"Lay beside me, tell me what they've done
Speak the words I want to hear, to make my demons run
The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true
If you can understand the me, than I can understand the you"
- Unforgiven II, Metallica (ReLoad)
VII
Blue woke up with a start, standing up immediately. She could still feel the grogginess and her eyes struggled to stay awake.
"Good morning, sleepy head!" Kris said, taking a look over his shoulder at the raptor. "I was just getting ready to go on a little exploration."
Blue stared at the human as he peered out of a window, blinking the sleep out if her eyes.
"You wanna come?" he spoke, smiling at the dino whilst moving past her.
The raptor ignored his question, her mind wandering to the dream which she had just been laid witness to. She tried to decipher it to the best of her ability. She knew why she saw Delta and her Alpha, as they were often on her mind, but why the human? She hoped she wasn't subconsciously getting attached to this human. Sure, he had been a good companion to her, but he was still a human. They can't be trusted. Although, what she had seen in her dream did make her wonder more... What if befriending this human was of her best interests?
She was snapped out of her thoughts by the snapping of fingers.
"You comin' or not? I'm thinking we see what's in here." Kris said, pointing to the door at the end of the trailer. "Maybe we'll figure out who owned this thing while we're in there."
Kris carefully cracked open the door, peeking his head inside. His eyes were met with a dusty and stuffed up bungalow. He opened the door fully, stepping inside. Shelves adorned every inch of the shack.
"Good Lord it's hot in here..."
He almost tripped over a small lawn mower as he maneuvered around the crampt space.
"At least I can mow the lawn before I get eaten by some kind of dinosaur."
Random bric-á-bracs were all over the place: toolboxes, sports equipment, pictures, papers, among other miscellaneous things. Kris picked up a pile of papers, wiping the dust off. The pile consisted of newspaper articles of when Jurassic World first opened, as well as scenic pictures of the Isla Nublar wilderness.
As he reached the last paper, he laid his eyes upon an intriguing picture. A man and a woman were standing outside of a bar, the man's arm wrapped around the woman's waist. The girl's smile looked forced, but the man looked happy. He also looked wasted. Their difference in clothing styles was also interesting. The man wore a simple button up vest and pants, while the girl was wearing a spotless clean, beautiful white dress, accompanied by unreasonably high heels. Kris thought to the heels that they found in the mattress. They were the same pair, so one of these two definitely lived here.
"Hey Blue?" Kris said, walking out the shack, lightly closing the door behind him.
He walked up to the raptor who was still standing in the same place as before, seemingly in thought. She looked at him with dull interest.
"You know who either of these people are?"
Kris presented the picture to the raptor. Her eyes widened almost immediately, and she recoiled, shrieking in the process. Kris flinched, drawing back, "What the hell, girl?"
Blue backed into the far wall of the trailer, her eyes closed, small whimpers coming out of her throat. She never wanted to see those people ever again, not after what she did to them. Blue had lived with the memory pushed back within the deepest confines of her being. The thoughts never resurfaced unless she was given a strong reminder, like this. Never again did she want to see him, never again did she want to remember how she betrayed him. Sure, she had visited his decaying body for a month or two immediately afterwards, but this was different. Her mind had almost completely rid the event from her memory in the past month. She was almost ready to forget and move on entirely.
Her mind was shutting down, Blue trying desperately to find anything to think about which would take her mind off of what was happening.
Through her panic, she felt a hand make contact with her side. She opened one eye frantically, half expecting to see Old Alpha standing over her. The human stood there, his face scrunched up with concern.
"Blue, girl, what's going on?"
Her breathing was rapid and irregular, and her eyes made contact with the picture again, which was now laying on the floor. She couldn't bare seeing him. Her legs gave out, and she slowly fell to the floor, falling onto her stomach. Kris layed down next to her, petting her flank slowly. Blue barely felt the contact as she was so focused on getting Old Alpha out of her mind.
