Author's note: Hey :D So I have had this idea in my head for a while know so I've decided to flesh it out and see where it goes. IMPORTANT, PLEASE READ THIS BIT this story is ever so slight AU, the events of Jurassic World still take place HOWEVER for this story, all the raptors survive. Partially because that is how I saw my original story idea and partly because I'm still in denial… but that's not the point. The point is, it that I'm stating that this is a slight AU story. Okay so we all good now? Yes? As usual I have rated for safety, since I'm a little paranoid like that and I don't have a Beta. So, if you have taken the time to read this Author's note then I thank you and I hope you enjoy my story.
The New Baby – Chapter 1
Third person's point of view
Two weeks after the catastrophe with the Indominus Rex finds the park surprisingly busy. Instead of abandoning everything and leaving it to rot as many former guests assumed, many employees actually stayed, the majority being Keepers for the animals and those who worked in the control room. The retailers saw no reason to stay and so left, but the amount of those who stayed was truly astounding. Those who stayed were given the choice of accommodation from the many empty rooms of the resort, and only a few stayed with their original housing. In addition, the people that stayed to work at the park were practically guaranteed a lifetime job and so, once the T-Rex was put back in her enclosure and the Raptors put back in theirs, the work began.
As sad as they were to see so many dead dinosaurs, they decided to keep the meat in order to feed all the carnivores, not bearing to think that the many herbivores died for no reason. The few scientists that remained, once they all signed a contract ensuring that they wouldn't create any more hybrids, were allowed the hatch the remaining herbivore eggs, so that the majority of the herd populations would be replenished.
Another reason that staff were allowed to live on the island is that Doctor Wu still hasn't been found with the dinosaur DNA that he stole and so by having people at the park, should they find live dinosaurs with Wu, then there will be somewhere where they can live a long and happy life.
Owen still has his bungalow but also has a comfortable room next to the Raptor enclosure that he uses more than he thought he would. Barry originally had a room right next to the enclosure and declined a better one, liking his original room just fine as it allowed him to get to the girls quickly in the middle of the night, should they need medical help from him. Claire was moved to a penthouse suite in the resort, allowing her maximum privacy in order to get away from the never ending media calls and lawsuits.
The bosses higher up, whether from the fiasco of the or not, suddenly became more involved. If there was something that a staff member needed to order, it was approved, however, once they truly understood just how loyal and intelligent the Raptors are, they decided that there needed to be more than two people that the giant reptiles trusted or at the very least tolerated. A person was found and hired and Claire was given her orders to inform the rest of the park.
That's what found Claire walking towards the Raptor compound, wondering how Owen was going to react. Walking inside the building, she found Owen and Barry having lunch, the Raptors eating their lunch behind them, on the other side of the wall of course.
Owen spots her first, "Hey Claire, something up?" he asks, noticing her tense expression.
The two men watch her take a deep breath and reply, "You're getting a new Raptor trainer, to help you care for the girls. I just found out this morning from the bosses, and the only information that I was given is that this person is from a military family. I was able to convince them to give this new person a probationary period of six months, so that if at any time you two feel that this new person shouldn't be here, then you can fire them."
The two men think over the information and Barry says, "But presumably, they will continue to send person after person until someone stays."
Claire nods stiffly, "I've tried to get them to talk to you guys about it but they've already made up their minds, I'm sorry that you're not getting a lot of say here" she says, stress clear in her tone.
Owen stands and does his best to calm Claire, Barry moving to make her a cup of tea. The men do their best to ease the obvious headache that Claire was dealing with, assuring her that they would contact the bosses should this new person not work out and that she doesn't have to worry so much.
Their words work and Claire leaves feeling better. As the men watch her drive away, Owen says to Barry, "I hope they're not going to go down the weapon route again."
Barry claps a hand on his shoulder, "I think we need to be a little more optimistic. The fact that they have even managed to convince someone to come to the island, to willingly work with animals that may turn on them at any moment, is something that we shouldn't dismiss."
