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Title: Like Coke in Green Glass Bottles
Summary: They just don't make romance like this anymore…
Author's Note: This is a mixture of a lj 50 theme/1 sentence challenge. More are too come. Enjoy!
Marion's ideal man was Mr. Darcy until Indiana Jones showed up on her doorstep.
It was when she heard him laugh for the first time that she fell in love with him.
Marion would always cherish the memory of Indy's reaction — the literally drop of his jaw — when he first saw her in a dress.
Indy knows he should be reading about diffusionism for Abner's next class, but he is too busy watching Marion writing letter in the far corner of the room.
The first time they kissed — as the grad student and professor's daughter — it felt so natural that they wondered if that was what the universe had intended all along.
The first time hurts, but Indy is gentle and says he loves her, and slowly the pain begins to ebb away.
It was storming outside the first time they made love and later, Indy finds it ironic how much the storm fit their relationship.
It wasn't until after they started their affair that Indy started keeping a loaded gun on his nightstand.
Abner thought she was sleeping over at Susan's, when in reality she was sneaking into speakeasies with Indy.
She was twelve years his junior, but age didn't seem to matter to either of them.
It wasn't until dozens of kisses and two wonderful nights together that Indy finally told her that his real name was actually Henry.
Being with her broke all of the rules, but in the end, it didn't seem to matter.
It was a well-known fact that Marion Ravenwood could drink anyone under the table, but it were the other things that she could do under that table that made Indy smile.
The Chicago wind, Indy soon discovered, had this nasty habit of slipping through his coat and making him shiver with cold; however, all was forgiven when Marion snuggled into his side because she was cold, too.
Clothes irritated the burns on their skin (earned from long hours in the Cairo sun), it didn't matter because they didn't need them anyway.
"Take care of my little girl, won't you Indy," Abner once asked him.
Indy never knew what it felt like to lose everything until he watched the German car go up in flames.
The salty tang of blood tickles her tongue as they reunite on the Bantu Wind.
After their lovemaking, the only sounds in the room would be their even breathing and beats of their hearts.
The key to Indy's home weighed comfortably in Marion's hand.
When Marion had fallen asleep leaning on Indy's shoulder, Indy didn't mind that his left arm was numb, because she looked so peaceful.
Marion couldn't help but notice the envious glares of the women at the gala as she crossed the room on Indy's arm.
Indy never told her, but he thought Marion looked more beautiful without make-up than with.
Marion was too busy watching the sunset — the beautiful swirl of purples, reds, and oranges — to notice that Indy was watching her.
She can't help but feel a surge of delight when Indy murmurs her name in his sleep.
He doesn't let her know that the reason autumn is his favorite season is because it was when he met her.
He couldn't seem to find the words to describe how her skin looks in candlelight, so he opts to show her, instead.
Marion seems just as mortified at the broken headboard, itself, as she does when she walks in on Indy recounting the story to a grinning and laughing Oxley.
Marion surprises even herself when she admits she prefers the leather jacket and baggy khakis to a tuxedo.
She laughed when he told her that all he wanted for his birthday was her— she didn't realize he was being serious.
"Indiana Jones, if you don't get me out of here this instant, I swear…"
Shepretends that it doesn't hurt when he postpones their date to study some new artifact.
Indy just about has a heart attack when he realizes that his closet has more of her clothes than it does his.
It scares him how much he wants her, but it doesn't keep him from crawling back into her arms.
Hell was returning home with a wedding dress and finding a letter telling her he was gone.
Marion always heard that if rained on your wedding, it meant that your marriage was going to be blessed with good fortune and a week after Indy left — the day they were meant to be married — it poured.
Marion loved how Indy could make her feel as if she were flying and hated how easily he could tear her down.
Indy was surprised at how much he missed their fights after she was gone.
It was when he called out Marion's name while in bed with another woman that he realized he wasn't truly over former fiancée.
She almost names her son Indiana, but feels that it would be a bit too cruel.
41. Whiskey and Rum
It takes a pint of Jack Daniels for Indy to finally tell his father about the Ark, Marion, and the wedding that almost was.
He swears that it's the salt in the air that causes his eyes to sting and not the fact that the ocean water is the same color as her eyes.
It wasn't until years after the event when Mutt would realize the real reason why his mother cried when he put on one of his father's (Colin's) hats — a formal brown fedora.
Even with the Russians hot on their trail, Marion couldn't help but be amused that Indy was still afraid of snakes.
He grabs her hand before the duck goes over the falls and she feels a little less afraid.
Indy couldn't help but wonder why Marion still loved him after everything he did that hurt her.
"Marion Ravenwood, will you marry me?"
In retrospect, Marion knew she probably shouldn't have laughed after Indy's proposal— but who wouldn't after listening to the self-assured hero trip over his own words?
Heaven was being in her arms, for good, after all of these years.
Despite finding the Ark of the Covenant, Holy Grail, alien skulls, and everything in-between, Indiana Jones never found his fortune and glory until Marion Ravenwood said, 'I do'.
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