RaptorsRlife: Well, I was planning on her and Zach getting together. But, give me the idea anyways! I just thought of something that'll add more personality to the teenagers' side of this story!

Hold It Right There Cowboy

Teenage sleuths, poisoned vandals, rocky relationships, and vandalism. A lot of shit was going down in Jurassic World right now, and Claire was starting to worry if things would get worse. She didn't want to have to close the park for a while until the problems were resolved. She just wanted everything to get back to normal. But, it only seemed like things were getting much, much worse.

It was now Tuesday. Sarah stirred from her sleep and then grabbed her phone to check the time. 6:30 a.m. Sarah slowly got out of bed and went into the bathroom and began to take a shower. Ian woke up at the sound of the shower turning on and then grabbed his phone and checked the time. It was very early in the morning and Ian was one of those people where once they woke up, they couldn't go back to sleep until nightfall. Ian let out a long breath and stretched out his body. Oh boy did it feel good to stretch. Ian then got up from his bed and picked out what he was going to wear for the day as he waited for his mom to get out of the shower. Ian picked out a white t-shirt, red, plaid, short sleeve button down shirt, khaki cargo shorts, white ankle socks, and black converse with a thin red line running along the white soles. Once Sarah got out of the bathroom, Ian went in and showered as quickly as possible. Ian finished in five minutes and then got out of the shower, put on the clothes he picked out, did his hair, and brushed his teeth. Before he left, Sarah told Ian to wait for a second. She then approached him and gave him a quick hug and a kiss on the forehead.

"I know that it's been a little rough living here, but I'm happy that you're starting to open up to it," she said.

Ian nodded his head as he said, "Yeah well, I actually like it here. I was just being dumb by being upset at you. I'm sorry for that and I want you to know that I'm one hundred percent supportive."

Sarah smiled and then told Ian that she loved him. Ian returned the words to his mother and then left the room. Ian felt his phone vibrate and then pulled it out and saw that he got a text message from Ryan.

'Meet me at the front of the building ASAP,' read the message.

Ian then rushed down the building and then exited to see Ryan sitting on a bench. Ian approached his uncle and then said, "You're up earlier than normal."

"I could say the same for you," Ryan said back.

"I naturally wake up at six thirty. This is normal for me. What did you want?"

"I wanted to ask you something."

"What?"

"Well, I don't want to give off too much information, but a few days ago, Lowery, Claire, Owen and I went to the old Visitor Center and brought back Dom, who was still in his egg at the time of course. We were there because we're trying to solve some kind of strange case that involves a drop off bag, numbered sheet, and Claire's ex-assistant, Zara. Now, yesterday, Claire's nephew and some girl went to Control and Claire's nephew distracted the whole room while the girl dropped her phone next to Lowery's desk and then, after she picked it up, they left, without saying another word. My question to you is, why were they there?"

"I don't know why they were there. I was with Olivia all afternoon."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"So, you weren't with Zach at all, or even the girl that he was with?"

"I swear I wasn't."

"All right then, why don't you tell me where the numbered paper is?"

"What?"

"The numbered paper? Where is it?"

"Zach and Olivia didn't put it back?"

"I thought you said that you didn't know about it."

"Damn it Uncle Ryan!"

"Why are you getting involved in this?"

"We just want to help you guys out without you fully knowing."

"Well, I know now and I want you to stop."

"What? Why?"

" Look, I don't fully know what is behind the drop off bag, but I do know that it's not a good thing. I don't want you to get hurt."

"I'm not going to get hurt."

"Ian, please, just listen to me. I don't want you getting involved because I just want you to stay safe."

"Why?"

"Because I'm your uncle and I love you! You dingus! Think about what your mom would think if she found out that you were getting yourself involved in something potentially dangerous."

"Potentially dangerous."

"Ian, I'm pretty sure that you don't want Owen to find out about this."

"Fine! I won't get involved, okay?"

"Okay, but if I find out that you decided to stay involved, you'll have to deal with Owen."

"Yeah, yeah."

Ryan ruffled Ian's hair and Ian then hit Ryan on his shoulder for messing up his hair.

