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"Hello?" -Phone or radio.

"{Alpha!}" -Dinosaur language.

Cutting a piece of steak off from the rest, Grant popped it into his mouth and chewed before he swallowed. "I have to admit, Tim, your chefs always impress." After he took a sip of his drink, he smiled a bit. "Always a wonder."

While he chuckled, Tim shook his head a bit and leaned back. "As Grandpa would say... I spared no expense. But I'll pass on your compliments anyways."

At his own chair, Ian raised his glass and gestured with it. "So, uh, when are we going to, um, get to the point of this dinner?" Seeing the raised eyebrows, he shrugged as he held his arms out, Alan needing to duck underneath one. "Because, er, as great as it is to have a reunion and all, I'm guessing that you have something else in the background. Probably about the, uh, park."

Slowly, Tim reached up as he ignored the slight disappointment on Ellie's face. "Ian, you're like an uncle to me... More so than my actual uncle was." A moment later, he deflated the grin on Ian's face. "One of those crazy uncles that you like to pretend don't exist, but do and whom you can still count on."

Ian just snorted as he leaned back. "Thanks."

Having given Ian a quick, amused grin, Tim turned back toward Alan who had popped another piece of steak into his mouth. Finished with it, he frowned slightly and turned back to Tim. "Did you want to talk about the park?"

With a sigh, Tim shook his head. "I was going to take you aside later before it was time to go, so as to not ruin our reunion dinner." Seeing Alan open his mouth, the young CEO shook his head. "And no, I wasn't about to ask you to go to Nublar to inspect the park. Lord only knows that I'm extremely hesitant to do so myself."

Now interested, Alan took another sip of his drink as he brought his thoughts in order. "Okay then, about what did you want advice on?"

For several moments, Tim was quiet before he looked down into his glass. Part of him had expected Grant to be angry with him, but the rest knew that the only father figure he had who was worth a damn wouldn't be. "Miss Dearing has put forward the possibility of opening some new attractions. A few I have no problem with such as the 'Small World' which will showcase smaller dinosaurs. Dilong is supposed to be the star of it. Sunset the Ceratosaurus is another which will be around for the reopening. But there's others that I am much more... hesitant about. Such as the Omega Rex."

That got him a raised eyebrow from Sarah Malcom, nee Harding. "'Omega Rex'? You're not making another hybrid, are you?"

Grimacing, Tim shook his head. "Nothing of the sort, it was retrieved from a BioSyn operation." It took him a few seconds to sort his thoughts before he continued. "It's a modified T-Rex. We're not sure of the process, but we think that they used the library of Tyrannosaurus DNA. They stitched together the genetic code from the very best of various individuals and then ran it through a resequencer. Basically, it's the 'Captain America' of Tyrannosaurs."

Rubbing her brow, Ellie just frowned. "How much..."

A frown on his face, Tim stared off into space. "Fifty feet long is what she's supposed to be when fully grown. About two more tons then Rexy as well..."

With a cough, Ian glanced at Alan who was just finishing his dinner. "Uh, that doesn't sound... Like a good thing."

To everyone's surprise, Alan just snorted. "Hardly. But then Rexy hasn't been a problem in years. No... What's got you worried is something else." His eyes narrowing, Alan frowned. "I'm guessing it has to do with those raptors." Silently, Tim nodded which got a sigh from Alan. "Right, I'll go out on a limb and say that she wants to use them in an attraction."

Not too surprised that he had guessed it, Tim nodded. "She wants to call it 'Raptor Racing'. The general idea is that visitors will sit in a group of bleachers looking out onto a racing track. Between them and the track will be a barrier, most likely shatterproof glass and electrified fencing. Several times a day, the raptors will be released onto the track to run at full speed. Sometimes it'll be a normal track and others it will have obstacles."

Horrified, Ellie stared at him as she stood up and slammed her hands down on the table. "Please tell me that is some kind of joke." When he shook his head though, she just stared at him. "You're not honestly thinking of allowing it! Raptors are too dangerous, Tim!"

Tilting his head toward her, Ian nodded. "She's, um, got a point."

Slowly, Tim reached into the bag beside him and pulled out a tablet. "Normally, I would agree with you. But there's something odd about these raptors and that was what I was going to ask you about." Passing the tablet over to Alan, Tim nodded at it. "Watch the video on it."

