Sorna: "Well that's just great!" said Gutierrez dismayed as he threw up his hands into the air. "Dinosaurs are loose on this island and nobody here seems concerned at all!"
"That's not true," said Sam calmly as he stared at Sheila's computer monitor. "I'm just not entirely worried about those two."
"Make that three now," Sheila observed as a third raptor went over the fence and raced after the other two. Gutierrez turned pale at that before he registered what Sam had said.
"What do you mean those three?" he asked confused as the videoscreen kept changing to track the raptors.
"That's just for show," said Sam waving off the monitor. "Those raptors deliberately staged that where the cameras could see them. What we didn't see was that somewhere else around their pen, several more were trying to escape and not be seen. Any luck yet, Sheila?"
"Not yet," the programmer said as she rapidly flipped from video image to video image on her screen. She then flipped back an image to what she was just looking at and then after a few moments staring at it, she nodded her head.
"Got 'em. We've got two running east down 17," she told her boss. Sam nodded.
"Let the teams know. Where's the trio headed?" he asked next. Sheila pulled up a map of Sorna and made some calculations.
"Same place as usual; the clinic," she informed him.
"Alright get me the clinic then," Sam requested before turning to the group. "As you can see, everything is perfectly under control."
Sorna Field Clinic: Roberta Carter pushed her way out of the front doors of the building as alarm sirens wailed all around her as she walked up to the front gates for the electrified fence surrounding the compound. Several vehicles raced in through the open gate doors including a water truck which skidded to a halt as the driver and the passenger leapt out of the cab and ran into the building not even bothering to close the vehicle doors behind them.
"What've we got?" she asked pointedly as another car raced past inside.
"It's all over the place," the worker responded listening to the radio chatter. "We've got some stragglers headed our way while still others are headed for the veterinary clinic or just hunkering down and hoping for the best."
"What about Medical Field Team 6?" Bobbie asked next as she wondered about the fate of a team she had sent out into the island to help with a small incident.
"They finished up and are now headed for Embryonics Administration unless you say otherwise," the worker remarked. Bobbie nodded her head approvingly.
"Good that's a lot closer than us," she stated. "Do we know what got out?"
"Not yet," the worker told her while listening to the radio ever more intently. "Wait, the Head of Operations on the horn for you."
Bobbie gratefully accepted the radio and spoke into it.
"Doctor Carter here," she said into it.
"Roberta, how are things on your end?" asked Sam using formality as well. Roberta looked at the worker who held up two fingers.
"We're awaiting two final transports and then we're sealing up," she told him.
"Well they'd better get there quick because you've got three raptors inbound and they'll be there in maybe seven or eight minutes," Sam informed her.
"When's our backup due?" the slightly worried Doctor said next.
"Another five or so," said Sam after a couple moments of checking. "I've got the rest of the teams trying to track the real problem. Not that yours isn't important as well."
"No, I understand completely," Roberta told him truthfully. Three raptors attacking this compound wasn't as big a danger as any untracked raptors were. "So what do you want us to do?"
A new vehicle raced into the compound and noisily came to a halt as the workers inside also quickly moved into the clinic.
"Close the main gate and then lock down the clinic," Sam ordered. "If you have to use your tranquilizer guns you have at your disposal, fine; but only do it as a last resort. We don't need any heroes who might unintentionally make things worse."
"And if things get really worse?" Roberta had to ask. Sam sighed.
"Then break out the small arms and hope for the best," he told her and then signed off to coordinate the efforts to recapture the raptors. That offered small comfort to Bobbie until she saw the final vehicle move into the compound.
"Alright seal it up and everybody inside the building now!" she ordered as she moved with the worker and a couple of others to close the double gates to the outside.
Nublar: Cassie stood there in stunned silence while Serena couldn't even get her thought processes to start working. Without a rational explanation, she simply went with the only idea she could think of.
"I was going to ask you the same thing," she said annoyed. "I followed the doors you opened but this isn't the bathroom!"