It was nine o'clock in the morning at Jurassic World, and everything seemed to be running smoothly, for the moment that is. Claire had to close Alice's paddock again because the paint wasn't cleaned up yet. So, that meant that Owen had more time to rest. Claire decided to use this time to go and talk to Owen. She didn't like how they left things after their small argument at Owen's bungalow the day before. She needed to sort things out with Owen and she wanted to get their relationship back to its normal state. Claire thought back about her relationship with Owen, and she thought about her very first date with Owen. The 'Disaster Date' as she liked to put it. That date went terribly. For starters, Owen didn't even dress presentably, Claire was on a diet that didn't allow her to drink tequila, and the two just seemed to bump heads, way more than as much as they do now. After that date, Claire didn't even want to say Owen's name. So, she resorted to calling him Mr. Grady. She hated when Simon told her to go and get Owen to check out Alice's old paddock for vulnerabilities. Claire couldn't bring herself to admit it, but she loved seeing Owen working on his bike. His muscles pressed nicely against the t-shirt that he was wearing. The sweat on his face made him glisten beautifully. Claire wanted to jump on Owen that day, but she had to keep herself under control, so, to do that, she thought of their first date, which was enough. Claire then remembered the small talk they had when they searched for Gray and Zach. That was when Claire realized that she and Owen butted heads a bit too much, and at bad times, too. Claire then thought about their inadvertent kiss during the pterosaur attack on Main Street. The kiss was one of gratitude, since Claire saved Owen, but Claire felt more in the kiss. She then thought about when Owen told her after the Indominus Incident was over how they should stay together for survival. Claire smiled widely at those words and she remembered that she and Owen said that they would start spending a bit more time around each other, but, once work got in the way, it was very hard to keep a consistent relationship. But, Claire and Owen seemed to pull through it all, even with some of the ridiculous, and sometimes serious, fights that they had. Claire wanted to maintain the crazy, yet fun relationship, but first, she had to sort things out with him.

Claire arrived at Owen's bungalow and saw that he was cleaning his bike. This scenario reminded her of when she came to ask him to check out Alice's old paddock. Claire slowly walked up to Owen and then sat on the stairs that led to the shed and then said, "Hi."

Owen turned around and a small smirk appeared on his face as he said, "Hey."

"Owen, I wanted to talk to you...about what I said the other day-"

"No, Claire, you don't have to. I over reacted and misunderstood what you were saying."

"Actually..."

"Wait, you were serious? You really thought that since I was in the Navy...I was gay?"

"Owen, look, I heard stories-"

"Stories, Claire! They're just stories! And besides, all Navy guys being gay is a cliché, a stereotype, and a slight form of racism."

"Owen, do you even know what the term racism means?"

"Why does that matter?"

"It means a strong inclination towards one race or seeing your own race higher than all others. The Navy is not a race, it's a military branch."

"You still get my point Claire."

"Yeah, and I'm sorry for assuming that okay? I was just really upset with you and I just felt like you weren't being super honest with me."

"About what?"

"Well, I don't, eh..."

"Eh? Claire, what do you mean that you felt like I wasn't being honest with you?"

"Well, the day that Sarah and Ian arrived, she told me that you left the Navy when you were thirty-two. You told me you got out when you were thirty-six."

"Oh, that."

"That? Owen, be honest with me for a second. When did you get out of the Navy?"

"...When I was thirty-two."

"But, why didn't you just tell me that in the first place?"

"Because...I wasn't hired out of the Navy like Hoskins said, all right?"

"What?"

"I really didn't want to tell this story, but I might as well."

"What story?"

"You want the truth? Well, here it is. I wasn't hired out of the Navy, I was kicked out because apparently I was too reckless at my job. I used to train a bunch of animals when I was in the Navy, but, at one point, I started losing my cool while training and I was kicked out once they had enough of it. I went to live with my parents for a year, until Hoskins hired me to work here with the girls. My job here is for animal behavior research, but, since Hoskins is dead, I don't have to send in paperwork as often as I used to. But, now, with Alice, I'm the Indominus caretaker. You know the rest from there."

"Wow, Owen, I had no idea that-"

"I know you didn't. No one does, well, except for Ryan and Sarah. Not even Ian knows that I was kicked out. He just believes that I was hired out."

"You plan on telling him about this?"

"Never."

"Okay, well, I'm glad that you were honest with me."

