TROUBLE
I closed my eyes as I held the satellite phone to my ear, my dad's voice coming through. Billy stood in front of me, worry etched in his face as Linda finished patching up my arms. She left to give us privacy and Billy nudged me, edging me to go on. I sighed and opened my eyes.
"Angela? Angela are you there? Where are you?"
"I'm…I'm in Florida-"
"Bullshit." A new voice came over the line and my eyes widened.
"Ian? What the hell are you-"
"You lied to us Angela." Alan's voice came back over the line and I felt every piece of guilt and shame drop into the pit of my stomach, "How could you do this? We told you not to go, we've told you everything about this island."
"Dad listen, I'm old enough-"
"You haven't even graduated Angela! You don't have a degree in anything yet! Paleontology is different-" there was a garble and Ian's voice came over instead.
"Angela, listen. We're coming to pull you the hell out of there. There are things on that island that could kill you with a microscopic bite. So…stay put.
"Ian you-Billy!" I stared at the man in front of me as Billy took the phone from me, I stood up and leaned next to him, my ear pressed close to his to still hear.
"Dr. Grant? Dr. Grant are you there?" Billy folded his arm across his stomach and I heard silence before a frustrated groan.
"Please…please tell me that isn't you Billy."
"Don't worry Dr. Grant, Angela's safe here with me and we've even got that Robert Muldoon guy who was here when you guys were here."
"Billy you're going to get the both of you killed and I'll-"
"She'll be safe, we only have a few days left. We'll see you when we get into Miami." Billy hung up and I stepped back, staring at him as he handed the phone to me, "there you go."
"I can't believe you just did that." I sat back on the table before putting my head in my hands, "I can't believe I just did that. I've never lied to either one of them before…Ian hates it even when I joke.. God, they'll never trust me with anything again."
"It's like you said Angie, you're old enough." He hopped up besides me and draped an arm around me, "This Ian guy, Ian Malcolm. What was he doing with your dad?"
"I don't know, Alan was supposed to be gone by like, the other day. I don't know, I don't know about anything anymore. Maybe this was a bad idea."
Billy sighed next to me and I sat up, leaning against him as shame washed over me in waves, he leaned his head against mine and brushed a kiss against my temple.
"Tell me about Ian, you've mentioned him a couple times. Something going on between you two?"
"I don't know, yeah I guess so. I mean…yeah there is." I picked at my bandages and Billy flicked my hand away from them, "It's just hard at the moment since I'm pretty sure my dad hates him. Plus the age gap."
"Well your dad hated me too."
"You annoyed him."
Billy laughed and I joined in softly as Linda poked her head into the trailer again, I smiled tightly.
"Everything went okay?"
"More or less." I answered as Billy hopped off, making room for her to finish patching up the cuts on my back, "…Do you mind Billy?"
"No, not at all." He leaned against the wall with a smirk and Linda rolled her eyes.
"Out, out now. There will be no staring at the half naked girl while I'm here." She shooed him out of the trailer despite his weak protests as I smiled to myself and stripped off my shirt, wincing as the cuts on my back stretched and pulled. Linda let out a breath, "They did quite a number on you."
"Yeah, I can feel that you know."
I laid down on my stomach as she began to patch up my back, I rested my head in my arms, reveling in the soft touches and the barely there sting. Linda kept quiet and I felt myself drifting off, every muscle in my body slowly relaxing. I closed my eyes.
I leaned against the inside of my cot, pen in my hand scratching away at the paper in my lap as I thought of introductions to my piece. Billy was completely out above me, one arm hanging over the side of the bed as he snored softly. Jose was eating and writing things down in his own journal as twenty different kinds of plants were spread out around him in his bunk. Clark and Kent were eating along with Linda and Hugh. Muldoon was still outside with the other men, probably setting up the perimeter again and checking everything out for the second night.
I bit the end of my pen and stared down at the half ass intro I had made, I'd update it when I started typing it our but something just seemed off. I scratched out a sentence and started again just as Muldoon came into the trailer, boots muddy and I noticed that it was actually raining outside. I watched as he shed his boots and nodded to the others before hanging up his gun in the locked safe. I scooted towards the end of my bed, pen and paper behind me as he sat down in his cot. He looked up at me and I criss-crossed my legs.
"Get patched up all right Angela?"
"Yep, smart idea to bring a medic. How's everything outside? I didn't even notice it was raining outside, I never heard anything."
