I DO NOT own anything regarding the Jurassic Park/World books/movies/games etc.
The only thing I own are the characters I have created, I DO NOT own any of the characters from Jurassic Park/World.
Hi guys, I'm so, so sorry I haven't updated in so long! I've been so busy, I started back at college last week and I've also been doing overtime at work so I've had no time at all to write, I hope you are all still with me and interested in the story, I'll try my hardest to get the updates coming frequently for you all. :)
The weekend passed by rather quickly for Finn, she had been true to her word after leaving the raptor paddock and heading home, she had immersed herself into work for almost two days, stopping at short breaks to only to eat and sleep.
She had written full detailed reports on the raptors that dated up to almost the middle of May and almost pulling all nighters to do it so really hadn't slept much at all.
By the time Monday had rolled around and she herself rolled into the raptor paddock in her jeep, she could barely keep her eyes open.
She sat there in the driver seat motionless for a long time, it wasn't particularly quite at the paddock as there was the other workers that were already there going about their work plus the sound of the ocean crashing nearby but even with all the noise around her she still couldn't keep her eyes from drooping.
She casually glanced in the side mirror and saw some men moving back and forth by the cages carry boxes and such and she decided, it wouldn't hurt to just maybe close her eyes for a short moment.
"Morning." A voice said loudly and her eyes flew back open, she made a strangled sounding noise and jumped, whacking her leg against the wheel as she did.
"No I wasn't." she found herself saying and looked up, Owen was stood by her door looking rather amused.
"You weren't what?" he asked with a grin, she narrowed her eyes at him and rubbed her leg.
"Ow." she said with a frown and his grin widened, she looked away after feeling her face begin to break out in a blush, how had she not seen him?
"Leg okay?" he asked after a beat and she could tell by the sound of his voice he was smiling.
"No it's not, why did you sneak up on me like that?" she demanded embarrassed.
"I didn't." he said with a laugh, "I called out to you...twice."
"Well I didn't hear you." she replied and looked up at him.
"That's because you were sleeping." he said slowly, as if he was talking to a child and folded his arms across his chest.
"I was not sleeping." she said after glancing at his arms and swallowing under his gaze, "I was...resting my eyes."
He laughed again, "You pulled in about ten minutes ago...you were sleeping."
Ten minutes ago?! She had just closed her eyes for a second!
"You didn't have to come in this early you know, if you're tired you could have gotten some more hours in, doesn't matter to me." he said, humour gone.
"I've done early hours before, lots of them." she replied and began to climb out her jeep, he pulled the door open for her as she pushed it, "I can handle it."
"You look terrible." he said in response as he closed her door behind her.
"Thank you." she answered sarcastically and began to walk away.
"Did you sleep at all over the weekend?" he asked with a frown as he moved with her.
"Do I look like I did?" she asked with a tired smile.
"Finn." he sighed, "I told you to call if you needed me right?"
"...right...so?" she replied and waited for him to continue.
"So don't let that little weasel keep you from sleeping." he answered annoyed, "I would have come around. I did mean it when I said you can call anytime you know."
"You're talking about...Ian?" Finn asked with her own frown.
"Yes...who else?" he snapped with an impatient sigh and she crossed her arms over her chest.
"First...don't take that tone with me." she told him matter of factly and stared at him, he stared right back at her and for a moment they both said nothing, his his face then softened a little and he dropped his arms to his sides to rest on his hips.
"Sorry." he eventually said and offered her a brief smile.
"...second." she decided to go on, "I hadn't actually thought about him...surprising as it is, I was doing work...that's why I wasn't sleeping, I wanted to get stuck in."
"You were doing work?" he asked surprised, smile gone and she nodded, "All night...last night and the night before that?"
"Yes...well...I wasn't doing it ALL night...just most of it." she said with a shrug, "It was those reports."
"Finn they have been left undone for months already." he said.
"Yes, I'm well aware of that." she said immediately, "The longer they are left, the longer it will take to get them finished, they have to be done regularly you know."
"I know that...how far did you get?" he asked.
"I'm into the month of May." she replied and yawned at the thought of herself sat at her computer typing away.
"May?!" he said loudly and wide eyed, "You've written up till May in the space of two days? It's not even two days, it's more like one and a half."
"It kept me busy." she said and shrugged again.
"You can't have slept at all." he said and she shook her head.
"No, I got a couple hours nap here and there." she said and he shook his own head.
"I think you should go home and sleep, sleep and don't wake up until this time tomorrow." he told her and began to turn her towards her jeep, she stepped away from him.
"Don't be ridiculous...I'm supposed to be here and I want to see Fiona later." she replied and he made a face at the mention of her sister, "What?"
"You want to see Fiona? When you're...exhausted?" he asked her with a raised eyebrow and she rolled her eyes.
"She'll be gone on Wednesday Owen." she said and began to walk towards the office, "And I don't know when I'll next see her and...when she's gone...I'll be on my own." she added sadly, Fiona was indeed a brat 90% of the time but even so she was her sister and she would miss her.