Tim was taken aback by that response. "W-what?" he said astounded. "But that's not-."
Samantha chuckled into her hand at hearing the conversation despite trying not to find it amusing.
"Oh, Tim, it could've happened to any of us under the circumstances. So what do you need to talk to me about?" the Board member asked instead.
"We've got problems back on Site B," he said as simply as he could without revealing more to those around them. Samantha immediately turned all business at that.
"Is this part of the reports on the energy cycling?" she asked. Tim nodded his head.
"Let's go," she agreed pointing to the door and then turned to Cassie. "You come with us and you keep doing what you were doing," she ordered of Serena. Serena silently and quickly nodded her head and continued packing the equipment as a speechless Cassie followed Tim and Samantha out of the room.
Gallimimus Gulley, Nublar: "Is this going to take much longer because we have things to do," said the leader of the reclamation team a little peeved that he had to sit around while two scientists worked on one of the dinosaur corpses.
"Then go do it," said Jake not really caring as he drew a blood sample from the body and then capped the syringe and unscrewed the needle. "We'll deal with this when we're done with it."
"I would but somehow I don't think the higher ups would approve of us leaving you two out here with a T-Rex and whatever else is running loose," the leader figured as his radio crackled to life. "This is Team Seven here."
"Team Seven where are you, you should've been at Grid A-12 by now," said the voice into it.
"Yes sir, but we've been delayed by two InGen scientists," said the leader before turning to look at the two. "Sorry, I didn't catch your names."
"I'm Henry Wu," said Jake Whitacre.
"And I'm Jake Whitacre," said Henry Wu as both silently chuckled to each other. The Leader gave them a dubious look before holding up the radio.
"Their names are Whitacre and Wu and they insist on carving up one of the dinosaur bodies," the leader continued as Henry took his surgical knife and split open the belly of the beast and blood, guts, and everything else onto the ground.
"Well leave them and move on because we're assigning a new team to watch over them until they're done," said the voice on the other end.
"Yes sir," said the leader pleased as they put the radio away. "Alright light 'em up; we're out of here."
A pair of workers in reflective fire protective gear appeared wielding a pair of flame throwers lit the pile of corpses on fire and smoke billowed up into the sunny and clear day.
"Later," said the leader as he and his team headed for their vehicles and soon were gone from sight. Jake and Henry watched them go before looking at their life's work currently up in flames and also being dissected at their hands.
"I suppose there's a message in here somewhere," Henry figured aloud. Jake nodded his head.
"Too bad we don't know what it is or have the time to find out," he pointed out and then returned his blood soaked gloves to the corpse. "What's the sex?"
Henry looked at his readings. "Female," he stated with a sigh of relief. "At least one thing has gone right today."
"Course we haven't found out if any of the eggs are fertilized yet," Jake had to mention as he thrust his hand deep into the innards of the dinosaur. "I wish Gerry were here, this sort of stuff is more his area than mine."
Henry was collecting skin and saliva samples of the dinosaur. "Yeah but we both agreed that it was better off leaving him in the dark about these things."
"I just hope he doesn't decide to force the issue and demand to know what's going on…or at least try and find out for himself," Jake feared as Henry nodded his head in agreement. The sounds of a motor were heard and the group turned to watch a Humvee slow to a halt and a team of armed workers emerged and headed over towards them.
"It never rains but it pours," Henry commented under his breath hoping they'd be left alone for the dissection. As soon as he said that, the sound of guns being cocked was heard.
"You have five minutes," said the second in command of the outfit. Jake and Henry looked at the man confused.
"Until what?" asked Henry at a loss.
"Until we dispose of that body like with the rest," said the second in command as the leader of the group nodded his head but otherwise said nothing. Jake instantly stood up at that as Henry did the same.
"If this is about your stupid schedule, you don't need to be here for this," he repeated angrily as he had to the previous team.