Frowning slightly, Alan took the tablet and began to play the video on it. Once it was done, he replayed it again as he rubbed his chin in thought before looking up at Tim. "Any sign of this being staged?"

As he ignored Ian looking over the video of the Raptor Squad in Owen's home, Tim shook his head. "None, but even if it was staged, would that make a difference?"

With a frown on his face, Alan shook his head. "No, it wouldn't. There was an explanation given I suppose?"

Holding his hands in front of his face, Tim only nodded. "According to Miss Dearing, what happened at the end with the Indominus apparently proved Owen to the pack. Thus, they've become docile and allow him to lead them around, even to the point of allowing more human pack members join. I have talked with some experts and they've said it's plausible, but..."

That got him a snort from Alan. "You don't believe that in the least." Shaking his head as Ian passed the tablet to Sarah, he frowned. "No, something about their behavior is off for some reason. But I don't know why..."

Hisses and growls exploded from Jess as she paced around in the quarantine paddock. "You can't fucking be serious, Owen! You can't trust that... that... that fucking monster!"

Crossing his arm, Gerry nodded some as beside him Nima hissed in Spanish. "I agree with Jess, Owen. The Scarred Raptor can't be trusted in the slightest."

Slowly raising his eyebrow, Owen only glanced at Blue. "She's not the Indominus you know."

As he frowned, Gerry shook his head. "No, it may not be psychotic as the Indominus or the Big One in the original park. But I still wouldn't trust her. You weren't there during the first incident, Owen. She could have killed Oscar, but instead drew it out as long and painful as she could."

Owen just nodded as off to the side, Claire and Rexy just stood there, observing. "And believe it or not, I understand exactly where you're coming from in this."

The bars clattered as Jess slammed her crocodilian head against them. "Then why in all that is holy are you trusting it?!"

With a shake of his head, Owen just snorted. "Who says that I do trust her?" At their looks, Owen frowned. "I believe her when she says that she wants nothing to do with the park. I believe her when she says that White might try and attack the scientists at the North Dock. I also believe her when she says that she's willing to help because it could bring danger to her own pack. However, I don't trust her not to try and kill me if it improved their situation."

A growl exploded from Blue as she clinched her fingers together. "She even try it, I kill her! Pack will kill her pack!"

Off to the side, Rexy grunted a bit. "And I help kill them."

That got her a look from Owen, but he nodded. "Thanks." He then got up and began to walk around. "But the point remains the same. If she's telling the truth, and I can't see why not, then White's a major danger to her pack and to the scientists."

Frowning, Claire shook her head. "You only have the slightest clue of how true that is." Seeing his look, Claire sighed. "It... was one of the backup plans in case your pack ever escaped into the north of the island. They would be located and then... airstrikes would be called in on the area. If those raptors attack and kill any scientists, then I can assure you that the result would be generally the same. Except they would be hunting Scarred One's pack and might bring in hunters as backup to take out any stragglers. And there would be no difference seen between White's pack and the Scarred One's."

With a scowl, Gerry shook his head. "And that's not mentioning what will happen to the park. They're going to assume that the raptors came from us, not the original park."

Uncomfortable, Owen grimaced as she was reminded of how his pack was not the first raptors in InGen Security's project. Especially as he remembered the fate of 'Subject-V2' and 'Subject-A2'. "And then the government would come down on us hard."

Tapping a finger against the wall, Nima let out a breath. "Dios mio... we got no choice then." Shaking it off, she turned toward Owen. "So then, the question is... what's your plan?"

While he crossed his arms, Owen let out an explosive sigh. "Frankly? Right now all I can think of is an ambush of her and her pack. But I don't know if it would work even if we had the entirety of Scarred One's pack there."

A sound not unlike a laugh caused him to turn toward Rexy who grinned savagely. "Why need more Swift-Hunters? Have me and Tall-Daughter there. Might use one called Ami as well."

Slowly, Owen rolled the idea around in his head a bit. "That... might do it. But we still need to plan it out as well as know how White plans to attack the North Dock."

That got him a snort from Jess as she narrowed her eyes. "It would be too easy for her to get inside." When everyone turned her attention to her, the transformed human shook her head. "Think about it, how would the ACU react to the sight of a woman in dirty and torn clothing coming out from the jungle toward them?"

