Claire stared at Owen trying to understand what he was saying. Kidnapped? That wasn't possible.

"No, she wasn't kidnapped," Claire reasoned. "She probably went to chase the Compsognathus. Or that baby triceratops we've seen wandering around. She hasn't been kidnapped."

"Claire," Owen said calmly. "Look at these footprints. They don't belong to a dinosaur."

"How could someone have taken her? We were right there!"

Owen examined the trailer. One of the windows was slightly open with duct tape still stuck to the wall beneath. A small piece of hose was covered in mud on the ground. He picked it up and took a whiff. "I think they drugged us. That explains why I didn't have nightmares."

Claire wiped at her eyes in an attempt to stop the tears. "I thought it was because the court case was settled and we had Maisie with us!"

Owen pulled his crying girlfriend into his arms. "I know. Me, too. Listen, we need to call the cops."

"Won't they make us wait twenty-four hours?"

"That's a bullshit rule they made up for TV. Besides, Maisie is a child. They always care more when a child goes missing."

Before Claire could react, Owen had his cell phone out to call the police. He informed them that his daughter was missing and they assured him they'd send a team out immediately to investigate.

While they waited, Claire and Owen sat on the cabin porch. "Who would do this? Who would take Maisie from us?" Claire asked.

Owen fought back tears. "It smells like InGen to me. They lost in court so they decided to just take her."

"Would they really do that?"

"Come on, Claire. We've seen what these people are capable of. They're the ones who made the Indominus Rex and the IndoRaptor."

Claire sniffled. "I authorized the Indominus."

"Hey. That may be true, but you didn't know what it was capable of. These people are scientists. They knew what they were creating and they didn't care what the consequences might be."

Claire wanted to believe Owen was right, but a part of her still felt guilty for the lives lost at Jurassic World. If she hadn't been so caught up in the wow factor of a new dinosaur, Jurassic World might have still been open and none of this would have happened.

But then they wouldn't have had Maisie.

"This isn't your fault," Owen told her for the thousandth time since they left the Lockwood Estate. He carried his own guilt on his sleeve. If he had known his raptor research would lead to the creation of the IndoRaptor, he never would have joined InGen.

"Owen, we've lost everything. We can't lose Maisie, too."

Owen held tight to Claire. "We'll get her back. I promise."

The rumbling of a car coming up their long driveway ended their moment. They jumped up to meet the officers.

"You must be Owen Grady and Claire Dearing," a young officer said. He was probably in his mid-twenties, fresh from the academy. He barely filled out his navy blue uniform. His dark brown skin was clear and young, without any of the telltale signs of aging or disaster that Owen and Claire had. "I'm Officer Douglass and this is Officer Jordan. Can you tell us about your daughter? How long has she been missing?"

"She's nine years old," Claire told the officers. "She has brown hair and brown eyes. She's about this tall," Claire holds up a hand to indicate the young girl's height.

"She was taken sometime during the night," Owen added. "I think whoever did it pumped a gas into the trailer to keep us asleep. We found duct tape and some pipe outside the window."

Officer Jordan glanced towards the trailer. She was older than her partner, and she looked more like an officer. Her arms were thick and strong from training. It was hard to tell under the uniform, but she probably had a hard set of abs. Her blonde hair was tied tightly in a bun at the base of her neck, mostly hidden by her cap. "Can you show me?"

Owen nodded. He led the woman to the window and showed her the tape and the flexible piping.

Claire stayed with the male officer. "What else can you tell me, Ms. Dearing? Do you know who might have taken your daughter?"

She hesitated. The world was well aware of who – and what – Maisie is. "Officer, our daughter is Maisie Lockwood," Claire finally said. "Yesterday we beat the company InGen in court for custody. There's a good chance they're behind this."

The officer failed to hide his surprise. His mouth dropped open and his blue eyes gaped at Claire. "Why do you think InGen is responsible?"

"They weren't happy about losing. They think Maisie belongs to them. Owen thinks they would go to great lengths to get her back."

Officer Douglass wrote down everything Claire told him. "And you're sure she was kidnapped? There are a lot of wild animals out here in the woods. Could Maisie have wandered off in the middle of the night?"

Claire's face flamed. "Were you not listening when Owen told you about the scene at our window?"

