Chapter 15

Summary:

Kira agrees to get a job without a fight and just wants Owen's approval. Alise goes to the enclosure to bring Owen lunch and walks in on him and Claire Dearing having a civil conversation and actually laughing with each other, making Alise suspicious. Owen and Alise get home very drunk one night and Kira gets the surprise of a lifetime.

Authors Note:

So there's adult content ahead, so be warned. This happens sometimes in the story and I hope it doesn't offend anyone, I just write it in when I feel like it fits. I'll also continue to put a warning in the summary. 'Adult themes' meaning innuendos and 'Adult content' meaning sexual content for the most part. Oh and also, I'd love to hear how I'm doing so far with this story. I've never written a fic this long before and I hope it's good, so feel free to leave a comment! I will answer them all. Thanks for reading and enjoy!

The next day Owen and I were hoping we could pin Kira down to have our conversation and she finally agreed that later that night would work around 7. Then I got a call from her at 7 on the dot with some lame ass excuse, saying she needed to help her friend with "something" and skirted around what that "something" was.

Owen took the phone from me, "Kira, I don't care what you're doing, you need to get your ass over here in 20 minutes or I'm packing up your shit and leaving it outside and Alise is locking you out of the apartment." and he hung up the phone. Clearly, he was having enough of her shit and frankly, so was I.

It worked because she was here, 20 minutes later with the guiltiest look on her face. Owen told her to sit down in the kitchen and she listened without fighting. I let Owen take the lead on this, seeing how she respects him more than she does me and he had it handled.

She was quiet the whole time and nodded, seeming to understand what we were saying. She agreed to all of the terms, saying she didn't really have a choice, to which Owen said: "No, you don't".

"So I'll ask Sebastian at Three Horns tomorrow about a job," I said.

"So that means I'll get free drinks, ey?" Kira smirked with a grin.

"Not while you're working," Owen said, shutting her down.

"Of course not while I'm working! That would just be crazy…" she laughed awkwardly. Owen shook his head, clearly not amused.

"So, I get to go now? I'm not on lockdown, right?" she asked after a few seconds, ready to get up from her chair.

"Yes, just no coming home drunk and waking Alise up at 3 am, it's part of our rules," Owen said.

"Okay, so come in quietly, got it." Kira gave us two thumbs up, heading for the door.

"No coming home drunk at all, Kira. I mean it." Owen warned and she sighed.

"Alright, alright! Got it. Can I go now?" she asked, clearly getting impatient. Owen nodded his head and she smiled. "Bye!" she said before heading out the door.

Owen sighed and I looked at him.

"Well, that wasn't too bad," I said. It went pretty well, considering the ways it could have gone. She was surprisingly receptive, which was good.

He shrugged, "We'll see how long it lasts."

The first week went pretty well. Kira was on her best behavior and she knew we meant business, especially since Owen got involved. She started her first day of work two days ago and it went well according to her and Lucy, who just so happened to be working the same shift as her. Lucy would be my eyes and ears while Kira worked there, whenever Lucy was there anyway.

I had to run back home during my lunch break at 12 pm because Owen texted me from Barry's phone and told me he left his phone at my place on the nightstand and he couldn't leave to come get it because his boss was there for the day. He also asked if I could make him a sandwich, which, of course, I didn't mind. I like to keep him well fed and happy. No one wants to work with a grumpy and hungry Owen.

Before grabbing his phone I made a few sandwiches to bring for Owen and Barry and myself. I was initially planning on buying lunch at the cafe, but I knew I wouldn't have enough time since I'm driving to the enclosure. I also wasn't sure if Barry had anything to eat because usually Owen and him order lunch together and I want to make sure he ate something. Plus, if he does have something to eat, that sandwich wouldn't go to waste - Owen would eat it happily.

I grabbed an apple from the fridge and bit into it, sighing at the taste. I was starving. I was running late this morning because someone wanted 10 more minutes of cuddles and I fell back to sleep (and I'm obviously not talking about Kira), so I didn't get a chance to eat anything but a piece of toast.