Cursing, Owen punched the table he leaned against. "Dammit... they would open the gate to get her without a thought, giving her damn pack a chance of getting in..."

Nima only hummed as she cleaned her nails with a knife. "Then it would be best if we ambush the ambushers then..."

It wasn't only Rexy who began to grin a little at that.

Drizzle continued to come down as the foreman of the construction crew working on Sunset's future paddock clapped his hands together. "Okay people! Time to wrap everything up for the night!" Feeling a tap on his shoulder, the foreman turned and raised an eyebrow. "Something wrong, Meg?"

As the rest of the crew got to work tidying everything up, the woman just snorted as she jerked her thumb behind her. "One of the guys apparently found something that I figured that I should check with you about, Phil."

Slightly curious, Phil frowned a bit as before he sighed. "Well, I'm wet enough, so might as well go see what you guys found." Following her, the foreman grumbled as he shook off the water that clung to him. "I fucking hate working in the rainy season."

Chuckling, Meg grinned back at him as they walked away from the lights, turning on their own flashlights. "Look on the bright side, with all the extra work we're making good money. Especially with the danger bonus."

That only got her a snort from her boss who scowled. "Yeah, well, I could do without the fucking rain." Coming into view of a group of three guys, he groaned. "What the ever fucking hell did you guys find over here? And what were you doing over here anyways?" Of course, right then was when he smelt something and his scowl grew. "You know what? I don't want to know because one of these days security is going to catch you clowns in the goddamn act."

One of the guys raised his hands. "Hey, it's not like that-"

Meg cut him off with a glare. "Oh, shut up, Russ. We can all smell it, how the fuck you get that shit on the island is beyond me."

Scowling, Russ just gave her the finger. "Fuck off, Meg. You know how stressful working here is. One of us could get killed by a dinosaur any day. So what if we need something to calm our nerves."

Unfortunately, that only got him a glare from the foreman. "You'll need something alright to calm your nerves you dumbass. Especially when they catch you. Now, what did you find."

Despite wanting to continue, the worker just pointed off to the side. "Was over here doing stuff when we found it, looks like some old bunker from the first park."

Intrigued, Phil pointed his flashlight in the direction that was gestured in only to find a partially buried concrete structure. "Huh, will you look at that." Walking up to it, he gestured for the others to follow and shone his flashlight inside before frowning. "Hmm... Hey, Meg. You guys come over here and watch the door, I need to look at the plaque. Let me know if you see any movement whatsoever."

Grunting, Meg walked up and kept her light steady on the doorway as Phil walked over and wiped the plaque clean, one eye always on the door. "Okay, that explains it. You guys found one of the old utility sheds."

After a moment, Meg walked up as he gestured for them to come forward. "Utility shed, huh?"

Simply nodding, the foreman shone his light inside the small building. "Yeah, the old park used them to store tools, lawn tractors, and so on. When we built the park, we came across a couple. Not much left in them though except for metal tool heads, rusting equipment and some stuff they shoved into storage. They're made like the bunkers in miniature though, so they're made to last."

Their lights played across the room inside though it was blocked in places by various things. At the back, what looked like an pile of cinder blocks made a low wall. Russ just snorted a bit. "Damn, inside looks like shit. So what are we going to do, boss? Clean it out?"

For a moment, the foreman paused and turned toward him. Then he shone his flashlight upwards to where a tree was anchored in the roof. "What do you think? We'd need to do so much work it might as well not be worth it. Hell, I'm willing to bet that if we tried to take that tree down, it would just damage the shed itself."

Playing her light across the ceiling of the shed, Meg frowned a bit. "I'd say that we could tear it down, but... If it's anything like the bunkers then that would be fucking hard as hell."

With a grunt, Phil stood up fully. "Just about." Reaching out, he tapped the concrete. "Reinforced concrete, at least six inches... Nah, might as well leave it here. No one's going to see it after all once we're done." Clapping his hands on his pants, Phil sighed. "I'll let them know just the same so they can put it down on the maps."

A scowl on his face, Russ shook his head. "And what? Take all the credit?"

