Hey y'all, my name is James Grady but everybody calls me jack. I'm the oldest (and only son) of Owen and Claire Grady. Yes you heard that right….Claire Grady, formerly Claire Dearing….anywho I digress. I'm the oldest of four children, and the only son; so to say that I was in trouble alot would be an understatement (probably the biggest understatement of all time through all of creation,). All us Grady children (or as my father calls us "rugrats",) were born on Isla Nublar at the Cretaceous Clinic here at Jurassic World. I am Jurassic World's Park Liaison Officer and my job is to help coordinate security and direct recovery operations in the event of a breakout here on the island. I work directly with Jurassic World's elite ACU and the Confederate States Armed Forces. Anywho in order to explain this story we need to go back to just after the "I-rex incident" twenty two years ago.
22 YEARS AGO
It was roughly two weeks after the incident at Jurassic World, that my parents Claire and Owen got married. They had settled into married life in the rolling hills of middle Tennessee in the Confederate States of America, where my father took a job as a mechanic and my mother taking a job (after being laid off from work at Masrani Global and Jurassic World) as a party planner. Life was going good for them and my mother had stopped having nightmares. A couple months had gone by since the incident and then something turned their happy life upside down…a letter from a law office in California arrived on a Saturday evening letting them know that Simon Masrani had left the park, the island chain and two hundred and eighty billion dollars to them. The only catch being they had to reopen the park, "spare no expense" and Owen act as Claire's conscious when making large park impacting decisions such as adding new dinosaurs or hiring new employees and the icing on the cake was they had two years from the signing of the deed the island chain to reopen the park.
So my mother and father, after signing the deed to the island chain, flew to Costa Rica within the week after receiving the letter to begin reclamation efforts. Little did they know my mother was pregnant with twins (me and my sister Riley Elisabeth). Within a week they had managed to get ACU together to begin the reclamation efforts to tranquilize rexy, blue and any of the other dinosaurs left alive after the Indominus Rex's rampage, so reconstruction efforts could begin.
Blue and the other raptors capture was easy enough, they were practically waiting for Owen at his bungalow. Blue had been curled up on the porch, Echo was curled up on the dock by the lake (known by us as Lake Jurassic), Delta was curled up beside the trailer under the awning and Charlie was chittering and chasing after lizards on the putt putt golf course Owen had built shortly after moving to the island, when Owen and Claire pulled up in Claire's silver Mercedes. Rexy on the other hand was just as stubborn as ever, the ACU and the park veterinarians on hand tranquilized her with concentrated carfentanyl (VRN-33799)*, then transported her back to the veterinary clinic for carnivores.
The pachys, the gallimimuses, the ankylosauruses and the parasaurolophuses were the hardheaded ones who kept escaping, so ACU put them in individual cages while the fences and enclosures were fixed. Shortly after all the escaped dinosaurs were back in their enclosures, the park was deemed safe and secure enough for construction crews to begin rebuilding the mess that was left on main street and around the park from the I-rex's ill fated attempt at freedom. My mother and father moved into my father's "bungalow" on Lake Jurassic.
After a few weeks my mother began waking up sick and had been sleeping more than usual. My father began thinking that she had some sort of virus, so after feeding blue and the others, he went back to the house, picked up Claire and took her to the clinic to find out what was wrong (despite my mother's complaining that she wasn't sick and "felt just fine").
Dr. Carly Carlson, the resident doctor at the Cretaceous Clinic, ran tests and drew blood. Claire being as impatient as ever began pacing the floor the second the dr. left the room. Two hours later the dr. came back into the room and said "Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Grady, you're pregnant!" my momma nearly fainted and my father looked like he was about to burst with pride and happiness.
Nine months later the park opened and later that night, my sister Riley Elisabeth and I were born a little after midnight on September 29th at the Cretaceous Clinic. Vivian and Lowery visited the next morning and Vivian proclaimed us "Jurassic Babies" and they shared the news of their engagement to each other to my parents. A few days later we were released from the hospital and my mother decided she could do her work from home while taking care of me and my sister. At first everything was fine but tensions began to develop between me and my father, I would flat out refuse to be fed by my father and when I started teething I flat out refused to be held or fed by my father. Then it slowly but surely got worse from there.
When I was two years old, my mother took me and my sister to pick up my father from the raptor paddock for lunch, and being the "adventurous spirit" I was, I got out of the car and hid in the nearby palm trees not far from the main gates of the paddock until my mother and father had their backs turned. Then I snuck into the paddock when some stupid intern left the gate open a crack and the locks jammed shut behind me. Then I ran as fast as my little legs would carry to the ferns and that's when I came face to snout with the prettiest dinosaur I'd ever seen. She was grey with cobalt blue stripes down her back. She looked at me for what seemed like several minutes, then she begun chittering at me and began licking my face. After a minute of licking my face she stopped and started cawing, calling the other three to her. When the sandy colored one that my father called Echo, approached me, she took one sniff and she hissed at me. I smacked her on her snout and said "no! bad waptor!" Echo chittered at me and then walked away from me and towards the fence where my mother, father, Barry and my sister stood talking about something that I couldn't honestly have cared about.
Echo saw my sister standing there holding my father's hand, then echo apparently figured I should be with them instead of inside their territory and began cawing at them to get their attention. Meanwhile I was having fun with my new friends, the three raptors that my father called Blue, Charlie and Delta.