Glad you guys liked Maisie's POV! Now we are back to Claire. Some of you have asked if I was going to continue the story after the movie. I will be going AU basically from the time Jurassic World ends and through Fallen Kingdom since Maisie is their daughter.
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"Keep up," Owen grumbled. He stopped once more to wait for me to catch up.
I'd like him to try walking through the jungle in heels and not fall behind.
"I'm sorry," I rolled my eyes. I didn't want to start anymore arguments between us, but he could be a little more understanding.
Owen caught my eye roll and shook his head. "Take your shoes off."
"No!" I gasped. I wasn't walking barefoot. Gross. "What if I step on something?"
Owen threw his head back in a laughing fit. "Seriously? We are hunting down a killer dinosaur and you're worried about stepping on something if you walk barefoot."
I didn't see the humor in that. What if I stepped on a sharp rock, or a bug. I shivered.
I opened my mouth to speak, but the loud roar off in the distance caused me to snap my mouth shut.
Owen's eyes went wide and he leaped towards me, taking my hand so I didn't have a choice but to keep up with him.
"Climb into there," Owen instructed. He pointed at a fallen tree that was pressed against a boulder, leaving a small space between the two.
I groaned, but let him push me into the tight space.
He followed behind me as the roaring got closer. I turned to face him, throwing myself into him. He grunted from the force.
"Ok," he whispered. "It's ok." His arms tight around me he lowered us until we were laying in the dirt. I buried my face in his chest to keep from screaming.
The indominus rumbled the ground around us. She was right above us.
I cried into Owen's shirt. Maisie was out here somewhere scared and needing us. The most scared she has ever been was when Owen let her watch a scary movie with him before bed. I was working late that night and walked in the house to see her pressed to Owen's side, using his shirt to cover her eyes. That night we spent most of the night promising her nothing was going to hurt her.
We always kept her protected from the larger, scarier dinosaurs. There were only a few of the carnivores that we would let her see. Though she was safe from their teeth, Owen acted as her suit of armor. It killed me knowing she needed him. I wish I was the one out here alone while Owen held her protectively against him. I knew it was ripping him apart, too. He is her father, never has he failed to pick her up after she fell, protected her from the imaginary monsters under her bed. I would watch them on the security cameras as they walked through the park, his eyes always on her when she skipped ahead of him. We fit into our perfect little family. Owen picked Maisie up when she fell, gave her the strength she needed to carry on, but I was there for the reassurance. The hug and kiss that healed all bumps and scrapes. The final goodnight kiss after Owen deemed her room safe from monsters. Since the day she was born she's been our entire world.
"Maisie," I mumbled into Owen's chest once the footsteps faded away.
"We'll find her," Owen kissed the top of my head and turned to crawl out of our hiding spot.
I stood up and Owen smiled at me.
"What?" I asked, pulling a twig out of my hair.
"Guess we didn't need to worry about getting your dress dirty before." He said.
I looked down at my outfit and sure enough I was a mess. I shook my head, rolling my eyes. "You would think of that right now." I grumbled and walked passed him.
"It's kinda hot."
"Can we focus on finding the kids?"
"I am! I'm just saying."
I was glad to see he wasn't as mad at me as he was before. I knew there was still a lot we needed to talk about, but finding Maisie and the boys was the most important thing. Arguing right now would do none of us any good.
There was a low rumble not too far in the distance. Owen stopped short and for the second time today I ran into his back.
"You need to warn me when you do that!" I hissed.
"Hear that?" He asked ignoring my comment.
I listened to what he was hearing. "That's a car," I pointed out, "this way!" I yelled, running ahead of him.
"Claire!" Owen called out, grabbing my arm to hold me back.
"It could be them!" I cried out, trying to shake my arm from his hold.
"Behind me!" He demanded.
I rolled my eyes, but stayed at his side.
"Why couldn't I have a gun?" I asked watching him grip his in his hands.
Owen snorted. "You'd shoot me."
I stopped walking, my mouth fell open with a pop. "I would not!"
"Ok," he laughed without looking at me. He kept his pace towards where the car's sound came from.
"I wouldn't!" I hissed behind him.
"I'm not saying you'd do it on purpose. You have bad aim with a stupid water gun. Why would I put a lethal weapon in your hands?"
I went to complain, but smiled at the memory of the three of us running around the back yard, soaking each other with water guns Owen and Maisie picked up during one of their park adventures.
We came up to a place I only heard about. I knew structures from the original park still existed, but I never seen any of them before.
Inside the garage there was one of the old Jeeps from the first park. Owen glanced down at the fresh tire marks where another Jeep must have been parked.
