A/N: Well, ask and you shall receive. Here is the next chapter. Please think of this as the calm before the storm. Literally.

There's a lot of work to be done on this fan-fic coming up. Believe it or not, I have big plans for this fan-fic.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Jurassic World or anything about it. I do love dinosaurs though.

Owen yawned loudly as he stood guard outside of the building. The night was nearing and he couldn't help but feel that he shouldn't be here. Then again, it wasn't really up to him anymore. After having the best nap he had had in ages, Claire found out from a guard that was sleeping the afternoon away without a care in the world in his office. So now he had to be on guard duty. Honestly, it was almost worth it. Almost. At least the company was somewhat decent. Somewhat.

"So… What are you in for Owen?" William, a night guard asked him conversationally.

"What am I in for?" Owen asked, with no little amount of confusion in his voice.

"In this shift," William explained. "I mean, no one gets put on this shift unless they messed something up."

"Oh, you know…" Owen looked away and shrugged. "I just slept on the job. Once or twice."

Honestly, it was a bit more. But he didn't want them to know that. Nor did he want them, or anyone for that matter, knowing that it had been Claire who had caught him. He was pretty sure the punishment wouldn't have been this harsh had she not seen that he had drooled on the reports he was going to submit to her. Now he had to retype those as well. The day just kept getting worse and worse.

"Is that all?" Mark, another night guard asked uncertainly. "That doesn't seem so bad."

"You think?" Owen asked. "I mean, I agree obviously. But really, you think so too?"

"Oh yeah," William nodded along with Mark. "I mean, at least you didn't, oh I don't know, lose a dinosaur."

"What?!" Owen asked incredulously. That was without a doubt the worst thing anyone could do in Jurassic World, right after killing a dinosaur. Luckily, that had never happened before. "Of course not!"

Mark coughed sheepishly and looked away in embarrassment. It was pretty obvious what that meant.

Owen turned to stare at him dubiously. "Hold on a sec. Did you actually…"

"They're sneaky!" Mark cried out in near tears. "They're small, cunning, and fast. And those dinosaurs... They know more than they should. What could I have done? I'm just a man!"

"Not glance away at a passing hot lady would have helped probably." William muttered.

"Hey!" Mark turned on William. "I don't want to hear that from you of all people. At least I didn't step on a dinosaur and break it's tail!"

"It walked directly under my foot while I was walking!" William shouted back at him. "That wasn't my fault!"

'This is it…' Owen thought as he looked up at the sky while they started to argue about who the biggest screw-up was. It sounded like this wasn't the first time that they had done this. And he was willing to bet that it most certainly would not be the last. 'This is how my night is going to go, as well as the rest of my nights this week… Wait a second! Am I just like them? Is that why I'm here? Is that it?!'

While Owen was pondering about his apparent place in the park, the sun started to set further in the sky. After a while, William and Mark finally stopped arguing and left in separate directions to do the rounds. Owen decided to stay where he was and guard the front door for a while longer. Idly, he checked over the people who were leaving. Most of them were scientists and people working in operations. He knew most of them, some even waved sympathetically when they walked by him. He just nodded back before continuing his lookout.

After a while, Owen was pretty sure the building must be empty, except for the guards on the inside. After a while, there was no apparent activity or life of the building. Owen mentally did a head count in his head. Since the visitors and office workers had all left earlier, or at least the important people, that only left the scientists inside. There weren't very many of them. Jurassic World had a small group of scientists, but each person was worth an entire group by themselves. So it was really easy to know and keep track of them. Owen had seen all of the scientists walk out during his shift, except for Henry Wu, which meant that Henry Wu hadn't left yet for some reason. Henry could have left through another exit, but that wouldn't be like him. Henry didn't like wasting time. Well, not unless it was he who was wasting it. Henry could be a dick like that, just like Vic. It was a wonder that they hadn't bonded over that fact yet.

Owen kept an eye on the windows and doors as he started his own rounds. Occasionally, he would walk up and check to see if anything was open. Nothing was. It seemed that security had really stepped up their game. How unfortunate. It wasn't that bad though. He was sure he could manage to find a new way in to visit Frost and Gale. It would take a while, but he would manage. They were depending on him. He was their one source of normalcy. That was the key, with them. If he was around, they would be tamer. Not by much, but honestly, they were dinosaurs. He would never expect too much understanding between them. Already, Blue and the others seemed to regard him with more than respect in their eyes. There was a hunger lurking in their eyes now. It would only be a matter of time before that hunger took over enough for them to try to eat him.

Another light turned off in the building. Owen took note and figured it was the cleaning crew. They usually cleaned around this time, he guessed. He never knew that since he was never here around this time. So at least he was learning something new tonight. Well, besides the fact they this shift was for screw-ups. That kind of sucked.

"Are you done already?" William asked.

