Chapter 2

Ring ring . . . ring ring . . . ring ring . . .

Jenny groaned in frustration and turned over, snuggling in more deeply into the warm bed and pretending that she couldn't hear Cutter's mobile buzzing on the bedside table. She felt Cutter lean over her, grumbling as he picked up his phone and flipped it open.

"Yeah?" he mumbled sleepily.

"We've got another one," Conner's voice emanated out of the phone.

"No, no, no . . ." Jenny insisted, her heart sinking as pressed the pillow over ears; she couldn't remember the last time she'd had a decent nights sleep.

"Where?" Cutter demanded, all tiredness vanishing from his voice.

"It's in a park . . . should be empty this time of night," Conner's voice said.

"That's because normal people get to sleep this time of night!" Jenny yelled at Conner, still not bothering to get up.

"Is she okay?" Jenny heard Conner asking Cutter.

"She'll be fine," Cutter said, placing a hand on her hip. "I just need to get some coffee into her and we'll meet you there."

He closed the phone with a snap and sprung out of bed as though he'd been awake for hours.

"Come on sleeping beauty," he said, sounding amused as he pulled his pants on.

Jenny pushed the alarm clock button so that the time flashed up . . . 3:30am! They'd only gone to sleep a couple of hours ago.

Muttering under her breath about hating this job, she got up slowly and started to dress, her brain still sluggish.

"God, you are really not a morning person are you?" Cutter asked, still sounding annoyingly wide-awake.

"I happen to like my sleep," Jenny answered as she buttoned her blouse, her eyes still half closed. "It keeps me pretty . . . and stops me from killing my irritating boyfriend."

"Well for my own safety, I'm going to go and make you a vat of coffee for the journey," he said, his voice shaking laughter as he planted a kiss in her tousled hair.

Zipping up her skirt and feeling slightly more awake, Jenny grabbed her bag from the chair and pulled out her mobile to check if she had any missed calls. She didn't, but one missed message bleeped up from an unknown number.

I hope you liked the roses, but they are not half as beautiful as you.

Jenny stared at the phone in horror. Surely this had to be a wind up? She pressed reply and typed in 'who is this?', but when she pressed send, her phone informed her that the number was barred - it was a private number.

"Hurry up!" Cutter's voice echoed up the stairs. "The anomaly will be gone before you've finished putting your make-up on!"

"I'm coming!" she shouted back, snapping her phone shut and trying to push it to the back of her mind.

It was probably just someone messing around . . . nonetheless, she immediately thought that she would not keep a spare key in the plant pot anymore .

Obviously someone knew where it was.

Cutter was already in the driving seat in the car waiting for her. As she got in, he handed her a flask of coffee with a smile, but the worry must have shown on her face, as he frowned as his eyes searched her face.

"You alright?" he asked, looking concerned.

She turned to look at him; should she tell him? After a slight pause;

"I'm fine," she said as she snapped her seatbelt into place.

She'd only worry him if she told him, and she could handle this herself . . . it was just someone's idea of a joke.

It was a horrible night, which consisted of them running around a pitch black park until dawn searching for a tiny little Allosaurus that was apparently enjoying the children's play area more than it enjoyed it's home in the past. After much cajoling and tempting with a piece or raw beef, they finally managed to get the little dinosaur back through the anomaly before it closed.

"That thing was horrible," Jenny was saying as they walked down the ARC corridor.

"Oh it was only a baby," Abby insisted, waving the matter off as though it was nothing.

"Well it had it's adult teeth," Jenny pointed out, grimacing down at her mud-caked clothes.

"It's a good job it was only an infant," Cutter interjected. "Fully grown, there top predators in the Jurassic - "

Jenny's phone buzzed in her pocket.

"Hang on," she mouthed to Cutter. "Hello?" she answered her phone.

Silence.

Confused, Jenny pulled the phone away and looked at it to make sure she had actually answered it.

"Hello?" she repeated.

She could hear someone breathing down the other side of the phone.

"Who is this?" she demanded.

Cutter was staring at her with a quizzical look on his face. She put her hand over the mouth piece of the phone.

"Bad reception," she lied to Cutter as she walked away. "I'm just going to take it over here."

When she was sure Cutter couldn't hear, she put the phone back to her ear.

"Listen," she hissed down the phone. "I don't care who you are you little freak, but just leave me alone, do you hear me? Don't call me again."

She could still her the quiet breathing down the phone as she snapped it shut, feeling bemused and slightly disgusted.

"Everything okay?" Cutter's voice said behind her, making her jump slightly.

"It's fine," she said untruthfully, turning round to him with a fake smile hitched on her face. "It was a wrong number."

Cutter nodded, but he continued to survey her with a slightly suspicions look in his eyes.

"Come on," she sighed in an attempt to change the subject, placing her hand on his shoulder. "We've got about a million reports to fill in before we can get out of here."

Creepy *shudders*

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