"Blue." Kris said softly, moving a hand under her jaw and moving her head towards him, forcing the raptor to look at him.
"Talk to me, what's going on?"
One of Blue's eyes scanned his features frantically, discerning what the human's intentions were. She could hear the concern in his voice, and his eyes were similarly darting around her face. One of his hands gently ran across her side. Through her panic, one thing stood out to her; he was calm. Even when they were casually resting, Blue could always tell that he was on guard and nervous. But, for whatever reason, he was completely calm and unfazed right now.
Kris continued his actions, trying to dulcify the raptor. Her breathing began to alleviate, starting to slowly return to its normal pace. His soft attitude and soothing voice began to mollify her. Blue closed her eyes, forcing herself to take a deep breath. She felt herself coming back, and opened one of her eyes. Her breathing level was essentially normal, and she could think straight again.
"What happened, girl?" Kris said, sitting up, placing his back against the wall as he continued to pet Blue.
"So you obviously know them... Wait..." Kris moved to the picture, making sure he kept it out of Blue's eyesight. He looked at the man again. Something about him was familiar now that he scanned the image deeper. Kris looked at his vest. It was the same kind as the one he had seen on the skeleton at the raptor paddock.
"Oh... Shit. This is your trainer, isn't it?" he said, looking back at the raptor who was still slumped on the floor.
Kris sighed, placing the picture face down on the floor and moving over to Blue again. He sat down against the wall, petting her head softly. "I'm sorry, girl, I didn't know."
Blue sensed regret in his voice. Was he apologizing for showing her the picture? There was no way this human could've known that the picture would've caused such a reaction. She couldn't wrap her head around why he was so nice to her.
With a sigh, Blue slowly inched forward, lifting her head and placing it in Kris' lap. Kris was taken aback by the action, but chose not to question it. She needed comfort.
Kris moved one hand under her neck, lightly scratching under her jaw, the other running back and forth along her side. She shifted her body, laying on her side, one of her eyes gazing up at Kris. Their eyes met, and they held the contact for a few minutes. Kris felt like he could see the pain beneath her eyes. Blue could see the sympathy in his eyes as he looked down to her. He had really tried to comfort her when she was panicking. Maybe he did care about her?
"Do you want to talk about it? Venting is healthy, you know." he spoke, breaking the silence, as well as the eye contact. The raptor was sort of disappointed, as their visual connection was emotionally powerful and comforting to her.
On another note, Blue couldn't discern what he was saying.
Kris moved his hand to the from of her mouth, and made a hand gesture to simulate talking. He hoped that she could guess the message he was trying to convey to her.
Blue watched his hand. She had seen humans do this action before when one of their comrades was speaking too much. The human wanted her to... Talk to him? How was that supposed to work? She looked back up at the human in an attempt to gauge what he was asking of her. Kris moved a hand behind his ear, opening it slightly. He was listening.
Blue let out a long, strained breath. She presumed that she could tell him what happened. The human obviously wouldn't be able to understand, but he wanted her to say it for some reason. With another deep breath, she began to speak in soft chitters. They were slow and quiet.
Kris kept petting her, watching as she spoke to him in her language. He had no clue what she was saying, and he didn't know how much she was saying with only short little bursts of dialogue.
Blue told Kris everything in five long minutes. It was emotionally draining, but she kept on. She had never been able to open up to anyone like she was now. Blue loved her sisters, but they had many conflicting ideals. Blue could never have opened up about how she felt about killing Old Alpha. Her siblings would have surely questioned her authority. She could never talk to anyone about her feelings in general. Old Alpha was never around long enough for her to speak to him, and this always pained Blue deeply. She always wanted to have a stronger bond with him, but he was always preoccupied with other things. Her siblings never really needed nor wanted his attention, preferring to live amongst themselves rather than be controlled by a human. Thus, Blue could never really speak to them and tell them what she wanted to say.
In those five minutes, Blue felt so relieved, so free. Everything that she had dwelled on for the past months was slightly assuaged, and she felt better. The entire time she spoke, Kris sat with her, listening intently, and giving her encouraging affirmations to continue whenever she paused.