"Maisie," Owen whispered, his back towards me.
"Where?" I asked, stepping around to see what he was looking at.
My heart sank when I saw he was clutching her pink sweatshirt in his hands.
He took in an unsteady breath and wiped at a tear that escaped his eyes.
"Owen," I reached for him, but he kept his back to me. moving to inspect the Jeep. I let my hand fall back to my side.
"How did they even get one of these things started?" Owen asked, looking around the work bench for anything that would get the second Jeep started.
Just as he went to open the hood of the Jeep a loud footstep sounded outside. I jumped and moved to stand behind Owen.
The roof of the garage threatened to give in as the indominus moved around above us. I ducked down in front of the car and Owen followed my motion.
This was it. We were going to die. The indominus' head peered into the garage, suddenly making the large space look very small. She smelt us.
I focused only on Owen's face. If I was going to die, I needed his face to be the last thing I saw. His eyes locked with mine and I knew he was thinking the same thing.
Not able to fully reach us, she retreated back out of the garage and Owen's shoulder relaxed. Though our terror wasn't quite over. The ceiling completely caved in over our heads and she was there, still hunting us.
"Down!" Owen yelled, throwing himself over me, his hands covering my head from the falling debris.
"Get up!" He ordered just as I stumbled to my feet.
I was running before he could even get the words out. There was a crash behind me, but I couldn't look back.
Owen leaped in front of me, running towards the door of the old visitors' center. He spun around to help me over a fallen tree, but I was not focused on anything but survival. I leaped over the tree in a single bound and kept moving.
"Now you move," Owen chuckled running at my left flank.
I slowed down, breathless. No large footsteps following us. "Really?" I snapped.
He shrugged.
I grabbed my phone to call Lawery. This was it. This thing needed to die. I gave him coordinates on where the indominus was and instructed him to get ACU after her.
"ACU is airborne! They took the helicopter." He answered me.
"Who's flying it?" I demanded.
"Mr. Masrani!" He answered just as I heard the chopper overhead.
"This could be it." I whispered.
Owen stood directly behind me. His eyes on the chopper overhead.
The guns echoed in the air and I clapped my hands over my ears. I backed up, closing the small space between my back and Owen's front. I pressed my back into him and he reached around my waist, holding me against him.
The guns weren't enough.
"No!" I cried out when she stormed through the glass of the aviary.
"Shit," Owen grumbled behind me. His arms tightened and my rips screamed in protest.
The chopper went down, crashing into the aviary. Mr. Masrani was gone. The man that helped me become who I am today. All hope for the park is now long gone.
I didn't have time to cry. Pteranodon's made their way towards us.
"Trees," Owen gasped. He back us up as they approached in our direction.
"Trees!" He called louder and we ran as fast as we could.
We reached the tree line just in time and Owen reached for me, throwing me to the ground.
"Let's go." Owen reached for my hand, pulling me to my feet.
We were close to the park. We were close to the kids. My arms ached to hold my daughter. I wasn't sure if I was going to warship Zach for keeping her alive, or kill him for wondering off from Beth.
My phone rang just as we made it to the security gates. "Beth!" I called into the phone.
"They spotted the kids on the security camera approaching the gate. I'm on my way to meet them now."
"Yes! Stay right with them! We're on our way." I instructed.
"Hey!" Owen called out. I turned to look at him. "Get on," he instructed. He climbed onto the quad and I followed. He raced through the chaos.
Owen was off the quad as soon as we made it to the resort. His eyes scanning the faces of everyone that ran by us.
"Cover her!" Owen demanded the ACU officers standing next to us. He watched me climb onto a fallen snack stand. ACU flocking Owen as they took aim at anything coming in my direction.
"Zach! Maisie! Gray!" I called out as loud as I could.
"No, hold your—"
I turned to see what cut Owen off. I screamed as he struggled to keep a Dimorphodon from chomping down on his face.
"Owen," I panicked. I needed to help him. His gun laid at his side and I reached for it without thinking. Knocking her off of him with the butt of the gun, I spun it around taking aim at her and shooting.
Startled, Owen looked up at me and the dead dinosaur by his head.
I reached my hand out to help him up and he took it, his eyes baring into mine. He got to his feet and took the gun from my hand.
"I love you," he growled and he roughly pulled me against him, his lips smashed into mine as if his life depended on it.
I pulled away, letting the oxygen find my lungs again.
"Mommy!" The high pitched scream caused both Owen and I to spin around. I was already moving in the direction of the voice before I spotted it's owner.