Hello All! I saw Jurassic World the other day and absolutely loved it! This fic idea was nagging at me, so I gave in and wrote it. I am aware that Owen is paired with Claire in the movie, but this ignores that. It will eventually follow the movie, but for now it will focus on Owen and his wife, (my OC, Sasha), and their life in Jurassic World, along with the Raptors training and growth from hatchling to fully grown like in the movie.

Enjoy!

Sasha Grady had been married to Owen Grady for ten years. And in that ten years, they had been through a lot. Owen going to war in the Navy after college, and then moving down to the outskirts of Costa Rica after Owen was hired to 'train dinosaurs' at the new Jurassic World theme park. At first she was skeptical, not sure if taking a huge chance and moving down there was worth it. But she went with him anyways; the love that the couple shared was absolutely unbreakable.

They had met during college, falling in love with each other over the course of their freshman year. After, they dated for an additional three years before Owen popped the big question. Sasha said yes, and they ended up living in a remote mountain town in northern Virginia. And then everything began. Owen went off to war, and Sasha held down the fort, eventually earning her Doctorate in Psychology. When Owen returned, the job offer from Jurassic World came. They had 'saw his skills in the Navy and respected the degrees he earned in college', and invited him to come work and study and observe the dinosaurs. They hadn't, at the time, specified which species. But they moved anyway, all expenses paid, to a bungalow on the outskirts of Isla Nublar. It was quite romantic at first. Just the two of them, no neighbors, nothing. Until Owen got his assignment and began working more often.

Because Sasha didn't know what to do when her husband came back to the bungalow with four dinosaur eggs.

Velociraptors, to be exact.

It was a early April morning when Owen called her out of the house. She had just made her morning coffee and was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and one of Owen's large t-shirts, but she walked out onto the small deck, searching the yard for her husband.

"Owen? Where are you?" She called, pushing a strand of red hair behind her ear. Sasha had a waist-length mane of rich, curly, wine colored red hair. It made her look smaller, which was almost impossible considering she only stood at five foot one inch.

"Over here." Owen's voice came from around the corner, so Sasha followed it around to the back of the house, where she found her husband sitting on the ground, setting up what looked like a big incubator. He smiled up at her from his place on the ground and stood, kissing her lips quickly. "Morning babe."

Sasha smiled back. "Good morning. So, what did you want to show me?"

Owen grinned, and placed a hand on the small of her back, leading her towards the Jurassic World Jeep that was parked a few yards away. "Come here. I brought something for you."

Sasha raised an eyebrow as she let Owen lead her to the Jeep. She could practically feel the excitement radiating off of him, which was unusual, considering Owen was usually fairly mellow. He pulled open the passenger door of the Jeep, and opened one of four bags that were on the floor, wrapped in bubble wrap and an electric blanket. "What are those?"

Smiling, Owen lifted an egg out of one of the bags, holding it out in his hands. "My assignment."

Sasha reached out and touched the egg's surface, gently rubbing her fingers across it. "Are these... Dinosaur eggs?"

Owen nodded. "The lab said something was wrong with the DNA they injected, and wanted to get rid of them. But I didn't want them to just be destroyed, so I offered to hatch them and raise them. Maybe see if I can train them."

Sasha looked up at Owen. "Is it another Triceratops?" She asked. Owen had raised a triceratops calf a few months back, but eventually it grew too big to wander their property anymore so they had to put it back with the others in the petting area.

"Uh, not exactly..." Owen replied. Sasha paused. She knew that tone.

"What is it then?" She pressed. Owen scratched the back of his head.

"Raptors. Velociraptors."

Sasha's jaw almost dropped. "Owen..."

He turned to her and put his hands on her shoulders. "I promise they won't be dangerous. I'm only gonna keep them until I see how they respond to human interaction. Then they'll go in a holding pen."

Sasha sighed, looking up at Owen, who pleaded through his deep green eyes. "Ok. Just please be careful with them. As long as it stays Velociraptors and you don't come home with a T-Rex, I think I'll live."

Owen smiled, and spun his tiny wife around, hugging her tightly. He pressed a deep kiss against her mouth, and Sasha's arms wound themselves around his neck as she pushed onto her toes. "I promise no T-Rexes." He murmured against her lips.

Sasha placed her hands on his cheeks. "Good. Now come on. Let's go for breakfast." Sasha said, standing on her tippy-toes and placing a soft kiss on Owen's forehead.

Sasha helped her husband move the eggs into the incubator, and turned it on, allowing the eggs to resume their growth. The couple then walked back into the bungalow hand-in-hand, and Sasha dressed, combing her hair through quickly. Owen walked back into the bedroom as she pulled a loose gray tank top over her head, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. Sasha leaned back against his chest, Owen digging his nose into her soft hair.

"Where do you want to go for breakfast?" He murmured, moving his head down near hers.

"Is that one place down on Main Street still there? The one that had the really good omelets?"

Owen furrowed his brow. "The Brachiosaurus Buffet?"

Sasha nodded, turning around in his arms. "Yeah. They had the best food."

Owen looked around the bedroom quickly. "Cool. Let me change my shirt and we can head out. I have to take the Jeep back and get my bike anyway." Sasha nodded, and walked to her closet, pulling a pair of jean shorts out. She swapped them out with her pajama shorts, and headed to the bathroom, where Owen was splashing water on his face.

"Ready to go?" He asked, switching off the tap.

"Yep. Let me grab my bag." Sasha snatched her small purse from the far side of their small bed, and followed Owen to the Jeep.