I heard Kira's door creak open as I rounded the corner to head towards my room. It sounded like she walked into something and she cursed to herself, sulking off to the bathroom with her eyes still closed. I raised my brows, walking into my room and grabbing Owen's phone, just as she was exiting the bathroom.

"You okay?" I asked. She looked like she's been through the wringer. She was wearing the same clothes she wore when I saw her go out last night, her hair looked like half of it was teased and it's sticking straight up, lipstick was smeared all over her face and she had raccoon eyes from her black eyeshadow.

"Yeah, why?" she asked, opening her eyes fully as she leaned on the door frame casually.

"You just look…" I trailed off. What do I even say? Drunk? Hungover? Like a zombie? "Tired…"

"Not at all," she said, smiling at me. I raised my brows, clearly, something was up and she was trying to convince me otherwise. Did she not just see herself in the mirror?

"Okay, well, I just came to get Owen's phone… I'll see you later." I smiled. Kira nodded and turned around, walking straight into the wall. I forced my lips together, holding back a laugh as she groaned.

"Fucker." was all she said before she went into her room.

I quickly walked into the kitchen, grabbing the bag with the sandwiches in it before walking out of the apartment and bursting into laughter. I couldn't help it. That was hilarious.

I made it to the enclosure 15 minutes, hopping out of the car. Barry was walking around to the holding area for the girls, holding a bucket when he greeted me.

"Hey Barry, how are you doing?" I asked.

"Pretty good, how about yourself?"

"Me too. I brought Owen his phone and a couple of sandwiches for you guys, I didn't know if you had lunch or not."

"Only if it's roast beef." he laughed, I could tell he was joking. He probably would have eaten anything I gave him.

"You're in luck, roast beef and swiss."

"My favorite!" he laughed. "Owen's in the office."

"Want me to leave the sandwich with him?" I asked.

He nodded, "I'll eat it later. Thank you again."

"Anytime, see you later Barry." I smiled before walking towards the office.

I knocked on the door, hoping I wasn't interrupting anything. I thought maybe Hoskins was in there because I didn't see him out around the enclosure, but I was surprised when the door opened and there was the Parks Operations Manager, Claire Dearing standing in the doorway. She was looking over at Owen still and I could hear a laugh come out of her mouth.

"Whatever you say, Owen," she said, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. She noticed me standing in the doorway and gave me a small, friendly smile. "Alise," she said, catching me a little off-guard. I was surprised she knew my name. We only met once during that meeting about the smallpox virus and I was never introduced.

"Claire." I gave her a smile just as friendly as she gave me. She squeezed past me and out the door and I looked over at Owen, who was leaning against his desk with his arms crossed over his chest, but he had a smirk placed on his lips.

"Hey babe," he said after I walked inside, the door shutting behind me. He walked over and kissed my cheek, taking his phone and the brown paper bag from me.

"Hey… uh, what was that about?" I asked curiously. They were awfully friendly with each other and Claire greeted me… nicely. It seemed out of character for her. Not that I'm saying she's not a nice person, she's just usually not as… relaxed as I just saw her. Laughing and smiling no less.

"Just stuff about paperwork and meetings. Thanks for bringing this," he said, looking in the bag. "Ooo, two sandwiches?" His eyes lit up as he reached in the bag.

I laughed, "One's for Barry and I already told him it was his, so don't eat it and pretend I didn't bring him one."

"Man." Owen shook his head, looking defeated. I could tell he was just exaggerating. He unwrapped the sandwich and took a bite.

"How's Hoskins?" I asked.

"Nightmare," he mumbled. "Up my ass about paperwork, but what else is new." he shrugged, taking another bite, basically talking with his mouth full. That's how I knew he was really hungry. "How's your day?"

"It's fine. Work is a little frustrating right now. Bracken Poisoning is back and affecting some of the herbivores, so there's that." I sighed. Bracken is an herb that most herbivores eat and has existed for over 55 million years. We've had a few cases of it here and there, but it's getting more frequent now than it ever has been.

"Sounds like we could both use a drink after today," he said.

