THIRD CONFIGURATION
"A new mystery has been identified. When the drawings begin to show an evil force within the configuration, then there will be a possible downfall."
IAN MALCOLM
3. DINER INVESTIGATIONS
James Michael Murphy sat in front of Stephanie Oswald in a very fancy and expensive restaurant. They were at the Resturante' de Capitan in New York, eating beluga caviar and calamari', and drinking champagne. The two seemed extremely into each other as they stared into each other's eyes. Jim Murphy was very much in love with this woman. He knew almost everything about her, and even the stuff that she'd never told him. He wasn't really sure if Stephanie loved him, but no matter what either of them felt, there would always be something in the way.
Stephanie looked at her watch and sighed. "Where is he at? You know I don't tolerate tardiness."
"Hunny," Murphy replied. "He's only five minutes late. You'd think that after awhile you'd realize that he's always going to be a little late."
"Well it seems odd that someone in his profession wouldn't be able to tell time," Stephanie stated.
Murphy laughed. "If only she knew," he thought. "Dear, just stay calm. He'll be here. He knows how important this meeting is. So, tell me about your day."
Stephanie leaned forward to speak at a lower tone. "Tosha made an emergency call about an hour ago."
"How," Murphy asked. "Once you start over Africa, cell phones don't reach."
"I will admit that it was a bit scratchy," Stephanie replied shaking her head. "But I did get the message. She said that Alex is trying to mess in the plan with Munro."
"You should've expected that to happen now didn't you," said a voice from behind Stephanie.
Stephanie turned around as Murphy smiled. The man before them was tall, had black hair, and was carrying a cane. He was dressed entirely in black from top to bottom. His black hair was also receding.
Murphy stood and shook the man's hand. "Hello, Dr. Malcolm."
Malcolm smiled. "Now Tim, you've known me longer then that. Call me Ian."
This caught Stephanie's attention. "Did you just call him Tim? What's going on here?"
Murphy felt extremely embarrassed, as well as Malcolm. "I should've been truthful to you the whole time, but I couldn't risk it. James Michael Murphy doesn't exist. My real name is Timothy Andrew Murphy. I'm John Hammond's grandson, and I work for the SJPS, AKA The Society of Jurassic Park Survivors."
"I don't believe this," Stephanie replied. "I thought I knew you!"
"I thought I knew you Carla Jerginstern of the FBI!" Tim smiled.
"How did you know," Carla asked shocked.
"The society has their own ways of finding information out," Tim replied. "It's amazing how we were able to blindfold the FBI, Ian."
"Indeed," Malcolm implied.
"What do you guys want with the Zinj Corporation," Carla asked.
Malcolm and Tim sat down at the table. Carla sat down as well, confused and enraged at the same time. "That's a rather stupid question coming from an agent for the FBI," Malcolm said smiling. "You know exactly what we want. With the exception of Eric Kirby and Richard Levine, all of the survivors of each incident, on those islands, wanted the animals to be destroyed. We thought we'd finally be rid of those animals once Isla Sorna was destroyed. Zinj Bioengineering has taken that dream away from the Society and we want revenge."
"Tim's grandfather took your dream away," Carla exclaimed. "Not the Zinj Corporation."
"Quite true Carla," Malcolm said looking at Tim. "However, they did capitalize on what Hammond created out in the Congo and now there are innocent lives on the line."
"We have to act as soon as possible," Tim said. "Eric, Dr. Ross, Dr. Coleman, Tosha, Dr. Ventral, and Matt Rossiter are all in danger..."
"What a second," Carla interrupted. "The Rossiter boy is the traitor in the park. He is not one to be trusted."
"We're the ones that sent Matt Rossiter out there," Malcolm explained. "We needed evidence of what the Zinj Corporation was doing, and we thought we'd send Jeff Rossiter's son."
"Why," Carla asked.
"He has Biosyn blood running through his vines," Malcolm replied smiling. "Biosyn always finds a way to destroy something. I call it the Biosyn Theory."
"Definitely more fun then the Chaos Theory," Tim teased.
"Funny," Malcolm simply replied.
"What's the Chaos Theory," Carla asked confused.