Blue continued talking to him after she had finished speaking about Old Alpha, this time telling him about her entire life. She spoke on regrets, sad times, happy times. She reminisced on everything; her first memories, the first time she had exerted authority over her siblings, the time when she had fought Echo for the title of Beta.
By the time she had stopped, the sun was beginning to set, and Kris had fallen asleep. She reached out, careful not to awaken the sleeping human, and grasped the picture with one of her claws. She drew it closer to her, flipping it softly. Blue observed the picture again with a shaking breath. This time, her reaction wasn't as harsh. This time, she tried to focus on the good times she had with Old Alpha. She tried to make the memories of him happy instead of sad.
Eventually, she pushed the picture away, satisfied with the results. Blue felt some closure for the first time. With a sigh, she pulled herself away from thinking about Old Alpha. She looked up at the human, observing him carefully. Blue realized now that she could trust him. What he did earlier proved that he cared for her. Blue felt safe in his lap, pressed close to him. When their eyes had met for those few blissful moments, she connected with him in a way she hadn't with any other being.
Blue fully understood now that she needed him, and he needed her.
α
"So, how long until we get there?" Murphy asked.
"About thirty minutes, sir."
Murphy looked around the cramped plane. He was fairly confident that this counterattack was going to work. Once he and his one hundred soldier detail landed on Isla Nublar, his air fleet was to travel to the west coast of Costa Rica to pick up some more mercenaries. He was going in with roughly two hundred men, and he had more which were on standby in the States.
He was still angry that his previous force was defeated by a handful of dinosaurs. He hoped that the few of his soldiers that were still alive would be there when he got there. They could tell him information that could give them the edge on the dinos, and maybe some more details about this mystery human that was still on the island. The guy nearly killed one of Murphy's best men, Abrams. He must've been trained and sent by somebody. There's no possible way for someone to still be alive on Isla Nublar, nor could they have survived the Miracle Incident. At least, that's what Murphy thought.
"We're getting a call from Isla Sorna, sir."
Murphy blinked, nodding his head and moving to the cockpit. "Give me the headset."
The co-pilot removed the headphones from his ears, handing them to Murphy.
Almost immediately, Murphy was met with static. "...restricted air space...leave..."
"Who is this?" Murphy asked.
The voice slowly became clearer. "You are entering restricted air space. Turn around now or state your intentions."
Murphy chuckled. "We're going to Isla Nublar, buddy. You can kiss my ass if you think you're going to stop me from flying over your island. As a matter of fact, once I take Nublar, your island is next."
"Who do you answer to?"
Murphy smiled. "Same company as you did. InGen. Me and you are similar, you see? I'm trying to sell dinosaurs, just like you. The problem is, you're in my way."
The audio suddenly shut off, the static ending. "They cut communications, sir." the pilot said.
"They're scared. Hmph. Thank you." he said to the pilots, handing the headphones back to the co-pilot, and returning to his seat.
The Isla Sorna Rebels were a difficult group to deal with. Murphy had tried to reach a deal with them (he wanted help with the Isla Nublar operation), but they refused, saying that they "had bigger fish to fry"— whatever that meant. Murphy had the smug thought that later on, once he had secured Isla Nublar, that they would be the ones calling him, desperate for help, and Murphy would be on the other end of the phone, rejecting them.
He moved on from thinking about those Isla Sorna rejects, and let out a long breath, slouching slightly in the uncomfortable seat that was strapped to the hull of the plane. Murphy wasn't too scared about the dinosaurs, or the human. He was scared of coming out of this island without a profit. Murphy was not scared of death, but he was scared of rotting in a jail cell for the rest of his life.
Murphy was quite anxious to get his men on the ground, to finally secure Isla Nublar and to assume his dreams.
Nobody was going to stop him.
