Chapter 29
"Ladies and Gentleman, due to a containment anomalie, all guests must take shelter immediately."
The three of them ran into the crowd, looking for Claire's nephews as people screamed and ran from the giant flying dinosaurs. Owen had ahold of Sasha's arm as they ran, his other hand holding a rifle. Claire was further behind them, looking for Zach and Gray. Sasha shook her head at the chaos, feeling a pang of anger towards the scientists and investors, and their need for money.
This is what InGen and Dr. Wu, the head geneticist, got for messing with DNA. They messed with the Indominus' genes and plugged in things that shouldn't be there, creating the perfect predator. And it ended up being smarter than them. It had been the source of countless deaths already, and the toll was rising as the Pteranodons it had freed picked people out of the crowd and threw them around; into the ocean, into the buildings, everywhere. Owen ran, and paused as he spotted two kids without parents that fit Claire's description of her nephews watching them. Sasha looked at Owen and nodded, heading towards the kids. She spun and went towards them, only to hear Owen yelp in surprise. She turned back around and panicked.
"Owen!"
He had been pinned by a Pterodactyl, face against the concrete. Sasha looked around in a panic and spotted his rifle beside him. Clair was running towards him also, locking eyes with Sasha and nodding. Sasha snatched the rifle and held it up, shooting the Pteranodon off him as Claire pushed it backwards. Owen scrambled to his feet and looked between the women, giving Claire a squeeze around the shoulders and pressing a hard kiss against Sasha's mouth. The manager's eyes suddenly widened as she spotted the boys, and she ran towards them.
Sasha had never seen Claire so worried and fussy over someone before, but she was frantically looking the kids over, repeating "are you okay?" and "what happened?". Sasha was still being held firmly to Owen's side as he walked towards the group, gun held tightly in his hands.
The kids' attention was immediately on them, and the younger one pointed at the couple. "Who are they?"
Claire turned to them. "We all work together." She answered quickly.
Owen tilted his head back towards the gates to the alley between Rexy's habitat and the petting zoo. "We gotta go."
Claire nodded, and placed her hands on the kids' backs. "Oh, yep, let's go."
They headed towards the alley, stopping in front of the gate as a loud roar echoed from the other side. Owen pushed Sash behind him, and shook his head slowly.
"Take the kids... Get them someplace safe. R-" The gate flew open, flooding the alley with fleeing people and pissed of Pterodactyls. Owen pulled Sasha to the Jeep, Claire following their lead and getting the kids loaded in. Owen slapped the gearshift into reverse, and backed up into a dead end part of the alley. The Jeep stopped abruptly, and Sasha took a deep breath.
Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back against the seat and breathed heavily, her body finally feeling the aches and pains from throughout the day. Owen watched her warily, hand drifting across the center console to rest on her belly. The kids were too busy watching the dinosaurs fly by to notice the exchange, and Owen leaned across, lips laying a soft kiss against her temple. Sasha blinked an eye open at him, and Owen smiled gently. Despite the chaos outside, they were safe for the time being. Until the Pteranodon finished ravaging the main park, the Jeep was their only shelter. It looked like most guests had made it to shelter safely, only a select few falling prey to the the flying predators; others only being thrown around.
Suddenly, the younger boy, Gray, blurted, "Please don't leave us."
Claire chuckled. "I am not leaving you ever again in your life."
The boys shook their heads, and looked to Owen. "No, him! Him!"
Claire raised her eyebrows, and Sasha laughed. "Looks like you got a fanclub, Hun."
Owen nodded, a smile tugging at his lips. "Well I'd hope so."
Sasha snorted. "So what do we do now?"
Owen glanced at his wife, scrubbing a hand through his curly hair. "Going to the raptor enclosure. See if we can find Barry. The Indominus won't make it here until late."
/JURASSIC WORLD\\
It was pitch black out when the Jeep pulled up outside the raptor enclosure.
But that wasn't the concerning part. There were InGen trucks everywhere, the men swarming about the compound, armed to to the teeth with guns. Owen could see his pack locked into the containment area, cameras mounted on their heads. Behind it all was Hoskins, who was already headed towards the Jeep when Owen hopped out, looking as arrogant as ever. The trainer headed towards Hoskins with a growing hostility, Sasha scrambling behind to hopefully prevent them from shooting Owen when he lost his temper. Claire followed, marching up to the man.
Spreading his arms wide, Hoskins had a smug smile set on his round face. "And the mother hen has arrived! I-"
Owen's fist collided with his jaw, and Sasha almost laughed as she heard Zach and Gray's whoops of entertainment from the a Jeep. Hoskins didn't fall this time, but he did stumble back, holding his chin. As he came back towards them, Owen pushed Sasha behind him and stood face-to-face with the older man.
"Hoskins, you wanted this to happen, you son of a bitch." Claire said.
