AN and Disclaimer:I own nothing…..George Lucas does…but I made up the American University. But if there is really a university with that name in Austria, then I didn't mean it either. So enjoy and please leave feedback!!!!!!

Chapter One:

1956: Innsbruck, Austria

Library of the American University

A young woman looked up from the librarian's desk as two men walked into the library. It was nearly 9 p.m.

"We're closing in 15 minutes," she politely said.

They nodded in acknowledgement and proceeded to look around. She eyed them with caution. They didn't look like any college students are professors that she had seen around campus. 'Oh well,' she thought as she picked up the books on her desk that needed to be put back in their correct places. 'Probably just wanted to get out of the cold night for a bit.'

She figured that she would quickly put up the books then usher they two men out before locking up for the night. She had too much to do that night, to put up with these two. This wasn't even her full time job – she only did it part time to give her something else to do. Her Latin exam the next day was going to be killer.

Her thoughts traveled to reciting Latin terms as she put the books away. She was so lost in thought that she didn't hear the two men walk up behind her until it was too late.

The last thing she remembered was being hit in the head with a thick book and landing against the floor. That was when blackness took over.

"Now it is closing time," one of the men said in a deep accented voice as he stood over her unconscious body.

The other man came around the corner, picked the young woman off the floor and followed the other man into the darkness of night.


One month later

Princeton, New Jersey

Henry Jones, Jr., better known as Indiana Jones, fought his way through the throng of students and colleagues who had all sorts of questions for him.

"My office hours are posted on my door!" he bellowed as he opened his office door. He then slammed it closed, amid many yells and protests. He leaned back against the door, closed his eyes and sighed. What he wouldn't give for an adventure – any kind would do.

"Of all the ways I imagined you coming back into my life, this is not how I imagined this."

Jones opened his eyes and turned towards the familiar voice. He knew that voice, even if he hadn't of heard it for a long time. It was a voice that he would never forget.

He opened his eyes and turned to look at his desk. Sitting there was a sight for sore eyes.

Marion Ravenwood.

"The receptionist suggested I wait in here," she said standing up. "I hope that you didn't mind."

He shook his head no as he took her in. she hadn't changed much in nearly twenty years. He honestly never thought that he would see her again.

"You look good," she said softly kissing his cheek.

"So do you," he managed to get out. He quickly turned from her, looking for his other chair in the office. He found it, buried under some books. He picked them up and dropped them back onto the floor. "Please sit down," he said.

She sat back down in the new chair, while he sat down in his desk chair. They both sat there in silence for a few moments. Neither knew exactly what to say after her abrupt exit with a note saying that she had to get away and not to come looking for her. And that was what he did, even if it pained him to do so.

"I need your help, Indiana," she finally said breaking the silence.

"Kinda figured that," he said leaning back in his chair. "What is it this time? Off to go search for the lost cities of gold or the missing tribes of Judea?"

Marion immediately broke down in tears, which befuddled Jones. He hated to see women cry.

"What is it?" he asked as gently as he could.

Marion dug through her handbag for a handkerchief. As she dried her tears, she took out a photo. She handed it to Indiana. He looked at it. It was of a young woman with dark hair and soft eyes. She could have been the splitting image of her mother. But there was something eerily familiar about this girl. Something he should know.

"This is my daughter, Sara." Marion softly said. "She is a student at the American University in Innsbruck, Austria."

"Impressive," Indiana said. "That's a hard university to get into."

"She's been missing for a month." Marion said beginning to cry again. "I've got to find her."

"So this is why you came to see me?"

Marion nodded.

"To help you find your daughter that you and some random guy had?" he said angrily, letting his emotions get the better of him. He had always loved Marion – no matter how much her father disapproved over their relationship. "Why don't you go to him to help you?"

"You're her father, Indiana Jones!" Marion yelled through her tears. "She's your daughter!"