Isla Indigo: The Anne B. settled to a halt in its berth at the docks inside of a large warehouse building and then lowered its ramps for offloading passengers and cargo. Immediately off the ramp rushed Jake and Henry with their duffel bags and breathed a sigh of relief once they hit terra firma.

"Once again we have cheated death aboard that death trap," Jake stated heroically. Henry nodded his head.

"We live to fight another day," he declared as well and sharply nodded his head. The two both breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to the customs area.

"Seasick?" asked the customs official with a raised eyebrow. Jake and Henry shook their heads.

"Not exactly, more that we don't trust that rickety old crate to not sink on us," Henry answered. The Anne B. was definitely an older boat and had various pieces of rust on her, but otherwise was reliable by InGen standards.

"I for one can't wait for the SS Venture to finally be operational," Jake remarked. The SS Venture was a custom designed boat that was currently being built and was actually designed for the purpose of ferrying dinosaurs and supplies from island to island. She would replace the Anne B. which was scheduled to be decommissioned and her crew transferred over. But now that Jurassic Park's future was uncertain, it finally dawned on Henry and Jake with that remark that they had no idea what would become of the craft...or of the supplies she was supposed to be eventually ferrying.

All the more reason they needed to hold this meeting with Daniella, Sam and Lori.

"Okay, open 'em up," said the customs official as Jake and Henry popped open their duffel bags and the customs workers began going through each item.

"I swear the security here is work than San Diego International Airport," Jake complained lightly to Henry. But they'd been through this process every time they brought something back with them and they both recognized the importance of the customs process. Yet both wondered if Nedry had succeeded in getting embryos off the island, would customs have found them before they made it to the mainland? They didn't know and doubted they ever would.

"Something interesting about the cans of shaving cream?" asked Henry curious as both the customs agents were giving the cans they had brought quite the going over.

"We've been told to carefully observe all shaving cans and if necessary confiscate them," one of the workers replied simply. Jake and Henry were confused by that.

"Since when?" they asked.

"New policy," the workers responded continuing to examine the cans. Jake wasn't happy about that.

"Well if this is an excuse to buy the ridiculously expensive Jurassic Park branded shaving cream, you can forget it," he responded crossing his arms. "But I'll be darned if I'm going to be caught sporting a beard."

"Oh, I don't know," said a new voice from behind them. "Some women might find a beard to be…sexy."

Jake broke down into laughter at that without turning around.

"Danno, what's happening?" he said as he turned around and slapped hands with Daniela St. Ives who shook her head at his standard greeting.

"One of these days I'm going to sue you for sexual harassment and that's what'll be happening," she promised lightly. Jake looked thoughtful at that.

"Nothing gets my heart pumping more than the thought of you and the promise of litigation," he swore. Daniela rolled her eyes at that.

"Always the shameless flirt," she acknowledged, although she always enjoyed their tug of war banter. "Hey Henry, what's new?"

"Shaving cream, apparently," the scientist figured as the cans were being run under an x-ray machine, while the rest of their stuff was being cataloged into the computer. "Is this really necessary?"

"Just following orders," she told them. Around the rest of the warehouse, other personnel were having their stuff checked as cargo was being unloaded and thoroughly checked by personnel while still others were combing the boat from stem to stern as they always did.

"You offloading the Nublar cargo?" asked Jake curious. Daniela nodded her head.

"Anybody ask why?" Henry inquired. Behind them their stuff was being given one final check before being zipped up inside the bags.

"No, but they know," Daniela answered. By now everyone knew the tour on Jurassic Park had fallen apart and the island now completely uninhabited by humans even though there had been no official word on the subject.

"Well at least we'll have surplus supplies if they suddenly decide to stop coming," Jake remarked. All of them knew that the supplies currently coming in had already been paid for well before Jurassic Park went under. But now that it had, they wondered how much longer InGen would continue to drain its funds for a project that for all intents and purposes had gone bust. Conservation of supplies was one of the many topics that were on the agenda for later.

"They good to go?" asked Daniela of the team.

"Just need to be frisked," the customs official responded. Jake got a mischievous glint in his at that.

"Do you want to do the honors, my dear? You know nothing gets my heart beating more than the thought of you and…," began the scientist when Daniela cut him off.

"You keep this up and I'll authorize a full cavity search," the leader of Indigo threatened with an evil grin on her face.

That shut Jake up as Henry laughed and laughed.

San Diego: Richard Levine was happily on the phone with Martin Gutierrez.

"We did it Marty, I can't believe it!" said Levine ecstatic. "After all that work and constant pestering and it finally paid off! We're going to see live dinosaurs in their natural habitat…more or less."

"I agree," said Gutierrez also pleased, although more reserved in tone. "I'll need plenty of data on them to prevent further incidents in Costa Rica should the animals ever escape."

