Disclaimer: I am getting soooo sick of this. If anyone thinks we are
actually smart enough to come up with Jurassic Park, you over estimate us.
lol
A/N: The authors would like to point out that the Eddie in this story is NOT the same Eddie as the one in Jurassic Park 2. I was unaware at the time I came up with the names that there was already an Eddie in the JP series, and a certain fellow author ::cough cough:: COURTNEY::cough:: decided not to tell me. lol. Besides, I think Eddie died in the 2nd one, so it couldn't be him anyway. With that said, please read and review. Thanx!
Chapter Six- By Courtney
Amanda was sent into a state of shock and tears. Her son… her only child was out there. She knew it. Paul knew it, too. He called the police several times that day to see if he could get more information, but each time they had found out no more than they had that morning.
"Let's go…" Amanda suddenly suggested, staring out a window.
"Right… now?" Paul questioned.
"Right now! Eric… is… I can't wait eight weeks again… eight weeks of confusion…madness…Paul…Paul, I…I just can't!" Amanda turned away and reached for her car keys. "Come on."
And they left, thinking only about their son, and forgetting briefly about the terrors they knew they would have to face.
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Back at the island, Eddie and Bob had left the kids alone outside the helicopter while they began to search for traces of danger around them.
"Oh my God, Eric, what are we gonna do??" Cordelia exclaimed.
"Well, if we're lucky, there'll be a transmitter radio or something inside of the helicopter. We should go in there. Plus, we stand a better chance inside of something."
So they all climbed in.
"I wish I had paid more attention in our aviation course in Tech Lab," Dana muttered.
"Like even then we'd know how to work anything," Eric remarked sarcastically.
"Eric, I do *not* wanna be here for eight weeks. I couldn't…" Cordelia cringed, clinging to Eric's arm.
"Yeah, me too…" Dana joined in.
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"It's okay, we're going now, we're going now," Paul said comfortingly. All his wife could do was smile meekly. They were walking through the chilled airport building to make the next flight out.
In approximately five hours the Kirbys had moved from one plane to the next. The second plane was smaller. It took them to an island about seven miles away from Isla Sorna. From there, to secretly get on to the island, they took a small, motorized boat. Now, the Kirbys didn't even bother getting involved with the law. They just wanted to find their son.
After an eternity, Amanda, Paul, and James Diago, the driver of their boat, arrived. To Isla Sorna.
The Kirbys walked along the shore of Isla Sorna, flooded with memories. The island was not an easy place to forget, though they had tried many times.
About five hours after their arrival camp had been set up and the sun had set. It was already past one in the morning, but the search had just begun. There was no waiting this time. Before, they'd lost their son for two months. It would *not* happen again.
"We need help!" Amanda admitted after a tiring hour of searching. "There's no way we can cover this island alone."
"You're right," agreed Paul, "but who can help us now? We're already here…"
Just then, through a light mist, the silhouette of a boat became visible. The Kirbys could see that there were about five people in it. One, the one who was driving, was wearing an Indiana Jones style hat. The person next two him was carrying some kind of bag. Almost immediately, the Kirbys recognized them as Dr. Alan Grant and Billy Brennan.
"Dr. Grant!" shouted Paul.
"Billy!" Amanda joined in.
As they got out of the boat, Amanda and Paul saw that the three others were Cordelia's parents; Allasyn and Michael, and Dana's mom, Sheila. Everyone greeted somewhat happily, mostly just worried sick. Despite the situation, it was good to see their paleontologist friends again. The last time they had seen Billy, he'd been half dead. Pteranodons had attacked him. Now he was healing, but the faint whitish pink scars on his young face and arms were still visible.
Suddenly, Paul wondered why Alan had come here. He hated this island more than anything in the world. He had once called it "The Worst Place in the World." Paul decided to ask.
When he did, Alan shrugged. "I called to see how Eric was doing since I hadn't talked to him or seen him in a month. In doing that, I found out some information. That he was here, and well, Eric *had* saved my life before, and I owed him one," he smiled.
"Well, thanks," Amanda said.
And the group walked on, wondering what horrors awaited them.
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A/N: Hope you like the chapter. Please review. Oh, and in the next chapter, the whole 'there's cash on this island' thing will be explained.
