Re: Indiana Jones and Christ's Spear chapters 5-9

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Posted by Tessa from spider-ta016.proxy.aol.com on August 04, 1999 at 17:02:16:

In Reply to: Indiana Jones and Christ's Spear chapters 1-4 posted by Tessa on August 04, 1999 at 17:01:23:

Chapter 5
Two weeks later, Indy was teaching his class about the King Tutís tomb, pointing out excavations done by Howard Carter. Wearing his professional attire and wired rimmed glasses, Indy pointed out a spot on the blackboard,
ėThis is where Carter discovered ---ė
The bell rang as Indy stopped and said, ėWeíll go over this next time. Read Michaelson chapter 10 and 11.î
His students walked out of the class, the girls looking at him with interest. Indy shook his head as he gathered his books. Even though he had gotten married, his female students were attracted to him. He headed to his office and greeted the student assistant,
ėAfternoon, Annie.î
ėProfessor Jones, you have a student waiting in your office,î the redhead said.
ėA student? But I thought I had no appointments.î
ėShe said you would be willing to see her.î
Indy shook his head, wishing Irene was back from her vacation, as he opened the door. He peered in and saw the student sitting in his chair facing the window. He coughed and said,
ėCan I help you?î in an exasperated tone.
The chair swiveled around and Indy couldnít help smiling at the person he saw there. Kate put her elbows on his desk and said,
ėYou certainly can, professor. I need some tutoring and I was wondering if you can help me.î
Indy started laughing as he closed the door. He put his books on the desk and said,
ėWhat are you doing here?î
ėThought I would surprise you.î
ėYou canít fool me, Kate. I know how much you hate staying at home.î
ėI wanted to stay home. But your father insisted on spending time with his grandchildren. He and Maddie are watching them.î
ėDad?î surprised a bit.
ėIndy, you underestimate your father. He loves being with the kids. Iím sure my parents would have too.î
Indy shook his head, ėMy father and our maid. Thatís unusual.î
Kate couldnít help laughing; ėHeís human too.î
ėDonít remind me,î thinking back to when they had shared a woman. He shuddered and said, ėWhat were you up to?î
ėNothing much. Went to both offices, showed off pictures of the kids, and check on a few things at the museum.î
ėBeen busy, havenít we?î
ėHave to catch up someday,î smiling a bit.
Indy smiled at his wife, who got up from his chair and said, ėBut if youíre busyÖî
Indy sat in the chair next to the desk and pulled her into his lap, ėNever too busy for you.î
Kate took off his glasses, sat them on the desk, and she put her arms around his neck, ėDo you how much I love you, Dr. Jones?î
ėI think I need a reminder,î smiling a bit as he pulled her for a kiss.
They were passionately kissing each other as they heard a knock on the door. Kate raised her head, and said, ėSomeone is at the door.î
ėIgnore it,î he said in between kisses.
The knocking became persistent as Indy groaned and took Kate off his lap. He straightened his clothes and went to the door,
ėAnnie, Iím in with ---ė as he saw a man standing there, ėCan I help you?î
ėDr. Jones? Indiana Jones?î
ėYes?î
ėMy name is Jonathan Gottard. May I speak with you?î
ėAre you one of my students?î
ėNo,î looking at him hard, ėAnthony Brody referred me to you,î mentioning the museumís curator.
ėWhat about?î
The man handed Indy a scroll and said, ėIt has to do with the Spear that pierced Christ during the Cruxification.î
Chapter 6
Indy stared at the man, and asked, ėWhat do you want to know?î
ėDo you recall the story of the spear, Dr. Jones?î
ėIt pierced the side of Christ,î Kate answered from Indyís desk, ėThe Spear of Destiny, if I remember right.î
Jonathan looked at her coldly and said, ėI asked Dr. Jones, miss.î
ėShe is Dr. Jones,î Indy said, ėAs well as my wife.î
ėAre you an archeologist?î Jonathan asked.
ėNope, Iím a simple minded music professor, but I know about archeology. Minor in college,î Kate answered.
ėI see,î Jonathan said. As Indy asked,
ėWhat do you want with me?î
ėThis scroll,î as he pointed to the paper in Indyís hand, ėtalks about the power of the spear. It was founded by Hitler before his demise and sold to a man shortly after his death. The man that bought it was my father.î
ėWhat does this have to do with him?î Kate asked.
ėMy family has lost possession of the spear years ago to a man in France. Now, the spear has been lost and buried by this man. Even his next of kin do not where it is. I need you to find the spear.î
ėFor what purpose?î Kate asked, ėTo behold power imaginable?î
ėI see your wife is your spokesperson,î as Jonathan looked at Indy.
ėMy wife is part of the board of directors at the museum that funded my expeditions. Sheís pretty knowledgeable about anything archeology related,î smiling a bit at Kate, ėBut I am curious why you want the spear.î
ėTo prevent the end of the world, Dr. Jones. I have a feeling that someone will find the spear and end the world as we know it.î