"And if it's about making sure the body is disposed, we'll do it," Henry also told the group. "We don't gain anything by seeing that it rots on this island."
"Five minutes," said the second in command once more, clearly unmoved by their statements. Jake rolled his eyes and nearly pinched his nose with his hand but realized it was still covered in gallimimus blood.
"Let's just get those eggs and be done with it," he grumbled finally, not really feeling up to the task of arguing with the workers. But as soon as he said that, all the workers stiffened.
"Now what?" demanded Henry peeved.
"No eggs!" the second in command stated angrily.
Field Clinic, Sorna: Bobbie Carter was sitting in the receptionists chair and typing away on her computer as the workers began herding everyone into the central surgery area which was the most heavily fortified room of the building.
"Okay, now go through submenu and then access the security doors setting," said Sheila over the radio.
"Got it," Bobbie told her. "Activate all doors?"
"Yeah," Sheila confirmed. Bobbie was given a box for her security clearance code and she typed it in and then a map of the building was shown and various graphics were seen closing indicating the door locks had been activated.
"Full closure," said Bobbie relieved that the doors were all closed and the locks all in working order. She reminded herself to thank maintenance if she go the chance.
"Good now hit the escape key and get back to the security menu," Sheila continued. "Then use the mouse to click on the windows option."
"Is the program for testing the fences still running?" Bobbie asked as she did so.
"No, it's finished. No more escapees for today," said Sheila relieved.
Bobbie got to the options she needed to and then activated it with her clearance code.
"Shit," she said when she saw the resulting readouts of the windows. "We've had a couple of burnouts."
"Where?" asked Sam cutting in. Bobbie looked at the readout.
"Couple skylights and a second story window," she reported.
"I wouldn't worry about it because-,"
ROOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRRRRR
A loud velociraptor roar shattered the tense quiet in the room as everyone's head snapped up to look out the front doors.
"Move it!" shouted Bobbie immediately as the remaining workers headed for the back. The group then paused at a locked storage cabinet as she fumbled with her keys and finally opened the lock and pulled open the doors. Inside were several tranquilizer rifles that she handed them to some of the workers.
"Remember, last resort only," she reminded them forcefully as each worker nodded their heads and grabbed a box of tranquilizers and headed towards the surgical bay. After the workers were gone, she looked at the empty cabinet once more and sighed heavily before taking her keycard and swiping it in a hidden reader. An instant later a lock was heard opening and Bobbie pulled open a pair of hidden doors at the back of the cabinet to reveal several rifles with bullets resting on a shelf above them.
"I hate these things," the Doctor muttered softly to herself before pulling one of the rifles out and loading some shells into it. She then cocked the gun and closed all the cabinet doors and took one look out the front glass doors where the raptors could be seen advancing on the compound. Quickly blowing a stray strand of her off of her face, Bobbie retreated deeper into the building.
San Jose, Costa Rica: John Brown sat in the office of the Head of Fish and Game waiting for the arrival of the Cabinet Minister he was supposed to speak with. But the Minister was late and John was impatiently checking his watch for the umpteenth time wanting to get the information he needed and then get out of there.
And then a door heard opening got his attention and he stood up and saw the Minister enter into the room.
"Ah, Senor Brown, how nice to meet you again," said the Minister offering his hand. John shook it and then was gestured towards taking an empty seat as the Minister sat behind his desk. "I apologize for my lateness, but some meetings just tend to run long."
John nodded his head amicably as he reached into his briefcase for a file and then put it on the Minister's desk.
"Then I won't waste your time any more than necessary," the Pacific Pharmaceuticals Executive answered. "I hear you've got a rather interesting new interesting set of species turning up in your country. Well, maybe 'new' isn't the best word to put it since they were around long ago."
The Minister shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I'm afraid I don't know what you're getting at."
John leaned forward conspiratorially. "I think you do. And if you have any doubts, I'm sure that folder will answer them."
The Minister reluctantly opened it and looked at the pictures inside and finally a small map with numerous dots along the western coast.