"Rain proof walls, can't hear a thing. Which is bad more so than good."
"Why?"
"You can't hear any predators coming until its too late." He shrugged out of his shirt then his undershirt and I stared as more scars and cuts were revealed. I blushed and looked away as Muldoon caught my stares, he chuckled, "'S all right. Not much I can do about them anyways."
"How'd you get them? How are you like, not in ribbons yet?"
"The longer ones," he traced several going down his abdomen, "Were from the raptors back when I 'saved' your mom. Clever girl had attacked me. The others are from getting to close to the animals here and a few misplaced shots."
"Gunshots?"
"Hammond hired complete inexperienced idiots to help the animals along. Get in the way of a shaky gunman and you feel the bullet go through your shoulder." He shrugged and wiped at the mud that clung to his skin. Our showers weren't working that well but everything smelled strange around here so I don't think anyone really cared, "I'd ask how you got your scars but I already know."
"Oh ha-ha, very funny. Look, I'm rolling around laughing my ass off." I laughed as he put on a snug white t shirt before getting up to go change his ruined pants. He ruffled my hair and I punched his hamstring as he walked away. I picked up my notebook again as Billy moved above me, taking his hand with him. I set my things down again and rolled my eyes, getting up to close his drapes and give him some privacy.
"Angela! Come eat." Hugh waved me over as I made a move to get back into my cot. I paused, I really should. All I had was some fruit and a third of Billy's sandwich. I shrugged to myself and walked over to where the others were seated at around a table, I smiled as Linda pulled out a chair for me, "Glad to see you're in one piece."
"It'll take more than a few compis to get rid of me."
"Like your dad?" Clark spoke up, his shaggy black hair nearly brushing his eyes. He gave a small smiled before going back to looking at his sandwich after I gave him a look, "We uh, intercepted the call by accident."
"He seems like an asshole." Kent spoke up broadly, shifting in his seat as I took a bite of the sandwich. I ignored it to love the food in my hand at the moment. My god that was delicious.
"Dead pool's an asshole." I commented back, pointing to his shirt, "But most assholes have their secret intention as well. He's just looking out for me, he remembers everything that happened to him here.
"Dead pool's fucking awesome." He muttered under his breath before guzzling down some water, I shrugged.
"Clark shut up, geez." Kent nudged his friend's arm and they shared a look before smirking to themselves. Linda and I shared a look of our own.
"You two are brothers aren't you? Either that or gay-"
"Brothers. By two days for some reason. I'm the older one and the tallest one." Clark cut off, eyes glinting for a few seconds before returning to normal behind his glasses, "Our dad was into comics and thought it would be funny to call us Clark and Kent."
"So what're your real names then?"
"Well I'm actually Clark."
"I'm Joseph." Kent leaned back in his chair, "But I like Kent better."
We laughed with them and I looked up as Muldoon walked back in from the bathroom, low slung jeans on. I grabbed another fold out chair and motioned to him to come eat before turning to the two brothers.
"Kent suits you. I agree." I winked at them loving the way Kent blushed and distracted himself with his water, Muldoon sat next to me and rubbed a hand over his face before making some concoction with the food.
"What about you Angela? Tell us about yourself, I mean your father's one of the top paleontologists in the world." Hugh spoke up, wiping his mouth with a napkin, I laughed to myself feeling the spotlight beam down on me.
"It's normal actually, it's not like he's Brad Pitt. I don't get special access into anywhere except maybe museums and digs. He's famous in paleontology, not Hollywood."
"What about the others who were in JurassicPark?" Linda looked to me and I gulped down some water before leaning back in my chair.
"What about them?"
"Do you know them? Well beside you Robert of course." She gave a smile in Muldoon's direction as he was mid bite, he just gave a short nod.
"Yeah. Ellie Sattler was my mom and I'm in Ian Malcolm's class at the University he teaches at. It's not like they get together to have a pow-wow about the trip. My mom used to wake up screaming a couple days after she got back. This place is a nightmare for them, they were hunted and people were killed right in front of them. Tim Murphy came here as well, the one who organized this. My dad saved his and his sister's ass when the Rex attacked them on the tour. These are monsters in their eyes, they don't want to remember."
They stared at me intently as I finished and I felt that hotness radiate through me, even Muldoon had stopped eating and was staring at his plate no doubt remembering the events he himself had gone through. I folded my arms across my chest suddenly feeling defensive before Hugh coughed and broke the trance everyone had. He scratched his chin under his beard.
