Hey, came up with a Post-JW "bonus" scene this morning and thought I'd share. It assumes JW happened exactly as the movie showed.

Thanks to Elise-Collier for beta-ing and being the never-ending morale booster that she is.

Bonus Scene

"Wait, go back," Claire was peering over her sister's shoulder, looking down at Karen's phone. Karen was looking for a specific app, and had been flicking from screen to screen.

"What?" Karen asked, pausing her actions.

"Was that…?" Claire pulled Karen's phone from her hands, swiping across the screen herself to check what she'd saw. "You're on Tinder?!"

"I am divorced," Karen said defensively, before pulling away from Claire and looking at her in surprise. "Wait? How do you know Tinder?"

"Everyone does," Claire tried to shrug it off, shoving Karen's phone back at her, before turning back to the clothes display behind her. The two of them were enjoying an afternoon of shopping at the local mall. It had been almost six months since the Jurassic World incident, and Owen and Claire were in Madison for a visit with Karen and the boys. Claire was enjoying the fact that people there didn't seem to know who she was. It was nice not being hounded and followed by reporters and gawkers.

"Everyone does not," Karen disagreed. "And you have never been like everyone. C'mon, what gives?" Karen prodded, following as Claire moved about the shop, trying to get away from her sister.

"This would look good on you," Claire said, holding a shirt up, looking between it and Karen critically.

"Stop distracting me," Karen said, although she took the shirt and added it to the collection she had to try on. "You know… you being this reluctant to say anything is making me think… No way! Claire?! You used Tinder?"

"Shh!" Claire clasped a hand across Karen's mouth, hushing her sister. "The world doesn't need to know."

"Seriously? You?"

"For like 2 minutes," Claire huffed. "It wasn't my finest moment."

"Oh?" Karen looked even more intrigued.

"Why do you have it?" Claire tried to direct the conversation back to Karen.

"Like I said, I'm divorced," Karen shrugged. "Do you know how hard it is to find people at my age? Besides, I figure I deserve a little fun. Now you, on the other hand..."

"Just drop it," Claire sighed, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Fine," Karen let the topic fall aside for the moment.

However, she couldn't let it go completely, and as they were wandering their way down the mall towards the food court to meet up with Owen and the boys, the topic came up again.

"Okay, the suspense is killing me," Karen said. "What's the story with Tinder?"

"There's no story," Claire replied, scanning the crowd around them, looking for Owen.

"Of course there's a story," Karen shook her head. "You wouldn't be nearly this defensive if there wasn't." Karen copied Claire's action, also looking for the others. "Oh, don't tell me – you mixed up swipe right and swipe left. There's nothing to be embarrassed about there, everyone does it."

"I know my lefts and rights," Claire rolled her eyes at her sister.

"Why won't you just tell me?" Karen begged.

"Tell you what?" The two turned around at the interruption, finding Owen and the boys had come up behind them. Owen stepped up beside Claire, sliding his arm around her waist, looking at Karen questioningly.

"She won't tell me what happened when she used–" Karen started.

"Karen!" Claire cut her off, her gaze meaningfully falling to her nephews, who now both looked very interested in the conversation.

"Do you know the story? Did she...swipe right?" Karen looked at Owen hopefully, trying to ask without naming the app, holding up her phone as a hint.

There was barely a moment of hesitation, before Owen burst out laughing. He tried to stop it, when he felt Claire stiffening. He pulled her closer to him, hugging her into his side.

"I'll take that as a yes," Karen said, nodding slowly.

"I had a momentary lapse of good judgement," Claire said, disgruntled both by her sister's prying and Owen's laughter.

"Hey," Owen acted offended, putting on a show of pulling away from Claire. "You got me…"

"Boards shorts. Boards shorts and a t-shirt," Claire reminded him, scowling, but she pulled him back towards her nonetheless.

"You two?!" Karen's eyes went wide, looking between them in shock.

"Yep," Owen nodded, grin firmly spread across his face.

"Sort of," Claire conceded, looking up at him, still with a bit of a scowl on her face, although it disappeared when Owen dipped his head down to kiss her quickly.

"Can we eat now?" Gray interrupted, having not quite followed the discussion going on and not all that interested either.

"What do you want?" Karen asked Gray, who set off across the food court, the rest trailing behind him.

"You know," Karen whispered to her sister a little bit later, as they all sat around a table, "knowing that a guy like Owen was on there? Really not going to delete that app now."

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