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She got the call a week after it had happened, oblivious to something being wrong, which she thought was erroneous; weren't you supposed to get some sort of feeling when someone you loved was in danger? Her worry before the phone call had merely been the common amount when thinking of her partner's job, at a dinosaur park of all things. She remembered meeting him when he was just a park ranger back in Africa. She had thought him so very sweet and courageous as he took the greatest care with her group, warning them of and being vigilant of the dangers the wild posed. She had thought him rather dashing, particularly with that hat and had told him so, and much to her astonishment and heartstrings warming, he had blushed. She had made the effort to get to know the man with the thighs too attractive for his own good, revealed by his choice of shorts, and six months on she couldn't have been more pleased she had, the two of them so desperately in love.
And then he had gone to accept that job on Isla Nublar with the dinosaurs.
But now the all-consuming grief overwhelmed her as she fell to the floor and wailed, weeping for the man torn apart by creatures that should have long been dead. The irony was not lost on her of him being killed by something extinct. Her breathing was laboured and her chest constricting as her heart beat so painfully within her chest she felt the need to rip it out. Her tears cascaded down her cheeks as she clutched the phone to her chest, her eyes screwed tight and images of his death flashing before her eyes.
Eaten.
Eaten alive.
Eaten alive by creatures so vicious they had been wiped off this planet before man took his first step.
And for a reason, she thought, as she lay on the ground with cheeks as red as bee stings and looking as though they had been drenched in rain. She felt her heart falling apart, cracking and crumbling and falling out of her chest entirely as his fate fell on her like a lead brick. She was hollow as memories of their time together flashed before her eyes, all those smiles, all those kisses, all those touches and all the love now for a man lost before his time. His unfailing courage and pragmatic attitude, his deep-seated knowledge and respect for nature and her creatures, and for the love of God! For all the too-short time she had to spend with the man she had loved so completely. She lay there in grief's embrace as she reflected upon her life with the man who had been her entire world, the indescribable Robert Muldoon dead by dinosaurs.
Now she just had to tell their son.