Chapter 2: Mother

The sun had risen earlier than many had anticipated, with the roosters' cuckooing waking up everyone in the hotel. Owen moaned in tiredness, not wanting to get out of his bed just yet, but Claire had a complete contrast to his behaviour, immediately waking up at the slightest glimpse of light that penetrated through her eyes. She got out of her bed, putting on flats, which reminded her the comforting feel that her heels didn't offer her at the park, especially after outrunning a T-rex in them. Nevertheless, she put on a grey tank top along with a loose grey skirt and went to the bathroom to comb her hair.

It had been one week since the battle of Isla Nublar and it wouldn't take much for it to constantly haunt Claire whenever she tried to sleep. Nevertheless, she brushed her teeth and went back to her room to check her phone for any messages. She heard a voicemail from her older sister Karen.

"Hey Claire, how's it going? I hope things are working out for you and Owen. Now I just want you to know that Zach and Gray along with every one of us thank you with all of our hearts for taking responsibility for your actions and doing what was right for the everyone's safety. Mom would've been very proud. Dad is doing fine too, and he's very stable right now. Come and visit us when you're out of the hotel alright? Love you."

A tear fell from Claire's eye, reminding her of a very dark moment in her life. Two years before she started working in Jurassic world her mother was diagnosed with lung cancer and after a seven month battle, she succumbed to her conditions and passed away. That was another thing that traumatized her, forcing her to do everything she could in order to succeed in her life. Immediately as the thought came in, she had a flashback to that sad night. Karen was just about to graduate university and Claire was still looking for a business that would suit her in her life.

The two sisters were in the waiting room of a very intensive caring hospital in Chicago. Claire was clutching to her sister, hoping that they would expect good news whilst their father was waiting in the room. All of a sudden, a nurse came out of the door, causing the two to look at her with worriedness. "Claire, Karen, your mother wants to see you. She has something to say." At that moment, Claire dashed into the room with Karen following her. As they entered in, they saw their father looking down at the bed that their mother was in. Claire looked down with tears ready to pour from her eyes. "Claire, Karen?" she coughed. "Yes mom?" replied Karen, holding her mother's hand with tears in her eyes as well. "I just want you to know, that nothing was more important to me in my life than my two beautiful daughters. From the minute you two were born, I could see a future brighter than anything I could imagine, and I knew you would persevere for the greatest things you could accomplish in your lives. I… love…. you." She closed her eyes as life left her with a sigh. "Mom? No. No no no." Claire sobbed as she clutched to her sister who was also sobbing. Soon enough, the floodgates opened and they both started crying simultaneously in each other's embrace, knowing they would never see their mother again.

The flashback ended as another tear fell from Claire's eye. Ever since that day, she strived for success, looking over those she loved and making sure that she could find her place in the world. Soon enough, she thought working in a theme park full of dinosaurs that once shut down, but then reopened would be a great idea and for the time it was. But she would once again find herself in a predicament knowing that instead of spending time with her two nephews, she would only think about her business and success, which led to her park's downfall and destruction. But was it all really over?

After a couple of moments of sentimentality she got up and went to Owen's room to wake him up. She knocked onto his door. "Who is it?" Claire decided that she'd joke around with him and answered, "It's Blue!" Owen opened the door, looking unamused. "Really? That's like… completely unoriginal." Claire stared blankly, wondering why he couldn't take a joke. "I'm going to go downstairs for breakfast. Oh and put on deodorant too." She left, leaving him to smell his armpits in confusion.

Claire arrived in the front lobby, walking to the buffet for food. She had found a table for her and Owen and decided to save it, hoping she could spend some time with him.

But she was completely unaware that two men were looking for her. As she was texting Owen to tell him to come down, she looked up at one of them saying, "Excuse me. Would you happen to be Claire Dearing?" It was Alan Grant, and Ian Malcolm.