"And what do…what do you think of this place?"
"Honestly? I think it's both beautiful and dangerous. I mean if we were to breed compis and sell them in Manhattan there'd be dead kids everywhere, we don't know what these dinosaurs are capable of and they don't know anything about us. For as much as they care, we're just walking things of meat and protein."
"I agree with Angela." Muldoon muttered, "All we should focus on is getting the equipment out of here as fast as we can, we're already bordering on three days and haven't even gotten to the compound on the other end of the island where most of the prized equipment are."
Everyone nodded in agreement and went back to eating more and scraping things off their plate. I chewed thoughtfully on a piece of meat as I stared outside the window where rain was slowly running down and falling off. The visitor's center was pitch black on the inside and I blindly thought of going back in there when everyone was asleep to snap a few shots privately. I shook it out of my head, no, that was a very bad idea.
I yanked my boots off as I leaned against the side of my cot; everyone was either falling asleep or had been asleep for the last ten minutes. I dropped the boot and sighed as exhaustion ran up through the soles of my feet and into my bones. All I did was take pictures today, how could I be this exhausted? Then again, I was always on alert because Muldoon had been muttering raptors all day so maybe the adrenaline killed me throughout the day. I leaned my back against the side and closed my eyes for a moment, listening to Billy's light snores besides me and the rain pelting from above.
God, what was I going to do? Alan was coming here to get me, probably by morning along with Ian and they were going to drag me back to the states where I'll either be dumped and scratched out of the will or dumped and thrown in the dirt with all the fossils…both a very highly likely chance. I rubbed my eyes and stumbled back out to where we had been eating, dragging a chair to the window and slumping into it, staring out at the prehistoric land before me. All of this, I had risked my relationship with my father and Ian to witness this. A part of me wanted to feel horrible but…when I touched that triceratops something had shifted in the gears of my mind. JurassicPark was…unique. Everything little boys had dreamed of and everything little girls had marveled at had come true; Hammond had engineered a living dream. Yes, but dreams don't usually eat people alive I heard Ian say in the back of my mind before I pushed him out of my thoughts.
"You should get some sleep. Need the energy for tomorrow."
I looked up as Muldoon came over, double checking his gun on the case before looking over at me. I turned away and shrugged, not saying anything. After a minute he pulled a chair over next to me and plopped himself in it, I tried not to stare at his scarred bare chest as he reclined further back.
"Thinkin' about your dad?"
"You can say that. He's supposed to pick me up tomorrow, along with Ian Malcolm. They told me not to come and I did and well…they're pissed."
"…Well if it's any comfort no planes can fly in this weather for another good twelve hours. You've got time to marvel in Jurassic for a bit." He smirked and I laughed softly, curling my legs to my chest and resting my chin on my knees.
"That's…I don't know how to feel about that actually."
"Think on it while you try to sleep." He got up and nudged me until I stood up as well, "C'mon, in you go girl."
I rolled my eyes as I made my way to my bunk, Muldoon behind me as he switched off all the lights and the generators for the night. I peeked in on Billy, some part of me relieved to still see him here before pulling my drapes back. Muldoon patted my back before climbing into his own bunk and closing the drapes shut. I slid into my blankets, pulling my own shut as I clicked on my ipod and curled up against the wall, closing my eyes. Rain continued to fall from above.
I woke up to something warm pressed against me and something sharp digging into my shoulder. I opened my eyes slowly, stretching my body like a cat's as a soft snore ghosted over my head, Billy was out cold next to me. I rolled my eyes inwardly as I untangled our legs, pulling away from the intense body heat that was being shared back and forth. I jumped out of my skin as Muldoon ripped back our drapes, smirk on his face as he knelt down next to me.
"You uh…you've got something in your bed."
"Shut up Robert. What time is it?"
"Time to eat before we trek over to the last compound, Billy!"
Billy jerked away, smacking his head above him and groaning as he fell back, clutching the side of his face, Robert chuckled.
"Atta boy, wake up." He walked away and I slid the drapes shut, enclosing us in semi darkness again. Billy rubbed his eyebrow before making room for me next to him as I tried to kick the hot covers off.
"Might I ask what you're doing in my bunker young man?" I yawned; Billy shrugged and kissed my cheek.