β
She was not happy at all. She had spent the past hour of her time scouring her world for the raptors, and she couldn't find any of them. She knew they were out there, they had to be. It was possible that the humans had killed one or two of them, but she didn't believe that all three could've been killed.
Now that the humans were essentially gone, her attention lay squarely on the raptors and their puppet human. That human was quite intriguing to her. From what she gathered, the raptors despised humans just as she did. Although, she always had suspected that Blue secretly had a soft spot for some of them. How that human had managed to get the raptors to obey him, she did not know. Not even their previous alpha was able to achieve such a feat.
She let out a huff, scanning the forest around her. Sometimes she hated how big she was. It made the raptors ability to elude her much easier.
Just as she was about to continue her search, she heard an extremely unpleasant sound. The mechanical whirr of a flying human machine was nearby, and it was coming closer. She looked up to see one flying low to the ground, followed by another.
This, of course, made her livid. She let out a monstrous roar, swinging at a tree next to her. Why must those pests keep coming back? She would have no problem living in peace with herself on this planet, but the humans always had to return. She wanted to hunt them down and eliminate them at that moment, but she knew she had to withhold herself. She had to preserve her energy. Going into a fight tired was not of her greatest interests. She would wait until sunrise.
She was quite disappointed that her hunt for the raptors was going to have to be suspended for yet another stretch of time. How long were those creatures going to catch breaks?
As she lay herself down, her scales assuming a brown and green hue, she closed her eyes, attempting to calm herself down. Her bones ached at the thought of having to go on another campaign of fighting humans.
As she drifted into sleep, she imagined one day where everything in her world was perfect: no more humans and no more raptors.
Ψ
Kris woke up in an interesting position. Instead of sitting against the wall, where he fell asleep, he was now on the floor, and Blue was almost completely on top of him. Most of her body was on the floor, but her neck and head lay affectionately on his chest.
He could see she was awake, one of her eyes peering up at the ceiling as her head rose and fell with every breath that he took.
"Good morning, girl." he said, stretching to the best of his ability.
Blue chittered softly in response.
"I'll take that as a good morning. Why don't you get up so I can make some food. I didn't eat anything but cereal yesterday." Kris spoke while patting the side of her head.
Blue was slightly dejected that he was awake. She had woke up just as the sun began to rise, and found herself in the position she currently assumed. Normally, such an arrangement with a human would've sickened her, but she found it oddly satisfying. Once again, she felt safe, and very comfortable. Who knew that humans were good pillows? She rolled off of Kris onto her stomach, allowing him to get up.
Kris was surprised that Blue had seemingly accepted him as a companion now. They had gone from being weary to friends in less than a day. Things tended to unfold quickly on Isla Nublar.
He got up, and immediately realized how hungry he was. His stomach rumbled and he put a hand on it, rubbing it slightly. He moved over to the pantry, fixing himself a bowl of cereal. Blue got up as well, stretching herself out. She looked outside, seeing nothing but the peaceful wilderness. Kris took a seat on the couch and Blue moved to him.
"I think we need to take a bath, girl, we both smell like shit. You think your trainer has some soap in the bungalow?"
Blue tilted her head. "You'll see later." Kris pronounced, with a wave of his hand.
Blue got up on the couch, careful not to spill Kris' bowl or rip the fabric of the sofa. She laid down, nudging his arms — which currently were set on his lap — with her snout. Kris raised an eyebrow, lifting his arms up. Blue wriggled her head between the cereal bowl and his lap, setting her head down.
Kris blinked, once again taken by surprise by the raptor's actions. "Well someone warmed up to me, didn't they?" Kris laughed.
Even though Kris didn't mind the dino being friendly to him, the way her attitude changed so quickly confused him. He presumed that how he comforted her during her episode made her finally be able to trust him.