Owen hums as they both watch the girls through the bars. Said girls, upon seeing their Alpha, trot over and begin chittering and purring, making the men shake their heads in disbelief. Have a bunch of people around, either watching or trying to help and they'll act like terrors. Have them just around Owen and Barry and they're completely different, affectionate and wanting cuddles.
Owen and Barry then spent the next hour talking to the girls, telling them how someone new was going to come and wondering what they were going to be like.
O~O~O
Sirenna's point of view
Packing the last of my stuff, I glance at the three folders that are currently sitting on my desk. The folders are copies of my file; I've been instructed to give them to Claire, Owen and Barry. I think it's weird that I wasn't given last names but whatever, I can do the Sir/Ma'am thing until they say that I can call them by their names.
I look over to the only picture that I plan on taking with me, the only one I have. It's the last picture that I took with both my parents before they died, it's of my University Graduation Dinner. Everyone got all dressed up and it was really fun to do my makeup with my Mum and wear a pretty dress. Being their only child, they always did their best to make sure that they were both able to come to the major events in my life, finding leave if they were on deployment and even going so far as to take unpaid leave. They always said that it was no problem and that they wanted to be there for their little princess.
I smile at the memory and add the picture to my bag, zipping it up once I double check that that's the last thing to be packed.
I sigh and roll my shoulders, putting on my cylindrical necklace and feeling the familiar weight rest at the base of my throat. Walking to my bathroom, I splash my face with water, once again questioning my sanity. Looking at the mirror, I study my reflection.
My fair skin never really tans or burns, it just gets a glow if I'm out in the sun for too long, a trait that I inherited from my Mum while I inherited my dark hair and emerald green eyes from Dad. My hair is soft and wavy and when I let it out, it brushes the base of my waist but I usually have it in one long braid, it just makes things easier. I'm an average height and I like to think that I'm pretty fit. I trained as a gymnast for years and could have even gone to the Olympics but when my appendix burst, I had to take too many weeks off and my coach and I agreed that someone else should take my place. Once I was fully recovered, I didn't have the same desire for that elusive gold medal like the other girls so I decided to leave and pursue other things. Naturally, that makes me flexible too, something that I think might come in handy if I'm to work with Velociraptors.
Turning away from the mirror, I see that I have time for a quick shower before I need to catch my plane. Before I step under the spray of water, I admire my tattoo for a moment. It took ages to fully complete, being such a large and intricate piece. It starts on my left shoulder, follows the curve of my waist and over my belly before finishing above my right knee. It doesn't go onto my back though, which is handy if I want to wear a long sleeved, open-backed dress.
Shaking out of my thoughts I step into the shower, hoping that my degree in animal behaviour and extensive experience with many different animal species will help keep my alive.
O~O~O
The plane only takes me so far and before too long, I'm placed on a helicopter and I'm on my way to the island. When the people around me found out that I took this job, they thought I was crazy, that I had a death wish. They couldn't talk me out of it though, the only thing I have to lose is my life. Being a military brat, we moved around a lot, so I never really had any friends that weren't my pets. I have no siblings, or close relatives and both my parents died in combat over a year ago, after I finished Uni. I'm not leaving behind a boyfriend and I currently have no pets, so I figured that there wasn't a reason for me not to take the job.
Before they died, my parents taught me everything they knew, regardless of if it would get them in trouble. They wanted me to be prepared for anything and everything.
O~O~O
Landing on the helipad, I take my four bags and thank the pilot, before getting out and walking towards a woman in a white outfit and red hair. She leads me inside so that we can talk without having to yell.
Placing my bags down I pull out copy of my file and hand it to her, "Sirenna Tigwell Ma'am, Thank you for having me" I say politely.
She takes it and skims the file, "Claire Dearing" she replies and we shake hands. "If you could get your bags, you're going straight to the enclosure, there's an extra room there for you. If you don't want to stay there then you can have you pick of the empty rooms in the resort."
Her tone suggests that she's sceptical of me but she doesn't grill me so I say, "I'm sure the room near the enclosure with be more than adequate Ma'am, but thank you for the offer."
She doesn't say anything, just leads me down the helipad and to a jeep. I nod to the driver and he nods back. I put my bags in the back of the jeep and climb into shotgun.