"Well, there's one more thing."

"What?"

"Don't flip out when I tell you this all right?"

"Owen?"

"Let me start by saying that your little cliché of the Navy might've been true for about two weeks while I was in the Navy."

Claire's eyes widened and then she said, "Oh my God."

"Yes, it's true. But, believe me it was a mistake. And, it was just for two weeks. I was going through some depressing stuff and he was there at the right time. But, believe me, nothing happened."

"Owen, sweet Lord. You were-"

"Claire! Please! Think of the children!"

"Gay?! Owen! God! I can't believe this!" Claire said with a big grin on her face.

"Why are you smiling?"

"I'm not smiling, my lips are just stretching upwards."

"Why are you smiling Claire?"

"It's just, a little funny to think about."

"What?"

"You and another man! Owen, geez, I love it when you're honest I gotta say."

"You know what? Okay, I was honest with you. So, now you've got to be honest with me."

Claire's smile turned to a small frown and then she said, "I think I need to be heading back."

"It's about to be ten in the morning, nothing is happening in the park that is of worry to you. You have time."

"Fine. Let me think for a second though."

"Remember that you have to be fully honest."

"Okay."

Claire thought about what to tell Owen for a few minutes, before finally saying, "Okay, here it is. When I was young, about sixteen or seventeen, I suffered from a deep case of depression and I had suicidal thought almost all of the time. I kept a brave face in front of my parents, but, when I went to my room, I would do this."

Claire lifted up her left sleeve and showed Owen a few of the cuts that she had on her arm.

"Then, before the school year was over, I decided that I would end it all. I was going to kill myself. I got back home that afternoon and I went up to my room and grabbed a rope that was in my garage and I went out to my parents balcony, which was two stories high. I put the rope around my neck and was about to jump and end it all, when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and pull me away. I kicked, screamed, and flailed as I was dragged back indoors. It was my next door neighbor who saved me from ending my life, and they called my parents right away. I went through years of therapy and in the mean time, I went to college and studied in business and marketing. Once I was declared fine, I got a job here, and honestly, I couldn't be any happier."

"Wow, I never would have guessed that someone like you would have gone through something like depression," said Owen.

"Yeah, well, looks can be deceiving Owen."

Owen approached Claire and wrapped his arms around her and Claire rested her head against Owen's chest. It seemed like they were going to be fine after all.

"So," began Claire, "are we...good?"

"Yeah, we're good," replied Owen.

Claire then looked up at Owen and the two moved closer to lock lips with each other, embracing the sweet moment that they were having together.

Lowery walked into the Control room with a large sized cup that was filled with water. He was greeted by the Security worker that stood by the door, and then by Vivian. He greeted them back and then sat down at his desk. He looked over all his tiny dinosaur figures and made sure that none were out of place. Lowery liked thinking of his dinosaurs as if they were a system. When one's out of place, then everything goes wrong. None of the figures were out of order, so Lowery then got to work. He checked the locations of all the gyrospheres, he checked out Alice's paddock, to see that Repair was working on the stained glass, and then checked if all the other cameras were working. Everything was goin fine right now, so, Lowery decided to try and get through the mysterious firewall that seemed to be hiding the video footage of what happened the day that Alice supposedly broke the glass of the viewing room. This firewall was very hard to crack, and it would take Lowery days to get through it. Lowery began to type furiously as Ortiz walked into the room and everyone who was in the room, except for Lowery, turned to look at the InGen CEO. Ortiz scanned the room and then walked up to Lowery and said, "Good morning Lowery."

Lowery turned to look at Ortiz and said, "Hey Mr. Ortiz."

"So, I heard that we had some problems yesterday with some vandals. Tell me what happened?"

"Well, these four vandals went to Alice's paddock and sprayed the words 'Alice Will Burn' on the glass in the viewing room."

"Were any of these vandals captured?"

"Yeah, but, we haven't heard back from Security yet."

"Right, well, make sure to alert me when you hear anything new."

"You got it, sir."

Ortiz nodded his head as he watched the different screens in the front of the room.

Styler had arrived at the Innovation Center and went into the lab to check out Wu's old lab. He and Ortiz used to go there every so often to simply relax or make business calls in regards to Ortiz delivering supplies to his "friends." As he walked into the lab, he was greeted by Grace.

