directly behind her. Indy did his best to follow but little could be seen through the crowded market place. Indy reached the edge of the market place and so did the German soldiers with Serina in hand. The young girl was gagged and tied as they through her into the back of their getaway car that was designed with a swastika. Before Indy could stop them from taking off the car was already far beyond the range for his shot gun to shoot out one of the tires and within seconds Serina and the Nazis were gone.

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Why did the Nazis need Serina? She didn't have anything to do with them; heck she had only been in this world for one day. Of course Indy and the Nazis didn't know that. The Nazis had reason to that Serina was more than just some clueless girl. Serina was taken to a Nazi base 20 miles outside of Cairo. The sun was beating down on her more than she had ever know it could; she was regretting picking a leather jacket and thankful that she had cut her hair short to relieve her neck of unwanted perspiration. Serina was not used to the rough treatment of being pushed around by the soldiers but it was very reminiscent of the incident with the chimera men that had kidnapped her only 9 days ago.

They came to a very cliché interrogation room with a wooden desk and chair accompanied by a lamp. Despite the room being in total darkness it was still sweltering hot. Serina was forced down into the wooden seat by the single German soldier who entered the room with her who then stood on the other side of the desk. Serina knew she shouldn't question her interrogator but she couldn't resist. "What have I done in the sort time I've been in Egypt to get dragged here Admiral Stone face." The soldier then struck her across the face with a backhanded slap. Normally Serina would have looked shocked and outraged but seeing as she had no reason to she simply massaged her cheek and said, "Okay I had that coming." The soldier held up the lock of hair that had been cut from Serina's hair in the tomb. "Don't know who you are but this is unmistakable evidence. Tell us where the idol is." The soldier said sternly. "I don't have it. Sorry buddy." Serina answered casually. "Then where is it!? Who has it!?" "You think I'm going to tell you?" Serina said with a small chuckle. Big mistake on her part.

The Nazi reached across the desk and grabbed the hair hanging down near Serina's neck and pulled her towards him, making her lean over the desk. There was a moment of silence and as Serina glared at the man who held her by her now shortened hair. His eyes fell upon the hat placed atop her head. "I've heard rumors about an archeologist who has given us trouble in the past. He wore a hat much like yours. Of course all we have are rumors because all of our men who got involved with this archeologist ended up dead. From what we heard it was a man, but perhaps it was simply a very boyish looking female. Rumors are often wrong. I wonder what other rumors are incorrect. They said the man was at least 28 but you look barely 19 years old." "I've always been told I look younger than they assume." Serina said simply going along with all of his assumptions to spare them both the trouble. Upon this sign of accepting his assumptions as true, the soldier released Serina and allowed her to sit down. She rubbed her neck to ease the pain and the soldier continued, "Well, I'll just have to tell the general that Indiana Jones has returned to be a thorn in our side once again."