"It gets cold here doesn't it." he smiled brightly, eyes lighting up as he pulled the drapes back and stepped out of the bunk and up to his. I rolled my eyes and slid out as well, reaching for my bag for a change of clothes.
"You just wanted me for a human pillow." I smiled as I grabbed my toothbrush and headed to the bathroom, Billy following close behind with his own, he shrugged as I handed him my toothpaste and ran my own under the tap before beginning the minty routine.
"That reminds me, you seen The Human Centipede yet? I remember you talking about it when I last saw you." he shoved the toothbrush in his mouth as I perched myself on the sink.
"No, I was going to with Ian but he actually chickens out really easily." I spit into the sink and Billy raised an eyebrow.
"That was hot."
"Shut up." I mumbled around the toothbrush.
We finished quickly and I changed into my standard shorts, leggings and an old raggedy faded blue button up that Alan let me use when I visited at the digs as it got chilly at night. I wrapped the red bandana that had belonged to him around my ankle, covering up the worse nick the compis had gotten at yesterday. I did my makeup and straightened my hair before skipping out of the bathroom and over to where Linda had prepared some fruit and protein bars for us. We weren't supposed to cook really or start fires, the smells could attract the animals in good and bad ways. I smiled to everyone as I bit into watermelon, vaguely hearing Muldoon shouting to the other outside as they ran around getting things together.
"So how far away is this compound?" Clark asked from behind his computer, I peeked over his shoulder, "Because my computer isn't picking up anything on it."
"Muldoon said on the other end." I pointed out the site on the screen to him and he double clicked on the map, bringing up nothing, "That's weird."
"Everything ran on a global thing, I forget the name but it was supposed to save power economically so that there'd always be power on the island. Me and Kent managed to hack into terminals to get some kind of location but usually there'd be something of a power source coming from it. There's nothing."
"What could have taken it out? By the way, where is your brother?"
"Said he had to go check on something, if you hear the Star Wars ringtone it'd be him. Uhm, something completely tearing through the channels? Water damage like a flood could do it."
"Well the island has taken over the Park, I'd be betting on a flood of some sort." I shrugged as Muldoon came back in, gun propped on his shoulder as usual and looked to Clark.
"Where's your bloody brother?"
"Beats me. I haven't seen him in an hour. He has all the GPS codes, I could figure it out but it'd take some time-Robert? Robert hey!"
Muldoon walked back out of the trailer and Clark looked at all of us in worry as he pushed his glasses back up on his nose. I could see fear trembling through him.
"What's…what's going on? Did something happen to Kent?" he pushed out of his seat but I gently pushed him back down, something in my heart tearing in two.
"I'll talk to him, start working on the GPS locations it'd be better if you had them as well." I waited until he shakily nodded and went back to his laptop, I shared a look with Billy and he nodded before taking a protective seat next to the young hacker. I went off after Muldoon.
He had been running for what felt like forever, his thighs burnt and his lungs ached. Leaves and roots seemed to come out of nowhere, taunting him as he jumped them like hurdles. His heart was racing so fast it was hurting his chest, but he had to keep running or else they'd get him.
Kent leapt over a fallen tree trunk, scraping his knuckles against the bark and sending pain through his body, he could hear their claws digging into the ground behind him. He gasped for breath as he stumbled through a water puddle, splashing mud up onto his Wolverine shirt and soaking his skin. He unclipped his phone and tossed it to the side before sliding through a pair of close tree trunks.
He had only wanted to explore a little bit a few feet inside the jungle form the trailer, but he had walked to far and before he knew it there was something moving in the bushes. He had taken off, wishing he had powers like those in the comic books he and Clark had secretly loved stealing from their dad's closet.
"Agh!" he screamed, hearing his ankle twist then his knee pop as a tree trunk seemed to pop up from nowhere. He tumbled into mud and skidded along the ground, twigs and rocks grinding up against his skin. Tears fell from his face as sobs racked through his body. He wanted Clark, where was Clark? He wanted his brother; he wanted his mom and dad. Tears fell from his face and he bit his lip to keep from sobbing as he slowly stood up, "Clark…Clark where are you?"
There was a snap behind him and he stilled, leaning on his left leg as a cry fell from his lips, tearing from his throat. He couldn't turn around, he wanted Clark. Where was Clark?! Something blew against the back of his neck and he screwed his eyes shut, sobs racking through his body.
I just wanna go home.