"You won't be on your own." Owen said as he walked beside her and feeling his eyes on her she glanced up at him, he was watching her intently.
"Morning Finn." Barry's voice called out to her and she quickly looked away from Owen to him as he walked towards them.
"Morning Barry." she replied with a smile.
"Whoa...you look tired." he said as he stopped infront of them both.
"Yeah...a bit." she said sheepishly and rubbed her forehead.
"Couldn't sleep?" he asked.
She was about to reply but Owen jumped in first and informed Barry in an accusing tone, "She's been up all night writing the reports."
"You've been up working?" Barry asked her in obvious surprise.
Owen's voice mhm'd disapprovingly, "And she's almost finished them."
"Really?" Barry said and laughed, "They have lay this long already, it wouldn't have hurt an extra day or two."
"You're like him." Finn said annoyed and gestured at Owen, "More will be added to the pile if they keep getting left."
"Yeah well...we've just been...busier?" Barry said nervously to Owen who shrugged with a smile, "With other things." he finished.
"I really hope you have kept taking notes since I arrived here." she said and glanced between the two men.
"Of course we have." Owen replied.
"Yep." Barry agreed.
"Good...now I had better get back to writing up the rest." she said and started to head for the office.
"What you don't want to hang out with us today?" Owen asked her retreating form, "We're gonna be doing training." he added in an enthusiastic voice.
She turned to looked at him when she reached the office, he had a stupid grin on his face and she had to bite her own lip to stop herself smiling, "I'd rather just get on with this, I might come and watch in a bit though."
"Alright, if you change your mind, you know where we are." he replied and after nodding she headed into the office.
A crash on the floor had Finn's eyes fluttering open, she looked at the ground and saw a folder filled with paper had fell and it's contents were sprawled everywhere, it had fallen from the cabinet that was next to the small sofa in the office, the sofa that she realised she was lying on, "Damn it." Owen's familiar voice said from across the room, she looked in that direction and found him walking towards her from the desk, when he reached her he crouched down and began refiling the folder, he glanced at her as he did and offered a smile, "Sorry about that, didn't mean to wake you."
She began to sit up and stretched out her arms, "I fell asleep again?" she asked and rubbed her face.
"You did." he replied as he scooped the folder up and placed it firmly back in the cabinet, "It must have been the fan that knocked that down."
Finn having just noticed the rotating fan beside her looked at where it was stood, she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear that was blowing around each time the fan turned her way, "Where did that come from?"
"I brought it in for you after I put you there." Owen answered with a gesture to where she was sitting as he walked back to the desk.
"You put me here?" she asked him in surprise.
"Yeah, I came in to see how you were doing and your head was on the desk...you didn't look comfortable." he replied and then laughed, "But you were snoring away."
"I do not snore." she gasped and her cheeks turned pink.
"Yeah you do." he said with a grin, "Anyway I carried you over and set you down then went and got that fan to keep you cool."
"Oh." was all she said in response.
"Yep...two hours you've slept." he said.
"Two hours? You should have woken me." she said and stood up.
"Couldn't do that." he said in mock outrage.
"And why not?" she asked with her hands on her hips.
"Because you looked so peaceful." he said with a smile, "The fan...it kept blowing this one piece of your hair back and forth and," he stopped speaking and laughed, "Your nose kept on twitching and your face kept screwing up, you looked as if you were chewing something sour."
He laughed again and then coughed into his clasped hand to stop himself as he looked over some papers on the desk, Finn's face was beaming red, "I'm glad I amuse you so." she said and walked towards the door.
"It was funny." Owen said with a grin when she looked back at him, she shrugged and looked back outside, the yard was busy as ever and she could hear the raptors making their usual sounds somewhere within the cages, "Why don't you go home and have a proper sleep?"
"No, I have to finish them, I have one more to write and then I'll be into June." she replied and walked towards him, the thought of going home and sleeping even though she had just slept for two hours seamed heavenly.
"Yeah I saw that." he said, "But you can do that tomorrow, that way you can go and have a nap so you're not so tired when you go to see Fiona tonight."
"Well." she began and then thought about it, "...I suppose that could work."
"Yep." he agreed, "So...go."
"I should really be here working though." she said.
"You're no good to me here if you're going to keep dozing off." he replied, "Don't do that when you drive home now." he added in a warning.
"I won't." she said with a smile, "Thank you."
He nodded and asked, "I'll see you tomorrow morning?" she nodded in response, "Or do you want to have the day off, you know, since it's...your sis's last day?"
"...I'll let you know." she said and made her way towards the door and stopped, "Oh by the way...thanks, for the fan."
It was a nice gesture she thought about adding but didn't.
"Don't mention it." he replied with a grin, "Now go."
She nodded and said goodbye then headed for her jeep, dragging her feet as she went, she wasn't going to be pulling all nighters ever again, she enjoyed her sleep too much.