"Hey Robert, what's up?" she asked him.

"Not much Grace," he said as he continued forward to Wu's lab.

"Where's Ortiz?"

"He and I aren't in business anymore."

"Oh, what happened?"

"We saw different things."

"Ah, I see."

Grace and Styler arrived at Wu's old lab, but, before he could go in, Grace got in his way.

"What are you doing Grace?" he asked her.

"Nothing, I'm just, wondering how you're doing," she replied with a smile.

"I'm doing fine. Now, get out of the way please."

"You seem tense, maybe you should go to the Bamboo Forest and find tranquility."

"Grace, move."

Styler was about to step in, when Grace stuck out her leg and placed her foot on the door post with her three inch blue high heels and said, "Where do you think you're going cowboy?"

Styler backed up and arched an eyebrow before asking, "What's going on Grace?"

Grace put her foot down and then slowly stepped up to Styler and said, "Nothing's going on. It's just, I was asked to not let you into that room anymore."

"On who's orders?"

"Who the hell do you think?" she asked with a menacing smirk.

"Wait, you're Ortiz's assistant?"

"Oh, you are smart."

"Why?"

"He asked me, and I said yes. There's not much else to it."

"No, there's got a be a reason. There's always a reason."

"Maybe I don't need a reason. Maybe I just wanted to be a good friend."

"'Friend?' Please, you and Ortiz were never friends."

"Until now that is."

"Get the hell out of my way."

"Ah, ah, I don't think so."

Styler was getting irritated with Grace, and honestly, wanted to shove her out of the way. So, he just tried moving forward, but was then turned around by Grace and suddenly, a knife was being pressed against his neck, startling him.

"Oh Robert. Why'd you have to hurt Gabriel?" she asked him.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked her.

"There are just some things that you don't fully know about me."

"Get off of me!'

"Sorry, can't. Ortiz's orders to finally get rid of you once and for all."

Styler reacted by grabbing Grace's wrist and then flipping her over onto the floor. Styler grabbed the knife that Grace was holding and then ran into Wu's lab. Grace got up and then walked into Wu's lab. Grace turned to her right and then, it happened. She gasped at when Styler appeared right before her and then, she looked down and saw that he had stabbed her with her own knife. A deep, searing pain began to spread throughout Grace's body and then she looked at Styler, who said, "Ortiz is a stupid man if he thinks he's going to get rid of me that easily. Grace, you've been fired."

With those words, Styler pulled out the knife and Grace collapsed onto the floor, gasping heavily. After a few seconds, Grace gave her last breath. Styler looked down at the body and then said, "How the hell am I going to get her out of here?"

Styler felt his phone vibrate and then he pulled it out and saw that he received a text message that read, 'We'll be there soon to clean up the mess Styler. Just sit tight.'

The number was unknown to Styler's phone, but, he had a good idea of who it was. As Styler put his phone away, he heard a stabbing sound, and then felt a deep pain growing in his stomach. Styler looked down and saw that there was a knife coming out of his stomach. The knife retracted and Styler because coughing up blood. Then, Styler's vision began to blur, but he could see that a mysterious figure with a white face standing before him. Styler's vision then went black and he collapsed onto the floor, dead.

It was around noon time at Jurassic World, and Ian had spent most of the morning with Sarah. He showed her the raptors and then took her to see Alice again. He also took her to the Valley and then they ended up at the Aviary. Ian enjoyed spending time with Sarah, and he was sad when he thought about her leaving soon. Ian made sure that he would pend as much time with Sarah as possible over the next few days. However, right now, Ian met up with Olivia and the others at Starbucks and they began talking.

"Olivia, Zach, did you guys take the numbered paper back to Control?" Ian asked.

"Yeah, why?" replied Zach.

"God! Damn it Ryan."

What happened?" asked Olivia.

"Well, I guess he must've seen Alexis and Zach take the paper from Control. Because this morning he asked me whether or not I knew if you had it. So, he told me that you two didn't take the paper back, and that gave me away. He knows that I'm involving myself in this mystery and he wants me to stay out of it."

"So, we're going to keep doing this right?" asked Alexis.

"Yeah of course."

"Great! Because, Ian and I found out something with the numbers that have given us a kind of lead."