Chapter 7
ėThatís ridiculous,î Kate exclaimed.
ėRidiculous or not, Dr. Jones,î Jonathan said, ėI wanted to prevent that from happening. Claim the spear and have it put to rest.î
Indy thought for a moment and said, ėIíve retired from fieldwork, Mr. Gottard. I can refer you to anotherÖî
ėNo!î Jonathan said, ėI need your expertise on this matter. You are well known in the field. At least consider it,î as he took a card, scribbled a number on it and said, ėI will be there for the next few days,î handing Indy the car.
ėI can guarantee I wonít change my mind, mister,î Indy said.
ėI think you will,î as the man tipped his hat to Indy, ėGood day, maíam. Dr. Jones,î as he left.
ėWhat a vivid imagination!î Kate exclaimed, as she looked at her husband, ėIíve never heard of the spear causing that much trouble. Only used for someone who wants to gain power.î
Indy chuckled a bit and said, ėAre you sure youíre not the archeologist, Kate?î
ėPositive,î smiling a bit, ėShall we go home?î
ėLetís go to dinner first,î giving her a kiss, ėthen head home.î
Kate nodded as they left the office. But Indy didnít tell Kate that he was interested in doing the fieldwork but because of what happened in India, he avoided it, afraid of anyone getting killed, like Marcus Brody years before.

August 1949
Indy and Marcus were in England, overlooking the secure transition of artifacts Nazis had recovered. It took them time to find the exact location of their hiding place. Once they did, Marcus had arranged a flight to New York from London. Marcus was talking to Indy animatedly,
ėLook, Indy. All these artifacts, religious and mythical, it will be a good addition to the museum.î
ėGreat, Marcus,î as he smiled at the older man. He was a surrogate father to Indy when Henry and Indy were not speaking, a good friend to them both.
Marcus looked at Indy and said, ėIím surprised that no Nazi sympathizer has been here to cause trouble.î
ėItís good that they arenít,î looking around.
Marcus studied Indy and said, ėThereís something you need to know, Indy. Itís about ---ė
A gunshot was heard in the terminal. Marcus slumped forward into Indyís arms, the bullet in his chest. Indy put down the man gently as he saw the gunman yelling,
ėThatís what you get for interfering with the Fuhrerís plans, Dr. Jones.î
Before Indy had time to react, another shot rang out, this time hitting the gunman, killing me. Indy spun around and saw the London police. One of the Bobbies said,
ėWe heard about someone following you. Looks like we were right.î
Indy rushed to Marcusís side, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket to stop the bleeding and said, ėWeíve get you out of here, Marcus.î
ėIndy,î as Marcus coughed up blood, ėI wonít make it. Iím dying.î
ėNo, youíre not,î refusing to believe it.î
Marcus gasped for air and said, ėIt is my time, Indiana. But you need to know ---ė
ėKnow what?î
ėAbout what happened a long time ago,î he sputtered and went limp.
ėMarcus,î shaking him, ėMarcus!î yelling.
----

Marcus Brody died in Indyís arms at the airport. Indy did the right thing and buried him in his native London. A month later, he met Kate and realized what Marcus was trying to tell him before he died. If he only saw me now, he thought.

