Ian Malcolm
This was the life.
Ian Malcolm was comfortable. His wife, Sarah, lightly dozing in his arms on a lazy Saturday afternoon. Yes, she was now his wife; a couple could not go through that kind of adventure and not be affected in one of two ways. They could either be strengthened, bringing them closer than ever before, or they could grow apart and become estranged.
That was true of Ellie and Alan. Or so Ian had heard. He would love to get back in touch, however he knew they would still see the preachy rock star of a scientist that he once was.
Now he was the honest husband of Sarah Malcolm, and he is all the better for it. He had not once since the incident in San Diego, let his family down.
His divorce was finally settled between himself and Kelly's mother. Kelly still comes to see him once a month and stays for three weeks of the summer holidays.
That reminded him.
"Hun, get up. I got to take a shower before I go pick Kelly up at the airport." Ian tugged at his wife's red hair. She grumbled softly, rolled off his chest and onto the soft cotton pillow of the bed and fell back asleep.
Once in the shower he allowed the hot water to bubble on his skin. There was one time he thought he'd never get his skin clean. For hours he had waited to be rescued in that puddle of mud. His skin was soaked to the bone, a chill creeping in as night fell. No one would find him while he was cover in the debris of the T-Rex's rampage.
He would die alone.
Slowly he crept from this world; towards the light. Then just as sudden as a raptors attack he was brought out from beneath the rubble and leaves. Her head cocked to the side inspecting him closely. His vision was blurred without his glasses. She looked the same age as Lex, possibly older.
Ian could make out that she was resting on her legs bent, like a chimp, her arms dangling limply between her legs. Why was the girls head twitching from one side to another?
If it wasn't Lex, how did she get here? Why wasn't she on the tour with the others? Who was she?
Ian involuntary shook as the memory came to the surface. He had forgotten all about that little girl. Not long after she had pulled him out, had Ellie arrived with Muldoon and everything had been forgotten by a shot of morphine. Perhaps it had been a hallucination. It had been documented that people experienced all sorts when they were about to die.
His thoughts were disturbed by sharp banging on the bathroom door. Firmly wrapping the cream coloured towel around his toned waist he opened the door; wondering if Kelly had gotten an earlier flight.
The front door was open and Sarah stood dishevelled in the doorway, not letting the person in.
Nathan Tribbs
Ian knew of him. The future husband of Sam Hammond, she was a good kid. Why she was getting married to the creep in his doorway he'd never know.
"Dr Malcolm?" He asked sharply. "It's about Samantha Hammond, I'm to marry her in eight weeks-"
"My invitation could have come in the post." Ian snarled, angry at the fact that Nathan had stopped Sam from talking to him at her Grandfathers' funeral.
"She's gone missing Dr Malcolm. Please, I need your help!" His face softened. A hint of pain could be seen there upon the young man's face. Perhaps he did really love her, Malcolm thought sceptically.
"Sam has?!" Sarah question opening the door fully, allowing the suited man entrance to their apartment. She pointed to a seat in the open planned room. Ian and Sarah sat together opposite him looking expectantly.
"She went to site A not long after Mr Hammond's funeral. There had been reports that dinosaurs have been spotted on the island and the main land. The thing is; Ingen haven't been checking the island and it is plausible that they survived.
"Ingen lost contact with Miss Hammond two weeks ago. If she has not made contact in seven days, she has left orders to blow up the island." It bugged Ian that he would call his future wife Miss Hammond. "I've heard that you were there on site A; I want you to be my guide." Nathan sighed. "I need to know if they are alive!"
"They?" Ian asked.
"Sam and Billy." Nathan would not meet either of them in the eye.
"Alan's assistant? Sam's ex?" Ian knew of their history. He also knew that John had forbidden her from seeing him ever again. Billy was her true love. Billy was a good guy who adored Sam. She would lead him to his death.
Ian looked to Sarah for permission. He could not leave them on the island alone.
"No Ian! Don't do this. Please, don't go! Think about Kelly. What's she going to think when she finds out you've gone back there?" Sarah was teary eyed. She was right of course. Kelly was having nightmares as it was. She would crack if she knew her Dad was back on Site A, saving a girl she loathed.
"Is there anyone else?" Ian asked, knowing that he would have been a last resort. Nathan shook his head.
"And time is running out Dr Malcolm." Nathan persisted. Ian looked back to Sarah. He was between a rock and a hard place.
"Then I'm coming with you Ian!" Sarah answered.
"No!" Ian replied firmly. "You stay here, pick Kelly up, I'll be back in five or six days." He walked back to the bathroom to change and pack.
"You'll be back in five or six pieces." Sarah muttered.