An ungodly scream tore through the argument Muldoon and I were having, it broke through the air like glass and cut through our voices like a fingernails on a chalkboard. We spun around as several more screams filled the air from behind the visitor's center in the jungle. Muldoon cocked his weapon and I took a step back as the trailer behind me swung open, Billy and Clark stepping out. I stared as another scream pierced the air then suddenly it was cut off.
"That's Kent! That's my brother!" Clark shot forward, evading Billy's grasp and rocketing past us, "KENT!"
"Get down!" Muldoon reached out a hand and slammed him to the ground, pressing a knee to the young boy's back, "Do you think screaming your bloody head off will get him back?"
"Get the fuck off me my baby brother's out there! Get the fuck off me!" he lashed out at Muldoon and I snapped out of my state, I jerked Muldoon back and Clark pushed himself up as Billy locked him in his arms, "Let go of me! I have to go get him!"
"Muldoon please, there has to be something." I bargained with the game warden as Billy struggled with the young kid who was yelling bloody murder as tears streamed down his face, "Muldoon please. It's his brother."
"It's a suicide mission. Whatever attacked his brother is waiting for us." he whispered back to me, watching the broken kid crumble into Linda's arms as she came running out, he clung to her as his heart shattered to a million pieces, "I have no interest-"
"For fuck's sake Muldoon it's his brother!" I snapped, punching him in the shoulder where I knew a deep scar rested, he flinched, "You're going to let a kid die here?!"
"Exactly, a fuckin' kid. You kids don't know any better, you think this is all just some big ride at an amusement park and you think if you go out alone nothing's going to fuckin' happen to you!"
"How dare you-"
"And I don't need some paleontologists' kid ridin' my arse about rescuing some kid who fucked up on his own time-"
"Angela don't!"
My fist connected with the side of Muldoon's jaw, throwing us both back from the force of it. I stumbled into Billy and Muldoon stumbled back and rubbed the spot where I hit him. I clenched my teeth as he slowly looked back over to me; my face grew hot from the sudden crowd we had attracted before I shrugged Billy off of me. Muldoon looked me up and down before turning to the military men and giving a subtle nod.
"I'm sorry, but you deserved it." I faced Muldoon as Linda led Clark back to the trailer followed by Hugh and Jose. Billy folded his arms besides me as Muldoon retrieved his hat off the ground.
"You really are Grant's kid, biological or not. Gonna leave a bruise though" He sighed and rubbed his jaw before turning away, "If we're not back in ten, send up a flare."
"Got it." Billy nodded, I watched as him and six other men started jogging to where we heard the screams, Billy made me face him before shaking his head to himself and pulling me along with him to the trailer. My heart raced, something was really wrong here, aside from the obvious. Like the rain dragged in something dangerous.
His boots sloshed in the mud, rain leaking out from the pores and sliding over his toe. Muldoon raised his gun to the trees as prehistoric chirps surrounded him and the other men who really looked terrified. Muldoon swung back down, stepping over a fallen branch as his eyes swept from side to side looking for the clever girls hiding amongst the bushes. He could sense something, just that nagging feeling in the back of his mind that he was being watched, and he knew he was. It was the same feeling when he and Ellie were stuck in the small jungle to get to the operation room. Muldoon shuddered as he swept past a tree, gun raised as he looked around them.
"Got something!" one of the men called quietly, he bent down and picked up what looked like to be the GPS locators that the two brothers had come up with. The man threw it to Muldoon as he came to stand besides him; Muldoon turned it over in his hands and nodded.
"We're close. Keep your guard up." He tucked the locator away and then stopped. He bent down closer to the earth, his senses attacked by mud and bacteria.
"What is it?"
"…Raptor prints." Muldoon reached out a scarred hand and traced the toe marks in the earth; he knew these all too well. Muldoon stood back up, his back burning in recognition as he moved forward again, following the tracks, "Close in, they could still be around us."
He moved forward quickly now, watching as the men formed a loose but tight line as they covered the tracks the raptors had set so perfectly for them. Muldoon should've known better, bringing those kids along even though they had the perfect equipment for GPS tracking. They were kids. It was different back then, when Hammond's grandkids arrived he never had a say in it but he should've turned these geeks down. He also should've said something about the Billy Brennan kid and Grant's daughter coming along, especially Grant's daughter. God, she was so much like him in all the ways when he met Alan Grant. The only difference was that she was younger and incredibly stubborn. If she wasn't, he wouldn't bloody well be out here tracking a kid that was most-
"We've got a body!" a voice sounded just as Muldoon stepped from behind a bush. He inwardly cringed at the site before him.