Malcolm shook his head. No one seemed to ever know what the Chaos Theory was anymore. "It deals with unpredictability and complex systems." That was the explanation that he gave Sarah Harding when he first met her. He never admitted it, but he was in love with her and always would be. He hadn't seen Sarah in over a year and missed her severely. He missed her short black hair, her beautiful body, her voice, and he even missed how annoying she used to be to him.
"I'm sorry, I never heard of it," Carla said.
"Oh, that's alright," Malcolm said. "Apparently not many people have anymore."
"If both of you are part of the Society," Carla implied. "Then that explains why Marty Guitierrez was trying to drive us crazy. Am I right in believing that Dr. Guitierrez is a part of the society?"
"Yes," Tim replied. "He was trying to get Zinj Bioengineering to take the InGen Velociraptors, that were in Costa Rica, because we had set a trap for them."
"What kind of trap," Carla asked.
"We'd tagged the animals with destructive devices," Tim replied giggling.
"Why would you do that," Carla asked confused.
"Velociraptors are the most dangerous animals in that park," Malcolm replied. "We knew that there would be civilians going to the park eventually, and we wanted to make sure that those animals would be out of the way. So, Dr. Guitierrez was going to have some Costa Ricans plant tracking and bombing devices in their mouths."
"What did you hope to achieve by doing that," Carla asked.
"The devices would've been remote controlled," Malcolm replied. "There would also be motion sensors within the devices."
"Once the raptors were placed in their paddocks," Tim stated. "We'd set the bombs and...BANG! Those raptors are space dust!"
Several other couples in the restaurant turned toward Tim and stared at him before returning to their meals.
"You might want to be a little quieter Tim," Malcolm implied.
"Sorry," Tim said.
"Is Roland Tembo in the Society," Carla asked.
Malcolm sighed loudly. "I was hoping this wouldn't come up, but since the FBI also knows about it, then I guess we should tell her what happened."
"Roland was in the Society for a long time," Tim said. "His partner, Ajay, had turned down a position, because he claimed to have better things to do. Roland, however, became insane in a way after we discovered what Zinj was creating. So, he left the Society and returned to Africa. At the time, we didn't think that he'd be trying to stop Zinj on his own. We sent Robert Muldoon and Sarah Harding out there to find him unsuccessfully."
"Did you ever try to get in contact with Ajay Sidahu," Carla asked.
"Yes," Malcolm replied. "But that didn't get us anywhere either. Roland obviously knew that we'd be searching after him. He's an extremely smart man."
"And a brilliant hunter," Tim implied.
"So the all mighty Society of Jurassic Park Survivors can't stop one man from blowing, not only yours, but the FBI's cover," Carla snapped. "Seems like the FBI aren't the only ones that have been blindfolded."
"Ms. Jerginstern," Malcolm said sighing. "We understand that you are probably very upset about what transpired..."
"There is no probably to it," Carla interrupted. "It is extremely upsetting to me that the FBI were unaware of your Society."
Tim smiled. "I guess we're just that good."
"Why did you have Roland Tembo in the Society to start with," Carla asked. "He was one of the people that went with Jeff Rossiter to Sorna. Hell, only three people on that Biosyn team lived."
"We thought that all survivors of either island deserved a chance to be a part of the Society whether they worked for InGen, Biosyn, or were just civilians," Malcolm replied. "Roland was very excited to join the Society when he found out that Robert Muldoon was in it."
Muldoon and Tembo had been partners in Africa at one time. The two were even brothers and even though Roland was two years older then Muldoon they always showed tons of respect, friendship, and love for each other. For brothers the two had a lot that they had in common. They especially loved to hunt. They hunted African predators together for years--learning the craft--teaching it to other people.
When Muldoon turned fifty his life took a different turn as he had the ungrateful pleasure of meeting John Hammond. That was when Muldoon feel into the trap of Hammond's and joined the Jurassic Park staff. Roland never knew what happened to his brother during that time, and didn't even find out that they were both on Sorna at the same time two years ago, until they joined the Society.
Roland had met Ajay Sidahu a week after Muldoon left to work for InGen. Roland had been on a vacation in India when he met Ajay. They became friends instantly. Roland taught Ajay everything he knew about hunting, for Ajay loved the idea of hunting, but had done very little of it.
A few years later, when Roland turned sixty, he became tired of hunting and decided to quit the business. He retired in Mombassa and hoped to live in peace for the rest of his days. However, that changed when Ajay came to him with the idea of going to Isla Sorna to hunt some dinosaurs. Roland was excited about the idea and decided to go along with it in hopes of having a snarling Tyrannosaur head on his mantle. The trip failed and he was unable to get his trophy.
