(Chapter 4 AKA the final chapter of my rewrite of my Jurassic World fanfic. (Sorry about the typo here on the last chapter) I hope you like it! I'm open to continuing with a sequel story if people would like for there to be a continuation. I own nothing but my OCs.)
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"God! I thought that meeting was never going to end." Owen complained as he and Barry exited InGen's main administrative building together.
"No thanks to that surprise security alarm test." Barry agreed just as his phone vibrated.
"Yeah, I hope the girls didn't get too riled up during that. Boy that's all we need right now." Owen sighed as Barry slowed his pace to answer his phone.
"Yeah hey Anna. What's going on? I..." Barry started to greet his wife with a smile and trailed off when his earpiece started to blow up with his wife's hysterial rambling.
Owen stopped walking and turned around just as the smile fell away from his friend and co-worker's face. "What?...Oh my God! Yeah!...Yeah I'll let him know. He's right here. How...how bad is it?" Barry asked.
Owen furrowed his brow both in confusion and concern at the heightened worry in Barry's tone and expression.
"Okay! Okay! Calm down Sweetie. Everything's going to be okay. I'll tell Owen and send him right over to be with her all right?...All right. I love you too. Bye." Barry quickly hung up the phone, nearly dropping it in his haste.
Owen cocked his head to the side in curiousity. "What happened? Did something happen to Anna?" He asked, his chest clenching with anxiety as Barry shook his head.
"It's Charlotte! She was helping Anna feed the young ones at the petting zoo when the alarms went off and one of the styracosaurs gored her leg! They're at the ER right now!" Barry started to explain.
Owen felt the color drain from his face. "She what?" He started to fumble around for his phone, but Barry shook his head. "Anna said they just took her in to get x-rayed because it got her on the shin. You just need to get over there Owen! Now!" He urged.
Owen nodded and began to back up hastily, almost dropping his phone.
"I'm going!" He tried to turn around and nearly tripped over his own feet.
Once he made it to the truck, he threw it in gear and floored it out of the park faster than he'd ever driven before towards the only medical center on the island. His wild panicky thoughts pounded around through his brain while his heart seemed to thud right through his chest.
Hang tight Honey! I'm on my way!...
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"Charlotte Grady?" Owen practically shouted as if he were reprimanding the Raptor pack as he skidded into the lobby of the hospital where the receptionist working at the desk jump nearly two feet out of her seat in fright at his tone.
"S-sir? I'm sorry?" She managed to stammer out as Owen dashed to the desk. "My wife! Charlotte Grady! Where is she? I need to see her!" Owen ordered, trying to catch his breath, but finding it difficult to do so when he was still feeling so panicky.
The girl at the desk took in his current state of mind, nodded and turned to pull up some files on her computer.
"Okay...it looks like they've placed her in room 202 on the second floor." She began to read off the records on the screen.
Owen pushed himself off the edge of the receptionist's desk. "Thanks!" He thanked the poor receptionist hastily before dashing over where the elevators were.
"Owen!" Anna gasped, eyes wide when the elevator doors opened and Owen nearly mowed her over in his haste to get out.
Owen barely managed to stop himself from causing a collision with his main co-worker's wife. "Anna! How is Charlotte? Is she doing okay?" He asked, sounding pitiful even to himself, but unable to help it.
Anna took a deep breath then nodded her head with a slight smile that didn't touch her eyes. "Yeah, she's going to be okay. They've got her hopped up on pain medication right now so she's not hurting too much at the moment." She responded steadily.
Owen took a long shaky breath and shook his head. "That's good to hear. Is anything broken? Barry mentioned that she was going in for an x-ray." He asked after regathering his thoughts together.
Anna shook her head.
"They gave her five stitches for the wound, but fortunately no bones were broken. I was just about to call Barry back and give him an update before checking on my animals. You know the signal up there is awful." She pointed behind her with her free hand.
Owen chuckled slightly as he felt more of his worry abate at her words. "Thank you so much Anna!" He gave Anna a quick, grateful hug.
"Thanks for staying with her the whole time. I owe you." He said seriously before briskly making his way into the elevator to go see his wife.
Anna shrugged and quickly dialed a number into her phone as Owen hit the button to close the elevator. "It's no problem. I'll text her to let her know I'm leaving and you're on your way up." A soft smile curled the right side of her face as she typed out the message on her phone while the elevator doors slid shut behind her.
