Claire's Suite
2200 Hrs
Claire punched in her code after swiping the access card and stepped through the doorway. Shutting the door she engaged the manual locks and set her keys in the small bowl by the door and walked through the apartment. A soft glow emanated from the kitchen, listening for a moment she heard soft music coming from the balcony, and padded outside. The night air was hot and humid with a slight breeze, glancing around small LED candles were lit and placed on square patio table, and the strings of solar lights were lit, giving the area a very soft glow. Pausing for a moment to take in the view of her lover, sprawled in a lounge chair and sipping on her favorite drink (Irish Whiskey and soda) Zara was relaxed, gorgeous, breathtakingly beautiful in the soft light.
Zara (turning, sipping her drink): Hi (sitting up.) How are Zach and Gray? Did they have a good time? (Claire smiled) did you have a good time?
Claire (beaming): Yes to all the above and we had a great time, Zach and I talked (pausing) he called me out on you, us (taking a breath) he's (trying to find the words) he's accepting, more so than either of his parents and (smiling) he thinks you're pretty cool.
Zara (listening): He's very bright, very observant, (shifting) he's related to you after all. (Biting her lip) I take it Karen also knows (not knowing all the particulars of Claire's distance and strained relationship with her sister) we as in you and I will deal with it (promising.)
Claire (looking out into the jungle for a moment): I was supposed to call her tonight (shaking her head.)
Zara (softly): Claire if you…
Claire (looking at Zara): No (firmly) I want tonight for us, I want to be with you, enjoy some quiet time (gazing at Zara and the view surrounding them) it's a beautiful night after all.
Zara (licking her lips): Yes it is (standing up, watching Claire swallow hard, the blue eyes following her, Claire's gaze burning her skin.) Do you want a drink, wine, whiskey (turning her head?)
Claire (admiring Zara's figure, her robe open, Zara's breasts spilling out, Zara's nipples already hard in the light breeze, her tongue felt thick, her sex clenched, her desire roaring back, she couldn't form words and all she could do is nod): Whiskey please…
Zara (fixing Claire's drink; she loved the way Claire looked now, soft wavy locks instead of the tight bob, black pants that accentuated her ass and thighs and that polo shirt that showed off strong shoulders and hugged her breasts just right): Here (brushing her Claire's fingers as she handed her the glass, feeling the familiar spark and pull) you okay (slight worry. Knowing part of the reason Claire was wound up was her own doing) I love the way you're looking at me (smirking she watched Claire take a drink) like you want to devour me. Is that what's got you all tongue tied? (Seductively) are you a little wound up (mischievously?) A little hot and bothered or is it something else (Zara knew dam well what it was.)
Claire (smiled then pressed her lips to Zara's; Zara had a way of robbing Claire of thought speech and action and she wasn't complaining, no not one bit): You (nibbling Zara's bottom lip) you just…
Zara (teasing Claire's lips with soft nips): Me, what me, you have to speak Claire (another soft kiss. Moaning as Claire's hand slid up the front of her body and cupped her breast, arching into Claire's hands) ooh (reaching for the hem of Claire's shirt) well then I think someone is over dressed.
Claire (holding Zara's hands): Zara we still have the issue of your behavior to (a coy smirk; watching as Zara stepped back, the robe open, her breasts barely covered and she swallowed hard, grabbing Zara's robe before it fell to the floor; Zara was pushing every button she had) you realize that we're outside, your (glancing at Zara) half naked (licking her lips, holding the robe up.)
Zara (biting her lip, covering Claire's hands with her own): No one can see us, (motioning) fourteen floors up, (motioning) no one on either side of us (reaching for Claire's shirt again) you're overdressed, love.
Claire (taking a breath looking into green eyes, she had to either let go of the robe or hold Zara's hands; it wouldn't be good to have the Operations Manager of Jurassic World caught with her pants down literally): Zara (softly...)
Zara (reassuring): Your top that's all, you'll be much cooler and more comfortable (pressing her lips to Claire's) and I'll keep the robe on (grabbing the hem of Claire's shirt and slowly pulling it up and off) for now (mischievously, wide blue eyes.) And what about my behavior (taunting?)
Claire (licking her lips; she did feel cooler): You're incorrigible, insubordinate, insufferable and you're a tease (her tone light) and the rest of my clothes stay on (a wicked grin) oh no you don't, no, no, I think we need to talk about your lack of discipline as well (peering into green eyes which were full of love, mischief, adoration, enjoying the little push and pull between them.)
Zara (wickedly): I can work around that (pushing Claire back into a chair) my behavior you say (licking her lips leaning down pressing her lips to Claire's ear) my behavior is fine, my job is to assist you in anyway (nipping Claire's earlobe) you need (settling herself in Claire's lap sideways, trailing her fingers lightly over Claire's skin) and I do, I get your coffee, your change of clothes, schedule your itinerary (biting her lip) basically anything you ask of me (savoring the heat between them.)
