Visitors Center: Jake and DRT 2 ran back into the dining area as the T-Rex slammed against the entrance nearly knocking the door frame off and shaking the whole area.
"Been a…been a…been a long time since I've had to run from a Rex," Jake wheezed as he was out of breath.
"W…what?" asked the DRT member also a little winded.
"When the Rexes were growing up in Kenya at our little research station and we got bored, we used to race alongside them to see who'd win," Jake responded and began laughing despite still being out of breath. "Memories."
The DRT member nodded their head and stood up as the adjoining wall to the lobby shook again even harder.
"It can't get in can it?" asked the DRT member concerned. Jake looked at the member oddly.
"You're supposed to be the expert on dinosaur capabilities," he ribbed and straightened up as well. "But I think we're fine. That Rex would need more room to maneuver to break the wall down. Not that I suggest waiting around, though."
"I agree. Team Leader?" asked the member into their radio.
"Are you alright?" asked the Leader concerned.
"We're hanging in there but I think this building may no longer be strategically sound," the DRT member figured.
"I agree, I think we should beat a strategic retreat back to the helipad," the Leader suggested.
"But we can't leave now!" Jake protested. "If we don't find out who took the embryos today, then Peter will never tell us down the road."
"I have to agree," chimed in Henry. "But we can't stay here and just wait for the Rex to just leave."
"Well we could always head for the lodge," Timothy figured. "I've been running through the security cameras and it seems to be still intact with its electrified fences."
"Good, but is there anything you still need to do with the computers?" asked Henry. That was the main reason why they had come to the island in the first place.
"Not anymore. The system's clean so I synched with Indigo first and it went fine and then synched with Sorna so that's all done. If we need anything more I can just take a remote terminal and plug in at the lodge," Timothy told him.
"Rock on. We'll head out the patio and just make a run for it and if you guys escape out the emergency exit and get in the jeep and take off, that Rex will be none the wiser by the time we hit the lodge," Jake stated. "Let's go and we'll see you there."
"Roger, just don't get lost," the DRT Leader added mischievously as the two ran out the glass door and into the jungle behind them.
San Diego: "Where do you think they're headed?" asked Ross.
"At this point I no longer care," said Ludlow, although he was still steamed at Jake hanging up on him. "But I have begun compiling a list of all suspects and persons of importance across InGen and I'll need your help setting up a schedule to start interviewing them all. And we'll start with Henry Wu and Jake Whitacre."
Ross nodded his head in approval as the two left back to Ludlow's office.
The Lodge: The group was huddled around the main lobby as Timothy worked on his portable terminal with Jake and Henry on both sides of him on the couch.
"Yeah, I just don't see any evidence of breeding, Henry," Jake remarked as they read the motion tracker results. "You can see the numbers, not one species is higher than its assigned value. It's the same back home."
He sipped some two day old coffee and cringed briefly before drinking some more.
"I know, but something just isn't adding up but I'm not sure what it is," Henry said with certainty as he scratched his head confused. "I'll have to keep analyzing this data back on Sorna to make any headway with it. Any luck finding Nedry or Ray?"
"Nope," said Timothy. "The motion trackers aren't designed to locate humans and the camera system out in the jungle wasn't up to spec anyway to peer down every road."
"So we'll have to actually go down the road to the docks to try and find proof?" asked Jake as Timothy nodded his head. Jake sighed heavily and dropped his face into his hands.
"I'm highly against that idea since we don't know how many dinosaurs escaped their pens into the jungle," the Leader stated, although everyone was thinking the same thing.
"I know, but I can't stop myself from needing to find out," said Jake as if possessed. "But I won't drag you into this because it's not worth our lives."
"No, but there may be an alternate solution," Timothy concluded as he lay back in the couch. "That tour vehicle could come here and take us pretty close to the helipad. As long as you don't waste too much time, you should be able to gas up the jeep go down the road from the Visitors Center to the dock and back and still catch up with us."
"Right, that's exactly what we'll do," responded Jake still a little nervous and surprised at his own gung ho attitude towards venturing into a park with loose dinosaurs. "Anyone wants to come they're more than welcome otherwise I'll see you later."