Several moments passed before the foreman growled at him. "You're damn lucky that I don't inform anyone of why you snuck off with your buddies over there." The other two men, silent up until now, flinched. "Now get the hell out of my sight before I decide otherwise."

Once they were gone though, Meg raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to say anything about them sneaking off to smoke weed?"

However, all she got was a snort. "Nope! Besides, we're due to a drug test soon and they'll catch them then. And if dumbass and his friends want to throw a job away because they want to get high, their own damn problem." His light catching onto an apple core, Phil shook his head. "And I personally can't wait to see his ass escorted off the island. Anyways... Let's get back with the others. We don't want to be separated after all."

As they pushed aside some brush, Meg looked over at Phil. "How'd you figure that they missed it?"

Shrugging, Phil held up one hand and tilted it back and forth. "Area was never really developed, the shed is partially buried, all the trees and brush blocking the View. There's a lot of reasons..."

It was several minutes after they left that the grass near the apple core parted as a large rat came out and began it eat it. Before it could get far through, the sound of claws caused it to stiffen before it tried to run.

Which was when a head the size of a man's hand darted out and caught the rodent in it's tooth filled jaws. Shaking the dead rat for several seconds, the small dinosaur looked around with the dim light glinting off the single crest that ran along it's snout. Then it turned and rushed back into the shed at the sound of a chirp there.

After all, it had reasons to be there and needed time. Though the hunting was good at night once all the big-soft-prey left...

Henry Wu was pouring himself some tea when the door opened and he turned with a nod. "Agent Francine. How are you today? I would offer you some tea but... I know that you drink coffee. And the tea's not the greatest."

Sitting down, the woman just frowned at him as she narrowed her eyes. "Sorry, but that's probably the best tea that you are going to have for a while."

There was a slight pause in Wu's motion before he nodded. "I suppose so." After a few moments, Wu turned and walked over to the table before sitting down. "So then... what are we going to talk about today?"

Watching him, the agent raised an eyebrow before she leaned forward. "I don't quite think that you understand exactly how much trouble you might be in, Mr. Wu. Not only were you a party to kidnapping since most of your team did not know what was about to happen, but you also were involved in corporate espionage. As well, you were involved in an illegal and unsanctioned bioweapons project."

As he sipped his tea, Wu frowned before he placed it down onto the table. "I only did as I was ordered. I created something that fit exactly what Simon Masrani asked for. Bigger, scarier, cooler. More teeth. It was all in his memo to us. And if it also fit what Victor Hoskins asked for, then there was little problem."

Agent Francine glared slightly at him. "What Victor Hoskins wanted is exactly the problem, Mr. Wu. Same with the other creatures on that island BioSyn was using. You know that he wanted a macro bioweapon, and people died because of you."

His head snapping up, Wu took a deep breath before he clinched his jaw. "What happened was... unfortunate, I'll agree. But sadly not unexpected as I knew there was a chance of such happening."

For a second, the woman looked like she was about to shout, but forced it down. "You are, at the very least, an accessory to bioterrorism, Mr. Wu. Victor Hoskins was always planning for the Indominus to escape and wreak havoc as a test. And we have more then enough evidence to show that you knew this. We have also retrieved your own files on the planned Indominus Raptor. You created a monster on purpose Mr. Wu. And yes, I know already all about how you told Simon Masrani that to a canary, a cat is a monster. As well as how we're not used to being the canary. Well, Mr. Wu, you're the canary who created the cat."

With some amusement on his face, Wu gave a nod. "That's an... apt description."

However, the agent only shook her head. "I don't know if you have realized this, but trust me, you're in a mess of trouble."

Sipping his tea, Wu hummed and then set it down. "If I did not do it, then someone else would have. Einstein was a genius, but his work would lead to the invention of the atomic bombs... but also nuclear reactors as well as the usage of medical isotopes. Because of my work, how many diseases now have treatments because of how far genetics have come since the first park? How many crops and livestock breeds better then any before have been introduced?" Not getting a response, he placed his hands in front of him. "But I know that I am in trouble, and will be punished for it. Tell me something, Agent Francine... are you familiar with the story of Prometheus?"

Her eyes narrowed, Francine nodded. "The Greek myth about the Titan who stole the secret of fire from the Olympian Gods and gave it to man. Who was as punishment chained to a mountain and would have his liver eaten by a giant eagle. Are you saying that you're Prometheus?"

