Here I go again! This is just going to be where I post some prompts, drabbles and one shots. These stories just pop in my head and I figured I'd share! Warning to some: Some stories will be explicit. I will post the rating with each story. As always happy reading and please review!

Happy Halloween, Babe

Summary: Maisie's first Halloween with Owen and Claire. Set after JW: Fallen Kingdom.

Halloween has always been my least favorite holiday. Even as a kid, I never understood the irony of taking candy from a stranger being ok for just one night. If it wasn't for my parents or my sister I would have much rather stayed in and read.

While working at Jurassic World I was forced to attend the annual employee Halloween party. Every year I went as the same thing: a witch. This always got a riot from certain employees that called me one on a daily basis and for others it proved to them I knew how to be sexy and held a sense of humor.

Now here I stand, starring at myself in the mirror, painting on whiskers to match my sleek black cat getup.

If it wasn't for Owen and Maisie guilting me into a DPG Halloween fundraiser, I'd be curled up on the couch reading my favorite book. The only reason that got me into this cat outfit was the fact that Maisie has never celebrated the holiday.

Owen, on the other hand was like a kid, spending months trying to come up with the best costume. He was always the life of the Halloween parties in Jurassic World. Then after the downfall of the park, he spent the next two Halloweens we were together, trying to get me to dress up with him. This time I let him win knowing it was just as important to Maisie.

She's been with us for four months, the three of us living out of my apartment until Owen's cabin is finished. We settled into a comfortable family routine rather quickly. Though Owen and I still tend to bicker most of the time, it's on a much lighter note than before. The diamond ring glistening in the light from the bathroom on my left ring finger proves that we are never letting the other go again.

"Rawr!" Maisie barged into the bathroom in a full velociraptor costume.

I screamed and jumped away from her, gripping my chest to try and get my heart rate back to normal. "Jeez, Mais!"

"I got you!" She managed to say through her fit of hysterics.

Owen stood behind her laughing just as hard as she was. "Good job, kid." he clapped her on the back.

"I hate Halloween." I grumbled.

Maisie stalked away to attack something in the living room while Owen stepped into the bathroom and kicked the door shut.

His arms slipped around my waist. "How can you hate a holiday where you can basically wear lingerie out in public and it's ok?" He stepped away from me letting his eyes rake my body from my black velvet choker, down to my silk black dress, and finally stopping at my fishnet stockings. "Damn," he sighed, bringing his hazel eyes back up to meet mine. He pressed his lips to the spot on my neck where he knew I'd go weak in the knees. "Can we just lock ourselves in our room for the night?"

I closed my eyes, bringing my arms up to wrap around his neck. My left hand moving up to take a fist full of hair at the back of his head. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips. If it was something we knew how to do well, it was drive the other crazy. Sometimes it was a curse more than a blessing. I cleared my throat to try and find my voice. "Owen," I tried to sound stern, but it came out as a whimper. He took that as a plead to continue. He moaned into my neck, bringing his lips down to my shoulder and nipping my skin. "Stop!" I panted and brought my hands down to push lazily against his chest.

"Come on, I can be quick. Especially when you look like this." He said and crushed his lips against mine.

I let him kiss me for a moment, almost letting my own desires take over, but the nine-year-old girl banging around the living room brought me back down to earth. Breaking the kiss, I giggled when Owen jutted out his bottom lip and whimpered. I leaned in to peck his pout. "Later, big guy."

His eyebrow raised and he threw me my favorite crooked smile. "I get to go trick or treating?"

I laughed and nodded. He brought his lips to my neck again and I jumped away. "You don't behave and I'll give you more tricks than treats."

His laughter echoed through the bathroom. "I'll try my best."

I reached behind him and opened the bathroom door. "Go get changed." With a childish grin he ran towards our room.

Finishing up my makeup and pitting my headband in place, I met Maisie in the living room. She had the couch cushions thrown about and was standing on the now bare couch. I raised an eyebrow and she froze, ready to leap from the couch to the mound of cushions. "What happened here?" I asked.