He headed for the gift shop and grabbed a Jurassic Park hooded sweatshirt and some sunglasses and walked back into the lobby.
"What're those for?" asked Timothy curious.
"The road to the dock snakes past dilo country," Henry responded knowingly as a chill fell over the room. "I'd also wager that if Nedry or Ray didn't make it to their rendezvous at the dock, that they were the ones responsible for that."
"Yeah, so maybe it's better I do go alone, even if it is in a vehicle with no top," Jake agreed. "I'll catch you guys later."
He was about to leave when DRT 2 spoke up.
"No, I'll go with him, he is still my responsibility after all," the member spoke up as they hefted their weapon.
"Great, let's go," said Jake anxious to get moving and then the two left the building.
"Timothy, get that tour vehicle here so we can get to the helipad and get off this island," said Henry shivering as a dinosaur roar was heard in the distance. "This place doesn't seem as inviting as it used to be."
"I hear that," Timothy agreed as he started up the tour program on his terminal. "The car's on its way."
Outside the sound of the jeep engine was heard and it rumbled off into the distance.
"I hope Kevin and Jennifer are having a less eventful day than we are," Henry commented aloud.
Helipad: Kevin and Jennifer were holed up in a small shack just off the helipad as it buckled and shook from each blow by the beast outside.
"Why hasn't it given up by now?" complained Jennifer a little hysterical.
"I'm sure it will, just give it time," said Kevin reassuringly, although he wasn't happy about their situation either. He looked out the window and saw that the helicopter was still intact sitting next to the icthyosaur. He only hoped that when the animal outside left with its meal that it didn't damage the helicopter in the process.
"I'm beginning to hate this island and to think I was originally hired on to eventually ferry VIPs out here," Jennifer complained. Kev just said nothing but continued to try and prop up against the locked door to the outside.
Road: Jake held the destroyed road sign in his hands that usually pointed to the dock.
"Somebody doesn't know how to drive right," he stated bemused before he began spinning the little arrow back and forth. "You want this as a memento for your time here on Jurassic Park?"
"No," responded the DRT member having snapped a few photos of the scene and returned to the jeep. "Can we keep moving? We're on a schedule."
"Yeah, yeah. Just don't complain to me when everyone on Sorna asks why you didn't bring anything back for them," responded the scientist as he tossed the sign back on the ground and got back in and started off towards the dock.
"I never got your name," Jake said trying to make small talk after a few moments.
"I'm Sandra," DRT 2 responded. Jake nodded his head. He knew the DRT team was composed of both genders but not much else since he hadn't been responsible for their training.
"So why be a DRT?" he asked curious as he turned a bend in the road.
"I don't like being unprepared," was the only response he got. The scientist wasn't sure how to respond to that and so he pondered his next question when his eyes fell upon a curve that had a destroyed guardrail. Jake brought the vehicle to a halt and hopped out and looked over the edge of the drop.
"Got 'im," he said all business as he looked down at the jeep currently perched below. He slid down the embankment as Sandra called it in to the team onboard the Explorer. From the jungle, the duo was being watched by reptilian eyes.
Sorna: Sam Stone was sitting at his desk in the operations building reviewing requisition forms when Nicolette Stefrassa, the head of strategic planning on the island, walked in.
"You wanted to see me?" she asked. Sam nodded and pointed towards the seat on the other side of his desk.
"Tell me, how are things in the think tank?" he asked curious.
"As well as can be expected," she responded tentatively. "We're currently reassessing our land usage to try and map out where we'll be placing the new perimeter fencing to accommodate the new species we have been told are coming down the pipeline."
"I take it nothing else is concerning your department," Sam ventured knowingly.
"I don't follow," said Nicolette refusing to take the bait.
"Oh there just seems to be a rumor going around that Nublar has collapsed and the concerns about what the will mean for the rest of InGen," Sam began. Nicolette's eyes narrowed at him.
"I don't run my department on the basis of hearsay and rumors regarding hypothetical situations that may or may not come to pass," she stated coolly. Sam chuckled at her tone and held up his hands defensively.
"I'm not trying to make accusations," he said trying to diffuse the situation. "Actually, the reason I asked you in here is that I need you to run some hypothetical scenarios for me."
