"Miss! Miss! Sir, please wake up!"
Andie stirred, prying her eyes open, finding the jumpscare that was Willie Scott in her face, "Oh thank God, someone's up!" She exclaimed. "We there yet?" The brunette questioned, sitting up slightly, feeling soreness in her side. She glanced at the man beside her, still asleep. Andie decided to let him sleep, considering the past hectic twenty-four hours, he deserved it. Suddenly, Willie took her hand, yanking the woman to her feet, "What the hell, lady!" Andie exclaimed, setting over a sleeping Short Round as the singer dragged her toward the cockpit.
"What's the matter with you!" Andie exclaimed, ripping her hand from Willie's grasp. The blonde pushed back the curtain, gesturing to the empty cockpit, "No one's flying the plane!!"
Oh shit.
Andie moved toward the pilot's seat, sitting down, examining the controls. Willie seemed surprised, "You know how to fly?"
The woman let out a nervous chuckle, "Uh, no. Do you?" Willie's face paled slightly. Andie waved her off, "But, how hard could it be?" It couldn't be more difficult then driving a car.
But she was proved to be very, very wrong when her gaze flickered to the fuel gauge, only to find that the tank was practically empty.
Even if she were able to find a way to fly this thing, it would be impossible without fuel. They were going to crash.
Andie rose quickly, rushing out of the cockpit and heading for the back of the plane. "What are you doing!" Willie cried. "Wake up Indiana and Shorty, and for God's sake, shut up!" Andie called back. She glanced around in search of any emergency equipment but found nothing besides a lift raft. How could a plane not have any parachutes?
"Sir! Sir, wake up!"
"You call him Doctor Jones, doll!"
Andie was beginning to stress. This plane was going down any minute and there was absolutely nothing that could save them. "Where's Andie?" That was Indiana.
"Back here!" She shouted, running a hand through her waves. She heard heavy footsteps and found Indiana now standing before her, Willie and Short Round close behind. "What the hell is going on?"
"I'll tell you what's going on, there's no one flying the plane and there's no goddamn parachutes!" Panic flashed past Indiana's hazel eyes, but he refused to show it before launching into action, his gaze fixated on the yellow lift raft.
"Shorty, grab our stuff!" The little boy ran off and out of sight. "What are you thinking?" Andie asked. Indiana remained silent, stepping in front of her, pulling open the emergency door, a whipping wind filling the plane. He then took the folded raft, moving it toward the open door, "A raft?? We're not sinking! We're crashing!" Willie screeched.
"Shut up and hold on! Shorty, where are you?!"
Shorty squeezed into the space between Indiana and Andie, holding onto the man's waist tightly, "I'm here, Doctor Jones!" Andie wrapped her arms around Indiana's shoulders, trying to not squish Short Round in the process, also wondering how the hell Willie was gonna make it.
Andie let out a choking gasp as the woman wrapped her arms around her neck, trying to hold on, "Jesus, woman, you're gonna kill me!" "Sorry!"
Without warning, Indiana pulled the inflation cord and jumped. Their screams were drowned out by the crash of the plane hitting the mountainside. Andie squeezed her eyes shut tightly. This surely was how she was going to die. She thought it would've been when she jumped out the window in Shanghai, then she thought she was going to bleed out, but now, this has to be it. But hey, at least she was going out in style.
The impact on land was rough, causing them all to launch off of one another and land roughly against the raft. Andie forced her eyes open, only to see that they were currently sliding down a fucking mountain. She glanced up at Indiana, who was holding onto the front of the raft for dear life. Andie felt a hand on her wrist, only to see Short Round clutching onto her, afraid to let go.
Willie was hollering, but that was the usual. And just as suddenly as they'd arrived into the mountain, they flew straight into a slow-moving river. A wave of relief washed over, "How are we alive?" She muttered. "I don't even know!" Willie moaned, "Oh, I ripped my dress."
"Is everyone okay?"
"I think so.." Andie muttered, pain shooting through her side. Shorty gasped, causing her to glance down at her side, blood had soaked through Indiana's suit jacket.
"Well, I'm bleeding again." Willie gagged at the sight. Andie rolled her eyes. "Okay, we'll get to land and then we'll deal with that, okay?" Indiana asked. The brunette began to nod, but her eyes landed on something in the distance.
Willie groaned in annoyance as the river began to get rougher, splashing everyone in the raft, "I hate the water! I hate being wet- and i hate you!" She shot her insults at Indiana, who shouted a "Good!" in response. Andie's gaze was still glued on the obstacle in the distance.
"Guys!" She shouted, pointing behind them. All heads turned, and eyes widened as they caught sight of the very thing Andie was warning them about.
A chorus of screams filled the air as they went tumbling over the edge of a waterfall. At this point, Andie was sure she'd die.
She was going to die surrounded by a iconic kid, an annoying woman, and a devilishly handsome man.
Imagine her surprise when she opened her eyes to find they'd landed safely, once again surrounded by the slow moving waters of a calm river. Andie let out a sigh of relief, leaning back against the raft.
"Shorty, you okay?"
He nodded.
"Andie?"
The woman sat up slightly, glancing down at her side, "Eh."
"Where are we anyway?" Willie asked. Indiana squinted behind Andie's head, catching sight of something. "India." He stated. "India? How do you know-" The woman rolled over and yelped, catching sight of an older man with wild white hair.
Andie watched as the old man placed his palms together, lifting his hands toward his forehead. This had to be a traditional greeting, so she did the same, noticing Indiana also using the same greeting. Willie and Shorty exchanged confused glances before doing the same.
The raft drifted closer to shore, and the quartet exited, grateful to be away from the water. Andie winced as she stepped onto the land, and despite how much she tried to conceal it, Indiana took notice.
He turned to her, "How are you doing?" "I'll be fine." Depending on how far the walk was. With every step, the pain remained. God, she needed drugs. Anything to take away the pain.
Indiana sent her a knowing look, "Yeah, sure." He then turned, his back facing her. The woman furrowed her brows in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"Hop on."
"What?"
"You heard me, hop on." Andie couldn't believe this. "Are you really gonna give me a piggyback ride?" "Well I'm not gonna force you to walk up this mountain injured." What a gentlemen.
Andie jumped slightly, feeling Indiana's muscular arms catch her. He shifted her slightly once she was on his back, "You okay?"
"Yes."
The trek began. Short Round walked close to Indiana, Willie trailed far behind. "Hey, does your village have a healer?" This was the first time Indiana had spoken since the journey began.
The old man nodded, "Yes. Very good healer, he is."
"Good."
Andie let out a sigh of relief, maybe they'd have some drugs. Natural drugs, herbal drugs, she was willing to take anything.
"Hear that, doll? They've got a medic who can fix you up."
She hummed in response. Her side was aching now, despite not having to walk, she was still being somewhat jostled while Indiana carried her.
Her gaze fell upon a small village in the distance. It looked nice, beautiful even. Andie had always loved visiting small villages in places like Europe, Asia, India and more.
If only she knew of the tragedy that had struck the village, and exactly what she and her acquaintances would be getting themselves into.