Chapter 2

Sasha and Owen were sat down at a corner booth inside the 'Brachiosaurus Buffet'. It was the recommended breakfast place for tourists, and came in meal packages, making it extremely busy in the mornings. But the staff knew them, and placed them as far away from the crowds and tables of bustling tourists. They headed up to the buffet line, where parents were slapping their kids' hands away from plates and desserts, and others just looked exhausted.

"Looks like a big influx today." Owen commented, picking up a plate from the mile-high stack.

"I talked to Lois from the ticket gate yesterday, and she said today and tomorrow are some of the biggest sales of the year. The first Vulcanodon egg is due to hatch today." Sasha said, using a spatula to put a ham and cheese omelet on her plate. Owen wrinkled his nose at it; he wasn't a fan of eggs. Instead, he served himself two biscuits and covered them in gravy, along with a large cup of orange juice. At the end of the line, one of Sasha's friends that worked as a waitress, Emily, was replacing the tin of bacon.

"Look at Emily comin' in with fresh bacon. My hero!" Owen exclaimed. Emily rolled her eyes at the trainer, and looked to Sasha.

"Hey Sash. Did you hear about the Vulcanodon egg?" Emily asked, leaning slightly on the end of the buffet.

"Yeah. Lois told me that's why there's so many people." Sasha replied, stealing a piece of bacon from Owen's plate and setting it on her own.

"You going to watch it hatch? I was thinking-"

Owen cut Emily off. "You were thinking? Wow that's a big step." He teased. Owen and Emily had a playful relationship, always poking fun at each other.

"I was thinking about going but I don't know yet." Emily finished, glaring at Owen. Sasha nodded.

"I wasn't planning on going, but let me know if you do. I'll come up if you decide to go." Sasha told her. Emily nodded, and bid them goodbye, walking off to tend to the customers. Owen sat down first, unrolling his utensils from the napkin.

"So did you just go to the lab this morning?" Sasha asked, cutting into her omelet. Owen swallowed, and wiped his hand on his napkin.

"I went with Max for his ride around the park in the chopper, and then stopped by the lab after because Max got called down to dispose of the eggs." He answered. Sasha placed another forkful of omelet into her mouth, glancing at all the tourists.

"What else did you have planned today?" She asked.

Owen shrugged. "Greg from the Triceratops petting farm had a couple loose ones this morning. We were gonna head out to the valley and round them up. And who knows how long that'll take." He half grumbled. Sasha chuckled, sipping her orange juice.

"Greg just loves dragging you along, doesn't he?" Greg was a very... talkative guy. He liked to talk about the dinosaurs and their health, and then the gossip about the staff. For Owen, who was generally a short-spoken, sarcastic person, it was hard to deal with.

"Yep. We'll probably spend two hours getting out there, four rounding them up and getting them back, and then another three so he can tell me who's sleeping with who." Owen said, finishing off his biscuits. Sasha smiled at her husband, and rubbed his arm gently.

"Well, I'm helping Zoe with the Mosasaurus Shows today, but I think you'll make it. Greg's just trying to be friendly."

"Too friendly if you ask me"

/JURASSIC WORLD\\

Sasha and Owen made their way home quickly, both eager to escape the crowds of people. Sasha rode on the back of Owen's bike, arms wrapped tightly around his waist. She didn't mind the bike, but she wasn't particularly fond of it. Owen had been in two accidents with it since moving to Isla Nublar. Neither were grave injuries, just bumps and bruises, but Sasha still worried.

When they arrived home, Owen checked the raptor eggs, and Sasha changed into clothes that were nice enough for her to walk in front of ten thousand people. Zoe, who usually ran the Mosasaurus show, had a sore throat, so she asked Sasha to step in. Sasha wasn't technically employed by Jurassic World, but everyone knew her through Owen, and she helped out around when they were short-handed, which was more often than you'd think in a big theme park like Jurassic World.

"Sash, what time is the last Mosasaurus show today?" Owen's deep voice echoed through the cabin, and Sasha followed it to the small living room area. When she entered,he was facing the window away from her.

"I'm not sure, why?" Sasha replied, buttoning the front of the light purple button up she was pulling on. Owen turned slowly, cradling something in his hands. Sasha froze, and then heard soft chirping sounds. "Is that..?"

Owen smiled and nodded. "One hatched. I think I'm gonna call her Blue."

Sasha walked towards her husband slowly, looking at the tiny dinosaur cradled in his hands. The velociraptor was a grayish green color all over, with a lighter underside; a long blue streak that went from her eyes to her tail on both sides. Its long tail had wrapped itself around Owen's thumb, and tiny clawed hands were clinging to his calloused fingers. But the mesmerizing thing about her were her beautiful golden eyes that watched Owen with something akin to affection, but looked at her with fear and anger. Sasha reached out towards it, only to have its tiny teeth snap at her finger, nipping the end. "Ow!" She pulled her finger back and pouted up at Owen. "She bit me."

Owen furrowed his brow. "She's been pretty calm up until now." He looked at his wife. "Maybe she doesn't like you." He teased, dropping a kiss on the top of her head. A chirp came from the dinosaur as it watched the exchange, and something in its eyes changed.

"Did she just… comprehend that?" Sasha asked, moving a finger towards it. This time, the velociraptor sniffed her finger, looking from her to Owen, and then rubbed its tiny snout against her wrist. She looked up at Owen and cooed. "Awwww… look at the baby raptor." Sasha petted its head gently, and turned her gaze back up to her husband, eyes wide.

"I'm gonna start training as soon as they all hatch. I'm gonna see how their packs are formed, and how they interact as they grow. It'll be an interesting study." Owen told her, stroking the creature's neck. Sasha looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.

"You're just excited to have dinosaurs as pets." She deadpanned, placing her hands on her hips. Owen looked at her innocently, but it split into a grin.

"Yeah, that is definitely part of it."