Hey guys! I'm here with my first Jurassic World fanfiction! Please review (good or bad, I like constructive critisism)! I'll try and be consistant with this one! This is basically set after the events and reprocussions of Jurassic World! Enjoy!
Owen was awakened by a soft knock at his door. He didn't mind though, he was having a dream that was about to turn into a nightmare anyway. He opened up the door to find Claire, tears staining her face. He looked at the clock: 2:48 a.m.
"Claire, are you okay?", he asked. She stepped in, hugging him. He wrapped his arms around her as well, kissing the top of her head. It was then, that he was very aware he was only in his boxers. He glaced down at her attire as she pulled away from him, a long t-shirt. He allowed his mind to wander to thoughts of if there was anything under it, before Claire's voice brought him out of his trace.
"I'm sorry to wake you up, just, the nightmares, they've started.", she choked out. He wrapped his arms around her again as she broke down.
"What happened?", he murmered, still keeping her in his arms.
"When you went into the woods with the raptors and the indominus, you never came out.", she was full-on sobbing at this point, it crushed Owen," I don't know what I would have done if that happened."
"Shhh, I'm okay, I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere.", he kissed the top of her head. She pulled back out of his arms and stared up at him.
"Look, Owen, I don't know if this would be weird to ask, but can you maybe come back to my room with me? I don't want to sleep in there alone", she murmered.
"Of course", he smiled, taking her hand and leading her down the hall. In all honesty, his bed was smaller than the one Claire was sleeping in, meaning less comfortable so, he wasn't complaining in the slightest. He also wasn't complaining about the fact that he would be sleeping next to Claire Dearing. As they walked in, Owen shut the door. Claire had crawled back to the indent where she had been laying before. She looked up at Owen, waiting for him to lay down next to her. He crawled over her to the side there was more room on, before laying on his back. Claire had taken that moment to lay her head on Owen's bare chest, her arms around him. He wrapped his arms around her as well, taking a deep breath before drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
Claire awoke to a cold patch next to her bed. Owen was gone. She sat up, stretching out her arms before hearing the bedroom door click open, Owen waltzing in.
"Where were you?", she asked, more panic showing in her voice than she meant there to be.
"Relax, I just went to pee. My indescribable ass and I are still allowed to do that, right?", he chuckled.
"Shut up", she said, pretending to be annoyed, though she couldn't help the smile creeping up on her face.
"I'm going to go put some clothes on, since I doubt you really want me going downstairs in my boxers, and you can put some more clothes on too, for your nephews sake", he said. She nodded as he left the room, but he was wrong. She really did want him to go downstairs in only his boxers. That also meant he wouldn't have to leave her sight again. It wasn't fair to anyone that she panicked when he was out of her line of sight, or when she was alone, but could you blame her after the events of the past few days?
Stil, she grabbed her bra and a pair of sweatpants and put them on, running her fingers through her hair before heading downstairs. Everyone else was already down there, all sitting at the kitchen counter on barstools, eating the pancakes Karen had made them. The boys were discussing what they would do before they went to their dads in a few days, things like how they would deal with being away from Claire and Owen for a night. They lived with their mom full time, other than once a week when they spent the night at their dads. Karen was questioning Owen about his time in the Navy and at the park. Claire, she was just trying to cope with the fact that she was free. No more lawsuits, meetings, anything about that stupid park. That part of her life was over, and a new part was starting, hopefully, with Owen.
She was brought out of her thoughts by Karen saying goodbye, as she was headed off to work. She had used all her vacation days in Costa Rica with Claire and the boys after the incedent. Claire murmered a goodbye before starting up a conversation with her nephews.
Living in the small town that they did, the boys had decided to go with Owen to the arcade while Claire went shopping for clothes, considering the very limited amount she was able to get after the incident. She went to several stores, getting shoes, shirts, pants, shorts, skirts, dresses, underwear, and bras, the last two catigories Owen was her focus thought. The boys had met her outside of the mall, ready to go home.
After everyone was home, they had put on a movie and Claire had started dinner. Her phone had started ringing, of course, right after she had started cooking, something she rarely did.
"Hey sister", Karen had said.
"Hey, is everything okay?", Claire asked.
"Yeah, I'll just probably be working until two in the morning, going to work at nine tomorrow morning.", she responded.
"That sucks, why?", she asked.
"A buissness deal fell through. Are you and Owen okay with watching the boys?", Karen questioned.
"Yeah, of course.", she nodded, though Karen couldn't see her.
"Good. Hey, I got to go. Love ya", Karen hurridly said before hanging up. Claire put down her phone and resumed the pasta she was making.
After dinner, they watched one more movie before deciding to go to bed, as it was nine p.m. They all said goodnight and went their seperate ways. Claire tossed and turned for what seemed like hours, but was only one and a half. She sat up defeated, before hearing a small knock on the door.