"Oh you think too small," said Levine dismissively. "With the data we collect, we can easily frame the debate on dinosaur behavior from now until forever. I'll be the premiere scientist in my field!"

"Perhaps," replied Gutierrez, not really caring about fame and fortune. "So when do we make our inspection tour?"

"Oh, not until the end of the month," Levine answered while yawning. "I've got to get my things together and prep my student assistants on what to expect. Plus I have to convince Thorne to come along. Apparently he'd be happy to go if he could field test some of his new equipment, but evidently coming along to test another company's stuff is somehow not worth his time. Never mind that InGen is paying us a bundle to go and check this island out."

"Well, good luck with that," responded Gutierrez amused at that prospect. "I'll see you here in a few weeks."

Levine signed off and Gutierrez hung up the phone before looking down at his desk that was covered in black and white glossy photos of the deinonychosaurs that had ripped an entire rural Costa Rican village to pieces in a matter of moments. He then looked apprehensively at a new addition to his collection of information on the attack, a lone VHS tape. The tape had cost him an arm and a leg to acquire from his sources inside of the Costa Rican government, but on it was supposed to be the only video footage of both the attack and the aftermath. This was only a copy of the original master tape, but it was still hard evidence about what had happened. With a bit of hesitancy, he took the tape and placed it in his VCR and pressed play.

The first image that appeared was a warning that the following video was deemed classified by the Costa Rican Government and any unauthorized viewing would be met with severe punishment. Another image appeared displaying the words: Incident A-1 along with a date of 4/9/91 and the location where the incident occurred.

The video then turned to static and then after the static cleared from the screen, an image appeared that was a little distorted and he adjusted the tracking and the image became a little clearer. The image greeting him was of a village seemingly like any other with a group of wooden huts aligned on either side of a singular road leading off into the jungle. Children ran around the village playing as other adults mingled amongst each other. The person recording the tape was having a conversation with someone being filmed about strange noises coming from the jungle the night before. It was a little hard to make out as the audio was a little distorted and they were speaking in a dialect of Spanish that Gutierrez wasn't entirely familiar with.

And then shouts were heard and the camera refocused on a group of villagers pointing into the jungle at something unseen. And then a bone chilling roar was heard and two blurs raced across the village from the jungle going after the villagers. The cameraman tried to track them and then a shadow of one of the huts was seen on the ground below and then an object leapt atop it, castings its own shadow as well. The cameraman spun the camera around and then focused on the object. It was difficult to make out as the sun was shining down heavily from behind the creature, but it had was bipedal in nature and it looked around at the village below before noticing the person filming the footage and roared once more before leaping straight at the screen and revealing its image to be a deinonychosaur.

Gutierrez stumbled out of his chair to try and get away, he had been so engrossed in the footage before the camera went flying and the resulting sounds were too sickening to describe as the camera continued filming from an awkward angle. An explosion was soon heard and flames engulfed the village as people and dinosaurs ran everywhere. Gutierrez was beginning to turn green from the things he saw or imagined that he saw in the footage as chaos continued to ensue for several minutes, but he was too horrified to turn away.

POP…POP…POP

Shots were then heard firing and two of the dinosaurs dropped and the third tried to run for the safety of the trees as four figures raced across the road and past the camera and fired their tranquilizer guns and downed the thing. The four figures then turned and examined the village around them with a mixture of emotions before one of them took out a radio and began speaking into it as the others fanned out looking for survivors. Their voices were nearly impossible to make out, much less who they were, but Gutierrez swore Drs. Henry Wu and Jake Whitacre were among them.

And then a thumping sound was heard as a cargo helicopter came in from above kicking up dirt and debris and also helping to put out some of the flames. From the vehicle a team rushed out with slings and loaded the dinosaurs onto them and then it quickly took off back out of sight leaving only one person behind in a business suit who spoke calmly with the four team members before the sounds of heavy engines were heard. The four members turned to watch as out of the side of the camera, several army vehicles could be seen coming to a halt as troops disembarked and fanned out over the area. One of them noticed the camera and picked it up and instantly the image shut off.

After a few moments of darkness, a new video image appeared of troops in the back of an uncovered military transport as someone was documenting their mission. The camera then panned up and focused on smoke rising high above the trees, evidently from the village on the previous sequence. After a few more minutes, the vehicles came to a halt and the troops piled out and the video now showed long panning shots of the destroyed village and the ensuing carnage. Gutierrez turned even more green at the images of bloody bodies strewn across the street and surrounding areas from ages ranging from the elderly to the very young. It was sickening to watch and even the soldiers seemed a little surprised by what they found.

