Title: Jurassic Park III Revised
Author: Angel LeeAnn
Rating: PG-13
Category: Action/Adventure; Romance; Angst
Summary: The same story, but with a little twist.
Disclaimer: Jurassic Park, despite those many who wish for the credit, belongs to Michael Crichton and Steven Spielberg. If you have a problem with that take it up with them.
Notes: This may have been done before and if it has, I'm sorry, but I didn't know about it.
Chapter One
Home Front
Alan Grant was perched on the ledge of the sand box watching a blonde three-year-old play with his dinosaurs. He was dismayed when the child had his triceratops attack a brachiosaurus. "No, no, Charlie," he informed him. "Those two are herbivores. They wouldn't eat each other. But these two --," he held up a tyrannosaurus rex and a spinosaurus, " – are carnivores and they like fighting with each other." He savagely slammed the toys together. "They growl," he made a harsh noise in the back of his throat, "and rip each other's throats out!"
Ellie was strolling across the yard towards them, bouncing a baby on her hip. She was smiling as she approached them, but grimaced as Grant began a gruesome explanation on the killing habits. "Alan, he's three. Let's wait until he's five."
Grant glanced back sheepishly. "Right. Sorry." He set the toys in the sand box and stood up, dusting his suit pants off. He had a lecture to give later this evening and felt pressured to exchange his standardized khakis for a more formal look. However, he still wore one of his plaid shirts, but dressed it up with a tan sport jacket.
Ellie handed the nine-month-old baby to him. "Hey, Amy, here's daddy." Ellie pecked Grant on the lips. "Dinner's almost already, Alan. Watch these two while I finish up. She's been fussing off and on all day."
"Sure, Ellie." Even after three years of having children, Grant still felt a bit awkward holding one, but he didn't allow that to interfere. Grant allowed Amy to take his pinky and stick it in her mouth. "She's got more teeth coming in."
"I know." Ellie touched his arm before heading back to the house, leaving Grant with their two small children. He glanced back and forth between the two and was at a loss. He was usually pretty decent when it came to one-on-one in the fatherhood department, but combine the two and he was staggered. How did it come to this?
Flashback
Four years ago Ellie had nervously broken the news to him. She had prepared a delicious dinner, but didn't touch her plate. Instead, she stared with glassy eyes at Grant, seeing through him instead of at him. Grant had instantly grown suspicious and was worried she would drag up the old 'let's get married' discussion. To his horror, it had been something far more substantial.
Grant set his fork down, sighing. "Ellie, is there something on your mind?" When he didn't get a response, not so much as a flicker of the eyes, he waved his hands in her face. "Ellie? What's wrong?"
She jolted, her eyes flashing to meet his dead on. "Uh? Oh. Nothing. I just…there's something I have to tell you." Tears filled her eyes. "I don't know how because I know you're not going to like it. But I desperately want you to because I do."
Confused and concerned, Grant reached over the table and took her hands in his. "Whatever it is, Ellie, you can tell me. Just blurt it out if you have to."
She gazed him straight in the eyes, determination settling upon her. "Alan, I'm pregnant and I want to keep the baby."
He choked on the air that some how lodged itself in his constricted throat. Coughing violently, he released her hands and pushed his chair back, standing up and running into the kitchen. Pregnant? She's pregnant? "Oh god," he moaned just before he began vomiting into the sink. The acid from his stomach burned his throat and tasted sour. He could feel her enter, hovering behind him.
When through throwing up, he remained in the position he was at and murmured, "Are you sure?"
"Yes," she whispered. "And I'm keeping it."
A long tense moment passed before Grant solemnly nodded. "Well then…I guess we're having a baby."
"We?"
Grant slowly turned and shrugged. "I'm not going to disappear, Ellie. If you want to have the baby, then I'm behind your decision." He ran a hand through his chestnut hair, looking a bit lost. "I suppose we should get married first."
Ellie beamed through her tears. "I love you, Alan." She threw her arms around him. "It's not much of a proposal, but I'll take it."
Two months later they had a small ceremony held outside at their latest dig site.
End Chapter One
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