Disclaimer: I do not own Jurassic World or any of the characters except my own, Ava Croft. I just followed the story line and add some of my own input for Ava. Thank you for choosing to read my first story. It will be sort of disjointed but I feel it started connecting towards the end.


"So how has life been treating you?" After Owen and Ava arrived at his bungalow, he decided to work on his motorcycle. Ava sat beside him as he tweaked his motorcycle's engine. "Well the Black Ops was fun. We assassinated Osama Bin Laden and all sorts of stuff." Owen stopped his work and gave Ava an astonished look. "You killed a terrorist?" Ava laughed at his look, "Yes I did, I was the sniper for that mission." "Holy crap! Ava, you saved the world!" Ava was giggling at his reaction and patted his head. "I suppose I did to some degree. Now how about you?" Owen's heart stopped at her giggle. It's been so long since I've heard that adorable giggle. Why did I ever leave?

"Um Owen? You okay?" He snapped back into reality, smiling at her. "Oh ya I'm good." She smiled back, "Good, you were starting to stare at me." Owen scratched the back of his head, "Sorry, I was just lost in my thoughts." Ava laughed once more at his old habits. "I can tell, so tell me about your life after the Navy." "Well there's not much to it. I came right to Jurassic World, I was scouted by Hoskins. They made me the Velociraptors' trainer since their birth." "That seems cool, having dinosaur children." Owen chuckled at her thought and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. They began to lean in until a car pulled into the driveway. "What do they want now?"

Claire walked up to the pair. "'Mr. Grady, Miss Croft. I need you to come take a look at something." Owen peered at her suspiciously, "Why are you calling me Mr. Grady?" Claire, feeling a bit awkward, restated her naming towards the trainer. "Owen, if you're not too busy." Owen glanced at Ava, seeing her respond with a shrug. "We're pretty busy." The ginger-haired woman grew irritated with the couple. "I apologize for interrupting your date but we have an attraction." Ava fidgeted slightly, discomforted by the words that left Claire's mouth; Owen choked on his Coke, having Ava pat him on the back.

He straightened up and stepped towards Claire. "That's not what you said the last time I saw ya." Claire rolled her eyes at his antics, "I'm talking about the dinosaurs, Mr. Grady." "Owen." The brunette felt relieved that Claire had clarified what she had meant by attraction. "A new species." A bug buzzed around Ava's frame, Owen killed it with his bare hands after being amused by Ava's attempts to capture the insect. "Thanks Owen." Claire smiled grimly as she was disgusted by his actions.

"You just went and made a new dinosaur?" "That's what I said when I was in the lab. Crazy right?" Owen nodded while wiping the dead bug of his hands and grabbing a wrench. "Ya, it's kinda what we do here. The exhibit opens to the public in three weeks. Mr. Masrani wanted me to consult with you two. We'd like you two to evaluate the paddock for vulnerability." Ava stood to follow after Owen as he disappeared behind his bungalow. "Why us?" "I guess Mr. Masrani thinks, since you're from the Black Ops and Owen's ability to control the raptors." Owen came from his bungalow and handed Ava a Canada Dry. She was baffled by the fact that he remembered her favorite drink. He remembers and kept Canada Dry in his bungalow, why? He hates Canada Dry... Maybe he still likes me.

"See, it's all about control with you. I don't control the raptors, it's a relationship based on mutual respect. It's why you and I never had a second date." It was now Ava's turn to choke on her drink. They had a date?! Owen patted her back, guiding her back down to his motorcycle. "Excuse me, I never wanted a second date." "Who prints out an itinerary for a night out?" Ava giggled at their bickering, reminding her of the old times in training. She leaned over and whispered in Owen's ear, "I did, remember?" "Oh ya..." But it's cute when you do it. Ava defended the other woman. "Hey, it's the same thing that she did so it must be reasonable." Owen grunted in defeat and turned his attention to the ginger.

"I'm an organized person." "And what kind of diet doesn't allow tequila?" Claire felt offended by his lack of knowledge. "All of them, actually. And what kind of a man shows up to a date in board shorts?" Ava bursted out laughing, "If you haven't noticed, it's Central America. It's hot. And this is a military man we're talking about, we've been through the heat in layers of protection. We just wanna cool off." Owen high-fixed her, "Very well put Captain." He winked at her and wrapped his arm around her. "Okay, okay. Can we just focus on the asset please?" "The asset?"

Ava walked towards Claire, "Look I get it. You're in charge out here and you gotta make a lot of tough decisions. It's probably easier to pretend these animals are numbers on a spreadsheet, but they're not." "I'm fully aware of that." Owen wiped the grease off his fingers and walked by Ava's side. "You might've made them in a test tube, but they don't know that. They're thinking: I gotta eat, I gotta hunt, I gotta..." Owen used his hands to motion reproduction while Claire rolled her eyes. "You can relate to, at least, one of those things right?" Cause I know Ava can relate to all three of those things. Claire had a look of distaste for Owen, walking down the steps. "I'll be in the car. You might wanna change your shirt, they're very sensitive to smell."

"Crap. I need to change out of these clothes." Ava rushed into the bungalow and grabbed some of Owen's clothes. "Just like the old times, huh?" She turned around to see Owen shirtless, gasping in surprise. "Ava, I never lost feelings for you." What bad timing, Claire happens to be waiting for us outside. "I never lost them either." Owen passionately kissed the brunette that he had loved for so long. Ava broke the kiss, afraid of what Claire might find if she walked in in the next five minutes. "Let's hurry and change. We don't want to keep Claire waiting."