Ms Dearing addresses the driver, "Please take Miss Tigwell to the Raptor enclosure before you check out for the day. I'm sure Owen will be able to handle things from there."
The driver nods and she walks back into the building as we head to my new home.
O~O~O
After about five minutes, he stops in front of a massive circular concrete enclosure. I jump out and grab my bags, setting them down beside me. After assuring the driver that I'll be fine from here, he waves and leaves, probably finishing work for the day. I look back to the enclosure before me, noticing trees above the walls and the many security measures. I can hear some talking and what seems to be the Raptors but I'm not 100% sure. I decide to stay where I am rather than go in, lest I'm seen as an intruder by the Raptors. That wouldn't end well for me.
Not even a second later, I hear a crash followed by loud swearing and alarms going off in all directions.
I sigh, "Well, it looks like I'm about to meet everybody" I say out loud, quickly moving my bags to the side a bit more so that they're out of the way.
Remembering all I know about these animals, I kneel down and look at the ground, so that my posture can in no way be mistaken for a challenge. I hear the screeching 'attack' noise of the Raptors getting louder and the almost coughing sound that they make when they call to one another, like 'come here, come now' kind of call. I also hear a few different sets of human footprints along with the Raptors and suddenly I pulled from my position and pushed forward slightly. I look to my sides, keeping my head down as I realise that I've become a human shield…lovely and to a guy judging by the size of the hands.
The Raptors approach us in a semi-circle and I see two men, who I'm guessing are Owen and Barry since they don't look worried and also since I was given a photo of both of them so I knew who I would be working with, give the person behind me a disgusted look. I see Owen look at me and his face says 'stay calm'.
I make myself look as small and as helpless as I possibly can, not very easy given my shield position. I let out a breath and slowly reach for my necklace which is actually a whistle. I press down on one of the bumps and it quietly clicks before I bring it up to my lips and blow. The guy's grip on me tightens as instead of a normal whistle noise, my whistle lets out the 'help' call of a Velociraptor.
The four animals in front of us stop and talk to each other, confused. Owen runs forward, mimicking Raptor behaviour and they take their cues from him, their Alpha. He darts from side to side, acting anxious and they figure out quickly that he's replying to my call for help. Owen looks at me and gives me a hand gesture, as if I was a Raptor and he was giving me a command. I swallow, moving the whistle away as he makes the gesture at me again and gives a shrill whistle of his own. I hope that I have read the situation right when I press on another bump and blow again, this time thrashing as I make a hissing, threating noise.
Owen lunges forward as if to help me and the Raptors behind him follow suit. I hear jeeps pull up behind me as the guy freaks and pushes me forward. I land on the ground and quickly curl up in the foetal position and 'cry' for 'help' to the pack. Owen comes forward and fusses over me as if I was a hatchling before running to the guy and tackling him. I keep calling for 'help' until I feel a reptilian head next to mine and a purring noise right in my ear. I recognise that one of the Raptors is trying to comfort me so I stop, press yet another bump and blow weakly, making an unsure chittering noise, as though I'm a scared hatchling that isn't sure if I'm safe anymore. The Raptor above me crouches over me and I see in my peripheral vison that the other Raptors have formed a defensive barrier around me. I make the unsure chittering noise again and the crouching Raptor purrs again, trying to reassure me. I take a gamble, hoping that my gut feeling isn't lying to me and press another one of the bumps on my whistle and blow again, making a purring noise similar to the Raptor. It curls itself around me like I'm in a nest and purrs and chitters to me. I swallow and rub my head on its' shoulder, purring again before slowing my breathing and going quiet.
I hear Owen growling at the guy, "Accidently opening the doors and running I can understand, but using someone as a shield! What were you thinking?!"
I focus on keeping my breathing even and staying calm, knowing that the Raptors will be suspicious of me if I act differently after I have already calmed down by their attentions. I hear more people cautiously approaching Owen and more doors opening and closing.
After a while the jeeps drive off and one set of footprints heads in my direction, "Good girls" Owen coos. "That's good, that's damn good. Good Blue, Charlie, Echo, Delta, good."