"We have to cover all the bases, Ma'am. I'm not trying to upset you."

She took a few deep breaths but they did nothing to calm her down. "I understand, officer, but Maisie didn't just wander off. She was taken. There were human footprints leaving our trailer. Only one set."

"Can you show them to me?" Officer Douglass asked.

Claire nodded and brought the young man to the door of the trailer. Owen and Officer Jordan were deep in conversation about possible gases. Claire eyed the woman carefully. She was about the same age as Claire but a few inches shorter. Her hair was light blonde. Before Claire, blondes were Owen's type. They'd been through so much together that Claire thought their relationship was rock solid, but that didn't stop the flicker of jealousy in her stomach. She wondered briefly if Owen might feel the same jealousy at seeing her with Officer Douglass, but he never even looked their way.

"The barefoot prints are obviously mine and Owen's," Claire explained. Neither had thought to put on shoes before traipsing through the mud. That might work to their advantage, though, because it distinguished their prints from the ones likely belonging to whomever kidnapped Maisie.

Officer Douglass took a few photos of the prints. He followed them until they stopped on the driveway. "The perpetrator probably got into a vehicle here. I'd guess they had a getaway driver. Maisie was probably asleep the whole time."

Claire started to cry again. The thought of her daughter waking up in a strange place not knowing where she was or who she was with was too much to handle. "You have to find her, Officer. Please."

"We will do everything we can. An amber alert has already been sent out, so everyone in the area is looking out for her."

Officer Jordan and Owen approached, Officer Jordan holding an evidence bag in her hands. "We should get this to the lab and see if they can't identify the gas."

"Can we have a number to contact you?" Officer Douglass asked Claire. She gave him her Dinosaur Protection Group business card which had her cell written in green at the bottom.

"Please, call us with any updates," she begged.

"We will," he assured her. "And you call us if you have anything more that might aid in our investigation."

Claire nodded. "What's next? Will you check InGen's labs for signs of Maisie?"

Officer Douglass winced. "Unfortunately, suspicion isn't enough for a warrant. We'll head over there and ask some questions, but we won't be able to look around unless they invite us in or we have sufficient evidence to get a warrant."

"But they took my daughter!" Claire cried.

"We will find out who has Maisie. The problem is, InGen has a competitor. Biosyn. I'd bet they've heard about Maisie and would go to as much trouble as InGen, if not more, to get their hands on her."

Claire nearly fell to the floor. She'd heard rumors about a second company trying to do what InGen had mastered, but this was the first time she'd learned the name. Was it possible that this Biosyn company was behind the kidnapping? Her head spun.

"We'll be in touch, Ms. Dearing."

She could only nod. The officers got back in their car and drove off, leaving Claire and Owen to watch them leave.

Claire sat back down on the cabin porch. "Have you ever heard of this other company?"

Owen nodded. "When I first started working for InGen, they tried to recruit me. They asked me to take InGen's proprietary information with me if I joined them. I can't believe I forgot."

"So it's possible these other people kidnapped our daughter?"

"Anyone could have taken her. She was all over the news! Everyone knows she's a clone."

"She's not a clone, she's our daughter!" Claire screamed.

Owen tried to hold her hand, but she pulled away. "I know that, Claire. I want her back just as much as you do. She belongs here with us."

"Oh yeah? It sure didn't look like you cared about us when Officer Jordan was around."

Claire slapped a hand over her mouth. Did she really say that out loud?

Owen stared at her. "You're jealous? Our daughter has been kidnapped and you…"

"Don't. Please. I know I'm an idiot."

"Hey. You're not an idiot," Owen said. "A little dense, but no idiot."

That made Claire smile. There was a lot she loved about Owen, but his ability to be funny even in the worst of circumstances was her favorite quality of his. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I won't lie, it's kind of hot that you got jealous."

"I just know how much you like blondes," Claire said. "And she's never gotten you almost killed by a genetically modified dinosaur. Probably."

Owen laughed, the sound resonating through the still forest. In all of the craziness of the morning, Claire hadn't realized how early it still was. The sun had barely begun to rise.

"I love you, Claire. Red hair and all."

He leaned down to place a gentle kiss on Claire's lips. When she pulled away, Claire snuggled into his shoulder. "They'll find her, right?"