I nodded in agreement, "You're telling me."

"Three Horns, 6 o'clock? See if Lachlan and Lucy wanna come," he offered. I was a little surprised he said to invite them, usually, he preferred to stick with just the two of us, especially after a long and stressful day. Maybe he just wanted to distract himself from the day. I didn't think too far into it. "Kira's working tonight, right?" he asked. Ah, now that made sense. He wants to spy on her, see how she's doing.

"Yeah, she is. Wanna spy on her, Agent 007?" I teased.

"More like wanna see if she shows up." he mumbled, taking another bite of his sandwich.

I rolled my eyes, "I'll see about Lucy and Lachlan," I said. He nodded. "I gotta get back to work, so I'll see you later."

"I would kiss you right now, but roast beef." he said with his mouth full. I hated roast beef and the taste always lingered on his mouth even after he finished the sandwich.

I laughed, "It's fine, that just means you owe me later."

"I can live with that." he smiled, just as the door flew open and Hoskins stood in the doorway. Owen and I both visibly groaned and rolled our eyes.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything," Hoskins said, sounding completely insincere. "How you doin' sweetheart? Long time no see." he grinned down at me. I raised my brows, he was such a dick. Every time I've seen him he's either flirted with me or talked down to me.

"What do you need?" Owen said sternly.

Hoskins smirked at me before looking away, "No need to get riled up, pup. I wasn't putting a move on her, I know she's all yours unless you're willing to share."

"You are the most-" I began. I was going to say 'You are the most disgusting piece of shit I've ever met', but Owen cut me off, probably for the better.

"That's bold, even for you Hoskins," he said, throwing his sandwich wrapper out.

"Didn't think so. See you later, toots." Hoskins waved me out. I clenched my jaw and my fist, so wanting to punch him right now, but I knew Owen would have something to say about that, so I left it to him and walked out of the office.

The rest of the day I spent out in the field doing screenings to see which herbivores were infected. We found three more dinosaurs that had Bracken Poisoning for a total of six (and that's a lot to find in one day). We had to treat them, which consisted of an injection of thiamine solution. There was a Stegosaurus and a Microceratus whose poisoning was so bad, we had to take them to the infirmary because they need an IV.

They were going to kill most of the Bracken in the area so the poisoning wouldn't continue to occur. I was thankful that Dr. Collier still let me leave by 6 pm so I could meet Owen, Lachlan, and Lucy at Three Horns.

"Sorry I'm late, it was a long day." I sighed as I sat at the high top table next to Owen. Lucy and Lachlan were across from him. They'd been waiting for me for 15 minutes, but it didn't stop them from ordering drinks while they waited and there were a few shots in the middle of the table.

"Well, now that you're here..." Owen said, taking each shot and putting them in front of me, Lachlan and himself.

"Aw, you guys waited for me. How cute." I laughed, picking it up.

"Wouldn't dream of doing it without you," Lachlan smirked.

"Don't let them fool you, it's their second round," Lucy said.

"Fuck you guys," I said, shooting the alcohol back, feeling the familiar burn as the tequila coated my throat. I took a bite of the lime that Owen held out for me. "That just means you owe me another one."

"Hey yo, Kira!" Lachlan yelled and whistled, putting his arm up to get her attention. Kira heard was in the middle of talking to customers when she looked over at us.

"She's clearly busy, wait a second," Lucy said, grabbing his arm and forcing it down.

Kira finished up with them and walked over to us.

"Hey sweetheart, think you can get us another round of tequila?" Lachlan asked, putting his elbow on the back of Lucy's chair as he leaned forward.

"Anything for you sweet thing," Kira winked at him. "Anything else? Water? Kids chocolate milk?" she directed the last one to Lucy, who didn't have a shot before. I could tell she was opting out of drinking for the night because she had an 8 pm boat to catch.

"Water's fine," Lucy said quietly, looking down.

