The boat looked like a shrunken down navy battle ship. The last of the crates of eggs were being bored. Dr. Richard was making tallies on a clip board and I was twisting a bracelet on my wrist, a new bracelet.

Dr. Richard, or Evan as he instructed me to call him, had given it to me less than ten minutes ago. It was made out of leather and had turquoise beads on it. A going away present as he had called it. I wondered if it meant something more. I wondered if I wanted it to mean something more...

"Ready to go, Arbor?" Mark asked as he approached me. He had a backpack slung over his shoulder and a Jurassic Park hat on his head. I laughed at the irony of it and stood up.

"All set," I smiled. I quickly tied my brunette hair up into a pony tail and adjusted the bracelet. I was wearing hiking boots, cargo shorts, a T-shirt and a jacket. Evan said the island was rugged, it hadn't been tamed in the slightest. My team and I were going to be shipped there by boat and deposited on the beach. We would each have a pack of half a dozen eggs. From the beach we would head inland. The terrain was going to require some hiking to reach the drop off point for the eggs. When Evan had hiked the island a few months back he had found fossilized nests from dinosaurs. We would leave the eggs there to hatch or die. And then we would get out.

I scuffed my boots on the metal ramp leading me up the boat. Dr. Richards was watching me board, I managed to flash him a half smile before I disappeared into a cabin. I dropped my duffle bag on my bunk and pulled out my island map. I wanted to familiarize myself with it as much as possible before the big journey.

I could feel the ship lurching into motion as its engines sputtered to life. I closed the map and popped a couple aspirin to help with sea sickness. I wished we could have flown a helicopter in, but unfortunately there was no where to land it on the mountainous and forested island.

"Mark, who all is on our mission?" I asked as Mark entered the bunk cabin. He scratched the back of his neck and listed off names.

"You, me, Andy, a navy sergeant Melissa, and four body guards- Muhammad Simon Greg and Vincent,"

"Are you nervous?"

"What, about the mission. It will be a piece of cake, we drop off some eggs and bust ass out of there,"

"I don't know, I just get a bad feeling about it," I shrugged.

"Why, is your lover not here to protect you?" Mark mocked Dr. Richard, err, Evan. I slapped his arm.

"Shut up!" I snapped, but I couldn't help but laugh as well. Mark surrendered his teasing and sat down on his bunk.

"Any idea's about what Isla Nublar will be used for now that we kidnapped all the governments dinosaurs?" Mark snickered.

"They'll probably forget about it and focus their attention on some war somewhere," I sighed.

"Or the government will come after us and execute us all in federal prison," Mark gave another idea. My mouth hung open.

"Why in the hell would you say something like that?" I exclaimed in horror. Mark laughed at my ridiculous expression.

"Kidding, Arbor. Chill out, this operation is only slightly illegal,"

I glared at him and pursed my lips. "You aren't very funny," I muttered. Suddenly a gravely voice burst out over the ships intercom. Since it was the only other female voice aboard the ship, I assumed it was Melissa.

"All operators report to main deck immediately," she said with no room for debate. Mark and I quickly exited the bunk rooms and headed up the stairs. The instant I opened the door to the deck a blast of salty sea air hit me. Surrounding the ship on all sides was dark blue ocean, the waves had white crests on them and gulls squalled in the distance. Isla Nublar was well out of sight.

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Melissa. She was tan and had leathery skin. Her eyes were so dark they almost looked black. Her hair was short and cropped to keep it out of the way - but it was unruly and curly and lay in a black mass on her head. She was wearing a blue uniform with her hands clasped behind her back. I decided quickly she looked honorable, but there was something I didn't quite trust behind her dark eyes.

"Attention," her voice boomed. It seemed to carry for miles, like she had shouted the word right into my ear. I stood stock still with my green eyes glued to her face.

"I am leader of this mission, and you all will answer to me. Before you act, ask me. Before you think, ask me. Before you do anything that could jeopardize our crew, ask me. We will arrive on Isla Ciaru at roughly 22 hundred hours. Dinner is in the break room, I expect everyone to be there in thirty minutes,"

The crew mumbled out yes ma'ms and dispersed. I stayed up on the top deck and watched the ship cruise over the deep sea. For some reason I had a shaky feeling in my stomach, and this feeling wasn't caused by sea sickness.