"Jesus! How long's it gonna take you to realize that this is what we need to do?!"
"Get out of here, and stay the hell away from my animals." Owen snarled. Hoskins shook his head in what appeared to be disbelief.
"This is happening! With or without you."
Sighing and seeing the possibility of getting in big trouble, Owen reluctantly complied with Hoskins' request to use the raptors to track the Indominus. Owen told Sasha that he has to go lay down a ground plan for the mission, so her and Claire made their way to a huge box truck, opening the back. It was full of weapons and armor; Claire motioned for the kids to get in.
"See? Safe and sound. You guys are gonna stay back here until we tell you it's safe."
She continued talking to the kids, and Sasha walked back to Owen, who locked eyes with her and made his way over to her. "Hey, can you give me a lift back to the bungalow?"
Sasha furrowed her brow. "What for?"
"My bike."
Owen explained his plan to her on the way to their house. Sasha sighed as they stopped and stepped out of the Jeep. "Owen... I don't think... You're-"
She broke off, a sob cutting through her words. Owen's eyes widened and grew softer, immediately walking to Sasha and pulling her into his solid chest. He shushed her and ran his hands through her hair, trying to calm her. "Sash. Shhh, come on baby. I'm gonna be fine."
Her hands held onto his shirt, looking up at him. "I don't know what I'd do if you got hurt. I'm pregnant, and I don't want this baby to-"
"Sasha. Listen, alright? I'm gonna be ok. We're gonna lead the raptors into the woods, and we'll kill the Indominus. It's gonna be all over." He assured. Sasha sniffled.
"Promise me one thing?" She said quietly. Owen raised his eyebrows.
"You won't do anything stupid right? Don't make me a widow."
Owen snorted. "I won't. I'll be back. I have too much waiting for me to pull something dumb." He said. His hands came to rest on Sasha's stomach, and he knelt down, pressing a kiss onto it gently. Sasha combed her fingers through his hair gently, and accepted the long, passionate kiss that he pulled her into when he stood.
They stood there for a few minutes in each other's arms, until a chirping from inside caught their attention. Sasha turned to look, laughing quietly at the sight of Rizzo in the window of the bungalow. The Pisanosaurus was hopping excitedly, seeing her adoptive parents in the window. Sasha chuckled.
"We can't take her now. We'll come back later." Owen murmured. Sasha nodded.
"Ok."
They both hopped on Owen's bike, the sound of the engine ripping through the night air. It was a bumpy ride back, and Sasha gripped Owen around the waist tightly. When they came up on the raptor pen, there were several more ATVs and vehicles around, ready to follow the raptors into the woods. It was a dangerous plan, but at this point it was the only plan.
Climbing off the bike, Sasha turned to Owen. He held out a hand and she stepped into his hold. He tilted his head up so she could press a kiss to his lips, nose, and forehead. "Be careful. If it gets bad, get out."
"Yeah. You be careful too." Owen replied, giving her hip a brief squeeze and and letting his hand trail across her belly. Sasha nodded, and walked the opposite way, climbing into the cab of the box truck next to Claire.
Owen and his team had given the raptors a scent sample of the Indominus, and were following them as they tracked it through the woods, Owen leading on his bike. The raptors had been set up with cameras so they could watch from a remote tablet. The women were sitting in the large box truck, Sasha in the driver's seat and Claire in the passengers, holding the tablet so they both could watch. They were still in the parking area outside of the raptors, ready to take off in case the Indominus escaped that way. Sasha was shifting around anxiously as she watched the raptors' feed slow down, and Claire looked a bit hesitant to watch. The small window into the back slid open, and the boys stuck their heads in.
"Dude that's so cool." Zach muttered. He glanced at Sasha, smiling. "Your husband's a badass."
Claire snapped her head towards them.
"No, no, you are not watching this. Get back there." She slid the window shut, cutting off their view of the tablet. Sasha nodded.
"I didn't think they should watch it either."
"I don't need their mother to hate me more than she's already going to." Claire said quietly, shifting her hold on the tablet.
The two women watched in tense silence as the raptors slowed, the cameras briefly displaying Owen and Barry laying in the brush with guns pointed forward. Sasha swallowed thickly, biting her lip as the huge white dinosaur showed itself in front of the men. All fifty feet of her, spines and all. Sasha gasped, eyes wide as the raptors seemed to communicate with it.
She tilted her head. "That is way too familiar."
And unbeknownst to her, Owen was coming to the same conclusion in the jungle.
"I know why they wouldn't tell us what she's made of." Owen said to Barry.
Back in the truck, Sasha turned to the woman beside her "Claire, that's not just T-Rex and some other frog." Sasha paused, and deep in the jungle, Owen turned to Barry. "That dinosaur-"
"That thing-"
"It's part Velociraptor."