Blue sighed when Kris put his cereal down, as she knew that he was going to want to get up. She surprised herself when she initiated contact with the human again. She hoped that the human wouldn't mind. Blue sensed, however, that he was confused by her actions. She couldn't really blame him; she had gone from stand-offish to cordial in a day. The change was unusual and unexpected even to her. Even Blue couldn't explain how she had warmed up to Kris in such a short amount of time; she had made the decision to trust and befriend him after he had explicitly shown that he did care about her. However, she did not expect to become so amiable with him so fast. She silently wondered if it was their physical contact that made her subconsciously warm up to him.
Blue had gone so long without any physical affection. The only time she was able to have such a gift was when she was young, when Old Alpha was allowed to come into contact with the raptors. However, as Blue and her siblings aged, her sisters became hostile to Old Alpha, so he wasn't able to spend time with Blue anymore.
Blue remembered that she used to love cuddling with Old Alpha. She did quite enjoy laying with this human, too. She felt comfortable and safe when they did. Possibly it reminded her of greater times. Blue wasn't sure of her own reasoning, and that perturbed her deeply.
"Come on, girl. Let's go wash up." Kris said, tapping her side. Blue growled in response.
"I know, you love me," he teased, "But c'mon. We both smell."
Blue reluctantly stood up, moving so that Kris could stand as well.
"Thank you. Now, do you think we would find some shampoo and conditioner somewhere?"
Kris walked to the bungalow, smoothly scooping up the picture along the way. Opening the door, he immediately put the picture on a high shelf, out of reach from the raptor. He wanted to avoid another incident at all costs.
Blue walked into the bungalow behind him, observing the room for the first time. Kris scoured the shelves, trying to find any kind of body wash he could use. All he ended up with was a half empty bottle of Costa Rican body soap.
"Better than nothing, I suppose." Kris muttered, opening the door and exiting the bungalow, waiting for Blue to follow.
It felt good to breathe in fresh air again. It was hot, but nothing that Kris wasn't used to. Everything around him felt so pure and alive, and Kris felt secure for the first time in a while. He had almost become accustomed to being on the run constantly, and the peaceful jungle that surrounded him was such a contrast. A soft breeze flowed through the clearing, and Kris was able to hear birds chirping, dinosaurs roaring in the distance. Everything seemed alright.
"Yeah, I think I could spend my days here. Whad'ya think Blue?" Kris said, beginning to walk to the dock.
Blue followed him slowly, taking a long look at everything around her. Kris walked onto the dock, setting the bottle of body wash down and putting his hands on his hips, surveying the lake.
"Think I could catch a mosasaur in here?" Kris joked to himself, taking a glance at the fishing pole that sat untouched next to him. "Y'know, it's weird. Everything here seems just... frozen in time."
Blue walked up next to him, tilting her head slightly and giving a questioning chitter.
"Alright, well," Kris sighed as he took his shirt off, "Let's hope there isn't some piranhasauruses in there."
Blue observed the human with interest, not certain as to what he was doing. Why was he disrobing? She blinked as the human ran and jumped into the water. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to be concerned for him or not.
Kris surfaced, wiping the water out of his eyes. "It feels nice in here. Really soothes my wounds. Why don't you come in?" he said, beckoning her in with hand motions.
Blue moved forward, sniffing at the water. She supposed that it wouldn't do her any harm to swim around and unwind. With a cautious look around, making sure that nothing was watching, she carefully stepped in.
The water was warm, and Blue knew that she made the right choice when she felt the water make contact with her sore body. Slowly, she sunk herself into the water, swimming out a small distance. Blue had only swam twice before, and wasn't all too confident in her abilities.
Kris poured some of the soap onto his hands, pulling himself onto the dock as he lathered his body. Once he pushed himself back into the water, he drifted over to Blue, holding the bottle in his hand. He squirted some on to his hand and motioned for her to come over to him. Blue came up to him cautiously, not sure what he was doing. Kris guided the raptor to where both of them could stand, and started to distribute the soap onto Blue.
Blue watched him carefully, still confused as to what he was doing. Whatever substance he was applying to her smelled pleasent, albeit strong. She conceded that the human's movements were pleasing, and Blue found herself closing her eyes in pleasure.