"Regarding?" asked Nicolette curious but also not liking where this conversation was going.
"If the power were to ever fail on this island, what would be the ensuing sequence of results assuming we did not immediately abandon Site B," he requested. "I realize this is not an easy task to accomplish which is why I'm not setting a timeframe for when I need this done, only that the sooner the better. I also want your department to run a SWOT analysis of our current security that we have in place. All of it from the fences to the door security and everything in between."
Nicolette didn't respond to that request right away as she instead decided to compose her thoughts.
"And what I am to tell my workers when they ask the rationale for running these tests?" she asked pointedly.
"That it never hurts to be prepared," was Sam's neutral response. Nicolette's jaw twitched at that as she did not like not being told the truth of what was really going on, but she crisply nodded her head and collected her things and left. As she left the room, Sam breathed out a collected sigh of relief that she hadn't tried to roadblock him for more information. He leaned back in his chair before spinning around and looking out the back window of his office over the treetops at the various dinosaurs he could see as he tried to calm his frayed nerves.
Nublar: Jake had a rag over his nose as he peered through the open doorway into the jeep as the stench proved to nearly be overwhelming as flies buzzed about the rotting corpse of Dennis Nedry still in his chair.
"Oh, that's nasty," he stated. "Not even he deserved this after all the times he annoyed the daylights out of me and the others."
"I think this closes the case on who took the embryos," Sandra remarked looking around. She saw the passenger side door had been wrenched loose and was down at the bottom of the embankment on the road below near a sign indicating the dock lay just ahead. She also noticed the winch was tied to a tree below but evidently the vehicle never moved as it was still hung up on a tree branch.
"I don't understand why he didn't use the four wheel drive," she remarked further. "That could've gotten him out of this situation much quicker."
"Nedry knew computers but vehicles evidently not so much," Jake told her. "I don't know who set the differential to the rear axel, but it's because of them that Nedry never made his rendezvous. Yet another mystery because the standard is four wheel drive, I don't know who'd set it to be different or why."
"Could've been him who set it, perhaps he felt more comfortable that way or else it was being fixed and there was a problem with the front axel," Sandra suggested but she began wanting to leave the area. Something about the jungle around them was becoming more and more unsettling with each passing moment.
"Yeah I guess there are a few plausible explanations for why it could be," Jake agreed looking at the road below and taking out his map. "He nearly made it too. The dock was only about a sixth of a mile from here."
"And I think its best we got as far away from it as possible. If I'm reading his tattered shirt correctly, that'd be dilophosaur venom and I don't intend on finding out if they've made this their new territory," Sandra told him.
"Yeah, just give me a minute to see if I can't find those missing embryos, he had to have put them in something small…," began Jake as he craned his body further into the jeep looking for any container he could find.
"I'm not giving you a choice," Sandra ordered as she grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back out.
"Hey wait…," began Jake when…
HONK HONK HONK
The sounds of dilophosaurs suddenly honking quickly diverted their attention as they looked around nervously into the jungle for any sign of them but found none.
"Yeah, let's go," Jake agreed. Some things in life were more important than curiosity. The two scrambled up the embankment and leapt into the jeep as a glob of venom smacked into front of the vehicle. Sandra capped off a couple rounds from her rifle into the forest as Jake slammed the jeep into first gear. More globs of venom slammed against the car and their protective clothing.
"Take the wheel," ordered Jake as Sandra reached across and gripped it. The scientist quickly put down his hood and tied a bandanna to cover his mouth and then threw up his hood. He'd no sooner done so that a glob of venom smacked him hard on the back forcing him into the steering wheel. He hit the horn and it went off but Jake managed to avoid losing control of the vehicle and continued driving as the globules slowly stopped flying.
"Well I'd say we got off easy," said Jake trying to once again use humor to diffuse the tense situation. He felt fine and he figured Sandra was as well seeing as she was covered from head to toe in protective camouflage gear.
"Yes, we did, although there seems to be a glob of venom splattered all over the stick so you may have some trouble removing your gloved hand from it," his companion remarked. Jake noticed it and nodded his head as he turned back onto the road headed south towards the helipad.