They purr happily at the praise and let him come to me. I raise my head and he praises them again when he sees that I haven't been hurt and he silently says 'trust me'. I nod at him and he holds his palm out flat, slowly coming closer. I realise that he's treating me like a Raptor and asserting that he's the Alpha. I lower my head as much as I can since I'm on the ground and he touches the top of my head. I jump a bit but calm at his voice, just like I'm meant to react. He treats me like a Raptor for a little bit more before he touches my shoulder to get me to stand.
When I do, he walks me to the enclosure. I see Barry picking up my four bags and I smile in thanks, to which he nods and follows behind the pack. Owen goes into the pen with the Raptors and gives them two rats each, showering them with praise, stroking their necks and jaws. It must feel good, if the half-closed eyes and coos from the pack was anything to go by. When the affection stops, the Raptors trot off to the other end of the pen and Owen secures the doors before he and Barry come up to me.
Owen puts his hands in his pockets and grins widely, "You must be the new guy" he laughs.
Barry and I laugh with him and I nod, "I'm not so sure about the 'guy' part of that but yes the big bosses sent me, Sirenna Tigwell" I reply before wincing, "I'm sorry that you weren't given any choice Sir" I add, handing them both their copies of my file.
He shrugs and waves his hand, reading the information, "Not Sir, Owen, this isn't the Military, and I think that they made a good choice, given how you handled meeting the girls for the first time."
Barry nods, "Yes, you handled the situation with a level head, and it saved not only your life but the life of the man behind you and please call me Barry."
I sigh, "Well it's not every day that you're used as a human shield" I muse before shaking my head and adding, "And no problem Barry."
He smiles and gestures for the three of us to head to the kitchen area. I go to grab my bags, only to have the men in front of me beat me to it. I huff for a second before getting an idea, giggling and beginning to jog on the spot, moving in a side to side motion. Owen raises an eyebrow, looking as if he can't believe what he's seeing before I dart forward and swipe at his chest before darting back again. He shakes his heads and Barry holds his hand out for my other bags and Owen hands them over before he starts mimicking my movements. In the corner of my eye, I see the pack watching and I dart at Owen again and he copies my movements but being smaller than him I duck away.
Barry laughs, reading a text message, "Claire wants the two of you in the control room" he says.
Owen and I nod before I laugh again and swipe again. This time when he tries to retaliate, I run down the road turning to see them shaking their head at me.
An almost evil smirk grows on my face as I yell, "What's the matter Navy? Too scared to deal with someone more comfortable on land?"
His mouth drops open as he takes my challenge, "You are on Army Brat!"
I stick my tongue out and turn to start running again, but this time I hear Owen follow and Barry calling out that he'll let Claire know that we're on our way.
O~O~O
Running with Owen is thrilling, I haven't had a chance to make my muscles work this hard in so long. Owen smiles at me, impressed that I can keep up with him. I wink and we jump to the either sides of the road to avoid a fallen tree and see another fallen tree ahead. I push myself harder, my lungs burning, and I race towards the trunk, working out my timing as I jump, land on the trunk and jump off while grabbing the branch above and swinging myself and letting go, causing my to soar for a good three meters before landing and setting off again. I look over my shoulder to see Owen looking gobsmacked, my laughter blowing back to him due to the headwind. When the sound finally reaches him, he snaps out of the daze and chases after me, working extra hard to make up for the lost ground. We continue to race, throwing in Raptor play actions at the same time, because hey I'm practically part of the pack now.
A trip that should have taken us five minutes in a jeep ends up taking us seven but considering the amount of mucking around Owen and I did on the way, I still think it's pretty good. Ms Dearing is outside waiting for us and looks as though she's about to have a heart attack at seeing us run towards the building but her expression quickly becomes confused when she sees us laughing.
Owen finishes the Raptor game by spring-boarding off of a jeep and side tackling me to the ground. The momentum causes us to roll towards Ms Dearing and stop at her feet. Owen doesn't let up his grip on me but naturally, my parents didn't raise a quitter, so I pull every trick that comes to mind. What started as a Raptor game and race, is now a wrestling match. Ms Dearing throws her hands in the air and it's not long before an audience gathers.
