Snippet #1696261

Abegail was still half heartedly fight Indy's grip on her arms and fighting the urge to cry. Then she heard a noise that made her stop.

"Kommen Sie. Abigail McHugh, ich weiß, du bist hier."

Indy looked from Abegail to Walter. He looked at him questioningly. In his hands, Abegail was shaking. Abegail looked at Walter and the fear was clear in her eyes. "No." It was all she managed to say. Abegail was not a weak woman but the sound of Niclas' voice made her knees shake. Indy's grip tightened on her arms, not to restrain her but to help hold her up.

Indy looked to Walter. Obviously, both he and Abegail had run into this man before. Indy was willing to let Walter take the lead.

Abegail stared past Indy and across the field. It almost felt like Niclas was looking right at her. Abegail's anger started to rise. "That man is a menace. I canna let him just invade my home like that." Her voice a harsh angry whisper. Now, she fought Indy's grip so she could go at the German man. Indy almost lost his grip with her sudden shift of energy. "Decide what we are doing quick man. I don't know how long I can keep her steady here." Indy whispered harshly.

As Walter led Bridget to the jeep, Indy followed dragging a rather pissed off Abegail behind him. They climbed into Walter's jeep. Indy plopped Abegail on his lap.

"How dare ye!" Abegail snipped at him. Indy smirk one of his trademark smirks. "If you don't stop I'll kiss you to shut you up." Abegail scowled, "Ye would na dare."

Indy chuckled, "Try me." Abegail sat on Indy's lap in the cramped jeep as Walter drove off. She still had the scowl on her face, unsure if she should protest more or not.