We traveled to Jurassic World in a company-owned ferry taking workers to and from the island. Tibbers stood at the edge of the rail looking out at the water. I'm sure he was thinking about taking his chances swimming to shore as opposed to being around so many humans. I might have put serious thought into joining him if he had dared such a bold jump.

Claire said the park wasn't open to the public yet, so naturally I expected most attractions to be under construction with plenty of people around to work on building everything. While theme parks didn't particularly interest me, the dinosaur part was intriguing. Animals were a love of mine, I didn't mind if the ones in question were a few million years old.

Isla Nublar came looming over the horizon like a gentle giant. From a mile or so away I noticed a huge set of steps and welcome signs. Where I thought there would be construction workers building the park, there was no one. Claire awkwardly held Tibbers' leash as I struggled to limp up the stairs in my obnoxious boot cast. She had offered to carry my suitcase, but I politely declined. I broke a light sweat that made me greatful for the air conditioning once we reached the monorail.

Tibbers stayed between my legs whimpering during the ride and I was so busy worrying over him that I didn't notice most of the scenery pass by. I looked up just in time to see the gates opening for the monorail. The awe was all over my face. It wasn't difficult to recall pictures from the news of how the same entrance looked at the original Jurassic Park; the story had gone viral not long after the incident.

What was beyond the gate was the eerie part: a finished theme park sat almost completely empty. The restraunts were already open for business, but the action was limited aside from that.

"Most of the dinosaurs haven't hatched yet. Mr. Masrani, the owner, wanted construction finished in advance," Claire explained as if she had read my thoughts.

My sister led me to a building behind the gigantic hotel that was identical to the first in everything but size. Instead of a lobby, the apartment building had a makeshift mailroom and a desk with an absent owner. Thankfully, there was an elevator as opposed to more stairs. Tibbers whined about the unfamiliar feeling of rising several floors, but I didn't pity him after the struggle I had on the first set of steps. Each vibrantly colored door in the hallway was identical except the printed numbers on the doorways.

The inside of the apartment looked like a designer had taken residence in my sister's home. Every piece of furniture was perfectly coordinated and every color in the room was neutral, but pretty. Once again I was lucky enough to have a room designated to sharing with Tibbers. Upon seeing my perfectly furnished space, I thanked Claire for letting me stay with her and hugged her tightly. The discomfort was easily visible on my sister's face, but she returned my embrace in her own cold way.

Claire's phone rang and she stepped outside my bedroom to answer the call. Then I noticed the only thing I didn't like about the apartment: all the windows faced the back of the hotel. I tossed my suitcase onto the bed and tugged open the zipper.

"Kali I have to get going. I'll be back around seven tonight," Claire explained.

I waved at her without looking up from unpacking my bag. She needed no more goodbye than that. The front door shut a few seconds afterward. With a mischevious grin, I leaned toward the window and watched Claire until she disappeared from my sight.

Within minutes I was out the door carrying only my cell phone and a few dollars for food. There wasn't any real plan, I just wanted to explore the resort. I searched the tank that all the buildings were centered around, but I couldn't see anything living in the water. From the way the thousands of seats were aligned, some sort of show was going to take place there. The set up reminded me of the shows done at SeaWorld and I cringed a little before moving on.

The t-rex paddock was fairly large, but I spotted her within a few moments of being in the tube hallway that led straight through the enclosure. If there had been any real trees on the inside, the t-rex had flattened them until only scrubby short foliage remained. Deep white scars lined her neck and back where a smaller opponent had jumped her in the distant past.

I proceded to explore until I ran out of attractions with life in them- which took the majority of my day even though half of the dinosaurs hadn't hatched yet. By the time I finished looking around, I was hungry. Dairy Queen sounded good, so I went in and ordered a meal that could probably feed two people with average appetites. As I was walking away from the counter with a tray full of food, I almost bumped into a chubby man with graying hair.

"Aren't young women suppose to watch their weight?" the man questioned as he stared at the large order I carried.

"Aren't old geezers suppose to take viagra and pretend they know what attractive women look like?" I hissed with a slight glare.

The seat nearest the windows had my name on it. Maybe the theme park wasn't empty enough after all. Reguardless, I dug into my meal and enjoyed every last bite. Although I hadn't been able to run in months, track was the sole root of my eating capabilities. I leaned back against the chair to give my food a chance to digest. For a moment, I glanced down at my disappearing six-pack as if it would turn to fat that second. Maybe the geezer was right, I should lay off the gigantic meals before people start asking me if I'm pregnant, I thought to myself.

With that thought in mind, I glanced out the window and spotted one of the few attractions that I hadn't visited: the hatchery. I sauntered over and tried the glass front door, which was conveniently unlocked. It must be alright to go inside then, I thought to myself. Everything was white, clean, and sciency, much like a hospital. The entire place looked like a shot from a science fiction movie set. Eggs as small as a finger nail or as large as a mini refrigerator sat under heat lamps with qr codes printed on the shells. Scientists were working in several of the rooms, oblivious to me exploring the empty halls.