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"Charlotte?" Charlotte looked up from her phone at hearing his familiar voice and smiled happily at Owen as he ran into the exam room she was sitting in with her right leg tightly bandaged up.
"Hey Baby." Her smile widened as Owen came towards her and enveloped her in a warm tight embrace.
"Oh I was so worried!" Owen sighed as he held her for a moment. Charlotte happily obliged him, sighing as they broke apart a bit to look into each other's eyes.
"Are you all right? How bad were you hurt? How did this happen?" Owen asked, looking down at Charlotte's injured leg with a frown. Charlotte shrugged and followed his gaze.
"The test sirens scared the little styracosauruses I was feeding and one of them accidentally ran into my leg." She explained lightly as if she were explaining how she got a papercut.
"It hurt like crap and there was a lot of blood, but I'm doing a little better now since they gave me some painkillers. They said I have to stay off my leg though as much as I can and keep the wound wrapped up for three weeks." Charlotte continued, staring at her injured leg with a bit of pout on her face.
Owen let out a laugh at how cute her pout looked to him. "Oh yeah? Well then I guess I'm just going to have to become the best stay in nurse in the world for those three weeks." He joked, brushing a strand of hair from his wife's face.
"Bring you meals in bed, watch movies...maybe even some gentle cuddles." He leaned over and pressed a few kisses to her cheek, making Charlotte laugh a bit.
"And keep me updated on the girls." She added firmly. "Oh of course." Owen agreed. "They're probably going to miss you a lot while you can't come down to see them. Especially Blue." He started to lean over to kiss her again.
Charlotte obliged him.
"Owen..." She began slowly, her cheeks glowing as she leaned her head against Owen's shoulder. "...there's something else I have to tell you."
"Oh yeah? Tell me, Love. What is it?" Owen asked, looking down and sitting down on the edge of the exam table next to his wife.
Charlotte took a deep breath and giggled before speaking again. "Well...when they got me here and found out what happened, the Doctor wanted to get an x-ray of my leg. You know in case I had a fracture on top of the puncture wound." She began, letting her right hand drop down to rest on Owen's chest as he sidled closer to her side.
"Yeah I know. Barry and Anna told me." Owen nodded. Charlotte averted her gaze for a second before returning it back to him. "Right well, before they took me into the...the x-ray lab, the nurse...had me take a test." She continued with some hesitations, making Owen start to worry again.
"What kind of a test?" Charlotte sighed and began rubbing soft soothing circles on the middle of Owen's chest. "You remember how I kept feeling sick and tired the other day?" She asked in a soft unassuming voice.
Owen blanched at that as the panic suddenly washed over him again like a gallon of fresh paint. "Oh no. Baby are you...? Oh my God Charlotte I'm so sorry!" He pulled her into another embrace, but this time Charlotte was confused.
"For what?"
"Well they found out what you have, right?" Owen pulled back to look her in the eyes again with a sadness in his expression. "They found out why you've been sick."
Charlotte slowly nodded her head. "Yeeah they did but...I'm not sick." She responded easily, laughing a bit more this time as she watched the look on Owen's face change.
"What do you mean? Why are you laughing?" He asked confused. Charlotte did her best to stop laughing.
"I'm sorry Honey. It's just that...well I'm pregnant." She beamed up at her husband, watching as the expression on his face turned almost blank and froze.
"You're...You're what?" Owen's response was barely a whisper.
Charlotte reached up and laid her hand on his cheek as unshed tears glistened in her own dark brown orbs.
"I'm pregnant, Owen. We're going to have our very own baby!" She enthused, continuing to stroke his cheek as Owen's expression quickly turned from one of shock to pure joy.
"We're...going to have a baby." He said softly as if trying to make sense of the words. Charlotte nodded her head. Soon Owen began to chuckle.
"We're going to have a baby!" He said again a little louder, a grin the size of a Cheshire cat's spreading across his face as he pulled Charlotte back into his arms and pressed another much more passionate kiss to her lips as the news overtook him.
"Ow!" Charlotte cried out as the sudden movement jolted her leg. "Owen the leg!"