"Ooo, kids chocolate milk, sign me up!" Lachlan said. I couldn't help but smile. It seemed like he was trying to make Lucy feel better. I raised my brows when I noticed him rubbing Lucy's back comfortingly and she just relaxed into his touch. Kira looked surprised for a second, then nodded as she wrote it down. "And a beer, whatever's on tap. I'm not picky."

Kira wrote it down and looked at Owen, "A bottle of moonshine." he said, then she looked at me.

"I'll have moonshine, too," I said.

"Oh! Let's get fully-loaded nachos. And buffalo wings. And mozzarella sticks. I'm starving." Lachlan said, rubbing his stomach.

"Comin' right up." Kira smiled before walking away. I could see Owen eyeing her as she walked away.

"She's doing pretty well." I smiled at him, grabbing his arm.

"Yeah, she caught on pretty quickly too. She also hasn't dropped anything yet, which much better than I did when I first started." Lucy laughed.

"Yeah, but you got the hang of it pretty quickly, right?" Lachlan asked, this time he rubbed her shoulder. He was being awfully touchy with her and she was just letting it happen. Lachlan was touchy with a lot of people, but the second he touched Lucy, she'd tense up, but now she wasn't and I wanted to know why.

"It took a few broken glasses, but yeah I did." Lucy laughed. It wasn't just any laugh, it was a flirty laugh. What the hell happened with these two and why haven't I noticed until now?!

"I'm just surprised she lasted this long," Owen said honestly, shrugging his shoulders.

"Well, it's a good thing, isn't it? Don't expect the worst from her. She's trying, that's all that matters." I told him, squeezing his hand. He nodded right as Kira came back with a tray full of drinks and shots.

"I put in the food, so that should be out soon. Anything else I can get you?" she asked.

"I think we're good. Thanks, doll." Lachlan smiled before taking the shot and sucking on a lime.

Kira smiled and nodded, glancing at Owen. He just gave her a small nod as he took a sip of his beer.

I sighed before picking up a lime and a shot. I coughed as the alcohol burned my throat, then sucked on the lime.

We spent most of the time talking about what Lucy has been up to with school and Lachlan was telling stories about work and he was one of the most animated storytellers so it was hilarious. Kira brought us our food and Lachlan, Lucy and I thanked her while Owen just sipped on his beer. I could tell Kira looked a little upset for a split second before flashing a fake smile to the next customer.

When Kira stopped by again to ask if we needed anything else, we ordered more drinks. I saw another little exchange between Kira and Owen where he wasn't being receptive of her and he was just kind of ignoring her. Finally, I decided to say something.

"You know, you could be a little nicer to her." I leaned over and said to him. Lucy and Lachlan were both talking amongst themselves, but I still didn't want them to hear what I was saying. Lachlan would probably but his way into the conversation as he usually did and make it into something it wasn't.

"What do you mean? I am nice to her." Owen scoffed, taking a bite of a buffalo wing.

"No, you're not. You're ignoring her and she just wants your approval." I explained.

"Why does she want that?" he asked, wiping his hands with a napkin, clearly not getting it.

"Because she's just trying to show you that she can do a good job and she wants you to acknowledge that."

"Who said I didn't?"

"So tell her that." I urged. Owen didn't budge and I sighed. "Just think about what I said at least."

"Fine," he said, but I could tell he wasn't happy about it. He probably just said that he would to shut me up.

Lucy left around 7:30 so she could get to the boat and Lachlan ditched us shortly after because his ACU buddies, who were at the bar, but Owen and I didn't mind spending the rest of the night talking with each other and complaining about how our day went while having more shots of tequila and a few more beers.

By the time we decided to head home, we were both pretty drunk, me more so than Owen. When he was paying the bill he told Kira she was doing a good job and she looked so happy to hear that. Apparently, all it took was getting him drunk and he'd be nice to her. Go figure.

We stumbled into my apartment around 11 pm and Owen got the bright idea to open up a bottle of tequila. So there we were, an hour later, completely wasted. I was making him watch Z Nation on Netflix with me, even though I've seen it a million times.

The episode just finished when Owen said, "What does a zombie vegetarian eat?"

I raised my brows, "What?"