"I was hunting." She leaped off the couch to stand in front of me.

"Clean that up, we have to get going." She did as I asked, placing the last cushion on the couch just as Owen emerged from the bedroom.

"You're a skeleton!" Maisie cheered when she saw him.

"Ready to go?" I asked the two giddy kids standing before me. Owen and Maisie bounced with excitement. I rolled my eyed.

The party was at a banquet hall not too far from the apartment, so we decided to walk, letting Maisie do a little trick or treating on the way. When we arrived at the party we were one of the first ones there since I was the head of the DPG, I wanted to make sure I was there to greet as many guests as I could.

Maisie clung to Owen's side when she realized the large group of people that were forming around us. With the media coverage after the incident at the Lockwood Estate, nothing was ever released about him having a granddaughter. Everyone besides Zia and Franklin thought she was Owen's since they both entered my life at the same time. She's come to the DPG office with me a few times, but this was the largest crowd she has been around in what I now believed to be since forever.

I made my rounds around the room, thanking those who donated. The night stretched on and the open bar helped the room relax and gave some confidence to let loose on the dance floor.

"Hey, pussy cat!" I hear someone call out as I made my way across to dance floor. My eyes were locked on Owen talking to Franklin by the bar. "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty." The voice called out again. I turned to see who was going to get knocked out for beckoning me like that. "Claire Dearing," he sighed and took my hand.

"And you are?" I asked, watching him sway off beat to the music.

"Names Branden, I've been a long time supporter of the DPG. You're a powerful woman, you are. I like it."

I couldn't help but laugh at him. I knew it was the alcohol talking. "I appreciate your support. Have fun tonight." I went to pull my hand out of his, but he tightened his grip and reached for my hip with the other hand.

"Dance with me?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," I apologized and tried to step away from him. "I'm—"

I was cut off by Owen's lips on mine. How he got between Branden and I so quickly I couldn't tell. The taste of beer heavy on his lips. By the time I found the will to break away from the kiss, Branden had disappeared.

"Aw," I pouted. "you probably broke is heart."

"Good, poor guy had it coming to him anyway. Surprised you didn't knock him out for calling you a pussy cat."

I shrugged. "He was innocent."

He leaned down to kiss me again. "You have anything to drink tonight?" He asked, licking his lips. "You don't taste like it."

I shook my head. "I've been mingling."

Owen led me over to the bar and I searched the room while he ordered for us. "Where's Maisie?"

Without looking, he pointed to the corner of the room where a bunch of kids were sitting. "She's been there for about twenty minutes. They're trading candy."

I took my drink from Owen and smiled as I watched her. "Glad she's making some friends."

The night went on even more perfect than I could imagine. Turns out Owen was right, people like any excuse to party and we raised almost three thousand dollars by just hosting a Halloween party.

Owen's arm was tight around my waist as we walked home, Maisie, now exhausted held my hand. We made it back to the apartment and I helped Maisie out of her costume and into bed.

"Thank you," she smiled and reached up to poke one of the ears on my headband. "tonight was the best night ever."

I giggled. "Glad you had fun." I leaned down to kiss her forehead and her eyes closed, giving in to sleep.

Walking into my bedroom, I kicked my heels off and looked towards the bed, half expecting Owen to be passed out. To my surprise, the bed was empty. I jumped when the door shut behind me and locked.

"Trick or treat!" Owen grinned and his hands gripped my hips, backing me up until the backs on my knees hit the mattress.

"Can I at least get this makeup off my face?" I complained when he pressed my shoulders down so I was sitting on the bed.

"No way, tonight we do things my way."

Though I was never one to surrender being dominated, Owen was having way too much fun. Plus it was hard to deny him anything when he was already shirtless. "Happy Halloween, Babe." he whispered against my skin.

"I love Halloween," I moaned when his lips set my skin on fire wherever they traveled.