Claire opened the doors to the back of an M152 truck.
"See?" Claire said. "Totally safe. All right. Get in. Come on. Get in there."
Gray and Zach climbed into the back of the M152 and sat down.
"If you need me, I'll be right up front." Claire said. "Just open that window. Okay?"
The boys nodded and Claire shut the doors of the truck.
Claire walked around the truck, removing her jacket, revealing a purple top.
She climbed into the M152.
Gray could faintly hear a Velociraptor growl.
"Um...Nothing's getting in here, right?" Gray asked.
"Hey." Zach said. "Do you remember that ghost at the old house? Do you remember? The one in the garage? I protected you, right?"
"You made a battle axe out of a stick and a tupperware lid." Gray said.
"Yeah." Zach said. "See, nothing's gonna get you while I'm around. Okay?"
"But you're not always gonna be around." Gray said.
"Yeah, well..." Zach said. "Hey. We're brothers, okay? And we'll always be brothers, and we'll always come back to one another. No matter what."
"No matter what." Gray said.
"No matter what." Zach said, again.
Zach hugged his younger brother.