"Graaaiiiinnnssss," he said, mimicking the low groan a zombie typically does while also putting his arms out to mimic how a zombie walks.

"You're an idiot," I laughed, shaking my head as I stood up. "How long it'd take you to come up with that one?"

"Thinkin' about it the whole episode," he admitted, reaching his hands out and grabbing me by the waist and pulling me down into his lap. "Where do you think you're goin'?" he slurred, kissing my shoulder.

"Let me go! I need water, all this tequila is making me thirsty." I said, squirming to get away from him.

"Fine," he mumbled, letting his grip around my waist go. I stood up, almost losing my balance and face planting in the process. "Careful there, darlin'. Wouldn't want that pretty little face of yours gettin' messed up."

"Shut up." I laughed, rolling my eyes as I stumbled into the kitchen, the wall catching me from falling over.

Maybe we had a little bit too much to drink. I wondered, but we were in my apartment, so no harm, no foul. We were having fun, that's all that mattered. Good thing Kira wasn't supposed to be home for another hour, otherwise we'd risk having her call us hypocrites for saying she can't get drunk while Owen and I are plastered.

I opened the fridge, momentarily forgetting what I was coming to get. I scanned the shelves, hoping it would remind me.

"Babe." Owen's voice came from beside me, causing me to jump.

"Jesus Christ Owen, you scared me," I said, putting my hand over my chest as he laughed. "I forgot was I was getting." I sighed.

"Forget the water," he said, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer to him. His eyes were heavy with lust and as piercing as ever. I knew what he wanted and it was not a bottle of water.

I sighed, letting the fridge door close because I knew I wasn't getting myself out of this, not after the look he was giving me, not that I even wanted to get out of this one. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my lips to his. It was a sloppy, wet, drunken kiss, but we were too drunk to care.

I ran my fingers through his hair as his hands cupped my ass. I let out a moan when he placed me on the counter as his teeth tugged on my bottom lip. There was nothing gentle about any of this and right now I wanted to get down to business, just as much as he did.

He pulled away, leaning his forehead against mine as his eyes pierced mine. We were both breathing heavily from the passionate kiss we just shared. "Wanna know what I haven't done in a while?" he asked, his gaze dropping down to my neck as he lightly clamped his hand around, rubbing circles along it with his thumb.

I bit my lip, feeling a rush of heat through my body. "What?" I asked.

"Fucked you on the kitchen table," he said lowly, tightening his grip around my neck and sending a shiver down my spine. "Made you scream my name, made your moans echo across the entire apartment, loud enough for your neighbors to hear." he kissed my cheek, his words vibrating in my ears.

"You better change that…" I said, pulling on the collar of his shirt, biting my bottom lip seductively and looking up at him. He took one look at me before kissing me hard, taking that as his go-ahead to do what he wanted with me.

Nothing could ever match the amount of pleasure Owen could give me or was currently giving me as he did exactly what he said he was going to do and that's fuck me on the kitchen table from behind while I screamed his name. Moans and groans escaped both of our lips with the occasional 'fuck' that left our throats, nothing could quite match the intensity we shared together in this moment. Nothing else existed when we were in this moment as far as I was concerned, which is exactly why we didn't hear the front door open or close.

"Guess I got dinner and a show!" Kira's voice came from behind us.

"Kira!" I said, looking back at her.

Owen muttered a "Fuck" as he froze. His body was currently blocking her from seeing anything but his ass.

Kira looked a little shocked but more amused. "Don't mind me, just gonna grab water and head to bed," she said, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water. "Carry on!" she said before rushing out of the kitchen and to her room.

I leaned my elbows on the table and sighed. "Shit, of course that just happened…"

Owen was quiet for a moment, still probably in shock at what his cousin just walked in on, then he cleared his throat. "Well, the worst is already over. Should we finish?"

I bit my lip, a little surprised he was so ready to continue even after Kira - his little cousin - just saw everything and was in the next room. "I'm drunk, so fuck it. I don't really care anymore." I said and Owen didn't waste a second to finish what we started.