"Oh sorry! Sorry I was just so excited!" Owen apologized, gently pulling back away and looking down to quickly check the dressings on her injured leg.
"Did I hurt it a lot?" He asked, looking up to see Charlotte biting her lower lip. "Not a lot." She said in a strained voice.
Owen continued to look worried. "What should I do? Should I call a nurse? Do you need more pain meds?" He asked. Charlotte shook her head.
"They dosed me less than an hour ago. Don't worry, I'll be okay. You just bumped it a little and the Doctor said it's going to feel tender for awhile." She bit down on her lip again. This time a tear slid down her cheek.
Owen reached to wipe it away. "Honey I'm so sorry." He apologized sincerely. Charlotte shook her head. "It's okay, let's just focus on something else." She suggested, attempting to snuggle back into him.
Owen carefully wrapped one arm around her waist and laid his cheek against the top of her head. "Okay. What should we think about?" He asked softly.
Charlotte shrugged a shoulder and took in a shallow breath. "How about...our baby?" She suggested softly, laying a hand on her middle, which of course was not yet showing any signs of her condition.
Owen chuckled and put his hand on top of hers. "Right...Looks like the Alpha and the Raptor Mama are finally going to become real parents now huh?" He started to stroke slow calming circles on his wife's belly.
Charlotte smiled. "Guess so. Do you think it's going to be a boy or a girl?" She asked in a dreamy voice as she watched Owen rub her belly.
Owen sighed happily. "Oh I don't think it really matters, do you Honey? I mean sure I'd like to have a son just as much as any man, but if it turns out you've got a little girl in there instead well that's even better." He chuckled and continued his ministrations.
"Why would it be even better?" Charlotte asked in curiousity as she began to fall asleep, partly due to the effects of her pain meds fully kicking in and partly because of how relaxing the tummy rub was.
"Because any girl whose got you as her Mother has got to be the most amazing girl ever. She'll probably even have your beautiful voice and deep brown eyes."
"And your beautiful smile." Charlotte added in drowsily. Owen laughed a little louder at that. "God I hope not." He responded, making Charlotte look up at him suddenly.
"Why not?"
"Well because if she was that good looking I'd have to follow her around 24/7 to make sure no boy gets anywhere close enough to break her little heart." Owen's voice broke a bit as he said this though he was still smiling.
"She'll probably get all mad at me for that then and storm away from the house in the middle of the night...and then where would we be?" Owen continued, still laughing a bit as his hand slowed on Charlotte's stomach.
Charlotte snorted softly with laughter then cuddled closer into Owen's chest. "Well if we end up having a little boy with your wild hazel eyes and keen sense of adventure, I'll probably end up turning all gray well before I'm forty trying to keep him away from things that could potentially kill him." She retorted, shutting her eyes as the sound of Owen's heartbeat lulled her back into a state of relaxation.
Owen chuckled at her remark and turned his head to drop a kiss on the top of her head. "Aww come on Honey, I'm not that bad. I'm always more than careful with the Raptors and I haven't wiped out on my bike yet, have I?" He asked, seeing she was falling asleep and snuggling closer.
"Yet." Charlotte said pointedly.
"And let's not forget, you're the one with her leg currently in a cast." He joked, bracing himself to get punched in the arm.
When Charlotte didn't move or say anything in response, Owen sighed and continued. "Seriously though, I'm right there with you on that." He began to stroke her belly again.
"It's bad enough when one of the part-time guys almost has a bad accident on the job. If it were our kid..." A small shudder raced down his spine and Owen shook his head.
"Well I'm just not going to think about that right now. Especially since the baby is completely safe right now...inside you. Right Honey?" He looked down to meet Charlotte's gaze and blinked when he saw that her eyes were closed and her breathing had slowed to a soft steady rate.
"Charlotte?" Owen tried quietly, but she did not respond.
"Looks like the painkillers did their job." The Doctor came in then and Owen jumped a bit in surprise. The Doctor smiled and pulled some papers from his clipboard.
"What do you say we let her sleep and work on getting her discharged so you can take her home?" He suggested, holding out the papers for Owen to sign.
"Uh sure." As carefully as was possible, Owen gently lowered Charlotte down on the thin little bed and slipped off to follow the Doctor to the check out station, stealing one last glance and a smile at her before closing the door behind him.