"Don't enjoy yourself too much, girl. It's time to rinse off now." Kris lightly pushed on her back to give her the idea of sinking into the water. She obliged, dunking herself slightly underwater. Kris continued his massaging, making sure to thoroughly cleanse Blue. Once he was done, he removed his hands from Blue's body, swimming away. The raptor barked at him, angry that he stopped the pleasure which she was receiving.
"I'm not your servant." Kris said matter-of-factly, splashing her with water.
Blue narrowed her eyes at the human. It was going to be like that? The raptor turned slightly, and swung her tail forcefully along the surface of the water, sending a wave in Kris' direction. The wave crashed into Kris, and he had to cover his eyes from getting water in them.
"Alright, it's on." Kris said through a smile, diving towards Blue.
The water wasn't exactly clear, so the raptor had a hard time seeing where the human went. Kris made sure to turn out of her way so it wouldn't be obvious where he was going to come from. Suddenly, she heard movement behind her, and whirled around. Kris was rising out of the water, attempting to creep up on her.
Kris splashed water at her again, momentarily blinding her as he rushed her. He jumped onto her back, only to get tossed off with ease. He surfaced, laughing as he wiped water out of his eyes.
Blue looked at Kris smugly, figuring she'd won their little battle. Kris grabbed the bottle of soap again, this time throwing it onto the shore. Blue watched the bottle fall, wondering why the human would throw it. Suddenly, a force made contact with her side, knocking her underwater. The water around her was shallow enough for her to peek about of the surface, only to see the human standing over her.
"I guess I win." Kris said, a smirk forming on his face.
Blue sighed, feigning that she was capitulating to Kris. He smiled, folding his arms. As he did so, Blue flipped herself over in one swift motion, throwing Kris back into the water. Now she was on top, and as Kris' head broke the surface, she gave a victorious snort.
"Whatever, man." Kris laughed.
Blue stayed on top of Kris for a little while longer, looking into his eyes.
"What are you doing, girl?" Kris said, a bit weirded out by the raptor staring at him. He waved a hand in front Blue's eyes, causing her to blink and look away. She wasn't sure what made her stare, it just happened. Blue was somewhat embarrassed from her actions. What was happening to her? She shook her head physically, moving off of Kris.
Kris stood, giving her a cautious look, "Everything alright?"
Blue didn't want their fun to end on a negative note, so she whipped her tail around on the surface of the water, soaking him again.
Kris laughed again, smiling at the raptor, "Dammit, Blue."
Kris exited the water and scratched the back of his head, searching for something. Blue walked beside him, wondering what he was looking for.
"I forgot to get towels. I guess we're going to have to air dry, then."
λ
Murphy stepped out of the plane with confidence, stretching his stiff limbs and observing the valley in which the airstrip was located. The sun rose steadily, draping the island in a bright orange.
Murphy was a little aggravated already. They had to wait another two hours to land because the pilots couldn't find the landing strip in the dark. "It sure is beautiful. Too bad they let it go to waste, huh?" motioning to a woman next to him. The woman nodded, brushing her blonde her away from her eyes.
"Well then, we have no time to waste! Let's get this FOB up and running by noon!" Murphy yelled, giving the pilots a thumbs up as they began to take off again.
Murphy sighed, "I wonder if Vincent's ol' girl is still roaming around here."
The woman cringed slightly, "Shouldn't we... Not mention her? Out of respect?" her familiar British accent met Murphy's ears.
"May, you've worked with me for the past year, and you still don't understand that I don't really care." he said, his arms flying into the air.
"I suppose." she said, dully.
Murphy motioned for May to follow, beginning to walk away. He wanted to see how his base was coming along. At the moment, it was only a couple tents, and equipment being ferried from the Caribous to them, waiting to be set up later. He signaled to one of men that was walking to a Caribou, "Hey, how long you think this is gonna take to set up?"