Claire (wrapping one arm around Zara's back): That's not what I'm talking about, I'm talking about the way you tease me, you taunt me (sliding her free hand up to cup Zara's breast, a shaky moan) your distraction when I'm trying to work (a teasing pout) and there's then your continuous seductive behavior that leads to more distractions (she loved it though, absolutely loved what Zara did to her every single day.) You see I have a very expensive park to run and I can't have you disrupting me and causing all sorts of (swallowing) distractions.
Zara (tilting her head back): I see, so what your saying is (biting her lip) you don't like when I'm leaning over the desk to grab your reports (chuckling) that you can never seem to find, (tracing random patterns across Claire's chest) which somehow leads to you pressing against me from behind, rubbing yourself against me (smirking) and there you are, holding my hips, grinding against me, your breath raspy (Claire took a shaky breath) that distraction (trailing her fingers along the top of Claire's bra, a sharp intake of breath.) I'm trying to do my job and you (licking her lips) can't control yourself.
Claire (groaning, she walked right into a trap willingly; well two could play this game): That's not the only time (tugging on Zara's nipple, grinning as Zara whimpered, need boiling to the surface.)
Zara (licking her lips; biting back a moan of want): Oh please tell me what other awful things I do, that cause you these distractions as you say (pushing into Claire's hands?)
Claire (seductively): How about the fact that whenever we have to go over reports or spreadsheets, you plaster yourself to my side, your breasts (rubbing Zara's nipple with the pad of her thumb, a stifled moan) pressing into my arm (she enjoyed that too) or parking yourself on my desk, my desk mind you, (running her hand along Zara's toned thigh) wearing a skirt and it slides up, revealing more and more skin, that's inappropriate (a flush of heat and want) and which causes me to lose focus.
Zara (laughing): What your really saying Ms Dearing is that you're the one with a self control issue?(Teasing light kisses) here I thought I was being friendly (Claire chuckled), seeing as you have this huge responsible demanding job, I thought you know maybe a little cuddle every now and then (Claire's eyebrow arched) and (unable to keep a straight face) well I guess that's something you need to work on (laughing.)
Claire (smirking): There's that arrogance again Ms Young (Zara's lips on hers) what am I going to do with you (breathing mingling, the heat between them harder and harder to ignore?)
Zara (playfully; tugging on Claire's bra straps): I don't know if I'm the one that should be done anything with, I think you're the one with the issue (blue eyes regarded her with affection, a light kiss) so what to do, what to do (reaching for Claire's bra straps, Claire's hands stilling hers again) I'm just pulling them down not ripping your bra off (and she wanted to rip Claire's bra off) it's just you and me (sliding the straps down and off the creamy shoulders, licking her lips as Claire's eyes watched intently) see I can behave (biting her lip. Claire lightly laughed) I can, I don't have the control issues you have (mischievously) I'm not the one that (Claire kissed her, she lost her train of thought.)
Claire (tasting Zara's lips again): I don't have control issues (teasing smirk) you on the other hand (another kiss) have behavioral issues (laughing at Zara's innocent look that didn't fool her for a moment) and I wouldn't want you any other way (kissing her lover.)
Zara (a light kiss): Good now as for your control issues (cupping Claire's breasts through the black silk) let me see (wickedly, trailing her hands down Claire's chest to her abdomen) how about this (reaching for the button on her trousers.)
Claire (Zara's touch felt like fire on her skin): Zara (lips captured hers; returning the kiss, she felt Zara drop the robe off her shoulders and she leaned back, her eyes landing on Zara's breasts, her hardened nipples, soft exposed skin, her mouth dry) You're beautiful like that (wetness, heat) absolutely stunning.
Zara (trailing her fingers across Claire's collarbone, enjoying Claire's shudder): Being as close (reveling in Claire's reaction, her body tense barely restrained. Another little push to break that restraint) as possible (sliding her hand down to rest between Claire's unfortunately still covered sex.)
Claire (moving her other hand to press against Zara's naked back): I love the feel of you, your warmth, the feel of you bare skin under my hands, the feel of you pressing against me (reaching up to brush back a lock of dark hair.) But my clothes stay on (soft lips pressed against hers, a teasing nibble.)
Zara (Claire was relaxing under her touch, sliding her free hand up, peering into blue eyes): You're sure you won't join me (cupping Claire's breast in one hand, rubbing her core with the other, teasing Claire's nipple through the black silk with her thumb, Claire's legs tense, enjoying the feel of heat against her hand) I can feel you, I can feel how hot you are, burning me (pressing her lips to Claire's neck, blazing a path down the pale neck with her lips) wanting me.
Claire (pushing into Zara's hands): Love (their lips pressed together, Zara's hands moving down her bra encased breasts to the top of her pants again, Claire reached for Zara's hands, they needed to move this inside, she was close to her breaking point) Zara (softly) inside, let's take this inside.
