Summary: Alise has a surprise up her sleeve for her date with Owen and shows him a whole new perspective. Even though their goal was to not end up at his bungalow, one thing leads to another and she wakes up on his couch in the same clothes from last night.

We got to the gyrospheres about 10 minutes later and I had to admit, I was a little nervous to be on the back of that bike. I've never ridden on a motorcycle before, but I sure as hell didn't tell him that. I didn't want him to think I was a wimp.

Lowery had turned the gyrospheres on by the time we got there, all I had to do was press the green button and get inside and we were good to go.

I wondered if Lowery had been watching on the security camera that was right at the entrance of the gyrosphere because if so, he'd see I was in fact not with Lucy and I was with Owen. I didn't get a call, so I figured I was in the clear.

"You scared?" I asked with a smirk as we put our seatbelts on.

"Me?" he scoffed. "I'm not scared of anything." I just smirked as we started to move.

The outside of the gyrosphere was illuminated and there were headlights, so we could see pretty far in front of us.

I'd been on the gyrosphere during the day and it was pretty cool, but it was different at night. Dinosaurs were mostly asleep and I was being careful with my steering so that when I saw some sleeping, I'd go the other way. I didn't want to intrude on them or scare them.

Every time we saw a dinosaur, I would say the names of each one, even though I was pretty sure he knew what all of them were.

"You really know your dinosaurs," Owen commented.

"I have to for my job, but I knew about some dinosaurs before I came here, but there are also so many I didn't know about until I got here. Most of them look almost completely different from the ones in the books I had when I was a kid."

"They alter them to make them appear scarier and more appealing to the eye. My raptors are supposed to be the size of a turkey," he said and I nodded.

"Yes, and have feathers. Almost all real dinosaurs do. I was completely obsessed when I was a kid, countless amounts of books. If you asked me what I wanted to be when I was 8, I'd say a paleontologist." I said, riding upon three fully grown apatosaurus' grazing trees a few yards ahead of us, so I stopped there to watch.

"Why didn't you?" he asked.

"Well, I love animals. I grew up with so many. It was also more attainable." I shrugged.

"10 years of school is more attainable?" he raised his brows in disbelief.

I laughed, "It was only 7, but actually yes. The job outlook for paleontologists is not as good as veterinarians, besides, paleontology isn't just about dinosaurs… what about you? Did you always want to be a raptor trainer?" I asked with a small smile. He could have totally wanted to be a raptor trainer if he heard about Jurassic Park when he was younger. He's 32 now, so he would have been 8 at the time of it happening.

"Considering that job didn't exist 20 years ago, no. My dad was a navy general and both of my brothers went into the navy, so that's what I knew I'd do after high school. But I did always have an innate curiosity about animals and their behaviors."

"What'd you do in the navy?"

"I did a few different things. In the beginning I was an aviation rescue swimmer and diver, then I switched to construction and when I got tired of that, I went into animal behaviors. I trained dolphins for the last 5 years that I was there."

"Then you came here?" I asked.

He nodded, "InGen offered me a job in their security sector. Initially, it was to observe and research the behaviors of the raptors, but it evolved into so much more. We learned they could take command and follow orders. Especially if they had one they all looked up to."

"Blue." I smiled. Owen nodded. "It's incredible, really. How you're able to train them… and you do such an amazing job. Your bond is so strong, it's easy to tell that you love and respect them and that the love and respect is returned."

"I just wish other people would see it that way too. They're living and breathing. They're not a serial number or an attraction, or an asset." he said, looking down.

I shook my head, "Well, whoever sees them that way are dicks."

Owen chuckled, "Tell me about it."

After that, we drove around observing the dinosaurs and nothing bad happened like Owen cautioned. We did, however, see a Carnotaurus that was sleeping and that was a cute sight. By the time we got back to Owen's bike, it was nearing 11:30 pm.

"So, where to now?" Owen asked, sitting on his bike and leaning an arm on the handlebar casually.

"Hmmm… well I heard there's a meteor shower tonight, but that starts at 1 am, don't suppose you'd want to stay up for that?" I asked, hopeful he'd say 'yes'. I didn't really want this night to be over because I was having a lot of fun.

"Sounds good to me. I have the perfect spot that we can watch from," he offered, handing me the helmet. I smiled, took it and put it on before getting on the bike.

Well, we may have decided at the beginning of the date that we wouldn't end up at his bungalow, but we did. It was the perfect place to watch the meteor shower. He had such a beautiful view. It was right on the ocean and we were lucky the sky was clear.

We opened a bottle of tequila, set up blankets outside and waited for it to start. I knew it probably wasn't a good idea to do and had he tried anything, I might have given in, but he didn't. The whole night. There were a couple of moments where he totally could have kissed me and part of me was begging him to, but he avoided it.

I remember watching part of the meteor shower, then Owen was driving me home on his bike. Only, he didn't drop me off at my apartment complex, he dropped me off at an abandoned building. I turned around to tell him this wasn't right, but he was already driving away.

I looked around. I was in the middle of the forest, animals were shrieking and making noises. Then I heard a growling noise behind me. I turned around slowly and came face to face with a Velociraptor. I was shaking, it was unlike any Velociraptor I had seen before, this one looked angry and it snapped at me, so I ran.

I ran straight for the abandoned building that was covered in vines and pulled open the dusty door and ran into the darkness. I found a random room and closed the door. I was out of breath, I felt like I could barely breathe and I was starting to panic. I heard the Velociraptor walk past the room, clicking its nail against the ground as it thought. I waited a few minutes until I thought the coast was clear and I opened the door and the Velociraptor was inches away from my face.

It growled and my eyes widened. With every step I took back, she took a step forward. She was crouching, her claws spread out, her mouth open. Then she lept at me and I screamed, turning my head away, bracing for the pain that would come next.

