For Robert Muldoon death came slow and painful.
Ever since he watched Lucy leave things had quickly fallen apart. In just the matter of a few hours things had gotten out of control leaving the entire system of the park to shut down cutting them off from all contact. The animals got loose, and the tour jeeps attacked. The moment Arnold told them that the systems were shutting down his heart leapt into his throat. Racing to Nerdy's desk, he clutched the table top asking Arnold who was checking the computer if the raptor fences were down? Thankfully they weren't. With the radios down, and knowing very where the animals would be able to get loose, Hammond asked Robert if he would be so kind in returning his grandchildren. As much as Robert hated to admit it to himself, for a brief moment he truly didn't want to. If he went out there, truly not knowing what to expect this meant he would break his promise to Lucy.
These children were innocent and sweet, Lucy's own distant family in fact. She would have wanted him to go out. Hammond knew him, trusted him, and if anyone would go out he outta be him. He was at least experienced with these animals, no matter what the size or how dangerous they were. Still for just a lingering second he saw Lucy's face as he saw her off in the garage and his heart grew heavy. Still, he swallowed his pride and nodded trying not to show any of this on his face. Saying sure, he left with Ellie and arrived less than fifteen minutes. When the T-Rex attacked, he focused simply on shifting the gears and making the jeep go like Hell. Hearing Malcolm's and Ellie's screams, he stared forward only allowing himself once to glance back once at the rearview mirror at what was chasing them. Once the jeep outran it, leaving the monster in the distance. Grinning, he knew the moment he got to his Lucy on the main land he would scoop her up, and never let her go. By morning they decided on shutting down and restarting the entire system. When they carefully moved Malcolm down to the emergency bunker, they wanted for Arnold to return from the shed to restart the power. Pacing, glancing at his weapons' lockers his heart grew heavy. Nervously he held his hat, and kept thanking God that he had insisted on making Lucy go to the main land.
Thinking back just a week or so ago to the miscarriage his heart ached. The morning after she ha been taken to the hospital she got what the doctor called a D&C. It was a simple procedure, in which Lucy begged for him to go in with her for. Standing beside her squeezing his hand, he still felt so exhausted and in a trance from the last twenty-four hours. Lucy had been silent, and as she laid on the table, her legs up the nurse placed a mask over her face giving her gas. In just a matter of a few seconds her eyelids grew heavy and he instantly knew she was drugged. The doctor, a kind older man began and the noises from the machine made Robert feel sick. Instead he kept a strong face on, stone set and continued firmly holding her hand. Deep down inside hating himself for being the reason she was having to do this. When it was finished they wheeled her back to recovery and he stayed with her, never letting go of her hand once. What he wanted now more than anything was to tell her everything was okay. To hold her hand and tell her he wanted to start a family with her. That she would indeed make a wonderful mother and he wanted to have lots of children with her.
Tons in fact. Standing there in the dimly lit bunker, he wanted his Lucy more than anything in the entire world. Just to hold her, kiss her, and tell her he loved her. A few minutes later Ellie complained that something had gone wrong. Arnold hadn't been back in what seemed to be going on nearly an hour. Knowing she was right he wouldn't allow her to go off alone and get herself killed. Unlocking his shotgun and loading a round inside it. He couldn't live with himself if he let her go out there alone and very well end up getting killed. Together they marched out and discovered that due to them restarting the power, the raptor fences were down. Glaring with his large blue eyes at the twisted torn apart fence and claw prints in the dirt, he instantly became alert.
Remembering his hunting days, his eyes became sharp, his breathing short, and his senses on edge. He led Ellie into the tree line where he looked around. Ellie remarked that if they ran they could make it to the shed. That's when his sights narrowed and he saw it moving a few yards away in the bushes.
"No we can't…"
"Why not?"
"Because, we're being hunted…"
He ordered Ellie to run and slowly began to walk towards the movement. His heart hammering in his chest, he climbed over a few grown over trunks and roots. Staring, he saw her right in his sights, just a few more feet and he would have the perfect shot. Squatting, he leaned forward placing his hat down. Slowly he unfolded the stock of his gun and learned forward. Taking a deep breath he went to aim when… The bushes burst open and there less than a foot away was the lead raptor. Her wild eyes seemed to be smiling at him as it's nostrils flared, and it glared it's fangs. Knowing very well he wouldn't have a chance to fire a shot, he made sudden peace that this was it. He wouldn't see Lucy simply because he let these bastards get the best of him.
