Indiana Jones and the Insidious Fountain of Death

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Posted by The man who Shagged too Little from spider-we023.proxy.aol.com on February 08, 2000 at 02:22:12:

Hope you like this one, made it yesterday just in case nobody decided to help out.

Indy sat up further and groaned, he could make the outline of a silver haired woman leaning in front of him, in tattered, vintage khakis.
"Marion?" he asked outloud, his own voice making his head pound even more, "Am I in heaven, sweety?"
"According to the Pagua, yes, but not to me. Don't you remember me Jones?" the figure asked.
"I just fell out of a plane, my back aches and you look," he moaned in pain, "...like my wife through the bottom of an empty beer glass."
"Wife?" she was suprised and shocked, "What do you mean wife?"
"Marion Ravenwood. We have a kid and are married and have been in love for 20 years, but not all in a straight row."
The woman's head sank and she walked out of the room, crying. Indy thought it over and started to go back to sleep so his head wouldn't explode. Then he had a thought, his eyes sprang open, and then immediately closed. He tapped his right eye. He was wearing an eyepatch for a reason. He cursed and forced himself up, ignoring the flaming dagger that scratched at the inside of his kneecap with every step and the hammer that came down on the small of his back that came with every hop. He found the old woman sitting outside the tent, still in tears. His face straightened out, his bulldog cheeks puffed up, and his hat sagged foreward. The grey stubble on his chin gleamed with sweat as he looked up in the sunless canopy and saw a very old plain. He mumbled something under his breath, and his lip quivered.
"Deidre Campbell."
She looked up with him with tears in her eyes; not that he could make them out, but he still sensed the emotion; "My poor, bereft husband Indiana Jones."
"I am dead, aren't I?" he said, staring at his bloody right arm.
"Almoost," she replied in her celtic accent, "Yo're in a plan where yoo moost choose, life..." she had a calm whisper in her voice, as if she was an angel echoing,"...or death. If you choose death, you can be young again and live with me here forever, we can adventure again, Indiana, like we did so loong uhgo," she looked whistfully at him.
"And if I choose life, I'll go back to Marion and my son and being old and injured. Why the get-up, Deidre? Why not show yourself to me young, and myself in perfect condition?"
"I was going to lie to yoo to gate yoo to stai with me, Indy, but I luv yoo too mooch," she gestured all around her, "I was never buried, my body never given last rights, this..." she gestured around here, "IS my life after death in limbo, only a step up from pergatory. I can't die here, but I control everything."
"Sounds like a good deal to me, Deidre. Why don't you just dream up a new me and send me back to my life?"
"NO!" she screamed with a flash of red in her eyes, the Earth quaking before she calmed herself down. She took a deep breath and said, "You doon't understond, Indy. This place is like being in a dream, I can't escape it, I can't wake up until God has recognized me dead. The only way to do that would be to find muy body and bury it with a priest. Why can't you see that it's impossible for me to be without you? This is my eternity, join me Indiana, I love you."
"I promise I'll find you Deidre, but I can't stay here," he walked without any pain and held her in his arms, clearly seeing the auburn haired beauty he had left behind, "I have a family now, and Marcus' family to take care of. He died, too, Deidre, poisoned. I have a 17 year old boy, and you should see him... He's got my eyes," he held her tighter, feeling young again, "And Marion... I love her and she loves me, we'll be together forever," Deidre's spirit was burying her face in his now burly chest, "Deidre, sweety, I promise, I'll send you to heaven. Don't cry, sweetheart, you know that I'll always love you."
She made a cloud appear next to Indy with her hand and images of Marion in a hotel room rubbing a picture of her family and smiling were projected from it.
"This is how I've watched you, Indy, I know this, but I thought that..." her voice trailed off.
"That I loved you more?"
"Yes. I loved you more than anyone in my entire life, and death, Indy. But you have to go, but be warned, Jones, if you leave me, there are so many dangers ahead. What's so important that you'd risk your life and myself being in purgatory?"
"Not 20 years ago, I would've said, 'Fortune and glory,' but I just realized something Deidre. The only thing important to me is family. I'll never give up on you, Deidre, never."
Deidre leaned her self on the tent and turned into nothing but a whisper of breath of her former self, and a sudden spiraling portal opened up before Indy. He ran through as his former self and woke up, bruised, tattered, and having horrible vision in his right eye. He noticed he was in a tent, and heard a voice say, "Hello, Indy, it's been a while."
-Shaggy


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