The two poachers had gone to the island with the Biosyn Corporation, long time rivals of InGen. Something went wrong and only four people on the team made it off the island, Roland and Ajay included.
A few hours later, one of the other men, Jeff Rossiter; the owner of Biosyn was killed by a Tyrannosaur that Roland had captured for Rossiter. The animal had gotten lose in San Diego and killed several people.
"And Ajay didn't want to be a part of it," Carla said. "That's understandable. So, did you ever try to get Ed James to join the Society?"
"No," Malcolm replied shaking his head. "First off, he's too noise. Secondly, he's a former employee of Biosyn, and finally, he's in prison with the Biosyn Board of Executives. There'd be no use in having a member that was locked up. And who knows how much longer he'll be in prison."
"Three more years to be exact," Carla said. "And the only way he'd get bail, is if there were a billionaire doing it."
"I bet he wishes a Velociraptor had killed him when they had the chance to," Tim said smiling.
"I think I would've too," Malcolm said. He smiled. "That would be a lot better then what he's going through in prison. I hope he doesn't drop the soap."
Everyone laughed.
"Alright," Carla said in a very tense tone. "Let's make sure we've got everything understood correctly. You have a spy in Matt Rossiter already at the park, and the FBI is sending one in Tosha Johnson out there right now."
"That's right," Tim replied. "We were already one step ahead of ya."
Carla rolled her eyes. "Let's stop comparing our guns gentlemen. We're all after Zinj, so let's work together on this... alright?"
"Sure," Malcolm said.
"Fine," Tim said in agreement.
"Ok. Now, Paul and Amanda's son is on his way out to the park right now with his aunt right?"
Tim nodded. "It's a small world when you find out that the Kirby family is related to the great Dr. Karen Ross, whom just so happens to have been to the Lost City of Zinj."
"Does Paul and Amanda know where Eric and Karen are going," Carla asked.
"Hell no," Malcolm said alarmed. "We know better then to tell something like that to those two nitwits! That's why we sent them on a vacation. A nice, long vacation."
"Why did everyone turn down a trip to the park," Carla asked. "You knew the real reason why Campbell was asking you to go on a 'Safari'. What's with your plan?"
"Well," Malcolm hummed. "There are a few good reasons for that. You see, people like Alan Grant and I have had to deal with those animals more then once. It's not a pretty picture. Others, like Tim, feel the same way although they've never actually had to go back to one of those islands. As I've told you before, there are only two people that were against the bombing of Isla Sorna and those two were Eric Kirby and Richard Levine. Edward Campbell is a lot smarter then I could've ever thought him to be. He knew how annoying Richard Levine really is and knew not to try to talk him into going to the park. His last hope was Eric Kirby, and since he knew that Eric was related to Karen Ross, the possibilies were even better of success. Eric may not be a member of the Society, because of his parents, but he'll be a very good member of this operation. I can promise you that."
"So all we can do now is hope and pray that Tosha and Matt come through for us all," Carla said.
"Oh, I'm sure they will." Malcolm smiled again at the lady.
Carla nodded and stood up to leave. The two gentlemen did so also.
"I'm sorry about what happened," Tim said. "I hope that we can still maybe give us another chance."
"Are you kidding me," Carla snapped. "You lied to me."
"And you lied to me," Tim snapped back. "We're even."
"Can you honestly tell me that you would've told me the truth if I had told you that I was really an FBI agent?"
Tim looked down toward his feet. "No." He just realized his mistake. He had grown to love the lady in front of him and wanted to be with her terribly. He hadn't been with a girl for years. His last girlfriend was in his senior college year. He wanted to give the relationship with Carla another chance, but she seemed that she didn't love him anymore.
"I bet you're not even a lawyer," Carla implied.
Tim looked in a different direction. "No, I'm not. I'm a Paleontologist."
"I'm leaving," Carla said. She started to walk away. Tim followed after her.
Malcolm sighed and sat back down at the table. He looked at the leftover food on the table. A waiter came up to the doctor and lain a piece of paper on the table.
"Thank you for eating with us sir," the waiter said.