Zara (nibbling on Claire's lower lip; respecting Claire's choice): We'll go inside love (standing up and grabbing the whiskey and club soda) we'll need this for later (downing the rest of her drink in one go and taking the glass.) Are you coming?
Claire (also drowning the rest of her drink quickly): I will be (walking in from the balcony, turning and locking the french doors and sliding the heavy duty curtain into place. Padding down the small hallway into their bedroom, glancing around, noticing that four LED candles were lit and the bedside lamp was on, giving the room a soft glow; setting her glass down) now (she was aching and desperately wanted Zara.)
Zara (moving in front of Claire): Now where were we, (mischievously) may I (reaching for Claire's bra, tugging on the silk straps, waiting until Claire gave her permission.)
Claire (smiling at the sweet gesture): You know you can (cupping Zara's face, her thumb trailing along her cheek bone down to her jaw down her neck and back up, feeling Zara's pulse, green eyes watched her and she smiled leaning forward) you are amazing (their lips touched and Claire cupped the back of Zara's head wanting her to feel and know how much Claire loved her. As their lips and tongues met Claire pushed forward tracing the inside of Zara's mouth, moaning as she felt cool air against her breast, Zara's thumbs teasing her nipples. Claire pushed into Zara's hands as knelt in front of her, undoing her trousers quickly pushing them and her panties down and off. Zara's hands touched her thighs, moving to cup her ass as she placed light kisses on her belly, green eyes peering up at her, a seductive grin and then dear Gods throwing her head back as Zara's tongue slowly licked her hardened bundle of nerves, her legs unsteady, mischievous green eyes peered up at her.) Baby (she was going to fall…)
Zara (slowly standing, trailing her tongue up Claire's stomach to her breasts, wrapping an arm around Claire's lower back as she took Claire's nipple in her mouth, teasing): I've got you why don't you (guiding Claire back to the queen sized bed) get up there (pushing Claire down) make yourself comfortable and I'll (sliding off her shorts) take care of you.
Claire (sliding up to the pillows; reaching for Zara as she climbed on the bed, wanting to feel Zara's body and pull her closer): Come here (Zara was driving her crazy, the prolonged teasing ratcheting her desire, wondering what the little devil was up to as Zara smile was equal parts mischief and seduction.)
Zara (playfully shaking her finger at Claire): No, no you're going to be a good girl (biting her lip) and I'm going to (tapping her chin in thought) I have all sorts of ideas for you. (Kneeling on the bed) for example that control issue you're having (licking her lips, Claire's blue eyes widened) we'll start with that (lowering her head to Claire's glistening core, teasing nips and licks along Claire's inner thighs. Her lips moving closer and closer to where Claire needed her the most, pausing blowing on Claire's clit, watching as Claire shuddered moaning her name, pleading, Claire's hands reached for again and she moved back up.)
Claire (whimpering, she was aching burning with need and swallowing hard): Zara (watching Zara crawl up her body, barely touching, not touching enough, a dangerous animal straddling her on all fours) Zara (reaching out only to have Zara grab her hands and pin them near her head, arching her hips up, trying to gain some friction) Zara (a teasing kiss, relaxing.)
Zara (easing her grip on Claire's wrists): You keep your hands there for me (Claire whimpered as Zara kissed along her jaw, her throat, avoiding lingering in one spot.)
Claire (another spurt of wetness, heat burning her body, she was on the edge already, Zara kept pushing her closer without even touching her): I (lips on hers, a sharp nip before those lips were moving along her jaw, another nip, down her neck, a fiery trail burning in its wake, she rocked her hips up, it wasn't enough, Zara was avoiding pressing their bodies together for any length of time. She needed Zara to touch her) you're killing me (desperately.)
Zara (scooting down): La petite morte (chuckling, she moved her mouth to Claire's chest, brushing her lips across smooth skin then took Claire's nipples in her hand and pinching them, tugging in the hardened peaks, enjoying Claire's raspy moans, licking lightly, then pulling back, green on blue, skin barely brushing skin) that feels good, you feel good (sliding her toned thigh between Claire's biting her lip as heat and slick met her skin.)
Claire (losing the battle; reaching out again; this time Zara's firm thigh pressed against her core, she ground against the tense muscle needing, wanting more; Zara pinned her hands again, pulling her leg back and held still; their faces pressed close together, breath mingling, kisses placed against the corner of her mouth): Please (gritting her teeth, she was going out of her mind with want and lust, her skin on fire, Zara's body just out of reach) fuck…
Zara (licking her lips): I've got you (leaning down nipping and kissing along Claire's body, her long hair trailing down Claire's body as she went, reaching Claire's sex she pushed her hair behind her ear and looked up at blue eyes) don't close your eyes I want you to see what I'm doing to you (pulling Claire's leg over her shoulder, a long lick up Claire's pussy, enjoying the heated moan and Claire's hips pushing up.)
