AN's: Written for Clawen week on tumblr! Day one: First Meeting.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

"How did it go?"

Claire Dearing shrugged as her fingers flew over the keys of her blackberry- answering the messages she had missed in the time she'd been meeting with the new research team. She came to a stop beside her assistant Zara, who had parked the car just outside the gates.

"Fine," she responded. "I'm still not convinced it was entirely necessary."

"You told me you'd say that," Zara said with a smirk as she took Claire's blackberry from her hand. "You also told me that when you did to remind you that it was per Mr. Masrani's request."

Claire gave her assistant a look, but she smiled nonetheless as she grabbed her blackberry back. "I guess that's why I keep you around."

Zara laughed. "So what did you think?"

Claire chewed on her bottom lip as she scanned her emails. "He certainly seems confident…cocky, actually…we'll see how that works out for him."

"Who?" Zara asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Owen Grady," Claire responded, still not looking up from the screen. "The raptor trainer. They just hired him out of the Navy to take the lead. He's young, but apparently he's already imprinted on the assets and his techniques seem plausible. That in and of itself is fairly impressive…"

"Hmm…is he the tall one over there with the muscles?"

Claire nodded, only half listening. "Yes, he's very muscul—" She stopped mid-sentence and looked up. "Wait, what?"

Zara covered her mouth to keep from laughing. "Nothing. I was actually asking what you thought about the new program, but by all means…tell me more about Owen Grady and his impressive...techniques…"

Claire narrowed her eyes at her assistant and crossed her arms. "I was merely commenting on his ability to lead the program."

Zara quirked a smile. "Mmhmm…and how he fills out a shirt."

Claire sighed in exasperation. "Do me a favor and go have all the staff members here fill out the in-case of emergency paperwork."

Zara pulled the folder with said paperwork out of her bag and waved it, tossing a comment about getting "Mr. Muscles" digits for her over her shoulder. She headed back through the gates and towards the group of people just inside.

Claire waited by the car as Zara finished gathering the contact information of the other employees. She distracted herself by answering emails on her blackberry, but somehow she found herself glancing up at Owen Grady every few seconds. He was still standing where she'd left him, only now he was surrounded by the other members of his team. Claire watched him…taking in the way he carried himself, how he interacted with the workers, and how his own gaze would go to the raptors pen.

He'd been civil enough when Barry introduced them. Perhaps a bit irked to have corporate there so early, but still receptive and eager to share his ideas.

There was something about him. Claire wasn't sure what it was…or why it interested and irritated her at the same time.

She watched from the corner of her eye as Owen and Barry headed towards the raptors pen. Owen carefully scooped four tiny dinosaurs into his arms as Barry pulled out a camera.

"Owen Grady everyone!" Claire heard Barry call out. "Our official alpha…day one!"

There was applause and a few whistles. Owen laughed and Claire's stomach did a flip.

The camera flashed and she turned away. She didn't notice the pair of intense eyes following her every move.