Eventually I came to a lab that was unlike the rest; there were no scientist droves doing odd jobs or an abundance of unborn dinosaurs all over the place. Instead there was only one heat lamp with four fist-sized eggs beneath it. A little voice in my head said I shouldn't go for a closer look, but my curiousity won out. Yet another door that wasn't meant to be unlocked was left open probably by careless mistake.

A soft tapping noise greeted my ears as I wandered toward the heat lamp. I made a full circle around the eggs, but there were no cracks in the shells. All four seemed to vibrate and shake as the little creatures inside moved.

Suddenly a pig like noise came from one corner of the lab and I almost fell over my injured leg trying to turn toward the sound. Thankfully, it was only a snore from an unkept brunette man sleeping in a stiff-looking chair. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I retreated behind the heat lamp. The soft taps soon became rough thumps and tiny cracks appeared on the surface of two of the eggs.

Butterflies of excitement swelled up in my chest as little claws appeared from within the shell, then tiny green legs, then noses and sharp teeth. Before I had a chance to process the reality of what I was seeing, two bright green baby raptors had rolled out of their eggs to peer at me through big inquisitive eyes that they would have to grow into. In the pictures I recalled, the dinosaurs had dull boring skin, but the raptors definitely differed. Everything about them was friendly, vibrant, and child-like. The two babies made a strange noise that reminded me of the way cats purr.

Within a few moments, another egg began to crack so violently that it thumped against the glass of the heat lamp. The noise woke the man sleeping in the corner and he began to stretch. I ducked behind the lamp as best I could with my injured leg. Suddenly I remembered I wasn't suppose to be there and eyed the door. It was then I realized why the scientists hadn't noticed me before: the inside of the lab was made of one-way glass. I stared into my own reflection with wide nervous eyes, hoping the man would be too preoccupied with the hatching raptors to notice me.

The man spoke to the raptors in a gentle tone that gave me hope that he might not have me arrested for being there. He was obviously excited to see two of the dinos already born and two on the way. The way he acted betrayed the exhausted state he was in. Breaking eggshells dominated his voice until each of the four babies had broken free. For the longest he watched them from where he stood while he talked to them. He eventually got into a conversation with himself about naming the raptors. The last out of her egg was easy to decide, he immediately called her Blue. Charlie took him about fifteen minutes to pick out, a quarter of an hour that he debated with himself. Finally it came down to naming my raptors. I found myself shaking my head or cheering about the suggestions I did or didn't like, even though I knew he couldn't see me. Echo and Delta were my favorites out of the hour he spent spitting names into the air. Strangely enough, the man called the raptors those very names. I celebrated with cheers and silent clapping.

In yet another moment where I'd forgotten how serious the circumstances could get in a couple of seconds, the door opened and a pair of emerald contacts met my startled eyes. As if she had never seen me, the scientist met the man beside the heat lamp and took in the sight of the baby raptors.

"They're cute. Got names yet?" she questioned.

The overly excited man pointed out each one with its new label. The woman nodded at every name in approval.

"I heard these guys have been at it since nine yesterday night when some idiot called you in early. Go home and get some sleep for today," she declared.

"Thanks Danny," he replied with a yawn. It was the first I had noticed him get tired after he woke up to such excitement. I scooted around the heat lamp as the man headed for the door.

"Hey Owen, wait," she called after him. He stopped and glanced back from his position in the half open doorway.

"Leave your shirt, they need to get to know your smell," the woman explained. The grungy man tugged off his t-shirt to reveal tone muscles and naturally tanned skin. Even though he looked like someone dragged him straight out of a biker bar, the dude was undeniably attractive.

"I knew you wanted me out of my clothes," he quipped before he tossed his shirt at her giggling face and left.

A few seconds passed before I glanced up to meet the colored contacts judging me from several feet away. Only then did I notice her matching mint hair and dark creamy skin that would have clashed on almost anyone else. She was beautiful, colorful, but she also didn't sell me out, which made her twice as cool in my book.

"Nobody has ever broke into the Jurassic World hatchery," she said.

I prepared myself for whatever consequences the woman could think up.

"I like your spark... and your hair is pretty nice too. Want to see something else cool or are you done sneaking around for today?" she asked.

The shock was splattered all over my expression and the look on my face caused her to burst into a fit of laughter. For a few moments she tried to suppress her giggles as she dropped the man's shirt to the raptors and offered out a hand to help me off the floor. Reluctantly I let her pull me up, still suspicious that she was going to have me sent away from the island.

"My name is Danielle by the way, but everyone just calls me Danny," the woman announced as she shook my hand that she took to help me up.

"Kali Dearing. I just got to Isla Nublar this morning and I didn't really have anything to do while my sister was at work, so I thought I'd look around," I explained.

