"I also believe that parents, if they love you, will hold you up safely, above their swirling waters, and sometimes that means you'll never know what they endured, and you may treat them unkindly, in a way you otherwise wouldn't." Mitch Albom

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"As there seemed to be no chance of getting her hands up to her head, she tried to get her head down to them, and was delighted to find that her neck would bend about easily in any direction, like a serpent. She had just succeeded in curving it down into a graceful zigzag, and was going to dive in among the leaves, which she found to be nothing but the tops of the trees under which she had been wandering, when a sharp hiss made her draw back in a hurry: a large pigeon had flown into her face, and was beating her violently with its wings." A woman with curly red and honey hair with sky blue eyes read out loud, a smile on her face as she reclined against a very large tree with heavy head laying on her lap that she was reading too.

"`Serpent!' screamed the Pigeon." She said in a shrill of a voice that seemed to startle one of the beasts that she was reading too. It's head moved side to side before settling back down. She chuckled and went to read on if it wasn't for someone calling her name over a megaphone.

Morons.

They should know better than to bother her while she's inside the pen.

The two beasts raised their heads, their golden eyes staring in the direction of where the noise was coming from as they remained still as stone. The voice called her name again and the beasts went to stand but she snapped her fingers to get their attention.

"Easy, easy now. Relax." She got up. She snapped her fingers again and the beasts rose with her. They ran past her, snipping at each other and playing. They were almost past her size but they were at an age where they wanted to hunt and to play, not sit idle like their elders would do. Tyrannosaurus were known for their power, size, and being well known predators of the Jurassic period, however, these two were her children and she had a strange connection with the being in this..."park".

Eve Murphy was a strange woman and an even stranger child when she was younger.

Eve was born on a normal day to some not normal parents who had just one passion. Dinosaurs. Her father was Tim Murphy, the grandson of the great Dr. John Hammond and her mother was born and bred to be a paleontologist. Eve grew up talking about dinosaurs, reading about them, digging them up with her mother, and above all else her ability to unknowingly befriend creatures of every kind.

Her mother and father were a bit worried when she started to bring home wild skunks, dogs, cats, mice, birds, and everything else in-between because she just simply wanted a pet. And as she got older and smarter her father realized that she was the splitting image of her great grandfather. Her love of dinosaurs grew as she mastered in paleontology, archeology, and veterinary medicine just like her parents.

She even was offered at the one place her father would never step foot on again.

Jurassic Park or now world, as they will call it.

And here she is now, walking along side Tyrannosaurus Rex like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Miss Murphy!" Her name was shouted again and her children growled. She patted her children on the head before going inside where a woman with the same hair color but dressed in business attire waited for her. "Miss Murphy, thank you for meeting me." The woman began but Eve held up her hand much to the woman's distaste.

"You know for a fact Claire that once I'm inside, there is no interruptions. Same goes for all the pens I visit! How many times have I told you?" Eve began and went over to the panel where she released a goat so her kids could hunt.

"Miss Murphy you know that we must keep the goats on the rope for attraction reasons." Claire said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose like her grandmother would do when she wouldn't act right.

"The park isn't even open yet Claire, you need to relax. Until then, leave me to my business and I'll leave you to yours. Isn't there paperwork you have to fill out somewhere?" Eve questioned. It's not the fact that Eve doesn't like Claire, it's the fact that she treats living beings as things and objects that don't respond to feelings. The woman had no heart or soul into this place like some of the other workers. She wanted profits, reports, the next big thing to put her at the top.

When Claire approached Eve four years ago with the offer to be a partner in her great grandfather's dream she jumped at the chance but she made a few rules very clear when she sat down with the president, Mr. Simon Masrani. First she would be a partner, since it would look good on both paper and in person if she was one when it came to funding, that she be involved in decision making. Second, Eve would be present for all births of the dinos for imprinting reasons. And lastly, Eve is free to do anything she wishes so long as it doesn't but anyone else in danger for she would be taking on the risks herself. Eve is a very strong headed person and her ways get things done with little to no injuries when she is around. She also put in that if she is having one on one time with a certain dino that she is not disturbed. Bonding takes time and energy that is limited to her and with the deadline for the park opening in just a few short years, she along with everyone else must be ready.