"I can still shift gears so we'll pry it off once we get to the heli-,"
THUDDDD
The rear wheels lifted up briefly and then settled back down as something heavy landed on the hood.
"Oh that's just what we needed right now," said Jake irate at this turn of events. "Number Three."
The remaining velociraptor on Isla Nublar stood on the hood despite the fact that the car was traveling at more than thirty miles an hour and roared defiantly at the two in the vehicle.
Further down the road: The painted tour vehicle came to a halt at the end of the track and the team got out and collected their things and continued walking down the road to the helipad.
"You know this island is kind of beautiful in its own way," commented the DRT Leader as he looked down a crest of a hill to see brachiosaurs and parasaurolophus at a nearby lake.
"I remember when we went on scouting trips to try and find the right island and we all agreed this one looked the best," Henry agreed. "It had the greatest variation of terrain and foliage and the only problem was the occasional tropical storm. This place really would've been something if the Park had taken off."
"So you think it's all over for the Dinosaur Revivification Project?" asked the Leader. Henry shrugged lightly.
"I don't know. If word gets out about what happened here, it might dissuade future customers from coming in case this place is ever rebuilt. On the other hand, I guess we could take advantage of the amphitheater that Hammond nearly completed back home. But again if word got out about what happened here, it could raise concerns from city officials. We'll just have to wait and see. It took the dinosaurs sixty-five million years to walk the earth once again, I guess it'll take a little bit longer for the world at large to see them in person," he figured. "Life will find a way, I guess."
"Speaking of dinosaurs, I think that Rex is coming up the road," said DRT member 5 as they peered through their binoculars at a location behind them. The group checked their weapons and looked behind them but couldn't see anything except a small blob in the distance.
"Is it pursuing us?" asked the team leader walking up next to DRT 5.
"No, it doesn't look like it. It is just lazily walking down the road," the member commented.
"Are we upwind or downwind?" the leader asked next. Nearby, DRT 3 produced an anemometer designed to measure wind speed as well as a tiny weather vane and began reading the results.
"Negative on any current wind conditions, but I'd guess that that the winds would either come from the west or southwesterly direction," the member figured.
"Then how is it tracking us?" asked Timothy.
"It might not be," Henry suggested. "The herbivores were mainly centered on the southern end of the island. This could easily be a game trail for it."
"Should we run?" asked Timothy concerned.
"No, it might spot us that much easier and come running. We'll take it slow for now and keep walking like we have and see what happens. If we have to get in a firefight then so be it," said the Leader as he motioned his hand to keep moving and the group kept walking, although each tried to be less noisier than they had before.
Up the road: Jake slammed on the brakes and the raptor's claws dug into the hood and it ripped up some of the metal before being flung off.
"Give me your gun," Jake ordered and the member slapped it in his hands as Jake removed his hand from his stuck glove and undid his belt and got onto the hood and then off onto the ground and next to the fallen raptor. The animal was slowly regaining its bearings and was about to get back on its feet when Jake shot it a couple of times and it dropped down again, dead. The scientist hovered over it and then bent over and flipped it over.
"Damn it," he commented depressed. "I knew it was too small to be one of ours."
"What're you talking about, all the dinosaurs here are InGen and you said this was number three," Sandra commented, now standing alongside him.
"Not this one. There's no identification tattoo on either thigh," Jake remarked tapping the dead beast with his pen where it should've been on that particular leg. "All the raptors that reached adulthood were branded with one for legal reasons or something, I don't know. The point is that they had it and this one didn't. I thought it was number three because it was the last unseen raptor, but this one is a juvenile. Malcolm was right, they are breeding."
His head slumped down defeated as he then held his head in his hands as a thousand thoughts raced through his head.
"I can't accept that," Sandra stated. "There's always another explanation for these things. After all, don't forget that population control is an important security precaution that is constantly being overseen. I'd be willing to be that an egg hatched in the nursery and was simply unaccounted for at some point."
"But that doesn't explain why the motion trackers didn't register a fourth raptor on this island," Jake refusing to back down as he stood back up. But even he had to admit that Sandra had made a reasonable point in her last statement that needed further investigation. "I almost wish we could tag and bag this thing for further study but there's no time."