"What did you find?"

"Well, after putting many combinations together, we found two words that made the most sense."

"What?"

"East Docks."

"'East Docks?'"

"Yeah. We looked at a map afterwards and it turns out there are docks left over from the first park, and it seems like they might be important to this case."

"So, what?"

"We're going to the docks."

"Now?"

"No, we're going tomorrow."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, no sarcasm whatsoever."

"Okay."

"So, do you guys know anything specific that we might be looking for?"

"We have no idea. But, we figure that there has to be something there."

"Right."

"Great! Now that we have that settled, who wants coffee?"

"I'll have a Java Chip Frappuccino please."

"Double shot expresso please."

"I'll just take mine black please."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Alexis went to go and get their orders while the other three were approached by a woman. This woman had dark tan skin, an athletic body and mocha brown eyes. She also had auburn, wavy hair that went down to her shoulders.

"Hey, Sasha," said Olivia.

"Hey Olivia, have you seen Alexis?" she asked.

"Yeah, she's getting us stuff."

"Oh, all right then."

"What did you need?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to check on her."

"Uh, Olivia?" asked Ian.

Olivia looked at Ian, who gestured to the woman standing behind her.

"Oh, uh, Sasha, this is Ian Grady. I think Alexis might have told you about him. And that is Zach Mitchell, a friend of Ian's. Guys, this is Sasha Pitcher, Alexis's aunt."

Sasha waved at the two boys and they returned the gesture by waving back.

Alexis walked back to her friends and then saw her aunt.

"Aunt Sasha, what are you doing here?"

"Just checking up on you Alexis, that's all."

"Oh, well, I'm fine."

"I can see that."

"So, these are the boys that you were talking about?"

"Yeah. Guys, this is-"

"We know. Olivia introduced us."

"Oh, well then."

Alexis handed everyone their drinks and then sat down next to Olivia.

"Well, I'll see you later girls. It was nice meeting you Ian and Zach."

The boys waved goodbye to Sasha and then she exited the Starbucks.

"She's your aunt?" Ian asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"She seems so young."

"She's twenty-five."

"Twenty five?!"

"Yeah."

"You live with her?"

"Yeah I do."

"Why?"

"Because...well..."

Ian looked at Olivia, who shook her head slightly, and Ian got the hint.

"She seems really nice," added Zach.

"She's the best."

"Cool."

The teens then began to have a long conversation about their aunts and uncles.

Owen went to go and see the raptors and then he would go and see Alice later. Once again, when Owen stepped inside, they tackled him and affectionately nuzzled their heads against his chest and face, making him chuckle. Owen loved his girls, and they loved their Alpha. He honestly wished that they could be closer to Alice so that he didn't have to do so much traveling around between Alice and the girls. Maybe, just maybe, he would bring up the idea to Claire. The first time she told him, he said no. But, now, Owen was opening up to the idea. It might even be great if they lived together, even with Dom, who was going to meet Alice soon enough. Owen was snapped from his thoughts when Blue gave a kind chirp at him, asking him if Alice was coming today.

"Blue, I'll bring Alice later," he told his Beta, "first, she has to meet Rexy."

Who on Earth was Rexy? Did Alpha not understand that Blue really wanted to see Alice? She wished that Alice lived with them, but Alpha had said it was a bad idea. Alpha was stupid sometimes. He was a stupid Alpha. Stupid Alpha. Blue liked how that sounded in her mind, and maybe might start calling him that from now on.

Barry walked in and was greeted by Delta, who was his favorite girl. Barry loved all the girls, but Delta stuck out on top the most.

"Owen, how's it going?" he asked.

"It's going good Barry," replied Owen, "I just really missed the girls."

"Why don't you just move them closer to Main Street? Or even, into Alice's paddock?"

"Barry, I've been thinking about it, but, who knows what'll happen?"

"Well, you saw when you brought Alice here how the girls reacted. Blue loved it so much that she's been dying to see Alice again. Echo want's to be groomed by Alice all day long, and Delta loves cuddling up against her snow white scales."

"You bring up various good points, but, we'll just see how things roll out with Alice and Dom."

"How is the little snowflake anyway?"

"Well, from what Ian has told me, he's fine. He's only a day old, so, he's under top surveillance."

