**Read and Review** Thanks guys! I have the next few chapters written already and man... it's killing me to write these chapters knowing what's about to happen to them lol!
Also, I wanted to ask if you want me to do a chapter or two in Maisie's POV while they are escaping the indominus, or just stick with Claire's POV.
"Can I go to the big window?" Maisie asked once she calmed down from her laughing fit.
The large window overlooking the park was directly across from my office. I nodded, holding the door open for her. She skipped across the room and jumped on the couch sitting directly under the window.
I propped my office door open so I could see her and sat down at my desk. My fingers drummed across the keyboard as I answered emails.
Zara knocked lightly on my opened door. She had a pile of papers in her hand. "Thanks, Zara," I sighed, pointing at the corner of my desk, "you can just sit them here. I'll file them away."
"Sure thing," She crossed the room and sat them down. She leaned against the edge of my desk and peeked at my computer. "Hear anything from Verizon?"
I laughed leaning back in my chair. "They're probably still downstairs. They haven't even left the island yet."
She shrugged as she walked back to her desk, "Never know."
I chewed the end of my pen as I thought about her words. Dropping the pen I turned back to my computer and refreshed my email. Nothing.
Taking a break from my emails and phone calls, I decided to get a start on the files Zara placed on my desk.
"Now that's the best damn view on this island." Owen's voice caused me to jump.
I stood straight from my bent over positing, placing files in the bottom drawer. Spinning around I saw Owen. His arms crossed over his chest and leaning against the doorframe.
"Hi," my cheeks flushed red.
He smiled and shrugged away from the doorframe. "Hi," he answered.
We met in the center of my office and be leaned down to kiss me.
"Where's our daughter? I do believe we have a date."
I pointed behind him. "At her window."
Owen turned to see her hands and face glued to the glass as she peered down at the guests below.
"Well," he kicked the door closed with his foot and backed me up until I hit my desk. "In that case." He grumbled, bringing his lips to the spot just under my ear where he knew I'd be putty in his hands.
"Owen," I panted. My hands lazily pushed against his chest. I lost all strength in my body.
He ignored my attempt to push him away. Instead he clasped his hands around my hips and lifted me onto my desk. I squeezed his hips between my knees and threw my arms over his shoulder.
"This is breaking every rule we ever set." I fought to catch my breath.
"It's your fault," he mumbled against my neck. "Shouldn't have bent over like that." His hands moves up my body and with a flick of his finger the two top buttons on my blouse came undone. Before I could protest his lips claimed mine.
I wracked my brain to find a way to stop him because I was quickly losing the desire to stop. "Glad I decided to squat down and hunt for your files when Hoskins was in here earlier. I was going to bend over, but this," I waved my hand between us, "wouldn't have been as fun with him."
"Come on, woman!" Owen complained as he backed away from me and slumped down in one of the chairs.
I giggled, sliding off the desk and leaned down to kiss him. "I had to. You know how I feel about sex at work."
He smiled as I straightened my shirt out and ran my fingers through my hair. "Didn't stop you that one time," he winked.
I blushed. "That—" I jumped away from his outstretched hand. "That was a moment of weakness." I walked over to open the door. "Plus it was late at night and no one else was here."
Owen shrugged out of the chair and placed his hand on my back, letting it fall until he reached my butt, giving it a light squeeze and I yelped. He let out a loud laugh. "Come on Mais. I'm hungry."
Maisie spun around on the couch and jumped off, "kay!"
She took his outstretched hand and he glanced back at me. "Want me to bring you back something?"
I shook my head. "No, I'll order a sandwich."
He nodded and tugged at Maisie's arm. "I want pizza."
"Oh," Maisie's eyes lit up, "me, too!"
"Oh, Owen," I couldn't believe I almost forgot to tell him the plans for the afternoon. "When you're done with lunch just call Beth and you can meet up with her before heading back to the raptor paddock."
Owen beamed down at Maisie. "You going to play tour guide for your cousins?"
Maisie jumped with excitement. "Yep!" She knew the park like the back of her hand. Probably even better than most of the employees walking around.
"Hey, Mais," I took her hand from Owen and bent down so her eyes were level with mine, "you stay right with Beth. She's going to have three of you to look after. Help her keep those boys in line."
She gave a hard nod, happy I gave her a job to do. "I will."
I knew it was a long shot. What 16 and 13 year old boy was going to listen to an 8 year old girl? Still it would keep her busy.
"Promise?" I asked, still holding her eyes with mine.
Her hand shot up in a fist and she stuck her pinky out to me. A gesture shared between us that proved the promise one of us were about to make could not be broken.