Bemused, Wu snorted. "Nothing of the sort, but I can sympathize with him now in a sense. Like him, I took something that had been before only in the realms of the gods and gave it to mankind. Him fire and for me, the ability to create life. And now? As punishment, I am to be imprisoned and will have what I built tore up and devoured. It may not be my liver, but I think that we can both agree it is painful."

As she leaned back, Francine just frowned slightly. "You're a... very complex man, Mr. Wu. It's just so sad that because of what you did, the creation of something like the Indominus will be what some might think is your crowning achivement in genetics."

Chuckling, Wu shook his head. "Perhaps, but I don't consider it such."

There was a slight shiver that went down Agent Francine's spine. "What do you mean by that?"

Still with a self-depreciative smile, Wu sighed. "Like I said, I have strayed into the realm of what was part of the domain of gods, Agent Francine. Gods created man in their image after all. But all we can do, for the most part, is recreate things."

Watching him closely, the government agent narrowed her eyes. "What aren't you telling us?"

For almost a minute, Wu watched her back before he reached over and grabbed the notepad on the table and a pen. Quickly, he wrote something down and then slid it to Francine. "That's the name of an island in Greece. Privately owned, but there is where you'll find my greatest work. I am entrusting you, and your fellows behind the mirror beside us, with that information." Wu glanced toward the mirror and shook his head. "I can only hope that you will get there in time."

Eyes narrowed, Francine glanced at the mirror before she nodded. "And what will we find there?"

A saddened look was on Wu's face as he answered. "As I said, gods created life and man. And I strode into the realms of the gods and created life with the Indominus." Slowly, Agent Francine's eyes widened as she realized what he meant before she left. "A good day to you, Agent. And I hope that you may make it in time..."

Setting down her drink, Ami continued typing into her computer as she softly smiled some. 'If there's one major benefit to understanding Sunset and the others, it's for my studies of their behavior.' Focused as she was on her work, the handler missed the red head of her charge peaking over the arm of the sofa. Then Sunset ducked back down. "Hmm... and... done!" With a large smile on her face now that her daily report was done, Ami leaned back and stretched out her arms. The first sign of there being something amiss though was when she felt the seat cushions depress. When she turned though, she was met with the sight of Sunset having climbed up onto the couch and lunging forward. "GAH!"

The wind driven from her, Ami blinked and looked down at Sunset who was now laying across her lap. "{Done with tapping-thing, Mama-Ami?}"

With a sigh, Ami shook her head in amusement. "Yes, I'm all done."

Her mouth slightly open, Sunset gave a small growl as her tongue lolled out. "{Is good. Rub tummy?}"

All Ami did was facepalm in amusement. "Behold, the great and terrifying carnosaur." Nonetheless, Ami reached down and began to rub Sunset's stomach much to the dinosaur's happiness. "So then, Sunset, mind if I ask you a few questions?"

Eye hooded, Sunset nodded before laying her head back as Ami scratched at a spot. "{Ooo! Right there, Mama-Ami!}"

Giggling softly, Ami hummed a bit. "Well... it's about how I'm supposed to train you for the visitors." Sunset opened her eye and watched Ami closely. "It's not just feeding you, though we've yet to decide what to feed you. Probably chickens though or something."

Softly growling, Sunset chewed on the air for a bit. "{Like chickens much! Yummy. But also like Pink-Things, Furry-Jumpers, and Long-Tails.}"

As she nodded, Ami hummed. "Well, I'll try and see how many pigs, rabbits, and rats I can get for you. That said though, I think that we can take it a bit further." Knowing that she had Sunset's attention, Ami shook her head. "For one thing, I'll be in the paddock with you feeding you. Which brings me to the next point... do you know why I taught you to stop eatng when I put my hand on your bowl?"

Tilting her head slightly, Sunset bobbed her head like she had seen Ami and the other humans do. "{You showing dominance. Mean that you decide when I can eat and what. Know this already, Mama-Ami.}"

While she nodded, Ami chuckled. "Pretty much, which means that one of the things that I might do is hand feed you. Something else that I've been thinking of is... you know how you like rolling around that ball of yours, right?"