Claire threw her head back whining, whimpering with need as Zara's tongue lapped at her, teased her, the touches fleeting and not nearly enough. Reaching down she placed her hand on top of Zara's head, anchoring herself. Hissing as Zara enveloped her clit between her lips then began flicking at it with her tongue, applying delicious pressure she so desperately needed. Then Zara's warm tongue entered her, lapping at her, the dark raven head buried between her thighs, strong hands holding her hips as she jutted up towards Zara's mouth.)
Zara loved the taste of Claire the sounds she made, Claire looking even more beautiful in the throes of pleasure, her face lost in passion, needy keening cries spilling from her mouth as Zara continued to lap and suck at her like she was starving.
Claire's wanton lewd cries echoed in the room, trembling as pleasure and fire coursed through her body. Zara demanded everything from Claire, only Zara knew her body like this, only Zara knew how to rip her apart and put her back together. The lapping and sucking continued as she moaned obscenities, begging Zara for her release. Claire tensed on the brink of release, panting, pleading as Zara's mouth pleasured her, she felt the orgasm start up her spine, her belly and she screamed, calling Zara's name over and over. Zara continued, never relenting, wanting Claire to feel everything, and give her all the pleasure she could. Claire was trembling, moaning as her juices covered Zara's mouth, her chin, Claire's cries fueling her own desires. Claire felt as though she was falling, her release, felt in her soul, intense, Zara loving her through it, holding onto the dark tresses.
Zara felt Claire's body relax and gave her a deep thorough kiss, letting her leg drop from her shoulder, Claire's body went limp and she moved up the bed to lay beside Claire and wrap her arms around her, kissing her tenderly, pulling Claire's trembling body closer.
Claire (panting; unable to get her bearings): Zara, (feeling so many emotions from the beautiful intensity between them.)
Zara (brushing back Claire's sweaty hair from her face): I've got you love (pressing a kiss to Claire's sweaty forehead.)
Claire tucked her hand under Zara's chin and pulled her up closer, pressing her lips to Zara's she tasted herself on Zara's lips and pushed her tongue inside, tracing familiar territory she reached down and tugged on Zara's leg, pulling her lover closer, cradling Zara's hips between her legs they lay tangled together skin to skin, breast to breast, Zara's weight resting on her.
Claire (enjoying the lazy teasing kisses the feel of Zara's body atop hers, her heat): I love you (staring into green eyes who shone with emotion and passion) mo gach rud (Zara smiled and cupped Claire's face with one hand.)
Zara (staring into Claire's eyes) Mo ghrá, mo gach rud (kissing Claire's wrist.) Though we still have to work on your lack of control love (laughing as she kissed Claire tenderly.)
Claire (tightening her hold): Give me a minute and I'll show you control issues. (Wrapping her leg around the back of Zara's, grinding against her.)
Zara (pushing down): Ooh what are you going to do to me (enjoying the heat and friction.)
Claire (pressing her lips against Zara's ear): I'll start with this (cupping Zara's breast) and work my way down and then…
Words were lost as Zara crashed her mouth into Claire's and Claire rolled them over. Blue and green met and Claire chuckled wickedly. She had a few lessons to teach Zara as well.
Indominus Rex Area
0200
A lone figure parked off to the side of the paddock. Checking his watch, he knew he only had a five minute window. First to get past the cameras, then the initial security pad and secondary security pad then inside where he would place the box and activate the code. Once that was done he could get out of here and go back to his apartment, await the test and research could begin and he would get his money, enough money to get out of this cursed jungle, off this island and start over.
He looked around, feeling nervous at the eerie stillness, the silence more nerve wracking then what he felt during the day when he heard the animals roar around him. Placing the device on the terminal near the main door to the viewing area, he waited for it to connect, breathing to calm his nerves, he heard the beep and ascended the stairs. At the top of the stairs, under the moonlight, he paused, swallowed hard and there she was. White, still as a statue, the moonlight shining upon her, giving her an eerie glow, pale stillness in the jungle vegetation. He felt a trickle of fear run up his spine, forcing himself to move he walked over to the terminal in front of the window, cold eyes watching him, he was sweating, and had to remind himself to breath, do what he was payed to and get out of there.
He had to make two attempts to plug in the device as his hands shook, he kept his focus on the terminal and the black box, the signal and green light seemed to take forever to set up, he contributed it to nerves. Finally the device signaled it had worked, as he turned to leave he noticed that she had come closer to the glass, backing up towards the stairs he kept his eyes on her, his back hit the hand rail and he turned and fled down the stairs, glad to be out of there. He had done his job now to get paid and leave and he wouldn't turn back. Little did he know he would never make it off the island alive.
0600
Claire's Suite
Madison Wisconsin to Isla Nublar
Isla Nublar to Madison Wisconsin
Cell phone rings, a pale arm reaches out to grab it, grumbled cursing from the opposite side of the bed
Claire (raspy): Claire Dearing (wanting to go back to sleep and continue cuddling the warm body beside her.)