The kid hadn't even stood a chance against the world's smartest predator. The men around him turned instantly and vomited into the leaves and trees they were next to. He stepped forward, crouching next to the boy that was clutching his broken glasses. Muldoon took off his hat and put it over his own eyes, the raptors had torn into his stomach, his arms and neck. They didn't want to eat him, they just wanted to kill. He put his hat back on and reached out, fingers sliding over the bloodied skin on his face as he gently closed the boy's eyelids until he looked peaceful. They couldn't help him now, and if they moved him the raptors would track the scent and kill them.
"Markus hand me a blanket." He turned to the man next to him and waited until a green fleece blanket was handed to him, they spread it over his body carefully. Muldoon paused, holding the blanket over the boy's face.
"I'm not so sure we should continue to the other paddock Robert." Markus voiced softly behind him, watching as Muldoon placed the blanket over his face, away from the animals that had attacked him. Compis would most likely finish hi off later. Markus got up and walked back to the men as Muldoon himself stood up.
"We'll continue." He turned back, "Double time it back to camp."
I stared out the window with Clark next to me as he hastily wiped his red rimmed eyes with a towel. Everyone was silent in the trailer, even Billy who had settled himself with his back against the wall sitting on the operating table. Clark sniffed and turned from the window as he clutched a lanyard he had dug through his bag a while ago to find. He looked over to me before setting it softly next to him.
"You know, growing up we used to pretend to be dinosaurs. Kent was always the brachiosaur; I was always the T-rex. I just wanted to chase him around and tackle him. Our mom always got mad when I ended up tackling him too hard."
"Sibling rivalry. I've got a little brother and I always tease him. My mom doesn't' like that very much either." I smiled and wrapped an arm around him, Clark sniffed again, "why did you guys come?"
"I actually didn't want to but Kent did, so I came to…"
"Protect him." Billy spoke up, hopping off the counter and coming over to us, "I know what you mean. If somebody I cared came out to this island I'd do anything to come aboard just to make sure they were safe."
He looked directly at me before sliding on the opposite side of Clark. I turned away and looked out the window in time to see Muldoon and his men jogging out of the forest…with no stragglers.
"Wait here." Billy got up again and vanished outside along with Hugh and Jose.
I stood behind Clark as Linda came up and peered through the window. Muldoon's hand was a strange color as he and the men came to a stop in the middle of the site, the others looked sick to their stomachs as they leaned against the steps and rocks. Clark's head bobbed up and down, looking for his brother as Billy and Hugh crowded Muldoon who just shook his head and motioned past the trees again.
"Clark…I'm so sorry." I turned to the boy as he bit his lip and crumbled in on himself. He wrapped his arms around my waist and Linda went o fetch some medicine to calm his nerves down, "I'm so sorry about your brother Clark."
"He's not coming back, fuck! I never-never…oh go-od my baby brother…my baby brother." He sobbed into my side, tears falling and soaking through my shirt as I tucked him in my arms like I had to do to Ellie when she came back from the Park and woke up screaming. I rested my head on his and closed my eyes as I tucked us away in the corner. Clark's entire body shook with grief as tears of my own escaped my eyes, "Kent…oh god Kent…"
"Shh, just let it our. It's okay." I whispered through my choked up throat, remembering the blushing boy from dinner the night before.
Billy came in along with Muldoon who spotted us in the corner and frowned before walking off again. Billy sighed and came over to us, his baggy cargo pants softly swishing before he crowded next to us and wrapped an arm around me as well as Clark. Billy looked at me softly before kissing my cheek.
"I lied when I told you I was asked to come over. I found out Murphy had sent you and offer and I knew what would happen if your dad found out so I begged to come along, just to be with you. I asked Murphy not to tell anyone, I'm sorry I lied to you." He rested his head against mine as Clark quietly quieted down but still cried. I closed my eyes.
"For what it's worth, I'm happy you did."
The trailer engine roared to life below us as Muldoon pulled away from the visitor's center and began on another route, trees and darkened skies swept over us.
When I woke up a little bit later I saw the JURASSIC PARK sign hanging by a few bolts overhead of us as we pushed our way past the wooden entrance.
