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For the first few hours of work, Owen had been able to stand it. He honestly knew the question would be coming, but didn't expect his friend to be prying so much. As soon as he had walked in, Barry had shot him a sideways grin, waiting for a full blown explanation. At first, he'd acted as if he didn't notice Barry's grin, but soon the man had finally asked him.

"C'mon, don't keep me waiting. How was it?" Barry asked.

Owen turned and faced his fellow co-worker. "It was good, I got her to loosen up a little." He watched as the raptors ran, chasing.

Barry's eyes widened, not believing what he was hearing at all. The man had never seen Claire Dearing let loose a bit, if at all, it seemed like every day she got more and more strict. She was always making sure everything was perfect, and firing the people's who fault's it was when it wasn't done right. However, she might run the park, but she didn't work with the animals, she didn't understand how hard their jobs were. He'd like to see her even try to train the raptors.

"Why are you lying to me, I thought I was your best friend." Barry stated; still refusing to believe what Owen stated.

Owen shrugged. "We're going out again tonight."

Barry laughed. "Your serious, you really like this girl don't you?"

"She's different. And the way she acts here, that's not really her." He answered, remember the way she'd taken the shot, even though she'd been on a diet and hadn't wanted to.

000

Lowery placed a dinosaur figurine on his desk, leaning down and facing it to perfection. The last dinosaur to make his desk the perfect little habitat. Last night he'd gone out to eat, not finding anything in his fridge to make. He'd be surprised when he'd seen Claire and Owen walk in, especially when he noticed the two were together, on a date it seemed. Lowery had watched and been surprised by what he saw. Claire had acted so different that night, and it seemed as if, dare he say, that she had had fun.

He tried to ask her slyly, but in the end, failed at doing so. "I was at this place last night, eating, when I saw you and Owen." He said conversationally.

Claire's eye widened for a second, but she didn't want to make it seem like anything. Her and Owen were official yet. They'd gone on one date, and they were going to try another, it didn't mean they were dating. She nodded, looking up and watching the screen. She ignored the look she got from the other girl working in the room, Vivian when Lowery spoke.

"Yes, Mr. Grady accompanied me to dinner last night." She tried to shrug it off as if it was nothing, not wanting to really talk about the subject. She was here to work, not to socialize.

Vivian and Lowery exchanged a single glance before going back to work, not daring to go up against Claire.

000

"Owen, where are we going?" Claire asked. She had no idea what Owen had in plan for the second date, and now that they were driving, she had even less of an idea. She'd worn heels and a nice dress, and Owen had told her she'd probably be more comfortable in tennis shoes and a pair of pants with a t-shirt. Within fifteen minutes after that, she'd arrived dressed as told.

Owen simply smiled, enjoying the moment. "Calm down, enjoy the view." He told her.

Claire looked out the window. "What view, it's completely dark."

However, the man didn't answer her, but continued to drive. The nerves were going to kill her. Where were they going? And why did Owen refuse to tell her. She looked out the window, her eyes meeting the blackness of the night, and waiting till they finally pulled up in...in front of the raptor paddock. He stepped out, making his way around the car and opening the door for her, leaving them face to face.

He smiled, excited, and moved out of the way to allow her to get out of the car. "Owen," Claire started, speaking her concern about where they were. "Why are we at the raptor paddock?" She couldn't keep her worries about where they were inside herself, and she supposed this was the best time to speak them, and she needed answers.

Owen just grabbed her hand, walking forward. "I'm going to show you what I do for a living, Claire. You may run the park, but you don't seem to know a single animal in it."

"Of course I do. In this paddock is Velociratpor 455, 478, 461, and 453." She defended herself.

He laughed, leading her to the top of the paddock, where he would have them race. She, again, could not figure out what Owen had planned for the date. Obviously it had been nothing like the last date, and would, dare Claire hope, would be better. Last night's date had been good, so good she'd almost consider it great. But there were moment's she would like to do differently. However, she was happen with the end result of it all.

And then, right below her, were raptors. Claire had never seen a dinosaur so close that wasn't behind glass. Her eyes widened as she watched them come out, talking to each other in a secret language she couldn't quite understand. Each one was different in their own way, yet they all looked the same, especially in the dark.

He didn't intend for it to stay dark, though, and turned on lights that would light up a stadium. Now she could see them more closely, see single details that they used to tell each creature apart from the other. Owen came, walking up beside her.

"Claire, meet Blue, Delta, Charlie, and Echo."

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