A/N: The authors would like to point out that the Eddie in this story is NOT the same Eddie as the one in Jurassic Park 2. I was unaware at the time I came up with the names that there was already an Eddie in the JP series, and a certain fellow author ::cough cough:: COURTNEY::cough:: decided not to tell me. lol. Besides, I think Eddie died in the 2nd one, so it couldn't be him anyway. With that said, please read and review. Thanx!
Chapter Six- By Courtney
Amanda was sent into a state of shock and tears. Her son… her only child was out there. She knew it. Paul knew it, too. He called the police several times that day to see if he could get more information, but each time they had found out no more than they had that morning.
"Let's go…" Amanda suddenly suggested, staring out a window.
"Right… now?" Paul questioned.
"Right now! Eric… is… I can't wait eight weeks again… eight weeks of confusion…madness…Paul…Paul, I…I just can't!" Amanda turned away and reached for her car keys. "Come on."
And they left, thinking only about their son, and forgetting briefly about the terrors they knew they would have to face.
**********************************************************************
Back at the island, Eddie and Bob had left the kids alone outside the helicopter while they began to search for traces of danger around them.
"Oh my God, Eric, what are we gonna do??" Cordelia exclaimed.
"Well, if we're lucky, there'll be a transmitter radio or something inside of the helicopter. We should go in there. Plus, we stand a better chance inside of something."
So they all climbed in.
"I wish I had paid more attention in our aviation course in Tech Lab," Dana muttered.
"Like even then we'd know how to work anything," Eric remarked sarcastically.
"Eric, I do *not* wanna be here for eight weeks. I couldn't…" Cordelia cringed, clinging to Eric's arm.
"Yeah, me too…" Dana joined in.
*********************************************************************
"It's okay, we're going now, we're going now," Paul said comfortingly. All his wife could do was smile meekly. They were walking through the chilled airport building to make the next flight out.
In approximately five hours the Kirbys had moved from one plane to the next. The second plane was smaller. It took them to an island about seven miles away from Isla Sorna. From there, to secretly get on to the island, they took a small, motorized boat. Now, the Kirbys didn't even bother getting involved with the law. They just wanted to find their son.
After an eternity, Amanda, Paul, and James Diago, the driver of their boat, arrived. To Isla Sorna.
The Kirbys walked along the shore of Isla Sorna, flooded with memories. The island was not an easy place to forget, though they had tried many times.
About five hours after their arrival camp had been set up and the sun had set. It was already past one in the morning, but the search had just begun. There was no waiting this time. Before, they'd lost their son for two months. It would *not* happen again.
"We need help!" Amanda admitted after a tiring hour of searching. "There's no way we can cover this island alone."
"You're right," agreed Paul, "but who can help us now? We're already here…"
Just then, through a light mist, the silhouette of a boat became visible. The Kirbys could see that there were about five people in it. One, the one who was driving, was wearing an Indiana Jones style hat. The person next two him was carrying some kind of bag. Almost immediately, the Kirbys recognized them as Dr. Alan Grant and Billy Brennan.
"Dr. Grant!" shouted Paul.
"Billy!" Amanda joined in.
As they got out of the boat, Amanda and Paul saw that the three others were Cordelia's parents; Allasyn and Michael, and Dana's mom, Sheila. Everyone greeted somewhat happily, mostly just worried sick. Despite the situation, it was good to see their paleontologist friends again. The last time they had seen Billy, he'd been half dead. Pteranodons had attacked him. Now he was healing, but the faint whitish pink scars on his young face and arms were still visible.
Suddenly, Paul wondered why Alan had come here. He hated this island more than anything in the world. He had once called it "The Worst Place in the World." Paul decided to ask.
When he did, Alan shrugged. "I called to see how Eric was doing since I hadn't talked to him or seen him in a month. In doing that, I found out some information. That he was here, and well, Eric *had* saved my life before, and I owed him one," he smiled.
"Well, thanks," Amanda said.
And the group walked on, wondering what horrors awaited them.
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A/N: Hope you like the chapter. Please review. Oh, and in the next chapter, the whole 'there's cash on this island' thing will be explained.