He under estimated them, and now not just himself but Lucy would pay the price. Staring into it's eyes he said…
"Clever girl…"
With that as he swung trying his last ditch effort in turning the gun to fire, the raptor screamed lunging and flinging it's entire body weight straight at Robert. Knocking him backwards and breaking his back, Robert tried to grip his gun before the raptor hissed and slashed his midsection open with it's razor long claw. Screaming as blood began to spray Robert felt his insides get torn out of him as the raptor bore down and tore his throat out. Just seconds later his heart stopped and he bled out. The raptor fed a little longer before he heard the others call. Jumping up, discarding it's kill it ran off through the bushes. Robert's pale lifeless fafe stared up at the little bit of sky that showed through the canopy of lush tree leafs. His body was sprawled, his once muscular tanned body now pale and bloody. His chest and stomach torn open, his insides ripped out, and his throat a bleeding mess. The last thing that went through his mind besides the horrible numbing pain was Lucy. "Stop it! I'm all ready dead you bastard! Stop!" His mind cried before everything went numb and cold and a darkness washed over his vision. That was the end of Robert Muldoon.
1997
Lucy was currently living in Northern California. She had lost a great deal of weight and now looked gaunt and pale. She was renting out a small cabin on Big Bear Lake where she had been living for the last two years. When she first flew back to the states after the incident, she returned home on the East Coast. Her parents tried their hardest to be comforting but she knew they would never understand how she felt. When it simply came down to it, they would side with family.
They had voiced how they felt about Robert and her relationship in the past. In fact she clearly remembered her mother saying that Robert was old enough to be her father and people would talk. As much as they tried to tell her how sorry they felt, she knew deep in her heart they could never understand. A town car sent from her parents had picked her up from the airport, exhausted and jet lagged, she took the car and sat in the back seat staring out the window, the box with Robert's ashes sitting in her lap. With his bracelet now on her wrist she stared out not watching the small town she grew up in unfold. Instead she stared knowing if she focused too much another breakdown would happen. She felt in the last few weeks she had cried as much as she possibly could. Her stomach was upset, her face gaunt, and her chest hurting. This terrible pain just wouldn't quit. Every time even gave it the slightest bit of thought a brand new fit of crying would convulse her. Over and over again she replayed that weekend in her mind. How could she have been so stupid and let him talk her into leaving? None of this would have happened if she had stayed. They had only been together a little over four months officially, but from the moment she laid eyes on him she knew she loved him. He had been by her side ever since and now all because of some stupid mistake, he was dead. Robert was dead. This echoed over and over again in her mind. She still didn't want to truly believe that it was true. The horrible reality of it kept gnawing at her. Sitting there she knew very well she was on the verge of losing her mind. When she arrived home her parents were there to greet her. She was sure John had all ready spoken to them and their hugs were stiff and not even the slightest bit comforting.
She loved her parents, but they had never been close. Traveling and money had been their way ever since she could remember. For years she had tried to form a better relationship with them, but from the moment she began working at Jurassic Park before she begun college, she could sense a distance. One thing was for sure, she knew they had never approved of Robert or the age difference. Not wanting to get into it, she simply told them she was tired and would talk later. Carrying her bags and the box she went up the long spiral staircase as her parents nervously watched. Once she was inside her bedroom, the one she hadn't seen since she graduated high school with high honors, she shut the door behind her and looked around. This seemed all wrong. She didn't belong here, she wanted to be back in her trailer with Robert, not here. Walking to her bed her mind began to race. There was lots to do, but she had a very good feeling this may very well be the last night she ever stayed here. She loved her parents, but they would forever never understand the loss she had suffered. Instead, she laid back staring at the ceiling and her heavy eyelids closed. That night her mother had brought her up a tray of food, gently shaking her shoulder. Feeling drugged by the much needed sleep, Lucy blinked and turned over. Her mother sat on the edge of the bed and motioned to the nightstand.
"Are you hungry?"
Lucy sat up slightly and shook her head.
"No, thank you…"
"Are you all right?"
Sighing, all Lucy wanted to do was burst into tears and wrap her arms around her she simply stared at her and shook her head.
"Not really…"
"Your uncle said you are a very lucky girl…In-Gen was kind enough to give you a settlement."
Money, it all came down to money.
Glaring, Lucy shook her head. "Hush money more like…"
"Don't think that way Lucy, I mean you two weren't even married. Money like that you'll be set for life. I know what happened was terrible, but you're safe and that's all that matters. You can do whatever you want now. Go to school, continue with your career, meet somebody new and get married…"
That was it for Lucy, staring at her with disbelief, she tried to control her breathing.
"Mom…do you even hear yourself? My fiancé' was brutally attacked and killed…"
"And i'm sure he would haver wanted you to live your life. You can't be in mourning until the end of time…"
Knowing she was too tired to get into it with her, Lucy locked eyes with her mother.
"Robert was a good man. A real man. Everything he wanted…he wanted for me. He died trying to protect and save people…Lex and Tim in fact. I know you and dad never liked him, for what reason is beyond me. Instead you are going to side with John and that's fine…
"Lucy…"
"But I'll always remember that mother, and the fact you didn't come when I had the miscarriage…"
Her mother's face dropped as Lucy continued.
"So we'll leave it at that."
Her mother sighed standing up and smoothing her slacks out.
"I'll never understand you Lucy, you have your whole future ahead of you."
Lucy glared up, her eyes watering with anger.