Malcolm frowned and looked at the paper realizing it was the bill for Tim and Carla. He then looked at the huge total price. His eyes enlarged. "Oh, my."
* * *
Carla ran out of the restaurant. She was beginning to cry. "Damn that man," she thought to herself. She had fallen in love with him to only find out that he wasn't what she thought he was. She felt foolish. She couldn't believe that she'd let her emotions come in the way of her job. She was the job. She'd devoted her whole life to the FBI. Now she was faced with the pain of losing someone that she loved more then life itself. She could hear Tim's voice behind her calling her name. He was trying to catch up to her. She continued to run faster as she moved through the crowd in the streets. She continued to cry and weep. The pain inside her continued to grow with each step that she took.
Suddenly she felt herself being stopped by someone behind her. She turned around to see that Tim had caught up to her.
"Carla," he said. "I'm sorry. I don't know what I could possibly ever say to make you love me again, but you must understand that I still love you and will always love you. When I looked at you before, I didn't see you as Stephanie Oswald. I saw you as Special Agent Carla Jerginstern of the FBI. I know that you had no idea that I was really John Hammond's grandson, but you have to believe me when I say that I love you. You're what I've looked for my whole life. You are what I need. You are the air I breathe. Without you, I'll die. My body may still be alive, and my brain may still function, but my soul will be lost and gone forever."
"I can't let my feelings for you get in the way of my job," Carla replied. "To be an agent is to be alone. You have to understand how important my job is for me, and that I'll never be able to love you the way you love me."
"If you can tell me that you never loved me and that you weren't just going out with me for your job," Tim implied, "then, I'll let you walk off. I'll never bother you again. Can you tell me that truly, Carla?"
"No," Carla replied. "I do love you, but things are way to complicated for this to ever work. I have a job to do and a case to compete. I'm sorry, Tim. I'm sure you'll find someone that can make you happier then I ever would."
Carla starts to walk off, but is stopped by Tim. "I don't want anyone else. I want you. I want only you."
Carla slings her hand out of Tim's grasp. "That I cannot give you." Carla walks away from Tim and leaves him in the late night sky. He sighs in pain. The girl that he loved with all of his heart was walking away from him for the last time. He was sure that he would never see her again.
"A new mystery has been identified. When the drawings begin to show an evil force within the configuration, then there will be a possible downfall."
IAN MALCOLM
3. DINER INVESTIGATIONS
James Michael Murphy sat in front of Stephanie Oswald in a very fancy and expensive restaurant. They were at the Resturante' de Capitan in New York, eating beluga caviar and calamari', and drinking champagne. The two seemed extremely into each other as they stared into each other's eyes. Jim Murphy was very much in love with this woman. He knew almost everything about her, and even the stuff that she'd never told him. He wasn't really sure if Stephanie loved him, but no matter what either of them felt, there would always be something in the way.
Stephanie looked at her watch and sighed. "Where is he at? You know I don't tolerate tardiness."
"Hunny," Murphy replied. "He's only five minutes late. You'd think that after awhile you'd realize that he's always going to be a little late."
"Well it seems odd that someone in his profession wouldn't be able to tell time," Stephanie stated.
Murphy laughed. "If only she knew," he thought. "Dear, just stay calm. He'll be here. He knows how important this meeting is. So, tell me about your day."
Stephanie leaned forward to speak at a lower tone. "Tosha made an emergency call about an hour ago."
"How," Murphy asked. "Once you start over Africa, cell phones don't reach."
"I will admit that it was a bit scratchy," Stephanie replied shaking her head. "But I did get the message. She said that Alex is trying to mess in the plan with Munro."
"You should've expected that to happen now didn't you," said a voice from behind Stephanie.
Stephanie turned around as Murphy smiled. The man before them was tall, had black hair, and was carrying a cane. He was dressed entirely in black from top to bottom. His black hair was also receding.
Murphy stood and shook the man's hand. "Hello, Dr. Malcolm."
Malcolm smiled. "Now Tim, you've known me longer then that. Call me Ian."
This caught Stephanie's attention. "Did you just call him Tim? What's going on here?"
Murphy felt extremely embarrassed, as well as Malcolm. "I should've been truthful to you the whole time, but I couldn't risk it. James Michael Murphy doesn't exist. My real name is Timothy Andrew Murphy. I'm John Hammond's grandson, and I work for the SJPS, AKA The Society of Jurassic Park Survivors."