Karen: Claire you were supposed to call me last night.
Claire (sitting up abruptly, pressing her free hand to her forehead, her hair in complete disarray; the sheet and blankets falling from her body revealing naked skin): Karen something came up (muffled giggling; reaching underneath the blankets she pinched bare skin earning a yelp.)
Karen: Wait, did I wake you?
Zara (mumbling): It's just the crack of dawn here (another playful pinch, rolling over she smirked, leaning forward she curled into Claire's side, closing her eyes for a moment.)
Claire (barely stifling the yelp): Um sorry cramp (ignoring the giggling from beside her and rubbing Zara's skin a gentle tap on Zara's hip, a nip against her thigh and she barely stifled the yelp.)
Karen: What's that noise?
Claire (rubbing her face; swinging her legs out from under the covers, tenderness between her legs, it had been an incredible night and the things they had shared, a disgruntled moan from Zara): It's okay I have to get up and get ready anyway I'm (grabbing her robe, looking at the bed wistfully.)
Karen: You're meeting the boys this morning for breakfast. However, I'd like some clarification on who you're dating, who supposedly works for you and spent the day in the park with the boys yesterday instead of you being there because of work. How could you let a complete stranger go off with Zach and Gray like that?
Claire (heading into the kitchen;): One I can't believe you would think such a thing, two she's a very good friend of mine and I trust her, I trust her with my life (coffee she needed coffee.)
Karen: Claire, I want you to be happy and I shouldn't have said that I know you would never endanger Zach or Gray but…
Claire (rolling her eyes): But there's always a but Karen, but nothing. I trust her, they had fun together. She was able to spend time with them, get to know them, and they enjoyed themselves. ((Her voice firm if a little raspy) which is good because you know what I'm happy, I've found someone and she's my everything (blurting it all out.) And you're narrow minded attitude can go to…
Karen: Stop, Claire, please I'm, I'm trying, Zach has friends whose parents are in same sex relationships and I've been, it's I know it's my fault and I'm sorry.
Claire (holding the phone out and looking at it): Zach told me, that's good because no child should be taught hate, and it's a start, but there's a lot of water under that bridge between you and I (a moment.)
Karen: Tell me about her then, all I got from Zach is she's pretty, she's smart and she works for you.
Claire (wide eyed; setting up the coffee maker): Karen she's, (pausing) everything I didn't know I was looking for, my best friend, my partner and an absolutely incredible woman.
Karen: Well listen to you, what's the word, oh yes my sister's smitten, I've never heard you talk about anyone like that before. And she works for you that must be wow that is...
Claire (rolling her eyes; pulling the mugs out of the dishwasher): Karen fine yes I'm dating my assistant, her name is Zara Young and yes she's here with me because she lives here. Yes I'm in love, yes you woke me and yes she loves me (silently cursing the coffee maker for taking so long.)
Karen: Zach said she's Irish and she's started working for you right out of university.
Claire (setting the coffee mugs out): Yes she's Irish, she went to school in London where she worked for a bit then came to Jurassic World and started working for me.
Karen: She's younger than you, by how much?
Claire (finally the coffee was ready): Karen (pouring the coffee in both mugs) what does it matter?
Karen: Claire wait….
Claire (warning): Karen I'm happy, for once in my life I'm happy (sipping the hot beverage.)
Karen: Tell me, how did it start, what happened? She works for isn't that….
Claire (rubbing her face): Karen, you're incredible, you're all happy then you're accuse her of using me and now you want details.
Karen: I, this isn't what I wanted to happen, you being upset…
Claire (grumbling): It's happened and I am upset (trying not to yell.) I'm upset that you think what you think and you feel what you feel. (Taking a breath) I'm upset that you thought that I would ever do anything to hurt Zach and Gray, (clenching her fists) then you have the audacity to accuse the woman I love of using me so she can get ahead. (Loudly) with her degrees and knowledge she should be the Operations Manger and not me.
Karen: Claire, please calm down I…
Zara (padding around the corner, her robe open, naked beauty on display, having had heard enough): Here give me that for a moment (grabbing Claire's phone, her tone clipped) Karen good morning, no it's been a very long and trying week and your sister hasn't had her coffee yet. (Listening) it's what I do because I care about her. We both have a long day ahead of us and we just woke up. Yes (listening) yes I work for her (listening sipping her coffee) I initiated it because your sister wouldn't. She's an amazing person and I love her. (Listening) well I believe you need to look at it from her perspective. I'll tell her that, well right now we both have to get ready for the day. Thank you, I'll remind her (ending the call.) Well not the way I wanted to start my morning (turning and looking at Claire, who looked like a deer caught in the headlights.) Claire, love, did I (she found herself pushed back into the counter and being kissed like no tomorrow. This was a much better way to wake up, too bad they couldn't go back to bed, smiling.)