"Mr. Masrani would like me to inform you that the raptor trainer that you had selected is arriving in just under five minutes and would like you to be present when he docks." Claire sighed and Eve rolled her eyes.

"Fine, fine. I'll be done shortly, just need to finish up a few things and then I'll head down." Eve said and turned to walk back in the pen.

"These things are not your pets Eve! Try to remember that." Claire said as she walked. Eve sighed and opened the door to the pen. The T-Rex siblings ran up to her at full speed with bloody mouths. Eve smiled and didn't mind that they licked her face. "Mama has to go now but she promises to come back later to finish the chapter. Be good, and no snipping at the workers." She patted their heads and tried to ignore their cries for her to come back.

That was always the hardest part.

Leaving when she knows that she is needed else where.

Eve never likes the idea of sharing her children but she knows she can't do it on her own. If it wasn't for the scientist, her kids wouldn't even been alive. Picking selected people to work with the different dinosaurs is a very tricky business. She needs to find the right fit or else she knows that gaining said trust will be tricky. Try all she might, Eve will always have to deal with certain individuals who she'd rather not have to interact with but she has to; for her children sake.

By the time Eve arrived at the docks the raptor trainer was waiting for her with his bags at his feet. Owen Grady, a former U.S navy personnel officer, and a fine...man whose figure and looks were one to stare at but Eve quickly shook those thoughts away as she walked up to him. His file was nothing short of someone who had passion and could see past what most didn't see.

Dinosaurs were beings, not things.

(Flashback)

"Eve!" Eve's mother screeched as she watched her daughter come into the kitchen with a black and white creature in her arms.

"Mommy! This is Mr. Kibbles!" Eve said with a smile on her face as she held up the skunk.

"That's not Mr. Kibbles sweetie. Mr. Kibbles is your cat, that's a skunk."

"That's because this is the new Mr. Kibbles." Eve said in a sad tone and the skunk slipped through her arms before running back outside.

"Why do you say that?"

"I found Mr. Kibbles outside but he was sleeping. He won't wake up mommy." Eve said and together they found the cat under one of the rose bushes.

"I'm so sorry sweetie." Her mom brought it into her arms and held her close. "I know it's hard to understand but life is a gift. Once it is born, looks into the world, and takes that first breathe then it's alive. Think of our lives like a clock."

"A clock?"

"A clock. When someone is born someone puts batteries in the back of it to hang it on the wall with all the others. Over time, or as the clock ticks on the batteries get old and start to wear down. And once the batteries die...there's no replacing them."

"So Mr. Kibbles batteries died? He's clock doesn't work anymore?"

"That's right. So remember, when someone creates life, it's like putting batteries into clock. You need to take care of what time you have until your batteries wear down. Am I making sense?" Her mother asked and Eve slowly nodded her head.

"A little bit."

"You have a huge heart my little one. Don't let people tell you that your love of life and animals are nothing. It is your greatest gift. Maybe you'll surprise them with how great you are with it."

"Like a superhero?!"

"Just like a superhero."

(End of Flashback)

"Owen Grady? Eve Murphy, it's a pleasure to meet you." She held her hand out and cursed herself for sounding like an idiot.

This was going to be interesting.

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Author's note: So a few things I just want to make clear in case things get a little confusing...

1) This is few a few years before the parks grand opening.

2) There will be slight bashing of Claire (mainly because she is just a shit character in my opinion.)

3) There will not be a Claire/Owen things so that leave me room for a lot of fun!

4) Eve doesn't have super powers of any sort, she's just able to make friends quickly with animals. It doesn't mean if she bugs the shit out of them they won't attack her or she can give them commands.

I think that covers it. Hope you all enjoy it!