Chapter 8
Kate stirred in the middle of night, unable to sleep. She felt around in the dark on the other side of the bed and woke up. She looked at the dent in the pillow and saw Indy was missing. Curious, she grabbed her robe and got out of bed. She looked first in the childrensí rooms and couldnít find him. Not wanting to disturb the maid, she went down the stairs and saw a study door closed a stream of light from underneath. She went to the door, opened it and saw Indy looking out the window, a glass of brandy in his hand.
ėAre you all right?î Kate asked.
He turned around and faced his wife, ėDidnít mean to wake you up.î
ėI couldnít sleep,î she admitted, ėYou?î
ėIíve been thinking.î
ėAt three in the morning?î as she noticed a photo album on the desk. She looked over and saw the picture Marcus left Kate after he died ņ the three of them in their college days smiling for the camera, ėMarcus?î
Indy nodded as Kate put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, ėIndy, he would have wanted you to get on with your life.î
ėI know,î as he took a sip of the brandy.
Kate looked at her husband and realized, ėYouíre going to France, arenít you?î
Indy choked on his drink and asked, ėHow did you knowÖî
ėI read minds,î with a twinkle in her eyes. Her eyes softened and said, ėItís to get back at what the Nazis did to Marcus, isnít it?î
Indy nodded as Kate said, ėGo on then.î
ėWhat about you?î
ėI think I can manage without you,î smiling a bit, ėBut then I can come with youÖî
ėAbsolutely not,î raising his voice, ėI almost lost you in Goa, Kate. And two months ago. I donít want to lose you again.î
ėI have to leave for France on business anyway,î she said matter of fact, ėSo you donít have to worry about me.î
ėWhat about the kids?î
ėIíve talked to Lynette,î mentioning her cousin, ėSheís arriving in town tomorrow. She offered to keep an eye on them. And Maddie and your father are here everydayÖî
ėKate, no,î remembering Goa too vividly, ėIím leaving tomorrow morning.î
ėThen go. Iíll meet you in a few days.î
Indy shook his head and said, ėYouíre too stubborn.î
ėSo are you,î smiling at him, ėIíll stay out of the way. Promise.î

Chapter 9
Indy arrived in Paris in the afternoon this next day. He looked up and saw Kateís uncle, who waved his arms and said,
ėIndiana, hello.î
ėFrancois,î he grasped the older manís hand, ėHow did you know?î
ėKaterina mentioned it to me when we talked this morning,î he replied, ėI thought you can use some help.î
ėFrancoisÖî he started to say as the older man held up a hand and said, ėI am a nobleman, Indiana. I can help you get any information you may need. With the names DíAnjou, Dion or Tyler, you can anywhere.î
Indy couldnít help but smile and nodded, ėAlright.î
ėCome on,î Francois said, ėI have a car in front. You can stay with Julianne and me.î
ėIn the chateau?î
Francois nodded and Indy thought back to the Christmas Kate and him spent there. Her grandmother was alive then. Now deceased, she had left the estate to Julianne and Francois upon her death since Julianne was the only child left alive. Kate and her cousins got a generous inheritance from their grandmother.
ėHow are the children?î Francois asked interrupting Indyís thoughts.
ėTheyíre all fine. Laurenís finally home.î
ėAnd Katerina?î
ėSheís ok. Stubborn as a mule though.î
Francois couldnít help laughing; ėSheís always been that way. Gets it both from Alexandra and Steven. A double dose.î
Indy couldnít help but grin, ėBut Kate has a lot more.î
ėI agree,î as Francois threw Indyís bags in the trunk, ėSheís got both of their brains, Stevenís coloring, Alexís blue eyes and beauty.î
ėJulianne is Alexís twin.î
ėOnly by looks,î with a twinkle in his eyes, ėCome letís get going. I have a few things that might help you on your search.î


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