The man turned around, surveying the tents. "Probably an hour or so."
Murphy nodded, looking again to the thick jungles in the distance. Something about the dark trees deeply perturbed him. He felt like there was something in them, silently watching, waiting to strike at any given moment.
δ
She watched as the humans set themselves up, shrouded behind the treeline. A deep growl resounded from within her. Every second that she watched these humans, the more she wanted to kill eahh and every one of them. Every passing second, her limit was being reached over and over again. However, she chose not to act right now. To take on such a large amount of humans at the same time was quite unwise, as she would get mowed down by their weapons easily.
She was used to waiting, however. Although it made her mad that she couldn't get out there and kill them all right now, she knew that she had to think things through. Not thinking before acting had led her to do regrettable things before, and she would not let that happen again.
She observed a short scrawny man who was directing the other humans. This one seemed to be their leader. Beside him stood a woman, who looked like she hated the man next to her.
She felt an opportunity was at hand. Maybe she could coax the woman into turning against her human counterparts. Two minds were better than one, after all. Of course, she would end up killing the woman, but she needed all the help she could possibly get.
With these pleasant thoughts in her head, she turned, walking off. It was time for her to relocate.
π
Murphy's eyebrows furrowed as he watched the jungle. He could've sworn that he saw something move. Shaking his head, figuring that he was seeing things, he looked around again. In the far distance, he could just see one of the hotels gleaming above the tall trees.
May caught his gaze and followed it. "We are going to the park, right?" she asked.
"Of course," he said, "but I want to establish an FOB here so that we can leave this to the secondary force coming in from Costa Rica. Then we'll take to the park and secure it."
May nodded, satisfied with his plan to an extent.
She didn't want to be here at all. She had mistakenly chosen a year prior to work under Murphy. She had just graduated out of college, and was desperate for a part-time job. Once she got into a contract with Murphy, she couldn't really escape it. At first, that didn't seem like such a bad thing. However, as time went by, he became more angry and asked more of her. Somehow, he was able to convince her to come to a dinosaur-infested island. It didn't seem that bad in the beginning, but as she sat on that plane for eleven hours, crampt into next to burly men toting automatic rifles, she had a lot of time to reconsider her choice.
At this point, May was scared, but she couldn't show it to Murphy. He liked to poke and tease her everytime she showed weakness. Evertime she threatened to quit on him, he would compensate her with a handsome raise of pay which was enough for her to deal with his shit for a couple more weeks. Where he got his money, May would never know. She assumed that being the assistant to the CEO of a company like InGen would pay well, but not enough to pay for hundreds of soldiers and two planes.
Even though she was terrified, May always had an interest in Jurassic World's story, and how the whole event folded. Being the assistant to Murphy at the time, the whole incident caused her to work overtime hours to help InGen resolve their PR issues. Despite that, she still thought the accident was intriguing. It was odd to be here after knowing what had happened. Everything seemed so alive and vibrant, but May always thought back to what happened, and how many lives were lost in those days.
May was snapped out of her thoughts when Murphy opened his mouth. "Why don't you make yourself useful and find a way to get me a cup of joe."
May seethed with anger. "With all due respect, sir," she spat, "Where the hell am I supposed to get you coffee here?"
Murphy shrugged, not even giving May a glance. "You're a smart girl, I'm sure you can find a way."
May was somewhat surprised that Murphy even conceded that kind of complement to her as she walked towards the tents, where she would spend her time acting busy.
Ω
Kris opened the door to the trailer, stepping in with a wide smile on his face. Blue followed behind him, and he shut the door.
"Well that was a great day, huh, girl?"
Blue gave him a happy bark. His jubliance was contagious, and it spread to Blue quickly.
They had spent the rest of the day on the dock. Kris had sat on a chair, and tried fishing into the lake. He never caught anything, but that didn't quite matter to him. It was refreshing as well as relaxing to sit on the dock and fish whilst idly talking to Blue. Neither of them understood each other, but they would sometimes speak to each other about random things. Kris would talk about what life was like in the United States. Blue would talk about memories she had as a youngling. Midway through the day, Blue had briefly gone out to hunt, but came back empty. She was scared of leaving Kris alone for too long. The sun had set, however, and now it was time for them to unwind.
