"INDY!" Marion cried, trying to get his attention.
Indy turned to his wife. "Marion, do you remember that package I sent back you? The book that your father had written on an ancient language? I thanked you for sending it just when I needed it and now I was returning it?"
"Indy! I thought you didn't remember anything!" Mac cried.
"Mac – I didn't want to think about it, and I blocked it out," Indy explained. "Marion, what did you do with the book?"
"I sent it to Annie," Marion said. "She wanted to know more about her grandfather."
"Dad, why is he asking for only three pieces?" Emily asked.
"Three pieces," Indy whispered.
"Dawson has the key to scroll, and one of the pieces!" Marion figured.
"C'mon Dad! We've only got two days!" Emily said, on her feet, forgetting about her aches and pains.
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The Sidenstrasse Tapestry: An Indiana Jones Fan-Fiction
FanfictionIn 1945 archaeologist Indiana Jones was called on one last mission. Now, even in 1960, it haunts him as his youngest daughter, Emily Jones - just as rough and tumble and skilled in handling trouble as her father - scrambles after his legacy to pro...