"Now do you want to talk?" asked John pointedly as he clasped his hands in front of himself. The Minister sighed heavily and picked up his phone.
"Cancel any afternoon appointments, I'll be busy for the rest of the day," the Minister said into the receiver and then hung it up. The Minister then stared at John Brown thoughtfully.
"You realize I cannot say much given NDAs," the Minister began. John nodded his head at the mention of Non-Disclosure Agreements which forbade speaking on certain subjects.
"You also realize what you are getting yourself into by asking about this," the Minister continued. John again nodded his head.
"I don't have any choice," he revealed cryptically.
The Minister gave a saddened smile at that. "Neither did I all those years ago as a simple Deputy Minister who was tasked with finding out why a remote village in the jungle was no longer in contact with the rest of the outside world and whether it was related to the appearance of a new life form that had never been seen in our jungles before by human eyes…"
Nublar: Tim, Samantha, and Cassie reentered into the Control Room and walked past the rows of technicians still hard at work. As they got to the front of the room, Tim got up on an empty table and pulled out a whistle and blew on it getting the room's attention.
"Listen up everybody," Tim told the group. "You've all been working hard since we've gotten here and I appreciate that. But right now something's come up that I need to deal with alone in here. So you all can take a break, go to the kitchen and see what's been whipped up and then after you're done eating, an escort will take you back to the lodge. I don't know if you'll be returning for the day or not but just take some time to relax. You're all dismissed."
The technicians looked at each uncertainly before shrugging their concerns off and gathering their things and filtering towards the exit door that was opened for them by an armed guard. Cassie felt a wave of relief wash over her as she was just being brought back to the others in order to leave together. Unseen behind her, Ed James watched the two suspiciously before he too left the room. But before he left, he swept his things over a nearby printer and in a fluid motion tore off what had been printed and then continued out of the room with a now smug look on his face. Cassie then began heading towards the exit as well.
"Not you," said Tim getting off the chair and walking up to her. "You're staying here."
"But I was just-," Cassie protested anew before Tim held up his hand to silence her.
"How you wound up in the science bay I don't really care about right now," he told her bluntly. "What matters is that I've seen what you've been up to and your programming and decryption skills are clearly on a level above the average techies here."
Cassie was a little taken aback by his admission. "I'm just doing the same thing as everyone else."
"Maybe," Tim conceded with a slightly tip of his head. "But the way you're going about it makes me think you're holding back what you're really capable of. That's why I need you here, to keep manning the secondary console for right now."
"So now you trust me?" Cassie felt she had to say in genuine disbelief. "What's with you?"
"Desperate times," said Tim grimly. "If you'd please?"
"Fine," Cassie huffed as she headed over to the computer where she had already been sitting. She then pulled out her laptop computer and plugged it back in and fired it up and then started typing away.
"Sheila, we're patching in now," said Tim into his microphone. As soon as he heard that, Cassie immediately stopped typing as her blood went cold for the second time in less than a half-hour.
"Ummm, who's we?" asked Sheila confused since she wasn't patched in to view the Control Room.
"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce my helper here," said Tim apologetically. "Sheila Matula, meet Cassie Alutam."
Two hearts in unison on two different islands suddenly dropped.
Gallimimus Gulley, Nublar: "What do you mean no eggs?" asked Jake. "The damn things are infertile!"
"No eggs!" the second in command ordered forcefully. "We've been ordered to immediately dispose of any we come across."
"There were no orders like that in the directives," Henry disagreed. He and Jake had read Nicole's plan during the trip over so they would know where they stood with what was going on here.
"Yes there is," the second in command insisted. "Directive 17."
Jake and Henry were baffled by that statement.
"There's no Directive 17," they both stated in unison.
"Then that's your problem," said the second in command unsympathetically. "Now step away from the carcass because your five minutes are up."
Jake's eyes took on a dangerous glint and Henry immediately noticed it.