And then the camera turned to the five individuals who seemed out of place with the devastation, especially as one of them was wearing a very sharp business suit. The man in the business suit was having a heated argument with who was clearly Henry Wu and Jake Whitacre over something called A-1 before noticing the troops were approaching and the general leading them walked up and exchanged words with the person in the business suit. Gutierrez scribbled down what words he could hear including InGen, Nublar, Costa Rica's Department of Health and Safety, and a desire to contact a high ranking official in the government. The General reluctantly picked up his radio and spoke into it and was surprised with the response he got and immediately motioned for the camera to be shut off as a pair of soldiers began dousing the area with flamethrowers.

Another image appeared, once again displaying the words: Incident A-1 along with a date of 4/9/91 and now with the words CASE CLOSED. And then tape shut off.

Martin Gutierrez leaned back in his chair in utter disbelief over what he had just seen. He had wanted a smoking gun to use against InGen for a long over what had happened, but after what he had just witnessed, he was now no longer sure what to do. The images he had seen were much more unsettling than the pictures and reports he had acquired over the past two years and he now felt physically ill. He could only wonder how Jake Whitacre and Henry Wu felt having seen the destruction in person and what they felt each time he bothered them over the incident.

All Gutierrez knew now was one thing. Those dinosaurs could not be allowed to escape their islands and make their way to the mainland.

San Diego, InGen Waterfront Complex: Peter Ludlow and the Ingen board of directors were listening to a droning report from their treasurer about InGen's current financial situation.

"This is all fine, but how are we going to stay afloat now that Jurassic Park is no more?" asked Ludlow concerned.

"So the Jurassic Park Project is now officially considered a loss?" asked Samantha Matthis, another board member. Ludlow nodded his head.

"With investors pulling out, we'll never be able to fully fund repairing the island. Besides, with the negative publicity that the survivors would likely spill if we did get the island working again, the negative publicity would have made our efforts useless," he commented.

"Could we reactivate Jurassic Park San Diego?" asked another board member. Ludlow shrugged.

"Perhaps in a few years when any talk of what happened at Jurassic Park is just a memory," he admitted. "But none of that is important right now. What is important is finding a way to minimize our continued losses due to the Dinosaur Revivification Project."

"Well I think we can no longer afford to be running two separate islands," said the Treasurer in reference to Indigo and Sorna. "Condensing our operations to just Site B is more feasible now that we no longer have to worry about sending supplies from Indigo to two different islands. Customs checks can be done at Sorna once they've finished receiving cargo originally bound for Nublar."

"Speaking of cargo, I'm assuming we're going to immediately look over all existing contracts and cancelling most of them," the Treasurer remarked. "That leaves the question as to how long Sorna can survive with the supplies currently on hand or about to be shipped to them."

"I don't know, but I can certainly find out," Samantha remarked as she began checking her notes. Supplies and supply chain management was her particular division.

"Which leads to another cost saving measure, layoffs," said the HR Director finally bringing up the one thought on everyone's minds in the room. "Jurassic Park is no more and that means all employees only scheduled to work there should be immediately terminated. The rest we'll have to review on a regular basis and make decisions accordingly."

"No," said Ludlow surprising them with that response. "We can let go of all personnel who have yet to make it to any of the islands, but I need everyone else to stay employed until I can find out whether or not Nedry had any accomplices. Merging the island staff I have no issues with, but nothing else until the investigation is complete."

"Agreed," said Samantha in complete approval as she finished going through her notes. "Well based on what I have before me, Indigo could last six months to a year with the supplies it currently has. And Sorna…three months."

"Three months?" commented Ludlow at a loss. "What is the majority of that money being spent on?"

"Fuel, primarily," Samantha answered. "That's for the vehicles and power station."

Ludlow blinked at that. "I thought the island was supposed to run on geothermal power that didn't need replenishing. I remember it cost a large amount of funds to get the plant built and operational."

"That's true," Samantha conceded. "But as the island facilities and need for electrified fences grew, it required a larger power output than what was being provided by the geothermal vents. The island was never meant to house as many dinosaurs as it does now, but when Jurassic Park San Diego was abandoned and Nublar took longer to build than anticipated, the need for more fences just piled up. Nublar has the geothermal power to house all the dinosaurs and once they were transferred, the need for fuel on Sorna would've been dramatically reduced. But now…"

"I get the picture," Ludlow groaned. "Tell them they're going to have to learn to stretch what supplies they have for now because we can't guarantee when they'll be replenished."

"Umm…okay," said Samantha a little unsure how to respond to that. She'd done everything already to limit Sorna's fuel consumption, but to limit it even further would require her to once more go back to the drawing board. She was also going to need to have a long chat with the top personnel of Indigo and Sorna when the HR Director went down there to explain the new changes. As Ludlow decided to postpone any further talks about budgets and instead focus on how they were going to explain the loss of Jurassic Park to the shareholders, Samantha secretly wondered if the heads of the two islands suspected what was coming.

