Title: Migration

Summary: 3 years after Sorna Levine now teaches a university class, and gets the ironic taste of life as Malcolm when one of his students begins to ask question about new 'lizard-like' creatures appearing in the Costa Rican coastlines.

Characters: Bucky (OC), Levine, Some Grant and even less Malcolm.

Pairing: None really

Prologue

"Palaeontology," Richard Levine began, "Is a study of fossils and their related remains," He paused again, apparently for effect, "Those of you who are taking this case based on rumours of 'lost worlds' are, sadly, mistaken." It had taken Ian Malcolm at least a year to convince Levine it was best to keep silent, but he still felt dirty and sick when he denied those creatures, their amazing sounds and behaviour. He could still feel their presence in his dreams, his nightmares. He hated the government, they found it, Isla Sorna was, no longer, a chance to discover the reasons behind the mass extinctions. Levine cursed it every day, cursed the pilot, cursed the bombs, and cursed the men who gave the orders.

"Dr. Levine?" One of his students prompted, "Are you okay?" It was Bucky Hamilton, he'd started the course last year but was unable to finish when he went through a family tragedy. Bucky was still younger then most of the other students, possibly still nineteen. Levine had actually been 'upset' when Bucky had stopped coming to lessons, he was the only of his student who had a clue, who wasn't just taking it for the degree. In physical terms Bucky was quite slim and slender, he looked like he had next to no muscle on him at all, and his hair was a wild blond mess, hidden under a dark green cadet hat.

"Yes, sorry about that." Levine cleared his throat and gave a quick nervous smile before returning to his speech. "You won't be flown of in helicopters to explore jungles, or dig in the badlands. You will be spending probably at least twenty percent of your time in libraries, or at lectures. I urge you to attend as many as you can from now till you graduate, they may go over your head at first but soon you'll see the benefit in attending. And I don't mean just palaeontology lectures; anything linked is a good place to start. Extinction has been looked at from all sides, even the mathematical, attend a lecture on chaos or nonlinear equations, it could prove useful." Most of his students were now a little more then confused, luckily for them, the lesson was ending. They all stood up and stuffed the few things they had on their desks in to bags, and then shuffled away from Levine as quickly as they could. "Bucky, I'd like to speak to you." Bucky stopped in the door way and turned. He was smiling widely. "I'm glad you came back, a lot of people wouldn't have." Levine said blandly, Bucky nodded, unsure whether to say thank you or just leave. "I was sent a letter about an internship for a student, to go up to the badlands dig sight with Allan Grant for a while. I doubt you'd be interested but you're the only one this year who could possibly pretend they know anything." Bucky's eyes widened, Grant was an inspiration, the reason he got in to palaeontology was because of Grant's books. Levine knew this, but his own hatred of Grant's theories stopped him from being happy that Bucky would get the chance to study with his 'mentor'. "So, you're interested?" Levine asked, in a monotonic fashion. Bucky just nodded, amazed and unable to speak. "It means you'll be missing two weeks of my lessons. You'll have to catch up or you'll fail the semester, we can get through a lot in two weeks. I'll just go get the forms for you." Levine walked over to his desk and opened the top draw, after rummaging and finding nothing he went one down. A few seconds later he handed a pack of papers to his student.

"Thanks Doc." Bucky grinned and trotted out of the class room. He knew Levine didn't like Grant but he didn't care, Levine was just his professor, nothing special, Grant was. Normally Bucky didn't believe rumours but the ones about Grant's encounters with actually dinosaurs on Isla Sorna had just captured him. They'd also got him looking in to the mathematician Ian Malcolm, and the paleobotanist Ellie Sattler. He looked at all links between them, and was surprised to find Levine's name pop up when he was looking at Ian Malcolm's information. He'd wanted to ask Levine about them but knew that he could get in trouble, and loose what little credibility he had in asking his professor 'did you see real dinosaurs on some island with Ian Malcolm.' Though his want to ask this had been growing sense a friend of his who studied down in Costa Rica had started telling him of 'lizard-like creatures' showing up along the beaches, the same ones reported to have peaked Levine's interest in the area first. He supposed he could try to get a detailed report and then relay its description on to Levine, not mentioning its source, hoping he could name the species, but it was hard to even get to see the creatures for more then a few minutes before they were burnt.

Later that evening Bucky filled out the forms, his roommate hovering nearby, waiting for him to put the pen down so they could go out.

"Hurry up!" Tyler complained; he was young man with thick black curly hair and darker tanned skin. He and Bucky had been friends for a while but they still didn't like to spend time alone together, they preferred to go get drunk at parties and find their way back the next day.

"I wanna get smashed to, just wait a minute, I really wanna go to this internship." Tyler growled under breath and stomped angrily around for a few minutes before falling silent and just throwing things at Bucky while he wrote. "The more things you throw the longer I'll take." Bucky threatened, like a mother to an annoying toddler. He dotted an 'i' and put his pen down. He got up and turned to Tyler with a grin on his face, "let's go get drunk!" He announced to a suddenly happy again Tyler as he grabbed his coat and headed to the door.

"Nice of you to join us." Levine smiled as Bucky literally stumbled in to the class room. Bucky smiled sheepishly and took a seat a few rows back, noisily unpacking his things. "I was just about to open the class to group discussion. We're focusing on how the more recent discoveries, such as the Therizinosaurus, have affected our views on earlyer discoveries. Bucky, I'm repeating this for you, pay attention." He said sternly, tapping Bucky's desk with a ruler as he walked up the isle between the seats.

"They don't." Bucky snorted at the idea. "I mean, why would they? It's more common for what we've found in the past to influence are future recordings, not the other way around."

"But what if we found a full skellington of a previously incomplete specimen, wouldn't it change our records? Perhaps we'd found an adolesent and claimed it was adult, perhaps we'd thought it had a skull similar to a raptor but it turned out more like a barionix. Wouldn't these effect the way we look at all past findings?" Lavine asked, quite annoyed at how quickly Bucky had dismissed his question.

"Yeah… I guess." Bucky sighed angrily, not saying anything else for the rest of the lesson, just listening to the rest of his class blast theories and conspiracies at each other. At the end of the lesson Levine asked him to stay behind.

"What, may I ask, is wrong with you today?" Yous show up over ten minutes late, disturbing the class, and then you bring up some close minded crap? I'm not sure Grant knows what he's getting him self in to. Anyways, he called this afternoon, he got your forms. Saya you stand out, I think he may be leaning towards you for the job." Levine smiled when he saw that Bucky had been paying attention.

End of chapter

Okay there are probs many spelling mistakes, my spell check decided to dissapear half way through… any who tell me what you think so far, please, and weither or not I should even bother to continue writing it…