He got up and back into the jeep and started it up as Sandra hopped in. After unsuccessfully trying to dislodge the glove still stuck to the stick shift, Jake just placed his hand back in it and started shifting gears. After a few more moments of driving, he then moved out the front gate of Jurassic Park that had been left open because the lever was still locked in the 'manual' position and then headed south.
Further down the road: The team safely made it past the electrified fence that protected the area around the helipad and breathed a sigh of relief before closing the gates behind them for added protection.
"Should we keep going?" asked Timothy.
"Is the helicopter still there?" asked the Team Leader as the team tensed up, having forgotten that Kevin and Jennifer might have taken off.
"No, it's still there and the rotors aren't moving," said DRT 3. The team all breathed a loud sigh of relief at that.
"Can you see Jennifer or Kevin?" asked Henry.
"No, not at this distance," he said. "They're either in the copter or probably in the shed which I can't see."
"Then I don't see why we should go down there right now. We'll wait for Jake and Sandra," said the DRT Team leader stretching and taking a seat on a nearby rock as the rest of the team followed suit. The Leader then took out his radio and switched it on.
Back up the road: "So I tried to convince Dr. Wu that we should be freelance geneticists who cook things up on the fly for wealthy patrons once we completed our Ph.D.s. But then Hammond came immediately knocking on our door and out went that idea," said Jake trying to explain his life story to pass the time. Not that Sandra had asked to hear it. "Gosh, that must've been seven, eight years ago. We sure did a lot since then because it feels like a lot longer."
"And now you're only answerable to the board?" asked Sandra trying to sound interested.
"Well technically speaking we're subordinate to Doctor Gustavius Graves. But I haven't seen him in a good six months and before then only sporadically after Henry and I got a handle on the extraction and cloning process. I wonder what he's up to these days," Jake wondered aloud. That was probably a mystery for another day, but Henry suspected he was just at the Kenya facility. That location was technically a biological preserve for African animals but it was isolated enough for the initial dinosaur experiments before Sorna was up and running. Even to this day it still ran some dinosaur studies and experiments as it currently still housed a handful of herbivore species such as stegosaurus and protoceratops.
The dinosaur presence continued to fuel urban myths of a lost world unseen by most human eyes after some grainy photos had somehow surfaced of the stegos and styracosaurs travelling with a herd of elephants and giraffes. Security was considerably tightened after that, but the photos provided plenty of amusement for staff in the know.
"DRT 2 member report in," came the radio as it finally crackled to life.
"Yes, boss," said Sandra into it.
"I don't want to be the bearer of bad news, but if you're coming up the road there's a tyrannosaurus rex between us and you," said the Leader. Jake groaned and slowly brought the vehicle to a stop.
"Are you okay?" asked Sandra concerned.
"We're fine because we made it past the protective perimeter fence and we're now waiting for you," responded the Leader. Jake pulled up hard on his once more gloved hand and finally got the glove removed from the stick after much fighting and then got up and started rummaging around in the back of the jeep for something. He finally pulled a pair of binoculars out of a case covered in dilo venom and jogged up a small hill crest and got down on the ground and looked through them as Sandra got down beside him.
"Yeah, it's there," he confirmed as Sandra looked through her own pair. The animal was still just lazily walking down the road seemingly without a care in the world.
"How do we get past this?" asked Sandra curious. "We could set the jeep to go on its own but once the Rex tears it up or realizes it's a decoy then it'll quickly come after us."
Jake looked around as he weighed their options as well. It was open terrain which didn't afford many places to hide or sneak around. The Rex could reach full speed easily here and their weapons wouldn't do much to the thing before it got them first. He was going to wipe the sweat coming down his forehead due to all the heat when he had trouble lifting his hand and then noticed the dilophosaur goo was sticking the glove to the grass.
"Actually, using the jeep as a diversion may not be a bad idea," Jake figured looking back the jeep as an idea formed in his head.
"I don't follow," said Sandra confused. Jake showed her his venom covered glove.
"If the Rex goes after the jeep, I believe it will start chewing parts off of it thinking it is a live animal. But that jeep is covered with dilophosaur venom so…," he began as Sandra caught on.