"Would you like something to eat, girl?" Kris said as he shoveled chips into his mouth.
Blue moved over to him, observing some of the human goods that were laid out on the counter. She didn't quite know what she was looking at, but she knew it was food, and she was hungry.
"Actually..." Kris reached down and opened the mini fridge, pulling out a full filet mignon steak, encased in plastic wrap.
"I saw this earlier and I thought you would enjoy it," Kris said, grinning as he unwrapped the steak. "I'm not too sure if it's expired or not, but you don't care do you?"
Blue eyed the meat fervently, the sight alone making her stomach rumble.
Once he took the saran wrap off, he presented the steak to the raptor. "Would you like me to heat it up or—?" Kris wasn't able to finish his sentance as Blue took the meat into her mouth eagerly.
"Nevermind then," Kris chuckled.
Blue devoured the steak in a few seconds, licking her lips as she finished. The meal only slightly satisfied her, but it would hold her off until tomorrow.
Kris wasn't all too hungry, and thus began to turn out the lights, ready to sleep. He said one last goodnight to Blue as he shut off the last light, lying down on the couch, and shutting his eyes with pleasant thoughts.
A few peaceful minutes went by, and he was about to drift into sleep, when he felt something nudge his side. Kris opened his eyes, blinking. He reached up, turning one of the lights on.
Blue was standing there, looking at him attentively. "You wanna sleep with me, huh?" Kris said, half-asleep.
He sighed standing up and pulling the couch so it was in the middle of the walkway that ran through the trailer. It had just enough room to fit sideways. He pulled the pillows off, pulling it out into a bed.
"Wow, there's been sheets and everything in here this whole time," Kris groggily spoke as he finished, collapsing back onto the bed, draping the sheet over him. Blue gently lay down on the bed, careful not to rip the bed up. She set her head against one of the pillows, watching Kris as he fell asleep. Blue tried falling asleep as he did, but she couldn't. Too many thoughts were in her head about what happened today. She was truly glad that she had a companion. Blue hadn't had genuine fun like she had earlier since she a was youngling with Old Alpha.
Blue moved closer to Kris, resting her head against his chest. The action caused him to awake from his slumber. He could roughly see the outline of Blue from the moonlight that was casted through the trailer's windows. Kris sighed again, trying to keep himself from getting annoyed.
"Get comfortable while you're at it," Kris said while tapping her back, letting her know it was okay to advance.
Blue snuggled close to him, and Kris draped the blanket over them. Her tail snaked over his legs as they snuggled. Blue let out a long breath, observing the human, making sure that he wasn't angered with her.
She could see him staring at the ceiling. He didn't look annoyed or uncomfortable, instead deep in thought. While she was watching, she took note of the considerable wounds on his face. She reached out to the best of her ability, touching his now scarring cheek with the back of her claw. She let out a soft croon of apology and regret.
Kris exhaled deeply, wrapping an arm under the raptor. "It's alright, girl."
Kris was relieved by her act. It showed that the raptor really cared about him. He had been living through the whole day with the thought that all of this could've just been a facade put on by Blue. This showed Kris that they were officially friends now, and that made him happy. How quickly they had acclimatized was still a little jarring to Kris, as it was to Blue, but both of them were able to look past it, focusing on their new founded relationship.
Kris looked down to see Blue sleeping, the dinosaur peacefully snoozing on his chest. As Kris fell into a deep slumber, he was sincerely jovial for the first time in his stay on Isla Nublar.
I suppose Christmas came early in 2019 because I posted twice in a week. How nice. I hope you guys enjoyed. Special thanks to Leviathan for helping me develop this chapter, and Xahraxs for the idea of the bathing scene.~Σιhγμα