We break away from each other momentarily and face off, both of us covered in dirt and breathing hard. Looking over each other, we try and find the weak spot, try and finish the other off. Seeing Owen, knowing that he has more practical experience than me and more endurance for this kind of thing, it doesn't look good for me. One positive is that he doesn't seem to realise just how tired I am. Thinking back to the original game I started, a game that Raptors are known to play within their packs, I smile breathlessly at him and let myself fall to the ground, rolling onto by back and exposing my stomach…showing my submission. My eyes stay open as he stands over me, easily understanding my actions and finally seeing just how physically exhausted I am, that I couldn't have kept fighting if I tried. He finishes the fight by placing his foot on my stomach and making his own version of the chittering noise. I use my whistle to chitter back and follow it up with a purr, sucking up to the Alpha. He makes his own purring sound and moves his foot, and holding out his hand to help me up. I let him pull me up and he claps me on the shoulder.
"Not bad kid, not bad at all" he praises.
I chuckle, "Cool" I say still getting my breath back. "I have my own version of 'Good, that's damn good'."
He winks, "See your learning."
I roll my eyes and gesture to Ms Dearing, "I think your girlfriend is pissed at you Alpha" I comment.
Said girlfriend looks exasperated, "Can we all go inside now? Have you finished her…little…urgh whatever the hell that was?"
I begin brushing dirt off of my clothes and Owen copies me, answering her at the same time, "You could say that it was an initiation for her. The girls like her, she understands them but technically, she hadn't challenged me for the role of Alpha like all the others. Which she just did" he explains, motioning to the ground.
Claire glares at me, "And just how did you sound like a Raptor?" she accuses.
Under my breath I practically snarl, returning her glare, "My necklace" I answer stiffly.
She looks at me as if I've grown another head, "What?!" she snaps.
My words come out as a growl, "I said my necklace, or is your head so far up your ass that you can't understand me?" I pause before adding on sarcastically, "Ma'am."
Owen cuts Ms Dearing off, "How does that thing work anyway, and how many sounds does it make?" he asks, clearly intrigued. I take it off and make sure that none of the bumps are pressed down before I carefully open it up, showing the intricate design inside and then closing it again, presenting that only one bump can be pressed down at a time.
I look up at Owen once I've put it back together again, "There are six bumps" I say, showing him. "And each one makes a different sound." I press the top bump down, "This one is for 'help'" I say before blowing and freaking everyone out at the obvious Raptor noise. Then I press the second one down, "This one is the calling sound" I explain before blowing short breaths and making the coughing sound. Then I press the third bump down, "This one is the aggressive screeching sound" I inform before blowing again and making a few people jump at the eerie noise. Then I press the fourth one down, "This one makes the hiss" I say, clearly hissing when I blow. Then I press down the fifth one, "This one is the clicking" I tell him, blowing soft, then hard, then long and short breaths, mimicking the clicking that the Raptors make before I press down the sixth and final bump. "And this last one makes the purr" I finish, blowing yet again and making the Raptor purring noise. I re-set it so that none of the bumps are pressed down and place it back around my neck.
That's when Ms Dearing goes on full attack, "And just how did you know what sounds they made. That information is strictly classified."
If looks could kill, this bitch would be six feet under, "Tell that to the poor bastards who met the original Raptors" I snap.
She shakes her head and raises her hands, "What are you talking about?"
I huff, "The Raptors currently on this island were not the first, Hammond had three or four when the park was first built and they were killed by the T-rex, remember?" I ask, reminding everyone of that event all those years ago. "Doctor Alan Grant was on this island and he knew and knows, more about the Raptors than Hammond ever did. Not that it's any of your business, but I interned at one of his digs for over three semesters, and took a lot of his classes. When he found out that I took this job and he couldn't talk me out of it, he had this whistle/necklace made for me, saying that he hoped it would save my life and it did."
Ms Dearing clearly doesn't know how to respond and Owen looks a little awed. He turns me so that I'm facing him, "How the hell?" he says, keeping his hands on my shoulders.