Claire (breathless, staring into green eyes): You Zara Alexandra Morrigan Young (wrapping her arms around the sexy brunette) are absolutely bloody amazing. (Zara regarded her with affection) I, Karen has always been…
Zara (pulling Claire closer into her): Unaccepting, intolerant, of your lifestyle and your choices. (Biting her lip) it's a phase, what will people say, I'm sure there's a nice guy out there or some other bloody bullshit. I've heard it all before Claire and it's bollocks. (Watching blue eyes) people need to wake up get over their shit and mind their fucking bloody business or they can sod off. (Kissing Claire's cheek) besides I don't want you getting all agitated and upset this early in the morning because of someone's narrow mindedness, even if she is your sister.
Claire (grateful, appreciative, proud): You're just…
Zara (cocky): Everything you're thinking (pressing her lips to Claire's, pressing her body tight against her) beautiful (moving her lips down Claire's jaw) sexy (a sharp nip to her pulse point) intelligent (kissing along Claire's neck; her hand sliding down Claire's resting against her belly) incredible (moving so Claire was pushed back into the counter.)
Claire (groaning as Zara's lips continued down her body; feeling the familiar ache and pull, Zara nipped at a tender spot): You're insatiable…
Zara (winking): You're irresistible (Claire's hand cupped her face, hesitant) what….
Claire (shyly): Um baby I want to but I um…
Zara (smirking): A little tender, (a slow nod) a delicious pleasant ache (licking her lips, she could attest to that) I was going to kiss it (biting her lip) and make it better.
Claire (swallowing hard, recalling the fiery passion from last night, the things they did, like they couldn't get enough of each other): I um…
Zara (understanding): Last night was I don't have words (feeling her sex clench, smirking) you were on fire. We needed that, that closeness (peering into blue eyes) that whole pressure valve thing (softly) the connection between us.
Claire (agreeing): We, I, you then…
Zara (hugging Claire to her): Yes, you and I (they couldn't get enough of each other) it's what happens to two people who are in a very loving consensual sexual relationship and they love each other. (Grinning) you were incredible (resting her face against Claire's.) You make me feel loved, safe, and you're amazing, love.
Claire (laughing): I've never felt anything like what I feel when I'm with you (kissing Zara's cheek.)
Zara (pressing her face against Claire's): I love you (checking the time) we need to get going though, unfortunately.
Claire (pressing a soft kiss to her lips): You could join me in the shower (taking a sip of her coffee.)
Zara (shaking her head): You're meeting the boys at 830 I think…
Claire (blushing): Right (taking her mug and heading to the bathroom) oh and Zara (turning around) I don't have control issues (smugly, heading to the bathroom.)
Zara (laughing): You keep telling yourself that love and maybe one day you'll believe it (sipping her coffee) but I won't (loudly.) And I don't mind them in one bit (shaking her head) no not one bloody bit.
Command Center
IT Office
0615
Alex (typing a search query): Weird, no one should have been up there that late (checking the reported time) or that early for that matter. (Glancing up as Lowery entered) morning.
Lowery (setting the paper on her desk): I double checked, 2AM, we get the lights from the vehicle, a person wearing a hoodie and then the camera went down. (Thinking) we're trying, (pausing) well Vivian is back tracking through the cameras in the area, see if anything might have been picked up elsewhere.
Alex (pinching the bridge of her nose): We didn't get a plate (Lowery shook his head) a ping off the badge (another shake of his head) nothing (a nod.) So we have nothing (angrily) how can that happen?
The badge should have been automatically picked up, the cameras have a backup power supply and (her phone rang) dammit (reading the caller ID) well hold on (answering) good (listening) right, yes I'm reviewing it now, that's the other weird thing about this. No Lowery is here, he's going over it from every angle. Right, see you soon. (Ending the call) keep going over everything from (thinking) 1AM to 3AM, anything in that area. (Typing in another set of commands) Zara is coming in this morning, Claire will be out in the park with her family. Let's hope by the time she gets here we have some information for her.
Lowery (nervously): Right, Ms Young, right okay (leaving.)
Alex (shaking her head): Two different sets of problems, some similarities and when I get my hands on whoever it is, I'm going to strangle them myself. (She pondered over the problem for a bit, how could anyone, go anywhere on this island without being tracked in one way or another. There was something seriously wrong here and that worried her even more.)
Raptor Paddock
0640
Owen (leaning against the fence): That's what he said, he mumbled something about In Gen. I mean I know that his employer but something's off (glancing around) well more than it usually is.
Barry (taking a moment): Owen (motioning) I don't know what it means, you know how Hoskins is. (Owen nodded) the only reason I can think of for Hoskins to be talking to Dr Wu is probably research.
Owen (sternly): He better leave the Raptors out of his little research games.
Barry (calmly): We don't have any definitive proof that's he's doing anything. All we can do is keep our eyes and ears open.
Owen (feeling uneasy): You're right, I just I don't trust him, I never did. He doesn't give a dam rat's ass about the dinosaurs and that makes him dangerous.