"This isn't worth it," he whispered to his friend in an attempt to calm him down. "We'll get our answers some other way."
Jake stared at the second in command before turning his attention to the leader of the group who so far had yet to say a single word. And then his stare broke and he looked at Henry with a sideways smirk.
"Of course we will," he said agreeably and clapped his friend on the shoulder before bending down to pack up his things. "C'mon, let's go."
As Jake headed for the jeep, Henry felt even more concerned with Jake's sudden attitude shift than if he had come to blows with the team. As he followed Jake to their vehicle, the team behind them picked up the gallimimus and tossed it onto the pyre with the rest.
"Jake, Henry, where are you?" came Samantha's voice over the radio of their jeep. Jake motioned to Henry to take the radio as he went to the back of the jeep and laid the case in the back as Henry had to silently remind himself that he was still wearing the rubber gloves with dinosaur blood on them. He pulled both the gloves off and tossed them into a hazards container and then sealed it before grabbing the radio.
"What's going on, Ms. Brown?" he asked into it.
"Where are you and what are you two up to?" Samantha asked. Henry looked at the team of workers who still had their weapons at their sides making sure that the gallimimus went up in flames.
"Oh the usual, getting in trouble by just trying to do our jobs," he remarked wryly. "Anyway, what's up?"
"I need you two boys back at base, Sorna's having some 'technical difficulties'," Samantha let them know. Henry gave a knowing glance at Jake who groaned as he continued securing what was in the case.
"They never give up," he fumed. And then his expression immediately turned to dread as the blood samples began rippling in their containers at regular intervals. Jake immediately rushed through his work and then slammed the case closed and locked it.
"On our-," began Henry when Jake grabbed the radio from him.
"We're going to be delayed; something's come up," he quickly said into it. The sound of muffled thuds was now audible.
"Oh that's just great!" said Henry exasperated as he threw up his hands in defeat. The team of workers instantly began hurriedly checking and loading their weapons and then began fanning out.
"What is it?" demanded Samantha concerned. "What's going on?"
The ground was now shaking and the jeeps rocking slightly as well.
"Not much," said Jake nonchalantly as he looked down the crest of the hill they were on as a flock of birds suddenly took flight from a row of trees on the other side of the plain. "Except that we found the T-Rex."
The Tyrannosaurus Rex went racing out of the trees bearing down on them with mouth wide open and teeth glistening in the sunlight.
Field Clinic, Isla Sorna: "Ah, hell," said Sam over the radio about something that Bobbie and the others couldn't see since they were all huddled in the surgical bay.
"What is it?" Bobbie asked, desperately needing to know what was going on outside.
"Those raptors can jump farther than we realized," Sam told her. "They just leapt from one of the trees onto one of the fence posts and now are inside the compound."
Panic was visible on the faces of the unarmed workers as the armed workers scattered towards the doors into the bay and looked out to spot any shadows.
"Everybody get down below the window line," Bobbie ordered to the unarmed workers who scattered to do as she said. "How many crossed over?"
"Two," Sam confirmed. "The third's outside on lookout."
"And how long before our backup arrives?" asked Bobbie next a little afraid of the answer as she took out her rifle on her lap.
"Still on its way," said Sam apologetically. "They had to do a quick spot check of Deinonychosaur fences first."
"Why?" asked a voice on Sam's end that sounded like Richard Levine.
"To make sure the group hadn't eaten through them since they're too big to go over the fences," Sam explained to him. A squabble of voices broke out over that with Martin Gutierrez leading the charge, very upset by that statement.
"Get them out of here," Sam said to someone, probably Lori, as the voices then grew fainter. "Doctor Carter, we will get you your backup, I promise."
"I know; I just I wish Muldoon were here," Bobbie said wistfully. Sam nodded his head glumly, knowing that she couldn't see it.
"Things have gotten a little crazy since Jurassic Park but things will get better, I promise," Sam swore. "We won't let them win, not now not ever."
