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Title: Project: More Teeth

Author: Divine Dark Angel

Summary: If the I-rex had been prevented from killing her sibling, if someone had stepped in and stopped I-Gen and the people of Jurassic World from isolating them and had gotten them properly socialized, if they had been trained to know what they are…how would life be different for the I-rex sisters and the rest of the park?

Rating: M for mentions of death and a mature relationship.

Pairing: Owen/Claire, Oc/Katashi Hamada

Disclaimer: All characters that you recognize belong to and are copywrite of Universal. The recognizable plot items and other such things are also copyrighted to Universal. I am simply playing in the rich world they have created for us.

"Alright Claire, can I call ya Claire? Imma call ya Claire. Now when you come in you need to come in through the paddock gate, not through the apartment. That's our den and the girls seem to be very much matriarchal. I'm also gonna have Owen bring you in, they'll probably assume you are the beta female our lil beta male brought home-"

"HEY! RUDE MCGOVERN!" Owen's bellow came through the cell phones tinny speakers, and Emma smirked as she lounged next to the water feature. Nefret had her head pillowed on her stomach, and Emma rubbed her thumb over her eye ridges thoughtlessly. Nefretari was attempting to pounce on the large tilapia Emma had stocked the water feature with, but was mostly just splashing around and snorting when water went up her nostrils.

"Shut it Grady, you know here I am the Alpha. Go play with the raptors if your manhood is bent by that. But bring Claire in first ya? Make sure she's wearing something she can roll in too. I don't have the strike team in here so it can be kinda normal day." Emma let her hand rest on her belly, gazing off into the middle distance while she considered all the safety protocols she had put in place in anticipation of this visit. The girls had been fed and gone on a track run earlier, and seemed content to lounge and soak up the sun for now. It was as controlled an environment that she was gonna get, and she just crossed her mental fingers for a good outcome. Nenet cracked one amber eye open and thrummed, wedging her nose under Emma's idle hand to encourage her to resume her stroking.

"Yeah yeah, bossy. She's wearing an old ACU response suit. The girls have seen those enough. I also got her to wear one of my old shirts, and lemme tell you what a pain in the ass she was about that!" Emma heard a disgruntled yell and then a grunt as she assumed Claire resumed control of the cell. She heard grumbling in the background as she imagined Owen rubbing his gut, and she tried to keep it professional and not giggle.

"Trainer McGovern, if that is all? I am ready to get this over with as I do have other duties requiring my attention." Claire's cool voice came through and Emma was reminded that this was a powerful woman in her own right, even if she commanded a power Emma herself didn't understand. It almost caused her spine to stiffen, but reminding herself to stay relaxed for the girls she remained on the ground.

"Yeah Claire, we're as ready as we're ever gonna be. You did review the protocol, right? No smiling, don't look 'em in the eyes for long…..etc?" Emma's eyes scanned over to the exterior gate, watching the light as it turned from red to green. The gate eased open and Owen came through, a container of liver bits in his hands. It was a high value treat for the girls and he had taken to bringing a container with him when he visited. It was never him who fed the girls though, Emma was given the container with a big show of deference and she then gave the girls the treats inside. Today, Owen was going to have Claire give the container to her in hopes that the girls would accept her into their 'pack' without trying to initiate a dominance fight.

Claire snapped her cell back to her belt without answering. She was too distracted by the strange environment she found herself in. It was like stepping back in time, back to those dinosaur movies she'd watched as a child with her sister during thunderstorms when they were trapped inside. Ferns three times her height made her crane her head up and sigh. Owen gently tapped her wrist with the container, and she took it without real thought. He started down a worn in dirt track along the back wall, headed towards the sound of water. Claire shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts and followed close behind him. She couldn't help her wandering eyes though, seeing the dug in claw marks high up on the wall and the deeply churned loam beneath her boots. She paused and crouched down to get a closer look at a long dark blue tube near her foot, hand halfway out to touch it when a four fingered claw closed over it.

Claire's breath caught in her throat as she slowly looked up from where the talons sank into the soft soil around the tube. The long sinewy forearm bulked out a bit when it passed the elbow, leading to narrow but powerful shoulders. The impression of a slim muscled body and tail was there in the quick glance she gave in her attempt to gauge the size of the beast, but her eyes were drawn explicitly up the broad chest and delicate neck to meet brilliant amber eyes.