Knowing what he means, I explain, "Remember when that kid got lost on the other island, site B? Well before he was lied to and roped into the rescue mission by the kids parents, he was given access to a 3D printer at one of his dig sites. They had just unearthed a Raptor skull and scanned the entire head cavity into the computer, they printed out this weird looking thing that would have been inside the skull of a living Raptor, it was the sound chamber. When they blew into it, it made the noises of the Raptor, making Doctor Grant to remember his time on this island since it was exactly the same. He used that 3D print out to make this necklace for me" I finish.
Owen drops his hands and seems to look at my necklace with longing. Suddenly I snap my fingers and dig through the pockets of my combat pants.
Raising an eyebrow he remarks, "Lose something Army brat?"
I punch his shoulder before opening my fist and dangling a second necklace from my fingers, "Oh so you wouldn't be interested in having one of your own Navy?" I say sassily.
I don't give him time to respond before I chuck it at him. He catches it easily and tries all of the sounds out, "This is awesome, thanks kid" he says, ruffling my head and I bat away his hand, making him laugh.
I stick out my tongue at him, "I have one for Barry too" I say and he grins.
"That's great, he'll love it, and it'll really strengthen the bond we have with the girls" he says, looking over his new toy once more.
I watch him and ask, "So they are all girls?"
He looks up and nods, "When we get back, I'll do the proper introductions but just to let you know, Delta was the one snuggling with you."
My eyebrows raise momentarily and I smile, "I was actually wondering about that, cheers."
"AHEM!"
We look and see Ms Dearing is now seriously pissed. I examine her face and see her eyes going from me to Owen and back again.
"Oh" I say, understanding her hostility. "No offence Ma'am but there's no need to get your panties in a twist, I'm not here to steal your boyfriend, I'm here to help with the Raptors."
She takes a deep breath in through her nose and lets it out forcefully, "Could have fooled me."
My mouth drops open and I look back at Owen, "Is she serious right now?"
He shrugs, "Cut her some slack, it's been a crazy few weeks" he says as he puts the whistle in his vest pocket.
My lip curls up, "I realise that this place went to hell and back recently but I'm not just going to stand here and be used as a verbal punching bag!" I exclaim before looking at the woman in question, "It's clear that you don't like me and that's fine, you don't have to like me, cause I sure as shit can't stand you. Now you called us here for something and have yet to tell us, so now that pretty much everyone can feel the tension in the air, why don't you inform us?"
I see her jaw clench but she says anyway, "You're here because I need a run-down of your time as a shield."
My expression becomes one of exasperation, "Do the security cameras not work around here? When the alarms went off, were you not all watching from the control room? Trying to guess as to if I was going to become Raptor food or not?" I say, restraining myself from saying what I really want to.
Owen sighs, "She has a point, it was all in full view of the cameras" he says apologetically.
She turns her glare to him, "That's not the point, you have to actually say what happened."
I cross my arms over my chest, "Oh really?"
Through clenched teeth she replies, "Yes, really."
I smirk at her, "Then why isn't Barry here?" Her face goes blank and I know I have her, "Uh huh, alright I'm going back to the pen, you two love birds have fun with her jealously issues" I state before offers me some jeep keys. I smile at the kind gesture but say, "No thanks, I'm going to walk back, it'll give me time to calm down. I don't want to show up all tense, it wouldn't be good."
Owen nods at me and I give him a half wave before turning around and heading in the direction of the enclosure.
O~O~O
Once I'm not within viewing range of those I've walked away from, I slow down my pace and take my time. At this rate, it'll take probably twenty minutes to get back to the pen but I don't care, I need to cool off. There is no way that I want to be in a sour mood when I'm near the Raptors again, it's too risky and I don't know them so I can't predict how they'll react. It's just safer for everyone that I walk, particularly for Ms Dearing.
I think back over the argument, proud of myself that I always had an answer and was never lost for words but in the back of my mind, I can hear my parents reminding me that she's still technically my boss, and I shouldn't have been so disrespectful…but at the same time she did have no right to lash out at me.
