Chapter 5

Eric didn't stop for even a second as he ran through the jungle with Alan and Julia. Not until he reached his home: a half submerged tanker truck. He opened the hatch to reveal living quarters equal to the size of a van. He beckoned the two inside and they did so, desperate for shelter as they were still disoriented from the gas grenades.
"Thank you, Eric." Dr. Grant said in a raspy voice once all three of them were safely inside the tanker truck.
Eric's dirty face read with suprise as he turned on a battery powered lantern and stared at the paleontologist. He sat down still suprised to be recognized. He hadn't even been expecting be found at this point! "You know who I am...?"
Alan nodded. "Your parents are here. They are looking for you."
"On the island...together..."
"Together."
Eric's shoulders slumped. Whatever hope he had gained from seeing another human was blown away by this information. "They'll never make it..."
"With the way they're going about it, of course not." Julia said in her usual cold voice and with brutal honesty. She barely even seemed to notice that she was brutal about it.
Eric turned to her and his eyes narrowed. Alan couldn't begin to imagine what was going through their minds.
"This is Julia. She says she has been on the island for some time and has seen you before, but never spoken with you." Alan said, hesitantly trying to give the two something to focus on other then what could erupt into a violent fight.
The effect wasn't what he had desired. The tension only grew and the two seemed to be silently challenging eachother.
Suddenly it all made sense to Alan. What he had told Ellie's son, Charlie, about carnivors loving to fight came back to him. 'They are fighting over food? Terrirory? Pride?"' He asked himself. He couldn't begin to imagine which instinct instigated the fight but he knew it was instincts and that he had to distract them from this.
"You know Eric, I am impressed you've managed to survive eight weeks here." Alan said cautiously, as if dealing with wild animals and, in a way, he was.
This time the effect was what he had wanted. The silent challenges ended. Although a part of him felt miserable upon hearing Eric ask if that was really all the time that had passed. He honestly thought it had been longer and the thought that what had befell him had been only roughly two months was shocking.
"It seems longer doesn't it?" Julia asked gently. She understood how strange time was in this place and she let the feeling she had felt that night she heard him screaming for help guide her just this once.
Alan soon realized that these two were practically a seperate race now. they even communicated in strange ways. Silent challenges and now silent truces.
Eric noticed the hard swallows of Dr. Grant, reminded himself that humans shared food and handed Dr. Grant some old candy bars and the same for Julia. None of the three cared much that the candy bars were eight years old and they ate in silence. Until Eric spoke again.
"You're Dr.Grant..." He said in a whisper. He had been on Isla Sorna so long he needed some time to recognize aces he knew. He knew Alan's face pretty well. He was responsible for Eric's original facination with dinosaurs.
Alan nodded slowly.
"I read both your books... I like your first one better... You liked dinosaurs back then."
"They hadn't tried to eat me then." Alan said wryly.
Julia remained silent. She had read books aloud to make sure she would remember how to read but she had never paid much attention to what the words said so if she read Alan's book it made no difference.
After some silence, Alan asked a question of Eric. "Did you read Malcolm's book...?"
Eric nodded at the man and continued eating.
"Well...?"
"... It was to preachy. And to much chaos, everythings chaos,"
Alan felt the sides of his mouth curl into a smile as Eric said this.
"And, to me, he seemed kinda high on himself."
Alan chuckled and then the four ate without another word.

Julia left the two long before they awoke and long before dawn. Se traveled through the trees with inhuman agility and speed.
'Inhuman is right...' She thought bitterly.
She brushed the thought from her mind as she found what she needed. A gallimimus that was clearly young, as it was maybe a bit smaller then Julia herself, had wandered a fair distance from the herd. She was pretty close to her home too. The set up was perfect. So long as the thing didn't decide to go back to its parents and didn't put up a fight. Drawing a hunting knife she had taken off a dead man three years ago, she leapt to her unsuspecting prey below.

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Authors rant: Well? What do you think? You like? You hate? You want more? Tel me! Mostly people want more and I like that but like the little FF.NET thing says: "Be a responsible read. Reveiw" ^_^ Well thanks for reading. I hope to have more typed soon. Have a great day! Peace to you.
~Juuhachigou