"I don't believe this," Stephanie replied. "I thought I knew you!"
"I thought I knew you Carla Jerginstern of the FBI!" Tim smiled.
"How did you know," Carla asked shocked.
"The society has their own ways of finding information out," Tim replied. "It's amazing how we were able to blindfold the FBI, Ian."
"Indeed," Malcolm implied.
"What do you guys want with the Zinj Corporation," Carla asked.
Malcolm and Tim sat down at the table. Carla sat down as well, confused and enraged at the same time. "That's a rather stupid question coming from an agent for the FBI," Malcolm said smiling. "You know exactly what we want. With the exception of Eric Kirby and Richard Levine, all of the survivors of each incident, on those islands, wanted the animals to be destroyed. We thought we'd finally be rid of those animals once Isla Sorna was destroyed. Zinj Bioengineering has taken that dream away from the Society and we want revenge."
"Tim's grandfather took your dream away," Carla exclaimed. "Not the Zinj Corporation."
"Quite true Carla," Malcolm said looking at Tim. "However, they did capitalize on what Hammond created out in the Congo and now there are innocent lives on the line."
"We have to act as soon as possible," Tim said. "Eric, Dr. Ross, Dr. Coleman, Tosha, Dr. Ventral, and Matt Rossiter are all in danger..."
"What a second," Carla interrupted. "The Rossiter boy is the traitor in the park. He is not one to be trusted."
"We're the ones that sent Matt Rossiter out there," Malcolm explained. "We needed evidence of what the Zinj Corporation was doing, and we thought we'd send Jeff Rossiter's son."
"Why," Carla asked.
"He has Biosyn blood running through his vines," Malcolm replied smiling. "Biosyn always finds a way to destroy something. I call it the Biosyn Theory."
"Definitely more fun then the Chaos Theory," Tim teased.
"Funny," Malcolm simply replied.
"What's the Chaos Theory," Carla asked confused.
Malcolm shook his head. No one seemed to ever know what the Chaos Theory was anymore. "It deals with unpredictability and complex systems." That was the explanation that he gave Sarah Harding when he first met her. He never admitted it, but he was in love with her and always would be. He hadn't seen Sarah in over a year and missed her severely. He missed her short black hair, her beautiful body, her voice, and he even missed how annoying she used to be to him.
"I'm sorry, I never heard of it," Carla said.
"Oh, that's alright," Malcolm said. "Apparently not many people have anymore."
"If both of you are part of the Society," Carla implied. "Then that explains why Marty Guitierrez was trying to drive us crazy. Am I right in believing that Dr. Guitierrez is a part of the society?"
"Yes," Tim replied. "He was trying to get Zinj Bioengineering to take the InGen Velociraptors, that were in Costa Rica, because we had set a trap for them."
"What kind of trap," Carla asked.
"We'd tagged the animals with destructive devices," Tim replied giggling.
"Why would you do that," Carla asked confused.
"Velociraptors are the most dangerous animals in that park," Malcolm replied. "We knew that there would be civilians going to the park eventually, and we wanted to make sure that those animals would be out of the way. So, Dr. Guitierrez was going to have some Costa Ricans plant tracking and bombing devices in their mouths."
"What did you hope to achieve by doing that," Carla asked.
"The devices would've been remote controlled," Malcolm replied. "There would also be motion sensors within the devices."
"Once the raptors were placed in their paddocks," Tim stated. "We'd set the bombs and...BANG! Those raptors are space dust!"
Several other couples in the restaurant turned toward Tim and stared at him before returning to their meals.
"You might want to be a little quieter Tim," Malcolm implied.
"Sorry," Tim said.
"Is Roland Tembo in the Society," Carla asked.
Malcolm sighed loudly. "I was hoping this wouldn't come up, but since the FBI also knows about it, then I guess we should tell her what happened."
"Roland was in the Society for a long time," Tim said. "His partner, Ajay, had turned down a position, because he claimed to have better things to do. Roland, however, became insane in a way after we discovered what Zinj was creating. So, he left the Society and returned to Africa. At the time, we didn't think that he'd be trying to stop Zinj on his own. We sent Robert Muldoon and Sarah Harding out there to find him unsuccessfully."
"Did you ever try to get in contact with Ajay Sidahu," Carla asked.