"My future ended the moment the man I loved died."
Shaking her head her mother turned and left, shutting the door behind her. Knowing this was it, Lucy checked the clock and saw it was a little after eleven. Standing up she opened her closet and took down two suitcases and began to pack the little she had. Once she was finished, she called ahead for a taxi and decided to check into a hotel in town. In the morning she would wire her money into a private account. Then she would decide on where to go. Writing a brief note she left it on the main table downstairs and crept out without making a noise. It was the last time Lucy ever saw her parents again. Carrying her suitcases she sat on the front steps listening to the crickets chirping in the darkness before the taxi pulled up. She never looked back.
That night as she laid in the hotel, the box of Robert's remains by her side she spaced out drumming her fingers against her chest. It would take a lot of time, she knew that. Years in fact, but she would get her revenge for Robert, one way or another.
Present
Lucy sat in her cabin in black tights and a long sleeve black shirt. She was zipping up her boots as she watched the TV.
For the past five years she had kept an extremely low profile. After she left her parent's she wired her money into a private account and flew over seas where she finally after months of hunting found Robert's ex wife. He had briefly mentioned her a few times when they first started sleeping together and she was going simply by just a name. Finding her in London England, she was a middle aged woman with red hair and owned her own coffee shop outside of the city. When she arrived, Lucy stated who she was and instantly the woman's face fell.
The two met for coffee after closing and Lucy said how sorry she was for disturbing her but she knew Robert had no family and she felt he deserved the right for at least one person from his past to know what happened to him. Robert's ex was a kind woman by the name of Joan. She was remarried and had two little boys of her own. Outside it was raining and both sat across from each other. Lucy decided not to say exactly what kind of park Jurassic was. Instead she said it was a wild animal attack in which the company was trying to cover up. Joan listened and once Lucy finished she struggled to control her tears. Reaching over Joan squeezed her hand.
"You poor thing, I'm so sorry…"
Lucy sniffled, hating to show such emotion. She had barley any contact with anyone since she began traveling. Now here she was pouring her heart out to a complete stranger.
"Robert and I met while he was on holiday over here, We married very quickly…too quickly and it ended basically the same way. He was a good man, and treated me well but at the end we simply just wanted different things. I regret how badly it ended, but the way you speak of him, he sounds like the Robert I once loved and married. I'm so sorry…"
I wanted to give you this…"
Lucy slid the piece of paper over. Turning it over, Joan nearly gasped. Out of the twelve million, Lucy was giving her ten. She hated even keeping two herself, but she figured money like that could keep her off the grid forever, which was exactly what she wanted.
"How did you…"
"From the company, it's in my own private account. Say it was left to you, make up any story…"
"I can't take this…Robert and I haven't spoken in years."
"He didn't say much about you, but I don't want it…honestly. Take the money and give your children the life they deserve, okay?
Joan stared at the check in disbelief.
"How can I ever thank you?"
"Don't, just know that John Hammond…the owner of Jurassic Park is a lair and never…I mean never allow your children to visit that park if it ever opens. Promise me?"
Joan nodded before Lucy stood up, fixing her coat.
Before Joan could even thank her or get up Lucy was out the door.
With her two million Lucy traveled about before finally settling in Big Bear under a new name, Lucy Muldoon. She rented the cabin, and spent most of her time there, keeping to herself and only visiting town once a week. Her neighbors were all older and kind, knowing she was a young girl and not exactly sure of what she did for a living, only that she came from money. Lucy spent those years silent, researching her uncle's work as time went on.
It was just last year that she heard of her parent's death in a car accident. When she looked up and found this news she felt nothing. She knew her family was looking for her but she didn't care. As far as they were concerned she was dead. Traveling privately she arrived five months later and went to their graves. Filled with regret, she touched the stones and sighed. As rocky as their relationship was, she still loved them and had chosen to turn her back on them. The house and everything was left to whatever remanding family there was. Now at age twenty-three she felt so much older than she actually was. Bowing her head she cried and knew if she didn't build up the nerve sooner or later, what she wanted might actually never happen.
On that evening a year later Lucy was sitting zipping up her boots in front of the TV. Robert's urn on the mantel place. Her eyes hollow, and much older looking than they actually was she watched the frantic news reports of San Diego.
"Malcolm…"
She softly whispered as she watched, hardly able to believe her own eyes. She had heard rumors of Hammond trying to rebuild in that area, starting all over again but the project had been top secret and unless she truly wanted to come out of hiding she couldn't snoop much further. Now here it was out in the clear blue. Hammond after everything was rebuilding a new park. Glaring, her hands tightened into fists.
Silent she knew this was it. She would have to wait until everything died down, and as much as she knew this would ruin him and In-Gen for good, it wasn't enough. Silently she rose, walking to her hallway closet. Kneeling she removed a floorboard and took out her cashbox along with several guns she had bought over the last few years. Loading one, she stared blankly off, and spoke as if Robert could hear her.
"For you Robert…all for you…"