Confused, Sunset barked. "{Yup! Love ball, is fun.}"

Still smiling, Ami scratched underneath Sunset's chin. "Well, another thing that I might do is be in the paddock and we can roll a much bigger ball back and forth between us. Stuff like that."

Her eye wide, Sunset let out a small roar. "{Sound fun! Would like to do that!}"

Finally stopping her scratching, Ami picked up Sunset and then set her down. "Great, that sounds like we got ourselves a plan... in the meantime though, I think that you might be a bit hungry so I got you a little special something."

Blinking, Sunset followed behind Ami as the handler headed into her kitchen. "{Got treat? What where?}"

The smile still on her face, Ami opened up a cooler and pulled out a large fish which Sunset looked at in hunger. "I got you a nice fish for your dinner." Holding it by the tail, Ami brought it down to head height and a few minutes later, Sunset gobbled down the last bit with a relaxed roar. "I thought that you might like that..."

The next day, Jenkins was walking along when he spotted Ami sitting down. In front of her was Sunset, who she was gently stroking, which caused the Compy trainer to smile some before he walked over. "Hey there, Ami, Sunset. And how are the two of you today?"

Looking up, Ami gave a smile to her fellow handler. "Pretty good so far, we're just taking a small break from training is all." Her hand on Sunset's jaw, Ami grinned. "Isn't that right, Sunset?"

In reply, Sunset gave a small bark. "{Yup!}"

Of course, Jenkins couldn't understand her but smiled nonetheless. "That's great to hear you two."

Suddenly thoughtful, Ami looked over at him with a slight frown. "You worked at the IQ Zoo, right?" After he nodded, Ami continued. "So you've seen some impressive examples of training, right?"

Raising an eyebrow at her, Jenkins shrugged. "Yeah, I've seen some neat examples of what you can train an animal to do, why?"

As she pulled away her hand from Sunset's jaw, Ami hummed. "Well, I saw this documentary recently about animal skills. And I decided to try them with Sunset considering she seems really intelligent..." Not said was that she had seen the documentary two days earlier. "Mind giving me your opinion?"

More then a little interested, and not minding spending some time with her, Jenkins just shook his head. "Not at all."

Pulling out a clicker, Ami cleared her throat and clicked it twice to catch Sunset's attention. "Okay, Sunset. Count to... six."

For a moment Sunset had her head tilted, but then she brought up her bad foot and then stomped it six times. Blinking, Jenkins smiled a bit. "Okay, that's pretty cool. Mind if I try something?" All Ami did was gesture for him to continue. "Okay, give me nine, Sunset." Once more, Sunset stomped her foot nine times. "Not bad..."

With a grin, Ami shook her head. "You've not seen anything. Sunset."

She then held up three fingers and Jenkins eyes widened as Sunset stomped three times. 'What in the...'

However, Ami wasn't done as she pulled out a piece of paper and then wrote a "7" onto it before holding it for Sunset to see. "Okay, Sunset. Count it out."

It took a few seconds for Sunset to remember, but she stomped seven times which caused Jenkins to slump into his seat. "The fuck..." Before Ami could say anything, Jenkins turned to her with wide eyes. "How many numbers does she know and how long did it take you to train her in them?"

Frowning slightly, Ami coughed. "Well... I wanted to keep it a bit easier so she can count up to ten verbal, finger, or written. And it's taken me a bit to get there with her..." Ami then turned back to Sunset who was laying down and watching. 'And most of that was me explaining and showing her what I meant.'

Nearly a minute passed before Jenkins ran a hand through his hair. "Okay... just how smart do you think Sunset is, Ami?"

Eyebrows furrowed, Ami shook her head. "Pretty damn smart actually. She's managed to escape from the pen I set up for her at least once and figured out how to pull out my drawers so she could get up onto my bed. Why?"

Jenkins just watched Sunset closely. "Because being able to figure out numbers that easily says something about her ability. And normally it takes a lot longer to teach animals to count via training but..." Shaking off his thoughts, Jenkins hummed a bit. "You know, have you thought about teaching her more about how to count? Or other things?"

Slowly, Ami raised an eyebrow. "Yes? I've even thought about teaching her to read to an extent."

Leaning forward, Jenkins frowned a bit. "Because you could be onto something here..." As he shook his head, Jenkins chuckled a bit. "Maybe even another Alex..."