het_reccers | 2 Indiana Jones/Marion Ravenwood Fics

Fandom Category: Indiana Jones series
Pairing: Indiana Jones/Marion Ravenwood
Fic Title: Trade All My Tomorrows
Author: Miriad
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/34943
Rating/Warning(s): Mature
Genre: pre-series
WIP?: no

Why This Must Be Read: When Marion and Indy first met. She was a young woman, and to him she was just supposed to be "Abner's daughter," but Marion had other plans. How her relationship with Indy unfolded, as seen through her eyes.

He was an ass. Handsome and clever and charismatic but an ass all the same. Calling her 'kid' and 'sport' despite the fact that it was clear she was a woman, thank you very much. He had set his hat on her head, carried his bag to the curb and hailed a cab with a quick hand and a whistle.

He held the door for her, let her slide across the seat before settling in next to her, then turned his head towards her and smiled.

And she was done. Head over heels in love in that single flash of even, white teeth even if she didn't realize what had happened, not for years and years.

Fandom Category: Indiana Jones
Pairing: Indiana/Marion
Author: Piper
Fic Title: Home for the Holidays
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/34534
Rating/Warning(s): General audiance
Genre: holiday fic, spoilers for "Crystal Skull."
WIP?: no

Why This Must Be Read: Christmas with the Jones isn't exactly normal. Mutt returns home for the holidays, and... you know what? I'm just gonna quote a bit from it, because I think it describes everything perfectly.

Marion answered, rolling her eyes. "I just wanted to make sure you were coming home, since you didn't for your fall break or Thanksgiving—"

"Because the two of you were Israel for my fall break and Thanksgiving it was digging in Oaxaca, Mexico? I got the postcard."

"Kidnapped in Oaxaca," Indiana corrected. "And that wasn't a postcard. It was a ransom note."

Well, maybe that explained why even once he'd translated it from the miniscule bit of Zapotecan languages he'd learned over the summer, it hadn't made much sense as postcard. "Whatever. I'm just saying, 'doing Christmas right'? We've got a tree leaning against the wall in the other room." A well timed THUNK was heard, reverberating through the house. "We've got a tree on the floor in the other room…."