I smiled and hooked my pinky with hers.
"Ok," I sighed straightening up and nodded towards the exit. "Go, have fun."
Maisie clasped both her tiny hands around one of Owen's and pulled with all her might. He let her lead him away. I watched them until they disappeared into the elevator.
Zara cleared her throat behind me. I turned to give her my attention. "The customer service desk has your envelope for the kids. I just got off the phone with them. Want me to go get them?" She asked, placing her lunch container on her desk and stood up.
I quickly shook my head, "No, you eat your lunch. I'll go grab them. I have a few free minutes. Plus I have to go order my sandwich."
Zara was relieved as she sat back down and went back to her lunch. I double checked my office door, knowing I always keep it locked from the outside whether I'm in it or not, but I always do a double check before walking away.
"Hi, Patty." I smiled leaning against the over crowded desk. The frazzled woman looked up from her computer and smiled at me.
"Oh, Clair," she spun in a full circle, trying to find the envelope of meal and merchandise vouchers I requested. "I have your—"
"Excuse me!" She was cut off by a panicked mother shoving in beside me and another woman. She bounced a screaming toddler on her hip.
Patty looked at me with wide eyes. As if it would be rude to ignore me and take care of the frantic woman beside me.
I smiled reassuringly.
Patty sighed in relief. "Yes, ma'am?"
"My daughter, she lost her stuffed dinosaur. She's been dragging it everywhere since we got it at one of the gift shops." The poor mother patted her daughters back as she hoped for good news from Patty. "It must have fallen from her stroller. I re tracked our steps and it's gone. It was the long neck dinosaur."
"Let me call lost and found." Patty smiled warmly at the mother and quickly picked up the phone.
"Is she three?" I asked the mother. She glanced up at me and I could see the pain in her eyes.
"Yes," she said and went back to patting her daughter on the back.
"My daughter has a stuffed raptor she's had since she was a baby. We thought we lost it once and that was the longest hour of my life." I tried my best to keep the mother calm while Patty spoke quickly into the phone.
The mother turned towards me and took in my attire. I knew she caught on that I must be an employee here. "These kids and their lovies," she forced a laugh.
"Right?" I smiled and reached up to pat the crying girl on the back. "Hey there, sweetie."
She lifted her head from her mother's shoulder to look at me. Her thumb went to her mouth as she hiccuped.
I smiled, twisted my palms up and shrugged. "What happened?"
Her bottom lip quivered. "Bucky," she whimpered.
"She named it Bucky because she couldn't call it by its real name." The mother informed me.
I nodded, my eyes back to the little girl. "The brachiosaurus stuffed animal?"
Her little face lit up. "Bucky!"
"I'm sorry," Patty destroyed all hope for the poor mother. "Nothing has been turned in." Thankfully the little girl didn't understand.
"Oh, great." The mother grumbled.
"Which store did you get it from?" I asked and the mother turned back towards me.
"The one down by the water." She answered, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
I reached over the desk to grab the pad of paper and pen. "Go back to the store," I spoke as I wrote my name information and merchandise request on the paper. "Tell them I sent you. And little miss here can have her pick of any size 'Bucky' she wants." I ripped the paper off the pad and held it out for the mother to take.
Her mouth hung open in a perfect O and her eyes open wide. She shook her head slowly. "I couldn't—"
"Trust me," I cut her off. "It's fine. I wrote my number down on the piece of paper if the store clerk has any questions."
She looked down at the paper, "Thank you, Mrs—"
"Claire," I smiled and patted the little girl on the back once more. "You go pick out a new Bucky, ok?"
"Bucky!" The little girl cheered. Her leftover tears sparkled as she smiled.
"Leave your information here and I'll make sure lost and found gets it. We will notify you if Bucky shows up." I pushed the pad and paper over to the mother.
She sat her daughter on the counter beside her as she quickly jotted down her information.
"I don't think I could thank you enough." She said as she picked her daughter back up. I took the paper from her and handed it to Patty.
I shook my head. "Don't mention it. My baby is eight and would still have a hissy fit if she lost her raptor."
The mother smiled and her shoulders finally relaxed.
I waved at the little girl as she smiled at me over her mothers shoulder. She waved back.
"You're something else," Patty shook her head in awe.
I shrugged, "Just a mother helping a mother out."
"Found your envelope." She slid it across the counter towards me.
"Perfect! Thank you, Patty!" I grabbed it and walked back up to my office. The boys should be getting off the boat soon.
Guess there was no time for lunch today.