"And, Ian's not constantly watching him? You'd think a father of an Indominus would be more around his son."

"Barry, Ian needs a little space from Dom. He visited Dom early in the morning and I think he's going to see him again later in the afternoon."

"Oh, well, maybe I'll swing by to see the little one."

"Yeah, we can go together. Wait, have you even met Ian?"

"No I have not."

"Well then, I'll introduce him to you then."

"Sounds like a plan."

Owen nodded his head at Barry as he went back to attending his girls.

Ortiz was walking along the Bamboo Forest when he felt his phone vibrate. he pulled it out and saw that he got a voicemail from an unknown caller. Ortiz checked his voicemail, and a strange, deep and menacing voice said, "Gabriel Ortiz, just know, that the deed is done. You don't have to worry about Styler anymore."

Ortiz looked around and arched an eyebrow. He then got a text message and checked it to see that he had received a photo. When he saw that picture, he was practically mortified. It was a bloody Styler on the floor, with a bloody Grace next to him.

"Ay Dios mio," he said in Spanish.

Ortiz realized that they were in the secret lab that Wu used to do his experiments in. He then wondered if the bodies were still there. Who the hell did this? Why did they do it? Ortiz wanted to kill Styler, but he didn't have anyone on his side that would do the job for him. He even asked Grace and she refused. But, why was she killed? Did she try and kill Styler anyway? Ortiz's phone vibrated again, but this time, it was a text message, one with words.

'I am your downfall.'

Ortiz then made a phone call to a close friend of his, the one at Control and began telling them the situation at hand.

It was around five in the afternoon and Ian went to the labs to check on little Dom. He walked into the lab and saw the small Indominus napping. Ian simply stared at the small Indominus and then chuckled as Dom began to stir from his slumber. Once Dom was fully awake, he looked up at Ian and gave a warble. Ian opened the incubator and picked Dom up into his arms and cradled him a bit. Ian rubbed his thumb on Dom's head, and the small Indominus seemed to like it when Ian did that. Ian heard footsteps approaching from behind and turned around to see Owen with a man that he had never seen before.

"Hey Owen," said Ian.

"Hey Ian," said Owen as he then pointed to Barry, "this is Barry. He works with me with the raptors."

"Nice to meet you Barry. I'm Ian."

"Ah, so you're Owen's nephew."

"Yep."

"Cool. Owen's told me a lot about you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, honestly, sometimes I wished he would shut up."

Ian chuckled at Barry's words and then Barry asked, "Is this the little snowflake?"

"Snowflake?"

"Yeah, Barry called Alice a big snowflake, so, since Dom is small for now, Dom is little snowflake."

"No, Dom is little snowflake because he is younger than Alice."

"That makes more sense."

Barry approached the small Indominus and looked into his small crimson eyes. He marveled at the wonder that was inside of them and smiled when Dom warbled at him.

"I think he likes you," said Ian.

"Really?"

"Eh, I'm just guessing."

"Hello little Dom, how are you?"

Barry poked at the small hybrid, and then Dom began to make small hacking sounds, making Ian's eyes widen.

"Owen, give me a bag," said Ian.

"What?"

"Give me a bag."

"Why?"

"Just, do it, please."

"Why?"

"You know what? Here hold Dom, I'll get the bag."

Ian handed Dom to his uncle and then took his sweet time finding the bag, mostly for a solid reason. Then after a few seconds, Dom hurled on Owen. Owen looked at his nephew, who then said, "I told you that I needed a bag."

"You are going to get it later," said Owen.

Barry burst into laughter and then Ian said, "Love you, too Owen."

Ryan figured out that Ian is getting involved in the mystery of the drop off bag and told him to stop. But, Ian, being the crazed person he is, is still going to get involved anyway. The teens found out what the numbers meant on the number paper and are heading to the east docks tomorrow. Owen and Claire worked things out and they learned something deep about each other. Grace and Styler lost their lives in cold blood. Ortiz received a message from his downfall. Oh boy, what the heck is happening?

A/N: Character Death! AH! Well, I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter and I hope that you come back for more! Stick around, things are getting good. Just wait until more is revealed! It's a doozy! Review if you'd like and stay tuned for more!

'Til Next Time!-TM341