"Alise!" I heard Owen's voice pull me out. I opened my eyes, trying to push him away as I cried out. "Shhh, shhh. It's okay, just breathe," he said, grabbing me and holding me close to his chest. "It was just a dream."

I let out a shaky breath, my breathing tried to steady itself. I buried my head into his shoulder, his shirt soaking in the tears that had fallen during my nightmare. His arms wrapped around me helped me calm down and when I was calm enough, I pulled back.

"Wanna tell me what happened?" he asked, concerned.

I sighed, "It's just… after what happened with Echo… I've had a couple of nightmares of a Velociraptor attacking me, but it's none of the girls. It's like there's a raptor on the island that isn't in captivity and it finds me, no matter where I am. I can't get away from it. It's like it's hunting me. Whenever it finds me, it…" I looked down as my mind flashed back to when she got me and the screams I omitted in my nightmares, it was gruesome.

"Hey," he said, putting a finger under my chin, I looked up at him. "They're all in captivity. You have nothing to worry about. I won't let anything happen to you, alright?"

I nodded, looking around. We were inside his bungalow on the couch and the lights were on. I looked down at my phone. "Wow, it's already 3:30…"

"You should just stay." Owen offered, I figured he didn't really want to drive after being asleep for a couple of hours. "No funny business… unless if you want some." he smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "As hard as that is to pass that up," I admitted honestly, "We don't want to do that, remember?" I laughed.

"Then let's go back to sleep," he said, pulling me back down into his chest.

I smiled, "Goodnight Owen."

"Goodnight Alise." his groggy voice said before I slowly drifted off to sleep again.

I woke up the next morning to the sunlight shining through the window. I squinted my eyes and looked around Owen's bungalow as the memories of last night came flooding in. I sat up on the couch, my head hurt a little bit and I remembered just how much I had to drink.

"Mornin' sleepy head," Owen said as he stood in the doorway of his bedroom. I raised my brows when I noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt, so his six-pack was on full display. And I liked what I saw… a lot. "Like what you see?" he smirked. I realized I had been staring and it was like he read my mind.

"Oh shut up and put on a shirt," I shook my head, rolling my eyes. Owen chuckled as he disappeared into his room. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time: 8:07 am.

"You have work today?" he asked, emerging from his room with a dark blue t-shirt that said N.A.V.Y on it.

"Nope, I'm free all day. You?"

"Me too. I just gotta drop off something for Barry at the enclosure, but I figured I could do that when I take you home," he said.

I nodded, realizing I was still in my clothes from last night and my breath probably smelled like tequila and I probably looked a little hungover, which I knew was not a good look.

"Yeah, I should probably get home…" as much as I didn't want to. It would have been nice to spend a little more time with him.

"You ready now?" he asked, I nodded. "Let's go."

We arrived at the raptor enclosure about 10 minutes later. We got off the bike and a man was walking over to us. I had seen him around here a few times before, but from what Owen has told me, I gathered that he was his boss, Hoskins.

"Is this your little flavor of the night?" Hoskins smirked. I raised my brows in disbelief as Owen walked over to him, squaring up to him.

"You better shut your mouth right now," he spoke sternly.

"Oh, did I let your little secret slip?" Hoskins asked, smirking as he looked over at me.

"I can think of something dirty and little… and it's definitely not anything of Owen's." I said, glancing down to insinuate that I was talking about his dick.

Owen smirked and Hoskins' face dropped as he looked from me, then to Owen. "Are you gonna let her talk to me that way?"

"Hell yeah, I am." Owen nodded.

Hoskins paused, "Well, you're gonna regret that. Who is your supervisor?" he asked me.

Owen stepped between us. "That's none of your business."

"It's gonna be." Hoskins threatened.

"Don't you have someone else to annoy?" Owen asked, clearly irritated. So was I. This guy was just an asshole with nothing better to do.

"Just get me your paperwork. I want it by the end of the day," he said before walking off.

"Just a bunch of empty threats." Owen shook his head.

"Wow, he's a dick." I said.

Owen nodded, "Yeah, he is. Raptors don't like him either. They're a good judge of character." he said. I nodded in agreement, I would trust the raptors judgment calls, especially if they didn't like Hoskins. "I'm gonna go give these to Barry, then we'll head out," he said before he walked into the building attached to the enclosure. I waited by the bike until he returned. "Hey, you hungry? Why don't we go get breakfast before I drop you off?" he asked.

I smiled, that would be perfect. But then I remembered that my breath probably stunk and the heat was starting to get to me.

"I would, but I'm still dressed for 68-degree weather and it's nearing 80…" I trailed off.

"Oh, right." he seemed disappointed, it was kind of cute.

"But, you could come over and I'll cook breakfast? I make a mean omelet." I smiled.

"That could work too." Owen smiled, looking more hopeful as he started up the bike. I smiled and put my helmet back on and we were off.

"Well, our night did end in your bungalow, but aside from that, was it different than the others?" I asked, bringing 2 plates freshly cooked omelets to the table, placing one in front of him.

"Completely different." he nodded, grabbing a knife and cutting into it.

"Good, so my job's done." I laughed, taking a bite of the omelet. "So, we'll have to do something different on our next date then… to keep it going…" I offered, hoping it would catch on that I did, in fact, want a second date. There was no doubt that I wanted it, I just hoped he felt the same way.

"Yeah, but I got a few things up my sleeve that I think you're gonna like, so leave it up to me," he said, taking a bite. "This is really good."

"Thanks," I blushed. "So, any spoilers?" I smirked.

"Nope, you'll have to wait to find out." he said, taking another bite and washing it down with orange juice. I smiled. I couldn't help the little butterflies in my stomach that I got because I was excited to see what our next date was going to be.