"Yes," Malcolm replied. "But that didn't get us anywhere either. Roland obviously knew that we'd be searching after him. He's an extremely smart man."
"And a brilliant hunter," Tim implied.
"So the all mighty Society of Jurassic Park Survivors can't stop one man from blowing, not only yours, but the FBI's cover," Carla snapped. "Seems like the FBI aren't the only ones that have been blindfolded."
"Ms. Jerginstern," Malcolm said sighing. "We understand that you are probably very upset about what transpired..."
"There is no probably to it," Carla interrupted. "It is extremely upsetting to me that the FBI were unaware of your Society."
Tim smiled. "I guess we're just that good."
"Why did you have Roland Tembo in the Society to start with," Carla asked. "He was one of the people that went with Jeff Rossiter to Sorna. Hell, only three people on that Biosyn team lived."
"We thought that all survivors of either island deserved a chance to be a part of the Society whether they worked for InGen, Biosyn, or were just civilians," Malcolm replied. "Roland was very excited to join the Society when he found out that Robert Muldoon was in it."
Muldoon and Tembo had been partners in Africa at one time. The two were even brothers and even though Roland was two years older then Muldoon they always showed tons of respect, friendship, and love for each other. For brothers the two had a lot that they had in common. They especially loved to hunt. They hunted African predators together for years--learning the craft--teaching it to other people.
When Muldoon turned fifty his life took a different turn as he had the ungrateful pleasure of meeting John Hammond. That was when Muldoon feel into the trap of Hammond's and joined the Jurassic Park staff. Roland never knew what happened to his brother during that time, and didn't even find out that they were both on Sorna at the same time two years ago, until they joined the Society.
Roland had met Ajay Sidahu a week after Muldoon left to work for InGen. Roland had been on a vacation in India when he met Ajay. They became friends instantly. Roland taught Ajay everything he knew about hunting, for Ajay loved the idea of hunting, but had done very little of it.
A few years later, when Roland turned sixty, he became tired of hunting and decided to quit the business. He retired in Mombassa and hoped to live in peace for the rest of his days. However, that changed when Ajay came to him with the idea of going to Isla Sorna to hunt some dinosaurs. Roland was excited about the idea and decided to go along with it in hopes of having a snarling Tyrannosaur head on his mantle. The trip failed and he was unable to get his trophy.
The two poachers had gone to the island with the Biosyn Corporation, long time rivals of InGen. Something went wrong and only four people on the team made it off the island, Roland and Ajay included.
A few hours later, one of the other men, Jeff Rossiter; the owner of Biosyn was killed by a Tyrannosaur that Roland had captured for Rossiter. The animal had gotten lose in San Diego and killed several people.
"And Ajay didn't want to be a part of it," Carla said. "That's understandable. So, did you ever try to get Ed James to join the Society?"
"No," Malcolm replied shaking his head. "First off, he's too noise. Secondly, he's a former employee of Biosyn, and finally, he's in prison with the Biosyn Board of Executives. There'd be no use in having a member that was locked up. And who knows how much longer he'll be in prison."
"Three more years to be exact," Carla said. "And the only way he'd get bail, is if there were a billionaire doing it."
"I bet he wishes a Velociraptor had killed him when they had the chance to," Tim said smiling.
"I think I would've too," Malcolm said. He smiled. "That would be a lot better then what he's going through in prison. I hope he doesn't drop the soap."
Everyone laughed.
"Alright," Carla said in a very tense tone. "Let's make sure we've got everything understood correctly. You have a spy in Matt Rossiter already at the park, and the FBI is sending one in Tosha Johnson out there right now."
"That's right," Tim replied. "We were already one step ahead of ya."
Carla rolled her eyes. "Let's stop comparing our guns gentlemen. We're all after Zinj, so let's work together on this... alright?"
"Sure," Malcolm said.
"Fine," Tim said in agreement.
"Ok. Now, Paul and Amanda's son is on his way out to the park right now with his aunt right?"
Tim nodded. "It's a small world when you find out that the Kirby family is related to the great Dr. Karen Ross, whom just so happens to have been to the Lost City of Zinj."
"Does Paul and Amanda know where Eric and Karen are going," Carla asked.
"Hell no," Malcolm said alarmed. "We know better then to tell something like that to those two nitwits! That's why we sent them on a vacation. A nice, long vacation."