"You're Claire's little sister?" Danny asked. I nodded without questioning how she knew my sibling.

"I don't know her personally, but she's hot," Danny exclaimed with a grin.

"She isn't attracted to anything living or breathing," I stated as a cringe effortlessly spread across my features. My sister dating was a disgusting idea; Claire was less involved with people than I was.

Danny looked a little disappointed at this new found information, but she picked right back up. I was watching the raptors snuggle into the shirt as their claws tore into the material when Danny tugged me out of the lab by my arm. Echo and Delta stared after me as I was half dragged to the hallway and I couldn't help feeling guilty about leaving them.

"You gotta see this other thing I have in the lab right now. None of the scientists can appreciate how awesome it is," Danny gushed.

She rushed into another mostly empty room with me at her side. Three men in lab coats sat around the edges of a kid's pool with clipboards and each of them glanced up when the door came flying open.

"Take a break guys, I got it from here," Danny announced. The three men rose to leave and two were out the door when the last one looked at me through elevator eyes.

"Who's this?" he asked with a stare in my direction.

"Claire's little sister. She just got here this morning, I'm giving her a tour of the hatchery," Danny proclaimed, almost proudly.

After that we were left alone with a kid's pool that made splashing noises every couple of seconds. I peered over the edge to see what appeared to be a baby crocodile with flippers instead of legs casually paddling in lazy circles. It wasn't much bigger than the raptors if you didn't count the tail. The urge to pick up the strange little creature came over me like a wave and Danny stared in my direction as if she was reading my mind.

"Don't tell anybody, but I usually sit in the pool with her at night when most people have gone home. I named her Mosa."

I glanced at her little teeth that already looked sharp enough to pierce flesh.

"Doesn't she bite you?" I questioned.

"Sometimes, but she isn't big enough to do any serious damage yet," Danny explained.

Danny pulled up the sleeve of her lab coat to reveal a couple of bad tattoos and several scabbed over bite marks that were still a puffy pink. Some of her wounds looked like they were deep. She rolled her sleeve back into the neat state it started out in.

"How big will she get?" I asked curiously.

"You seen the tank in the middle of the resort?"

I nodded in response without fully connecting the dots in my head.

"It's for Mosa," Danny clarified.

Suddenly Mosa was only cute because of her age and it scared me a little to think such a tiny creature could grow to the size of a whale.

"You should come see her one night before she outgrows visitation," Danny concluded without specifying the meaning behind the statement. I hoped she didn't mean Mosa could seriously hurt someone, but we were talking about a dinosaur.

Once the men came back from their break, Danny showed me several of the less impressive dinosaurs that were mostly a few days old. During the entire tour, I caught my thoughts drifting back to the two raptors that were the first babies I had seen crawl out of their eggs. Danny never ran out of hype for the animals in her lab and I could tell we were going to be great friends.

Eventually it was time to leave for the evening. I promised Danny I would put in a good word with Claire and wished her an easy night with Mosa. Sunset threw brilliant colors across the sky above the empty park. The sounds of my raptors echoed in my head as I walked to Claire's apartment. I thought my sister might be upset that I left without her permission, but I found that she hadn't made it home by seven after all.

Tibbers had waited patiently for my return, partially because he wanted dinner. I put on a rock playlist while I made dinner for three. I ate with the mutt and put Claire's away for later. The couch called my name, but Tibbers decided to sit on me feet to whine.

"What?" I asked irritably. He knew it was annoying when he sat on things I needed.

The mutt didn't budge, but instead whined again.

I rolled my eyes and maneuvered around him. Before I noticed what he was doing, he ran under my feet as I walked. Knocking me face down onto the floor was definitely effective in getting my attention, but it wasn't productive other than that. Lazily, I flipped onto my back and stared up at Tibbers, who took a seat on my stomach.

"Can you not?" I asked in a sarcastic tone.

Suddenly I realized I hadn't unpacked my bag with Tibbers' favorite toy inside. I tried to get to my feet, but the mutt was heavy and stubborn.

"Get off," I commanded as Tibbers climbed off of me.

Tiny whines and pouts followed my feet every step to my suitcase. I dug through my clothes to produce the awkwardly proportioned blue teddy bear that was missing an arm. Tibbers was immediately cheered up and took the toy from me like a small child.

"Six years old and still a puppy," I snorted to myself. Despite my sass, there was no denying how cute his behavior was.

I returned to unpacking my clothes into my closet until there was only a bulging envelope in the bottom of the bag. The content was no mystery to me, so I opened it and dumped a hollow little object into my palm. Elise had given the resonating chamber to me the night before I left. Back then I had no idea I would actually find out what a raptor would sound like up close.

Out of curiosity, I held the chamber to my lips and blew. The strange sound that was produced was much deeper than the baby raptor's purrs and chirps. I felt like a child that discovered a new infatuation and I quietly wondered if Danny would let me see Echo and Delta the next morning.


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