THUD THUD THUD
The Raptors were now throwing themselves against the front doors as thuds were heard. As if that wasn't bad enough, the lights were beginning to periodically dim as the Raptors took the full brunt of the electrical shocks coming from the front doors' defenses.
"I swear to fulfill, to the best of my ability and judgment, this covenant," Bobbie recited to herself as she fearfully clutched the rifle closer to her body while still huddling on the floor with the rest of her coworkers. The thuds continued to get louder and louder and to some it almost seemed like the whole building was shaking from the impacts.
Indigo: Daniela St. Ives sat in her office reading the plans of how the staffs of Indigo and Sorna were to be combined as she also tried to listen to radio chatter about what was going with Site B. While she was concerned for the safety of Bobbie and the others on the island, this was hardly the first time the Raptors had escaped and she doubted it would be the last.
In the meantime, she had a lot on her mind not just from the logistics involved in making the customs process go smoothly without the infrastructure but because she'd also have to be dealing with Lori, Nicole and her team to see it go smoothly. While she was good friends with Lori, working with Nicole was sometimes like pulling teeth and this wasn't something she could just assign to Nicole's team and leave it alone, she had to work face to face on the issue.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
"What is it?" asked Daniela as she pressed the speak button on her intercom.
"Call from San Diego for you on Line 1," her secretary explained.
"I'll take it," Daniela confirmed as she reached for her phone.
"I think they're going to break through the doors," she heard Ed Regis say over the radio.
"Sheila, Cassie, Tim, I need options now," Samantha demanded. That statement caused Daniela to briefly pause before dialing in the retrieve call option on her phone. She didn't know a Cassie who worked for any of the islands but an old conversation she had had with Sheila came back to her mind about Sheila mentioning offhand of having a sister with that name.
"Probably just coincidence," Daniela figured before picking up the call. "This is Daniela St. Ives of InGen Bioengineering; how can I help you?"
"I thought you asked me to call you Daniela," said the amused voice on the other end. Daniela chuckled briefly at that as she grabbed her water and took a gulp of it.
"Hello, Kelly, how are you doing today?" asked the head of Indigo.
"Fine, just another day taking summer classes," said the teenaged voice on the other hand with just a slight hint of annoyance.
"I know how it is," Daniela sympathized. "I had to take summer classes and do other odd jobs to get scholarships and cash to pay for college. It'll all pay off someday; I promise."
"Thanks," said Kelly appreciative of Daniela's support.
"Did you get my fax?" asked Daniela next, shifting to business.
"You betcha. That's why I'm calling," Kelly confirmed as the rustle of paper was heard, apparently from the fax.
"You think you can pull it off?" asked Daniela not going into any details in case someone somewhere was recording this conversation. Sending the fax had been dangerous enough, but she needed answers to the questions that were plaguing here about the event surrounding the Jurassic Park Incident.
"Of course," said Kelly confidently. "Or I can con Arby into helping. But yeah, I'll be fine."
"Okay, but if things get hot then just cut and run," Daniela advised. "I'll understand."
"No problemo boss lady!" said Kelly with enthusiasm as Daniela chuckled briefly to herself at the infectious attitude of the younger woman.
"I told you to call me Daniela," the head of Indigo said wryly. "Alright, get going. I'll see you in a week or so."
Kelly gave her goodbyes and then the line went dead. Daniela smiled one last time before her expression turned half-hearted as she once more had to return her attention to the timeline of merging the staff of the two islands.
"Shit, they're about to break through the doors!" shouted Sheila distraught. Daniela immediately stared at her radio with dread on her face before snatching it from the desk and immediately racing out of her office.
Isla Sorna, Field Clinic: The front doors of the clinic smashed open and two raptors advanced cautiously into the main lobby. The two sniffed the air for several moments before looking at each other and growling briefly before one turned their head to their compatriot still outside the fence and roared to it as well. The third raptor then made a beeline for the nearest tree line as the two in the clinic advanced farther in with claws fully extended.