Barry (understanding): Maybe, you should talk to Ms Dearing (trying not to laugh as Owen shook his head vigorously and held his hands out.)
Owen (shaking his head): Oh no, no, no definitely not. You can talk to her, not me (wide eyed) I like my head on my shoulders thank you very much. (Thinking) that was over a year and half ago, I mean shouldn't she be (that was not it he realized a little slowly.)
Barry (shaking his head): I told you to dress up a little, and you don't help matters by muttering under your breath Ice Queen when…
Owen (wide eyed): I said it once, right before a meeting.
Barry (chuckling): She remembers that one time and need I remind you of the time that your hands (trying not laugh) were all over her ass…
Owen (slamming his eyes shut): It was pouring rain, that storm came in, she was out in heels and I saw her slip, I didn't want her to land in the mud. I mean who wears heels in the rain…
Barry (pointing out): You left a muddy hand print on her ass, your lucky she didn't kill you and bury you in the mud then and there.
Owen (smiling): I mean she has a nice ass (Barry goggled at him) I mean it was I was trying to be a gentleman (try being the operative word, it wasn't his fault that his hand slipped.)
Barry (shaking his head): You're lucky Ms Young was with her or she would have murdered you then and there. Your also lucky Ms Young didn't murder you either, the look she gave you though even I wanted to run.
Owen (throwing his hands up): I was trying to help, what (wondering) should I have let her fall in the mud?
Barry (patting him on the shoulder): No definitely not my friend but know this you are on her shit list (pausing) permanently.
Owen (groaning): Maybe I'll talk to Zara, she seems to listen…
Barry (Owen was a good guy, a good friend): Then talk to Zara, she might not take your head off right away (laughing) but I'd be careful around her too.
Owen (nodding): Yeah I don't want both of them pissed off at me at the same time. (He thought the dinosaurs were dangerous but there was nothing like dealing with Claire Dearing when she was pissed and Zara either) yeah I'll talk to Zara give her a heads up (hoping that his head remained attached to his shoulders.)
Barry (motioning): Come one we've got to finish this up, I heard we might have an inspection this morning. Things will be fine, (teasing) just stay as far away as you can from Claire Dearing.
Owen nodded and followed his friend towards the catwalk, but Barry's words did nothing to calm the uneasy feeling, something wasn't right and he couldn't put his finger on it.
Indominus Rex Area
Dr Soren (reading the information on the screen): Well this is interesting (noticing the Indominus Rex's body temperature had dropped a few degrees for a short period overnight, it was reading regularly now, still that was excellent from a research standpoint.)
Dr Wu (checking the information): Unexpected yes, amazing even, I'd like to keep an eye on that for a few days. (Turning and facing the Indominus) she's truly remarkable in ways we didn't even predict.
Dr Soren (glancing at the security officer): The orders are the same, from yesterday. Also if the Inspectors come by here, please contact me.
Security Officer (entering information into the log): Sure thing doctors (he couldn't understand their excitement over the, what was it, it was no dinosaur he had ever heard of, Indominus Rex. Something about her made him more nervous than being around any of the other dinosaurs on the island.
Claire's Suite
0715
Claire (reading from her tablet): We caught nothing, nothing on camera, nothing on the chip, nothing on the RF ID (frustrated.) How is that even possible?
Zara (rubbing Claire's shoulders): I don't know and I can't explain it and neither can Alex. Lowery is reviewing everything and Vivian is going through the cameras in the area. We're trying everything we can to (shaking her head) figure out what is exactly is going on.
Claire (blowing out a breath): When I get my hands on this person I'm going to nail them to the wall. I don't care who it is. Our systems were designed to capture and record everything, how they're avoiding the systems, let alone knocking them out is beyond me. (Thinking) maybe I should…
Zara (heading Claire off): Claire no, (firmly) no, you're going to go out enjoy the morning with Zach and Gray, they're looking forward to it. (Looking into blue eyes) this is what you pay me to do, assist you and so then let me handle what I can. (Rubbing Claire's arm) there's nothing more we can do…
Claire (agitated): It doesn't make sense, how are they getting past all the security protocols, why are the cameras going offline not to mention there's no record of whoever it is and nothing's being recorded. (Shaking her head) you're right but this is my responsibility and…
Zara (cupping her chin): And nothing, this is what I'm good at, (Claire pouted) later we can go over everything, review what we have and hopefully by then we'll have something. (Pressing a soft kiss to Claire's lips.)
Claire (unhappy): I should be here or at the Command Center (Zara arched her eyebrow) and you're going out to the maintenance shed to install that repeater and check on the wiring. These are the things I should be doing (frustrated.
Zara (wrapping her arms around Claire): Didn't you tell me when I first started the importance of delegating, (rubbing Claire's back between her shoulders) well you're delegating…
Claire (resting her head on Zara's shoulder): I put a lot of pressure and demands on you as it is.