The initial thought of, 'Oh God I'm gonna die' was replaced by how utterly beautiful the beast was. The white of her, and Claire knew it was a her even if she was unsure of which twin exactly stood in front of her, glowed faintly in the shaded gloom of the fern tunnel. Her amber gaze bore into Claire's own brilliant blue, and she had to concede that there was…..something…..looking back at her. The beast tilted her head slightly, nostrils flaring as she took in Claire's doctored scent. Claire tried to remain relaxed, even as the fine bones in her hands trembled around the orange plastic Tupperware she clutched like a lifeline.

Claire briefly gave thought to where the hell Owen was (and how dare he let this happen to her!) before the beast in front of her came closer. Claire kept eye contact, carefully monitoring the creature's movement and fighting the instinct to throw the container of meat at her and bolt. The delicate snapping of tiny twigs underneath the beasts talons made a cold sweat break out on the back of Claire's neck. Now close enough that it was hard to maintain eye contact, Claire closed her eyes and prayed that she wasn't going to be the reason these beautiful beasts were killed, cursing her escort twenty shades of blue in her head.

Soft puffs of humid air stirred the stray wisps of hair that had escaped Claire's carefully messy ponytail as the beast sniffed her face. Now that she was close enough, Claire swore she felt vibrations hitting her and a low hum like she stood too close to the electric fence at the T-rex paddock. She felt the puffs of breath move over her face, down her neck, into each armpit, and down to the death grip she had on the container. A soft nudge of the container had her gripping it tighter with a yelp, her eyes flying open as she fell back on her butt. The little predator also scampered backwards, a strange whistling noise causing crashing to come from the direction of the waterfall.

Owen came crashing back through, Emma hard on his heels. They came to a stop a few feet from where Claire sat in the dirt, facing off against Nefretari. Emma whistled, Nefret bounding over to check her sister over intently. Seeing her twin unharmed, her head swiveled with a menacing glare to the new female sprawled on the dirt. Emma gave a warning whistle, the two of them swiveling their heads up to lock eyes with their mother.

Owen crept closer to where Claire sat very still, "Claire, you okay? You were literally right behind me! What happened?"

"I….there was a tube? I thought it was trash. Then she just appeared! Out of Nowhere!" Claire turned her head just enough to hiss at him, "You left me alone, Grady! I could have been EATEN!"

"They wouldn't eat you Claire, they think people are pack." Emma crouched down next to the executive, "Are you hurt? I didn't even notice she wasn't in the pool anymore, I am so sorry."

"No McGovern I'm not hurt. Are they going to attack me if I get up? I'm not very comfortable sprawled on the ground…" Claire went to shift into a crouch, and both girls went into alert. They looked very much like lionesses stalking prey, their tails ramrod straight behind them. Claire stopped her movement, easing back down onto her butt in the dirt. She looked at the container she still clutched in her hands, then up at Emma. Mimicking what Owen told her, she tilted her head sideways and down as she offered the container up to where Emma was standing. Once she had taken it, Claire put her hands back in her lap and made herself seem small.

Emma smiled, as the girls were now focusing on the container in her hands instead of the woman on the ground. They made curious chirruping sounds as they crept closer to where the women were, body language open and tails swinging side to side as they crept over. Emma crouched down next to Claire as she cracked the container open, seeing the liver bits she grinned.

"Girls your gonna get a treat! Venit!" Emma kneeled next to Claire, close enough the girls associated them as a team. "Claire, I want you to grab a piece of liver okay? You're going to offer it to Nefretari….the one who was sniffing you earlier. She sees you as a hunter in the pack, she thinks you brought food back to feed us like Owen does."

"Which one is she? How do you tell them apart? Do I hold it like I'm feeding a horse or a dog?" Claire reached into the container and grasped a good chunk of the slimy organ meat. She watched the two out of the corner of her eye, and knew in that instant which was which. "Nefretari…"

Her tone was reverent as she reached out towards the twin on the right, who stepped closer and delicately took the hunk of liver from her fingers. She hissed at her sister who tried to take it from her, scampering off a distance with her prize clutched in her jaws. Claire watched her in amazement when she felt that electric thrumming and a hard bump to her ribcage. Startled, she looked down to see Nefret looking up at her with expectation. Amused, she reached for the container and fished out another hunk of liver. Nefret sniffed her wrist and fingers before drawing her lips back and showing her teeth, Claire knew that behavior was bad and drew the liver hunk away.

Emma reached over and popped her wayward charge on the nose with a firm no. Nefret crouched and hissed for a moment, eyeing Claire balefully. When she stopped posturing and was calm, Claire offered the liver hunk again. This time she took the meat as nicely as her sister and scampered off with it. Both trainers heaved sighs of relief and plopped down in the dirt next to her.

"Holy. Fuck."

"Right?"

Claire looked at them amusedly, "I thought it went swimmingly."