"Why did everyone turn down a trip to the park," Carla asked. "You knew the real reason why Campbell was asking you to go on a 'Safari'. What's with your plan?"
"Well," Malcolm hummed. "There are a few good reasons for that. You see, people like Alan Grant and I have had to deal with those animals more then once. It's not a pretty picture. Others, like Tim, feel the same way although they've never actually had to go back to one of those islands. As I've told you before, there are only two people that were against the bombing of Isla Sorna and those two were Eric Kirby and Richard Levine. Edward Campbell is a lot smarter then I could've ever thought him to be. He knew how annoying Richard Levine really is and knew not to try to talk him into going to the park. His last hope was Eric Kirby, and since he knew that Eric was related to Karen Ross, the possibilies were even better of success. Eric may not be a member of the Society, because of his parents, but he'll be a very good member of this operation. I can promise you that."
"So all we can do now is hope and pray that Tosha and Matt come through for us all," Carla said.
"Oh, I'm sure they will." Malcolm smiled again at the lady.
Carla nodded and stood up to leave. The two gentlemen did so also.
"I'm sorry about what happened," Tim said. "I hope that we can still maybe give us another chance."
"Are you kidding me," Carla snapped. "You lied to me."
"And you lied to me," Tim snapped back. "We're even."
"Can you honestly tell me that you would've told me the truth if I had told you that I was really an FBI agent?"
Tim looked down toward his feet. "No." He just realized his mistake. He had grown to love the lady in front of him and wanted to be with her terribly. He hadn't been with a girl for years. His last girlfriend was in his senior college year. He wanted to give the relationship with Carla another chance, but she seemed that she didn't love him anymore.
"I bet you're not even a lawyer," Carla implied.
Tim looked in a different direction. "No, I'm not. I'm a Paleontologist."
"I'm leaving," Carla said. She started to walk away. Tim followed after her.
Malcolm sighed and sat back down at the table. He looked at the leftover food on the table. A waiter came up to the doctor and lain a piece of paper on the table.
"Thank you for eating with us sir," the waiter said.
Malcolm frowned and looked at the paper realizing it was the bill for Tim and Carla. He then looked at the huge total price. His eyes enlarged. "Oh, my."
* * *
Carla ran out of the restaurant. She was beginning to cry. "Damn that man," she thought to herself. She had fallen in love with him to only find out that he wasn't what she thought he was. She felt foolish. She couldn't believe that she'd let her emotions come in the way of her job. She was the job. She'd devoted her whole life to the FBI. Now she was faced with the pain of losing someone that she loved more then life itself. She could hear Tim's voice behind her calling her name. He was trying to catch up to her. She continued to run faster as she moved through the crowd in the streets. She continued to cry and weep. The pain inside her continued to grow with each step that she took.
Suddenly she felt herself being stopped by someone behind her. She turned around to see that Tim had caught up to her.
"Carla," he said. "I'm sorry. I don't know what I could possibly ever say to make you love me again, but you must understand that I still love you and will always love you. When I looked at you before, I didn't see you as Stephanie Oswald. I saw you as Special Agent Carla Jerginstern of the FBI. I know that you had no idea that I was really John Hammond's grandson, but you have to believe me when I say that I love you. You're what I've looked for my whole life. You are what I need. You are the air I breathe. Without you, I'll die. My body may still be alive, and my brain may still function, but my soul will be lost and gone forever."
"I can't let my feelings for you get in the way of my job," Carla replied. "To be an agent is to be alone. You have to understand how important my job is for me, and that I'll never be able to love you the way you love me."
"If you can tell me that you never loved me and that you weren't just going out with me for your job," Tim implied, "then, I'll let you walk off. I'll never bother you again. Can you tell me that truly, Carla?"
"No," Carla replied. "I do love you, but things are way to complicated for this to ever work. I have a job to do and a case to compete. I'm sorry, Tim. I'm sure you'll find someone that can make you happier then I ever would."
Carla starts to walk off, but is stopped by Tim. "I don't want anyone else. I want you. I want only you."
Carla slings her hand out of Tim's grasp. "That I cannot give you." Carla walks away from Tim and leaves him in the late night sky. He sighs in pain. The girl that he loved with all of his heart was walking away from him for the last time. He was sure that he would never see her again.