"I can't remember," Indy snapped frustrated. "I can remember all our conversations through the back alleys and through the phone booths. But I can't remember this one -"
"Give it time Indy," Marion encouraged.
"I don't have time!" Indy cried. "Our kid's gonna be killed if I can't figure out where that scroll is!"
Marion looked hurt.
Indy sighed. "I'm sorry Marion. I just -"
"I know," Marion whispered, hushing Indy.
Emily looked at Indy. "Dad?"
Indy turned, shaking. "Yes Em?"
"The museum that you're talking about is in Communist Berlin."
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The Sidenstrasse Tapestry: An Indiana Jones Fan-Fiction
FanficIn 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...
