Moonlight Threshold.
Ian looked around as people began to run past him, screaming louder and louder, their screams suddenly interrupted by the sound of a carnivore's roar.
He looked up in fright as the trees began to rustle, parting to show the brilliant crafted T-rex, looking elegant in the shady moonlight.
It was then brought to his attention, the sound of a female's frantic screaming, and he knew full well that Sarah was the only female on the trip, thus he began to wonder if she was in trouble.
Sarah crouched low to the ground, trying to free herself from the piece of barbed wire that someone had foolishly put there. She turned around to see everyone running away screaming, she began to wonder why, when suddenly she heard it, the sound of not one, but two t-rex adults roaring with anger and at this point she began to scream as it came strolling towards her.
Ian looked around but couldn't see Sarah anywhere, it wasn't until his eyes fell upon the tree log, did he begin to see the familiar red headed woman. He began to run towards her, limping furiously as he did so, but he didn't care. The t-rex was quickly approaching Sarah and she was beginning to panic by the time he reached her.
"Come on!" he called to her, holding out his hand, just as she pulled off her jacket, leaving it attached to the barbed wire. Her hand slotted into his hand as they began to run towards the large group of people. When they finally dived into the little out cove that was shielded by the waterfall, she finally managed to catch her breath as Ian draped his arm around her shoulders lightly.
She was wrong about Ian and she knew it.
After all they had just been through, Sarah felt tears sting her eyes and she turned to Ian, lying her head on his shoulder as his arms surrounded her in protection and she began to sob.
When everyone had calmed down, they set out once again back to their camp to salvage anything that may be useful, but as they walked, Ian noticed Sarah was hanging back, hesitating to go back to the place where they had spent some of the night.
"You ok?" he asked, falling into step with her.
"Mmhm." She hummed, swallowing the feeling of nausea that was building up inside of her.
"I just wanna say sorry, I didn't mean to be so protective I just want you to be ok and come back home with me alive." He apologized for his earlier behaviour and she felt a tear run down her cheek, hoping he wouldn't see it; she turned her head to the side. "I know I'm such an ass."
"You're not an ass." She sniffed.
"I think we all need to sit down and calm ourselves!" Roland shouted over everyone and they almost all sat down immediately like a Mexican wave.
Sarah flopped to the ground exhausted, cowering her head in her arms, shivering violently as a cold wind rushed over the atmosphere. She wished that she had her jacket, at least then she'd have an ounce of protection from the wind. The word protection came to mind again, Ian wanted to protect her but she pushed it back in his face, he had only wanted to keep her safe, because he loved her. She delved deeper into her thoughts when she thought back to the stories Ian had told her about Isla Nublar, but was brought out of her thoughts by the touch of a heavy jacket being wrapped around her, and Ian's chirpy but concerned face looking down on her.
"You looked cold." He mumbled and she forced a small smile.
"Thanks." She replied softly as he sat beside her attentively.
Darkness was now fully descended and it was making people agitated, frightened and irritated but Ian knew what was coming, he was calmish. Sarah looked at him as best as she could in the hazy fog of moonlight that lit up his face almost too well.
Neither said anything until he silently asked for her permission to hold her close to him, an invitation that she accepted. She leaned into him as he slipped his arm around her waist, trying once again to protect her from the terror and horror that they had already been through, and no doubt the horror they were still going to go through. She sat silently, uncomfortably numb as she reflected on what would possibly be about to happen. This thought depressed her and she felt a wave a nausea wash over again, mixed with stinging tears as she let out a suppressed cry, alarming Ian.
"Hey, come on." He whispered as he pulled her closer to him, feeling the first drops of rain hit his nose; there would be a downpour soon. Hoping his words would comfort her, he sheltered her from the rain, trying to protect her from everything, but her heaving sobs told him otherwise. She slipped her arms around his neck and pulled them closer together, her head not leaving the comfort of his shoulder whilst she did this.
"I think we should get moving!" nick announced, he had obviously felt the rain also and wanted to be out of here before a storm was conjured up.
"Come on Sarah, we gotta get moving." Ian softly told her and she stood up, swaying gently side to side as she did so. He took her hand in his as the group once again began to move.