Indigo: Beyond just being a customs checkpoint for Sorna and Nublar, Isla Indigo was also meant to serve as a greeting point for all tourists heading for Jurassic Park. As such, it contained its own fully functioning Visitors Center that looked very similar to the one on Nublar. Lead scientists Jake Whitacre and Henry Wu; Sam Stone, Head of Isla Sorna; Lori Ruso, Head of Production on Sorna and second on the chain of command for Sorna; and Daniela St. Ives, Head of Isla Indigo; were in the conference room of that Center all sitting around the table each having small chats with each to discuss what their futures held.

"Shaving cans…I suppose it's possible to house an embryo storage unit inside of one," Henry mused with Jake.

"Yeah, but it couldn't contain much coolant and especially not if it could also produce shaving cream," Jake responded, also thoughtful.

"Well it wouldn't need to. All it would need would be to survive the boat trip out, time on Nublar waiting for Nedry to act, and then the boat trip back. Sixteen hours round trip plus Nedry being on the island for at least twelve hours and that'd put you close to thirty. As I recall, when the tech guys were coming up with portable freezers for transporting the embryos, the smallest model could potentially have lasted 35, 36 hours," Henry remembered before consulting his watch. "Course, that time period is long past now."

"True, but that doesn't mean they didn't get off the island," Jake responded and then upon noticing a look from Daniela who had been silently listening to their conversation, he held up his hands in surrender. "I don't mean that in a bad way. You've trained your people well, but if whomever hired Nedry was willing to make a shaving cream can that could smuggle out embryos, then they probably also had a plan for making sure that can was never found by customs going out."

Daniela sighed at that and nodded her head as she rubbed her eyelids. "No, you're absolutely right. But I'm just not sure what we could've done differently."

"Sometimes you can do everything right and still lose," Henry quoted. Daniella nodded her head.

"Sage advice, who said it?" she asked curious. "Ghandi, Sartre?"

Henry had a big smile on his face. "It was Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the USS Enterprise."

Daniela chuckled at that, Henry's advice had helped raise her spirits in more than ways than one. She then straightened up and looked down the table at the rest who had finished their side conversations and looked at her expectantly. She had never tried to assume command over the functions of the trio of islands, but since she was the focal point for all things coming and going from the islands it had sort of informally developed that the others often defaulted to her wisdom. Except during the incident at Jurassic Park, that had completely escaped her notice until Sam was calling to tell her about losing contact with the island. She had been at a complete loss and for the first time in a long time, uncertain what to do.

But the others had picked up the slack and gone and investigated the island and she was ready to once more assume her role as the de facto leader of this oddball group.

"Alright, let's get started," she began. "Here's what we know so far, Jurassic Park is no more. That means InGen is going to be making some hard choices about these islands in the coming weeks. The question is what are they planning and what are we going to do about it in the meantime?"

The others looked at her expectantly as she leaned forward conspiratorially.

"Make no mistake, the Board of Directors might think they know what goes on with these islands, but they have no idea. Hammond knows and Ludlow thinks he knows, but not once have any of the other members of the board visited any of these islands. Because of that, in the coming weeks it'll be use versus them and I have to side with us," she swore. "Isla Nublar became a lost world and people died. I won't see the same fate befall Isla Sorna."

"None of us will," Sam agreed and everyone in the room nodded their heads in approval. They had a lot of work to ahead.

A/N: Lori Ruso being Head of Production on Isla Sorna is actually from The Lost World Novel. She is briefly mentioned on a document found in the abandoned production facilities. A couple chapters back, Henry and Jake wanted George Baselton to investigate their island is a reference to InGen hiring him to write a report on the non-existence of Jurassic Park that was again a brief mention in The Lost World novel.

Also, her name escapes me at the moment, but I plan on writing more about Isla Sorna's resident MD mentioned in passing in Chapter 2. Her name came from the Jurassic Park novelization as she was the doctor on a remote Costa Rica villa where the worker injured by the Raptor was brought. To mildly spoil, I'm also planning on making her origin more in line with the novel except instead of a worker being brought with Raptor injuries to her, instead she received the worker poisoned by the Dilophosaurs in Chapter 4 of this story and InGen hired her after she kept making inquiries on the incident.

Oh and Jess being Harding's daughter is from the new Jurassic Park game by Telltale Games. So if you want to hear more about her and her father's story on Nublar, go play the episodic series coming out by them. Sarah also being Harding's daughter is out of the TLW novelization. I also plan on Harding reappearing in this story next chapter. Maybe Jess will too, I haven't decided.