Disclaimer:I do not own any rights to Jurassic park.

Chapter 4: Helicopter

The silver and blue helicopter wheeled over the city. The pilot was a tall and slim, blond hair barely poked from under the front of his helmet and over his Aviator sunglasses, his name was Matt Amity and he was thirty five. He landed the helicopter on the helipad on the roof of INGen's head quarters in San Diego. Amity had been called as more of a precaution.

Rob Bartlett, the co-pilot, sat beside Amity. A muscular man of thirty, his dark hair also bristled from under his helmet. He was tall and rather pale.

"Where are they?" questioned Bartlett.

"I don't know." answered Amity, "I was told to take off if they didn't show up in fifteen minutes."

But sure enough an official looking executive, a man in all black, a woman in jeans, and tall man in khakis appeared at the door to the roof. Their clothes were all a flutter in the hurricane-like winds produced by the rotors. The man in khakis held his hat firmly on his head and the woman nearly choked on the long blond hair that was now being forced down her throat. The other two men approached ahead of the man and woman.

The group entered the helicopter slowly ducking their heads.

"And we're...off." Amity said as he pulled on the throttle.

The helicopter took off cleanly from the roof. Their destination was a tiny private airfield in Costa Rica. The whole group would have to stay in Costa Rica for a night after which the same helicopter would take them to an island not far off the coast. This had not pleased Amity at all. But he was able to stay, free of charge, at a resort so it wasn't all bad. Bartlett was not too thrilled about the overnight stay either.

"So what's the deal with this whole thing?" Bartlett asked Amity over his head-set radio.

"I've got no clue." replied Amity, "But I have this funny feeling about it."

"Really?" questioned Bartlett, "That's kind of weird."

"Yea, I don't know, but I hope I'm wrong." replied Amity.

"Me too." said Bartlett.

The two laughed and continued on their way.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Grant sighed as he sat down in his seat on the pilots hadn't looked to happy as Grant had peaked into the cockpit, in fact they looked down right miserable. The entire idea of this whole mess was making Grant miserable. He thought of the park, he thought of the dead and he thought of how he was on his way there again. He wasn't looking forward to it. The reason he had even agreed to go was still even unclear to Grant.

He looked at Ellie and sighed again. There it was. That's why he went. He still loved Ellie. He hadn't stopped loving her. When she agreed he jumped at the chance and also said yes. He hadn't even moved on from her. He had focused on work, he focused on his theories. However he had never let her out of his mind. He was feeling vulnerable all of a sudden as he realised why he had come. He regained his head and returned to what was happening around him.

Tim was talking about something Grant feigned some interest in but he soon even lost what interest he faked. Tim finished talking and now Ellie and Malcolm began a conversation while Tim sat and stared out the window. Grant saw his chance and pulled his hat over his eyes and fell asleep.

Grant woke three hours later. Elie's head rested on his shoulder. He felt a forgotten hope reignite in his heart, but as soon as the feeling had come he thought of Ellie's husband. Allan had grown close to the man. They had become fast friends after they first met. Grant had often met with him and Ellie at bars, or enjoyed the nights away from the kids and Grant enjoyed his time away from the bones of animals that had been dead for more than 65 million years. Grant rested his head against the cool glass of the window and went back to sleep.