I sigh, breathing in the fresh air, the irritation beginning to drain away and I roll my shoulders. Not only is this walk helping my mind relax but my body as well. It really has been a long time since I've put it through such an intense workout, I mean Owen and I were full on sprinting for most of our little race and when we wrestled, he didn't hold back just because I'm a girl. That makes me happy, that he's not going to give me special treatment but my body needs this walk, to ease out my muscles and cool them down gently.
When the ache leaves my arms and legs, and my shoulders are once again relaxed, I look at my watch and see that I've been walking for ten minutes, another ten and I should be back. As I reach the fallen tree that I jumped over, I hear a horn beep at me. I stop and turn around, seeing Owen driving towards me in a jeep.
He stops on the side of the road, "Need a lift?" he asks, casually leaning on the steering wheel.
I shrug, "Sure, why not?" I answer, climbing into shotgun before he drives around the tree and down the road. Leaning into my chair I ask, "Is your girlfriend going to fire me?"
He glances at me before looking back at the road, "Nah" he says, "She feels kinda stupid right now and will most likely avoid you for a bit but you're not gonna get fired. That's up to me and Barry." I groan and he laughs, "Relax Army brat, so far you're doing good, you're not going anywhere."
I let out a breath that I hadn't realised I was holding, "So you're not mad at me for snapping at her?"
He shakes his head, "If anything, I think she needs it. Everyone here is still walking a little bit on eggshells and so no one calls her out when she takes out her frustration. But you did and I think that's good for her, I think she's been waiting for someone to call her out on her shit" he explains.
I don't reply as we pull up to the pen and Barry comes out to meet us. The sparkle in his eyes leads me to believe that someone video called him and turned their phone around so that he could see my fight with Ms Dearing but she doesn't say anything.
He does however, help me out of the jeep and says, "So Owen, do you think it's time for Sirenna to officially meet the pack?" He nods and both Barry and I follow him, hearing the girls call out to their Alpha.
He enters the enclosure while Barry and I stay on the other side of the bars. After he gives them all their fair share of attention, he turns around, the Raptors moving to face us as well.
"Alright" he says, placing his hand on the closest Raptor, "This here is my Beta, her name's Blue. She keeps everyone in line and has a weakness in the form of scotch finger biscuits." Blue chitters at me before Owen moves to touch another one. "This one here is Charlie, she's the most playful of the bunch and has more energy than the energizer bunny." Charlie whines and turns to look at Owen before looking back at me. He goes to another, "Here's Delta, and you met her a bit before. She nestled around you and can be a bit of a sook when cuddles are involved." Delta purrs at me, obviously recognising me. Then he goes to the last Raptor, "And this girl here is Echo, she can be pretty cheeky and she jumps quite a bit. She'll try and reach you if you're on the overhead walkways" he finishes and Echo playfully snaps her jaws but does nothing else.
Beside me Barry says, "Well?"
I can only look at the Raptors, "They're beautiful."
Owen grins with pride, "You worked with reptiles before?"
I take my eyes off of Blue and look at him, "Yes, I've had lizards and Snakes over the years and usually had to give them to sanctuaries when we had to move towns" I say.
He nods a few times, "Well you're pretty lucky with how you initially met them and it's obvious that you've done your homework" he comments and I nod. "I doubt that they'll listen to you, you're too far down the pecking order but at least you're on the peaking order" he adds and I nod again.
Barry turns to me and I meet his eyes, "Yes, in fact, due to your actions and Owen's for that matter, to the girls you are a new hatchling in the pack, the new baby."
Author's note: This turned out to be way longer than I originally planned it to be but I actually like how it's turned out. Truth be told, I'm so excited about this story. Even before I had ever heard of the Jurassic Park films, Velociraptors were always my favourite kind of dinosaur, I could never get enough of reading about them. I've only seen Jurassic World once so I'm being careful with how I write Claire, Owen and Barry. Basically, if I've managed to get something like a movie to play out in your head as you read this, then I'm happy. Cause that means that you're seeing it the way I am! :D Anyway, please leave me a review to let me know how I did! Until next time, Bye!