"They will," Owen promised. "And if they don't, we will."

Owen's confidence made Claire feel a bit better, but her body still shook with worry for their daughter. What was she doing? Were they taking care of her? Was she already being probed for scientific experimentation?

Noticing Claire's racing mind behind her wide eyes, Owen stood. "There's nothing we can do right now but wait. Maybe we should try to get some more sleep. We'll be able to search better if we're well rested."

Claire was hesitant but she finally stood and took Owen's outstretched hand. "I don't know if I'll be able to sleep," she said.

"Me, neither," Owen replied. "But we can at least try. Maisie needs us to be at the top of our game."

This time, Claire laughed. "That day at the park, I'd gotten like three hours of sleep the night before. I was so nervous about the investors coming."

"I had a full night's sleep," Owen said.

"Of course, you did," she replied. "That's why you were able to save us."

Owen squeezed her tightly. "You saved me, remember? You killed that Pteranodon."

She smiled at the memory. "And then you kissed me. Our first kiss, I might add."

"Exactly. Not everything about that day was terrible."

"Not all the memories were bad," Claire remarked, thinking about what Owen had said when they revisited the island. They were near the scene of their first kiss when he said it, too. It was what made her realize they never should have broken up.

Had a month really passed since they were running from lava and hiding from mercenaries? That meant they'd only been together for a month. If they counted the two years between Jurassic World and their most recent breakup, their relationship was a lot longer. It certainly felt like they'd been together forever.

"I love you, too, Owen," she said suddenly. "I hope you know that."

"So when Office Douglass calls with non-Maisie related questions, you won't answer?"

His question startled her. "You were jealous, too!"

Owen laughed. "I'm not sure I can compete with Officer Tall Dark and Handsome."

"Oh, Owen, there's no competition."

He kissed her again. "Good."

They walked arm and arm into the trailer, leaving muddle footprints on the linoleum floor. "I think we should wash up before we get in bed."

"Probably for the best. I don't want your dirty feet touching me while we pretend to sleep."

"My dirty feet?" Claire exclaimed. "Look at yours!"

Owen laughed. "We're both a mess. You can shower first."

He kissed her once more and released her into the small bathroom. As tempting as it was to join her, the shower was barely big enough for one person, let alone two.

Living with Maisie in the trailer made it difficult for Claire and Owen to get intimate. They made it work by sending Maisie to hang out with her cousins at Claire's sister's house, but it wasn't convenient. All the more reason for Owen to finish the cabin so they had their own room.

Having a physical house would be a new adventure for Owen. He went into the Navy right out of high school and lived in temporary apartments, in tents, and on ships until he got out. Then he started his work with InGen and brought his bungalow to Isla Nublar.

Owen finally decided to build the cabin when he left Claire. She could never be happy living in a house on wheels and he could never be happy without her. He planned on winning her back once the place was finished and he could promise her more than a trailer. Their trip back to Isla Nublar sped up the process. His relationship with Claire and Maisie are the only good things to come out of that trip.

And Blue, but Owen tried not to think about her too much. If he did, he might get overwhelmed with worry. Was she okay? Had she been captured?

Claire emerged from the shower, pulling Owen from his thoughts. She had wrapped her slim body in a rough, white towel. Claire looked just as beautiful as she did on their first date. Owen swore to himself he would never screw things up again the way he did back then.

"All yours," Claire said. She picked through the drawers and found a pair of pajamas to change into. With Spring in full bloom in their southern California town, a tank-top and cotton shorts was all Claire needed for an easy sleep. Luckily, the trailer had air conditioning.

Owen's shower didn't last long and soon enough they were cuddled together in bed, both wishing for sleep.

"What do we do now?" Claire asked quietly, snuggling against Owen's side.

"We stick together," he answered. "For survival."

She laughed. "I'm never leaving your side again," Claire promised.

"Ditto," Owen said.

Claire's breathing steadied and Owen smiled. He wasn't lying when he said Maisie would need them at their best and he knew a few more hours' rest would give them the energy they needed to find their daughter.

Owen closed his eyes. Within seconds, he was drifting off to sleep. Unfortunately, without the supplement of a sleeping gas, his dreams turned into nightmares.

The worst one was him watching Maisie get picked up by a Pteranodon and not being able to do anything to save her.