"What do you think the effect will be of the ingested venom?" she asked.
"Well I don't know, but I think it's our best chance," Jake figured. "Ask the others."
Sandra relayed their situation.
"But are you okay?" asked Henry after hearing about dilo venom being all over the jeep.
"Yes, we're fine, but do you think it will work?" Jake needed to know.
"Beats me. Although considering what happened to that worker…," said Henry feeling sick to his stomach. The scientists ended up finding out the hard way about the dilophosaur and its venom sacks after a feeder ended up getting attacked though the fence from flying venom on Nublar. The doctors on staff had done their best to keep the man alive for as long as they could on Sorna and he was even carted out to a nearby villa with a clinic on Costa Rica, but it had ultimately been to no avail. The suffering the man had gone through during that time had resulted in Jake, Henry, and Gustavus creating a Do Not Ship List about dinosaurs they felt were too dangerous to be placed on Nublar, but the report had been summarily dismissed by Ludlow and Hammond. Hammond hadn't seen the suffering the man had gone through and Gennaro cooked up a story about an accident with workplace chemicals and a generous pay to the worker's family settled the whole thing.
"Yeah, just be glad you didn't also see what we saw earlier," commented Jake in reference to Nedry that he would explain later. "We'll chance it."
Jake and Sandra went back to the jeep and began setting it up.
"Man they got this thing better than I thought," Jake admitted as he looked at all the venom.
"They are fairly accurate with their attacks, which is why the best step in not falling prey to them is to simply avoid dilos at all cost," Sandra told him. Jake nodded his head and found the appropriate rock to place on the gas as Sandra tied up the wheel so the vehicle would stay on course.
"Here goes," she began as Jake hit the horn a couple of times and then dropped the weight. The jeep raced off away from them as the two tore off towards the fence running as fast as they could. As they ran over the nearest hill, they saw the Rex running after the jeep in the distance. The two kept running as the Rex slammed its head into the side of the jeep causing it to tip to one side but it keep moving. The two were about at the halfway point to the fence when the Rex succeeded in knocking the jeep over as it rolled over and over. The Rex subsequently took to repeatedly biting at the vehicle, but after a few moments it stopped and regarded it carefully.
Perhaps it triggered some memories of another potentially tasty treat it had encountered on a stormy night that had ended up tasting terrible. Or perhaps not, either way the animal lifted its head and began scanning the horizon and it finally spotted two dots moving across it. With an angry roar the animal gave pursuit.
Helipad: The rocking had finally stopped and Kevin looked out at the window where it saw the croc go back to its kill and dragged it into the waters below.
"Okay, it's done. Let's go," said Kevin as he forced open the door and both he and Jennifer emerged outside. They looked at the destruction to the shed and each counted themselves lucky that they'd survived such a vicious attack.
THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP
And then a powerful wind washed over with them as a shadow was cast on them from an object in the sky that was swooping down towards them.
The road: Jake and Sandra were running as fast as they could while the T-Rex bore down on them from behind.
"At least we can see the fence," Jake said, trying to make light of the situation.
"Oy, I'm too winded to laugh right now," responded Sandra as the ground shook with every footfall of the great beast. "And I don't think I'll be making it through this either."
"Don't say that, we'll both survive this," Jake insisted before taking a glance behind him. "But okay…"
"WHAT?" shouted Sandra astounded that he was now being so flippant about her impending doom. And then Jake skidded to a halt and turned to defiantly face the Rex as Sandra stumbled to a halt behind him. "Now what're you doing?"
"Testing a theory," Jake began out of options. "C'mon, girl, I know you remember me! It was Henry Wu, Gustavius Graves, John Hammond, Donald Gennaro and I who were present at your birth. You were the first dinosaur we ever made and I know you imprinted on us! You just have to remember because I know you won't hurt me."
The Rex slowed down, confused at the prey's refusal to flee any further and it slowly advanced on him.
"I've got some tranquilizer darts, maybe…," she began. Jake shook his head.
"Unless you've got something to take her down immediately, you'd only make her mad," the scientist responded as he walked towards the beast.
"I'd say you're mad as well, but not in the same way," Sandra felt like saying. Jake laughed at that.
