After 10 wrong turns, and a run in with some very angry people, we finally manage to get outside. The hot temperature outside made me want to go back to the air-conditioned building, but what would I do sitting there?

"Hey, do you know where the bus station is?" I ask Owen.

"Nope. I came in 2 days before you did, remember?"

"Yeah." Both of us think for a while.

"Let's just go ask some tourists."

"How would the tourists know? They're well, tourists."

"But they might have a map or something. Do you have a better idea?"

"Let's go ask an employee." I cross my arms over my chest. We were supposed to be the people working here.

"What? That's no fun. Look at that, " he said as he pointed his finger at a very pretty woman in a red sundress. "Now look at that." He pointed to a middle-aged man with a paunch in the Jurassic World uniform.

"You're seriously going to ask someone on the basis of their attractiveness?"

"Yep," he winks at me. I roll my eyes. "Watch and learn sweetheart," he says and approaches the woman in the red dress.

I head over to the guy.

"Excuse me sir, do you know where the bus station is?"

"Oh yes. You go straight from here, take a right, walk another block, and there should be one behind the Mosasaurus exhibit." Turns out the old guy was friendly.

"Will there be a bus to take us directly to the Employee residential section?"

"Ah, no," he observes me for a minute. "You're new here right?"

"Yep. My first day, actually."

He looks surprised, taking in my appearance. "Huh. Well not a very good start, then."

"Nope." I stick a stray piece of hair behind my ear.

"Well, anyways. You can take the bus to the Triceratops Territory, and then you'll have to walk. I'm assuming you live near the lake?"

"Yes."

"Great. It shouldn't be hard to find." Then he takes a piece of paper from his bag and writes something on it."

"So this is a standard tourist's map, but as you can see, that's the lake," he says as he points towards the north section of the island. "That's where you want to go."

"Thank you so much, sir." I fold the map and put it in my pocket.

"Anytime kid. Good luck."

"I'm going to need it." I smile at him, and then make my way towards my highly idiotic partner.

He was still chatting up the woman. Typical. I tap his shoulders, trying to get his attention. That doesn't work. So I grab his vest, and pull him as hard as I could. That actually does work.

"What are you doing?" a highly annoyed Owen asks me.

"I got the information. Let's go now."

"Wait, but I am so close to getting her number-"

"I don't care. You are here to work, god dammit."

"Fine." He leaves me and walks over to the lady. Looking at her smile, and Owen's attempts to make a move on her, I give up. He's never going to be serious. I ignore the two of them and walk in the direction of the bus stop.

Owen catches up not that much later.

"Hey Amber, guess what?"

I sigh. "You got her number," I say blandly.

"Yes I did!" he sounds more excited than Sarah when she heard that I was going to Jurassic World. Speaking of whom, I have to call my family. "How did you know?" he asks me, curious.

"You don't have to be genius to figure that out," I roll my eyes, and stand under the shade of the bus stand. Boy, the heat was really getting to me now.

The bus to Triceratops territory arrives almost 7 minutes later. Somehow I had managed to shut Owen up, so I could think in peace. The last few days have been a bit overwhelming. The actual job, Owen, Lilith, Claire, Simon Masrani, and the eggs. I think i doze off at some point, because Owen shakes me awake, and we get down the bus.

The man sure wasn't lying when he said we had to walk. After trekking through what seems to be like 3 miles, we finally see our house. I'm pretty sure we would be lost, if it wasn't for the map. After I go back I'm going to frame this thing.

I take out the keys to the house from my pocket and unlock the door. Inside we see a complete mess. So many cardboard boxes strewn everywhere, it was hard for us to even climb the stairs.

"Wow, I guess they brought my stuff too!" Owen says, as he enters the house.

"Yeah, so many boxes. We're going to need at least 2 days to put everything in its place," I tell him. He grabs a box and sits on the floor.

"Yep." He opens the box with a knife he took out from his jacket.

"Oh look, my entire movie collection is here!" he happily says.

I run into the kitchen to get a pair of scissors. Then I start opening my own boxes.

"Yes! My entire Harry Potter collection came in!" Finally!

"Geek," Owen mouths to me.

"Shut up. I'm not the one who has an entire box full of comic books. Like seriously man, the 'Infinity Gauntlet'? 'Spider-verse'? You're a bigger geek than I am."

He snatches the box out of my hands. "Where did you even find that? Why did you find that?"

I hand the box over to him and then walk over to the phone. "Hey Owen, I'm going to order some food. Wow, they even have a menu and everything here. Anyways, you want anything?"

"Oh, man, I didn't even know I had these!" Ok. Owen was pretty distracted. Never mind, I'll just order 2 pizzas. After I finish ordering a Pepperoni pizza with stuffed crust and mushrooms, I get back to opening more boxes.

A smile finds its way on my face when I open the next box. Dad had sent my souvenirs from our previous digs. Owen has a peek. He gently picks up a pointy ivory horn from the box, and studies it.

"What's this?" he asks me.

I smile at Owen. "Yeah, that's a triceratops horn."

He looks amazed by it. "Wow. Where did you get it?"

"I dug it."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"How did you find it?"

"That's a funny story actually.."

*flashback*

1993-

Alan Grant was working on a dig Montana. He was completely frazzled; it had been two weeks, after all. 2 months without a single trace of any fossil.

"Alan, there's nothing at the East side .We checked." A young woman in khaki shorts tells him. She was nervous. There had to be something, they checked with the geologists. The age of the rocks was right, the type of the rocks was right, so why weren't they finding anything?

