"Sleep"
He sat down on a stool and took out a rag to rub up and down the shaft of the dirt covered shock prod. It was caked with mud, and he was surprised it still worked, considering that he had used it beyond the expected uses.
Big Bertha, he had named the prod Big Bertha.
She was a beauty when he first got her. She had helped him take down his first escaped Pachycephalosaurus. He had fond memories of Bertha.
Yet there was one he would sooner forget.
A certain white scaled dinosaur was the monster behind that memory.
Claire leaned back on the bed, resting her head on the pillow; the salad had filled the hole in her stomach. Owen had left earlier and was probably sleeping to recover his energy after the long day they had had.
She was nearly dead on her feet as well.
Yet there was something that was keeping her up.
If they did reopen Jurassic World, who would make the new dinosaurs to add more attractions to the park?
InGen had left the island completely and were nowhere to be found. Without Wu, the creation of dinosaurs will be harder to accomplish, at least newer species.
With that, Claire fell into a troubled sleep, tossing and turning.
But she didn't wake until morning.
He bounced from foot to foot, unsure of what to do. Blue had told him that an attack on the Twisted One would be foolish and would end in disaster.
'Get some rest,' Blue spoke as she curled up into a ball in a patch of ferns.
He looked around for a suitable spot for rest, and found it under the boughs of a large tree. It was comfortable beyond what he had hoped. There were no roots jutting into his sides or back, the ferns were soft and had a sweet fragrance to them, and the soil was soothingly warm.
This island was perfect.
He closed his heavy lids and fell asleep, dreaming of running through open plains with a small flock of happy hatchlings following him.
"Austin, you should get some rest, it was a long day today."
Austin jumped at the hand that was gently sat on his shoulder and the appearance of Meyers.
"Don't sneak up on me like that!"
Meyers just rolled her eyes as she took of her tactical vest and placed it in a locker. Austin glanced at her from head to toe. He was still looking at her when Meyers realized he was watching her.
"And what are you looking at?!" She asked sternly.
"Ah, nothing, ah I was just… ah," Austin stammered, unsure of what to say.
He was glad his dark skin was able to stop the sudden blush caused be the rush of blood to his face.
"Yeah, sure," Meyers said as she walked over towards him.
He may be an ACU commander, but he was sure as hell Meyers would kick his ass if she needed to.
But what happened next completely took Austin off guard.
Meyers had nearly walked past him, but had placed a quick kiss on his cheek.
Meyers had kissed him.
He was unsure what to do!
He turned around to see Meyers walking out the door, with a slight grin tugging at her lips.
The toilet bowl refilled with water as he was stepping out of the bathroom. He felt better since he no longer has the painful bulging of a full bladder against his stomach. Stumbling back to the bed, he pulled back the covers and crawled in.
Taking off his glasses for the second time that night, he placed them on the bedside table and switched off the light.
He closed his eyes and fell into an uneasy dream.
It was dark, and there in front of him were the large metallic door of some paddock. He recognized it.
Paddock Nine; he was outside the door of Paddock Nine.
That would mean he was outside the Big Boss' home. An alarm blared as the door began to open upwards. Lowery tried to turn and run, but he was glued to the spot.
That was when he realized he was holding a flare in his right hand.
The ground shook as the forest coloured hide of the tyrannosaur emerged from the darkness of the paddocks interior.
Her eyes glowed red with the light of the flare. She looked like a monster issuing forth from the gates of Hell. He suddenly took a step to the right and began to run.
Rexy stepped out of the paddock and turned and bellowed at him.
He was going to get eaten. No way in heck could he escape the Queen by running.
Running as fast as his legs would carry him, he ran and ducked under the rib cage of the Spinosaurus skeleton they had on Main Street. There across the street stood the hideous being of the Indominus Rex.
He threw the flare at the Indominus and ran behind a rock. Rexy broke through the Spinosaurus skeleton and shook the ground with another bellowing roar.
Rexy and the Indominus were going to fight.
Why did this seem familiar?
He let out an explosive sneeze and when he opened his eyes, Rexy, the Indominus, Main Street and everything vanished. What he could see, was the slanted beams of sunlight glaring into his room through the slits of the blinds.
It was a dream. He was only dreaming.
Claire woke with a start. Something heavy was lying on the other side of her bed.
She suddenly panicked and kicked the weight off the bed. A loud yell of pain came from the floor as Claire carefully peeked over the edge of her bed.
Owen was lying on the floor, rubbing the back of his head.
"What was that for?!" Owen asked loudly.
"What were you doing in my room?!" Claire demanded, not answering Owens question.
"I asked you first."
"Why the hell were you sleeping in my room for?!" Claire persisted.
"I was…ah… lonely."
Claire just glared down at Owen. He had snuck into her room, and slept on her bed, because he was lonely?
"Never. I mean NEVER! Sneak into my and sleep on or in my bed with me without my permission! Am I clear?"
"Clear as mud," Owen replied as he got up.
He walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. How long he had been sleeping with her, she didn't know.
'Men' she thought.
She just shook her head as she went over to the closet to get into some clothes.
It was going to be a long day.