Zara (breathing in Claire's perfume): It's my job remember, you can't be everywhere, doing everything all at once. (Thinking) I know part of the issue is me going out to the maintenance shed alone, isn't it.
Claire (having been caught): Part of it yeah but (choosing her words) I still don't like the idea of you going out there without security or ACU.
Zara (trying to calm Claire): We're stretched too thin as it is, the projections for today are through the roof, the temperature is going to hit triple digits and you have the inspectors arriving…
Claire (grumbling): Dammit I still don't like it Zara. If it was anyone else I would ground their ass until we can get security to escort. (Gazing into green eyes) it needs to be done, yes, (shaking her head) I'm still going to have to explain why I let you, go alone.
Zara (softly): No you won't (Claire's wide eyed look) it's an exigent circumstance, park safety and all that. And this may have something do with the other problem (softly. Considering) Claire, I know you're worried (Claire glanced at her nibbling on her lower lip, fidgeting) I'm up at the north end, hardly anything around and I'll be fine.
Claire (having been caught; she knew the rules): When it comes to you…
Zara (resting her hands on Claire's hips): I understand, we really have no choice in the matter though (pulling Claire forward until their bodies were flush together) it'll be fine, I'll have a Linstradt Rifle, a first aid kit, a portable and whatever else you (smirking) you determine.
Claire (pouting): Maybe I should see if I can get you some body armor too (Zara laughed.) I'm serious (more laughter) maybe an armored vehicle too. We have a few on the island, for ACU, I could request it and then (considering how would she even begin to explain that.)
Zara (pressing her head against Claire's shoulder): How about a tank? Would that put your mind at ease (chuckling?)
Claire (shaking her head): I realize I'm being (trying to think of a word…)
Zara (pressing a kiss to the corner of Claire's mouth): Protective, concerned (another kiss.)
Claire (cupping Zara's face and kissing her): Controlling, domineering (Zara laughed, another kiss) promise me you'll be careful that's all.
Zara (another kiss): No you're not and it'll be fine (nibbling on Claire's lower lip) I'll call you when I get out there. (Recalling the itinerary) we're set for the inspection, I'll pull the folders this morning when I go in. (Placing a kiss on Claire's cheek) and I know that we'll have no issues with that.
Claire (tugging Zara back to her; she wished she could just stop time for a few more moments): No issue there (they had the one of the highest safety records in the world.)
Zara (recalling a conversation from yesterday): What about the escaped herbivores? That's going to be brought into question.
Claire (already having checked into that): They have to prove negligence (Zara's questioning look) they'll ask if the any equipment was faulty, if all the safety checks were performed, any necessary maintenance ignored or rescheduled (pointedly) if I ignored an existing problem for example and failed to act that would be negligence.
Zara (understanding): If you knew something was broken and didn't send in repair request then that would be on you, that would be your responsibly (Zara had already known that information, she wanted to make sure she understood Claire's position.) And you don't, I know you don't, and I'm not just saying that as your lover either, your very thorough when it comes to anything to do with the park, its operation and safety. (Putting two and two together) that's why you being out in the park while I'm working has got you a little more than agitated.
Claire (Zara knew her so well): Again with negligence…
Zara (trying to calm her lover): It's not negligence when you're aware of the problem and are doing everything you can to fix or solve it. You can't be in 10 places at once, you're doing everything you can to ensure this doesn't get out of control.
Claire (knowing Zara was right): You're right (there really wasn't much more she could do then what they were already doing.)
Zara (understanding): We have everything covered, there should be no issues with the inspections right.
Claire (nodding): That's why I'll always say we have to be beyond reproach, above board, make sure that all the I's and T's are taken care of and not slack off (Zara smiled) come here (pressing her hand to the back of Zara's neck, their lips colliding, tongues caressing, messy, lewd, needy, clutching Zara's hip, pulling her closer, staring into hooded green eyes) be careful (shaky breath, smiling.)
Zara (licking her lips): I love you (kissing Claire again) and I'll be careful. You just go have fun, get the inspection done and then well depending on the boys we'll figure out the afternoon (another kiss.)
Claire (considering): Maybe we might have a few hours to ourselves this afternoon (Zara's eyes lit up) if we do, then we can come back here and oh I don't know (teasing.)
Zara (thinking of all sorts of scenarios): I'd like that even if we just come back here and relax, rest (smirking, she knew that they wouldn't be doing any resting, but she had to tease Claire.)
Claire (pressing her lips to Zara's): I doubt anything I have in mind would be considered restful (seductively.)
Zara (smirking): I'll hold you to that, then (looking at the time) you better get going, you don't want to be late.
Claire (not wanting to leave, something seemed off, she couldn't put her finger on it): Be careful and call me or text me.
Zara (squeezing Claire's hand): I will and go have fun, I mean it.
Claire gathered her things and looked back at Zara then turned and headed out the door.
Zara grabbed her coffee mug and headed for the shower, little did they both know it would be the last time either of them would be in the apartment suite.