"Then double check," Alan angrily said to the woman. This was not his first dig. He knew that it could take time to find the fossils. But 2 months! That was a lot of time.

"We did," she patiently explained to him. "but there wasn't a trace of anything. The North side still holds some promise, but the South and West are most likely to be dry."

A little girl, maybe 7 years old runs towards the woman with a toy tyrannosaurus rex in her hand.

"Mommy! Daddy! I want to dig." She looked at Alan with determination in her eyes. Alan instantly melted. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for his daughter. His anger instantly vanished when he saw her.

"Okay darling. Mommy will give you some tools. Just promise me you won't disturb the other people and you won't stray far off from the site, okay?" he smiled at her.

"Okay." She hugged him and ran off.

"So," the woman starts. "I'll give her the tools. Don't stress out too much." She gave him a kiss on his forehead.

"Yeah, okay Veronica." He smiled at her. She smiled back. She left and entered one of the equipment tents.

"Amber!" she called out, and the little girl ran inside the tent.

"Mommy!"

"Pick out the one you like." Veronica told her.

"Okay."

After some searching, the pair found a brush and a small shovel for Amber to work with.

"Now be safe, and don't wander away, you get me?"

"Yes." Amber turned and ran out as fast as she came in. She knew the perfect spot to dig. She went to the middle of the kitchen tent, and started to dig. She dug as fast as possible for a 7 year old kid. She is almost about to take a break when she spots it. A part of the skull.

"AMBER! What are you doing?" Alan storms inside the tent, pretty mad at his daughter.

Amber smiles at him. "Look Daddy! I found something!"

Alan grabs his daughter and forces her down on a chair. "Look darling, we do not mess up inside a tent, okay? Now you know that this equipment is very expensive, and, damn, you tore the groundsheet?" he sighed. "Great, just great. You are in a lot of trouble, missy."

However, Amber didn't show any sign of guilt. Alan was a little confused, Amber was a nice kid. She always accepted her mistakes, and even helped to fix them. But right now, Amber was smiling happily and was very excited about something. Huh.

"What is it, Amber? Do you have something to show me?" Alan asked her.

She nodded her head. "Yes!" Then she pulled at his hand and then showed him her work. It was not very professional, but then again, she was just a kid. Alan peered inside, and what he found made his heart stop.

Amber had found the fossils. He immediately called Veronica.

"Vera, listen up. We found the fossils. Come to the kitchen tent. You'll be surprised."

He then smiled at the girl in front of him and lifted her up. "I am so proud of you darling. How did you know that it was there?"

"I didn't. I just thought, that if you couldn't find it anywhere around the camp, then it had to be in the camp!"

"Smart girl." He set her down. Veronica was very shocked by Amber's discovery.

"Well maybe that's what we needed all along. A different perspective. But Alan, this is great and all, but we're going to have to relocate our camp."

Alan's eyes widen in realization. "Oh boy."

The relocating took only 2 days, with the entire crew helping out, and on the third day, they picked up where Amber left. The excavated bones were of a triceratops.

*end of flashback*

"You were 7?" Owen looked shocked.

"Yep. Digging dinosaurs ever since!" I proudly say. Good times, those.

"So how was it like, you know? Your childhood?" he asks me.

"It was- most definitely not normal, but it was nice, I guess, most of it at least."

"That's very vague."

"Well you tell me about your childhood then." I cross my arms and look at him, eyes locked on firmly.

"Okay," he starts. "Most of my kid years I spent working in a garage. Working around, messing with the internals of a car, that was real fun, you know?"

"Sounds nice, was your dad a mechanic?"

"Yeah, sort of. He owned the Auto-shop, but he made me sit and watch his employees fix cars. I learnt a lot of things from him; by the time I was 18 I could create a fully functional engine with some spare parts."

"Wow, that sounds awesome."

"After school, I joined the Navy. I was almost going to be a commander."

"So how'd you end up here?" Owen seemed to have a great life. How on earth did he land himself in this mess?

"Long story short, there was an accident. And a Vice Admiral's daughter." Of course there was.

"So they kicked you out?" I ask him.

"Nope, more like they hitched a plan with InGen to send me on the most dangerous assignment they had. I bet they're still hoping I'll die so I won't join back when I finish with the raptors."

"That's even worse than kicking you out."

"Yeah, I guess there weren't a lot of volunteers. Speaking of which, how did you end up here?"

"Oh, uh-," how do you tell somebody you're broke without sounding poor?

That's easy. You tell him, "I was broke and this job pays well, so here I am!"

Not now, inner Amber. Thankfully the doorbell rings, so I jump up before Owen could even process what was happening and dash at the door. I open it to see the pizza delivery guy. In my hurry to get away from awkward conversations, I forgot the money.

"Hey Owen! Can you please get my bag from the table? I need to pay for the pizza." I shout.

"You ordered pizza! Awesome. I'll pay." He offered. Yay! Free food!

The pizza guy looks at us happily. When Owen comes with his wallet, the boy tells him "You guys are couple goals."

Both of us look at him as if he suddenly grew triceratops horns on his forehead.

"No!" Both of us say at the same time. "We are not in a relationship!" Somehow, we say that together too.

The pizza guy hands Owen the bill and runs out, yelling loud, "YES! I SHIPPED IT FIRST!" We look at him weirdly.

"He's crazy," Owen whispers to me.

"I wonder what's shipping." I comment and shut the door.