"We'll see," he said. He was now in front of the Rex as Sandra trained her gun on it. Jake held up his hand up to the Rex's face high above him as it leaned down until they were face to body.
"C'mon, girl, I know you know me," Jake pleaded. The Rex opened its mouth slightly and then closed it as it sniffed the air. In Jake's mind it seemed to him that it was beginning to regard him differently before it let out a small roar and then its eyes rolled up into its sockets and the dinosaur collapsed to the ground.
Jake sighed as he walked up to the dinosaur that was clearly in pain as he placed his hand on the side of the beast's head.
"I'm sorry," he told her sympathetically. He then gave a saddened smile and then took a step back and walked back down the road, depressed.
"Do you think she recognized you?" Sandra asked.
"I guess we'll never know now," the scientist responded glumly. "She doesn't deserve this, she's just being herself."
"I know," Sandra agreed. "But you saw all the devastation and destruction caused on this island in the period of only a few days. We can't afford to let that happen on Sorna."
"No, we can't," Jake agreed, but beyond that he had no further answers to their current dilemma. If the dinosaurs weren't going to Nublar anytime soon, then they'd have to stay on Sorna. But if some accident befell Site B like it did Jurassic Park, the consequences would be even more disastrous given how many dinosaurs and personnel existed on that island.
"Well, we're finally here," said Sandra cutting into his thoughts. They had reached the gate to the fence and walked through it but the DRT Team, Henry and Timothy were not present.
"Must've gone on ahead," Jake figured and they continued walking. But when they reached the helipad there was no helicopter to be seen.
"Odd," said Jake looking around. He noticed the trail of blood leading to the water, but there was no wreckage.
"Do you think they left us?" asked Sandra refusing to panic at the blood trail.
"We last contacted Henry and his team fifteen minutes ago. If the copter wasn't there at that time, I don't see why they'd have had us risk our only mode of transportation to run over here," Jake answered as he scratched his head. "I also don't see any shell casings either for there to have been a firefight. Weird."
"Death from above?" asked Sandra pointing up.
"I don't think the pterodactyls escaped," Jake said dismissively.
THUMP THUMP THUMP
"On the other hand…," he began as shadows fell over them and they were buffeted by high winds. From the skies, two Huey Helicopters dropped down hard on and near the landing pad while armed guards emerged from both and swarmed the two who raised their hands in surrender.
"Dr. Whitacre, you're to come with us," said one of the guards.
"May I ask where?" asked the scientist. "And what's to become of my companion?"
"You are to be flown to San Diego for questioning," one of the guards answered still pointing an M-16 towards him.
"Not without an official order because otherwise I'd rather take my chances here with the dinosaurs," Jake told them pointedly. The guards tensed as if uncertain what to do next when a new figure emerged from the Huey.
"Gentlemen, this isn't really necessary," said the new arrival with a jovial attitude. "Dr. Whitacre is a much respected member of InGen and he should be treated as such."
Jake shook his head lightly and gave a brief smirk. "Hey, Ed, what's new?"
InGen's primary publicist, Ed Regis, approached with a hand extended that Jake shook.
"Just keeping the peace as I always do," he remarked jovially before looking around. "You know, I was actually supposed to be part of the tour Hammond was hosting here, but I came down with stomach flu and couldn't make it."
"Too much of Alejandro's cooking I'd expect," Jake remarked, always willing to make a joke at the chef's expense. Regis laughed at that.
"Probably, but it's so good. Anyway, Ludlow needs to question you and Henry and he wasn't sure what situation we'd be finding here on Nublar so he sent in the troops," Regis further explained. Jake sighed.
"Alright, but what about Sandra?" asked Jake nodding his head at his companion.
"She'll take the second Huey back to Sorna where the rest of the DRT Team along with Timothy, Kevin and Jennifer are currently headed," Regis further explained and then led Jake to one of the Hueys as Sandra went into the other. Jake sat down next to Henry who had a bemused expression on his face as the guards filed back in with Regis and then both helicopters lifted off headed to their respective destinations.
"We'll be fine, huh?" Henry had to ask.
"Can it," Jake declared grumpily.