Owen turned around sharply. William was staring at him in confusion. No doubt he was wondering what Owen was doing off of the path that he was supposed to be on.

"Pretty much," Owen said. "I was just double-checking the doors."

"Huh," William looked behind Owen. "You sure are taking this shift seriously Owen."

'Someone should,' Owen thought. Outwardly though, he merely nodded. Griping wouldn't change a thing.

"Well, it seems like we're pretty much done here. Mark and I are going to check one more area, then leave. You're free to go now though, if you want."

'I wish I could…' Owen thought glumly. He really, really did. But right now, he had more pressing concerns. Still, it didn't seem like there was any way in, short of breaking and entering. And despite what many other people may say, not even he was that crazy. Or desperate.

"Owen!" William snapped his fingers loudly directly in front of Owen's face.

"Hey!" Owen pushed his arm out of the way and started to walk away. "That suits me just fine. I was getting bored out here anyways. I'll head home. Later Will."

"One more thing," William said. "Tomorrow night, it seems like there will be a thunder storm. So we'll be doing the rounds inside. Don't forget that."

"Thunder storm, huh?" Owen muttered to himself as he kept walking. That would be interesting. They've only had a few thunder storms so far since the park had reopened. Nothing major happened. Still, everyone tended to hold their breath whenever a thunder storm came rolling in. After all, it was a thunder storm that the biggest incident on this island ever happened. The Island Nublar Incident. In the beginning, some people would even make sure to always stay near the shelters just in case things went south. To this day, some still did. Owen was guilty of it once. It was only because Dr. Grant had scared him as a kid with some of the stories he would tell, when he was drunk enough to talk about it. He would never mention it and would constantly avoid the topic when sober. But when he had a few drinks, he would bring it up. And Owen made sure to stay clear of Rexy based on what he had heard.

Eventually, after a few more fruitless tries on the windows, Owen got to his motorcycle and got on. He revved it up and started the long but quick ride back to his bungalow. He checked his surrounding while he was doing this. Sometimes, rarely, a dinosaur would escape and kill someone in the forest. He made sure to always be attentive after he was hired. After someone was killed, he made sure to be extra attentive. It paid off. After a few months, someone had ignored protocol and taken a walk in the forest. They found his body in the river the following morning. It wasn't pretty. The poor bastard had run into an Ankylosaurus and gotten, as someone in Control had said, "Hammer timed." It was a really poor joke. Still, the thing stuck. And now the Gyrospheres, when music mode was enabled, would play MC Hammer whenever it was near them. Owen had very little doubt that the same man from Control was responsible for that. He had to give it to the guy though, the man was thorough.

Owen slowed down and pulled out his phone. Usually, he wouldn't text and drive. But this was important. He needed to check up on several things. Most importantly though, Mrs. Reiman and Zara. He needed to talk to both of them, and soon. It would help if he knew what about though. Neither of them gave him much to go on regrettably. And he didn't want to meet with them under informed. His "outing" with Claire had taught him that. And he wouldn't make the same mistake again. Well, at least not on purpose. Unfortunately, there weren't any new e-mails or texts from either of them.

Clicking his tongue in annoyance, he put his phone back in his pocket and sped up for the last part of the ride home. A few creatures could be heard over the roar of his engine. None sounded like dinosaurs though, so he wasn't too worried. Another thing he made sure of was to place his bungalow not only far away from other people, but also far away from the other dinosaurs. He liked being right in the middle. It left him with rather easy access to any area whenever needed. It also made it easier for him to leave in a hurry in case he was late or needed to avoid people. Like Vic.

Owen slowed down his bike once he was finally near his home. Once it stopped, he stood up and walked over to his house. He didn't bother locking up his bike. There really wasn't a need for it here. No one would come by and it's not like there were many places for a person to ride it away without getting caught on camera or attacked by a dinosaur. When it came to being eaten, any other option was preferable. It was yet another reason why there weren't many major rule breakers on the island. No one, staff and tourist alike, wanted another Cretaceous Cruise Calamity.

The door to the bungalow swung open with a slight push from Owen before he quickly shut it behind him. He paused momentarily to make sure that no one was inside. It didn't look like anyone was there. His mess was where he had left it without any of it out of place. There weren't any suspicious sounds either. Owen sighed in relief before going over to his couch and sitting down heavily on it. At this point, there wasn't much else he could do. He had no way to see Frost and Gale. Blue and the others would need to be watched harder until the paddock was finished. He would need to supervise the construction for the Velociraptor Paddock too, which would eat up a lot of his time. Honestly, the only thing that could make this situation worse would be if Vic came and told him that he was going to Isla Sorna. Owen snorted amusedly at that thought. That would be the day.

The wind blew harder, shaking his windows. Owen turned and glanced outside. The wind was picking up. It wasn't bad, but it was certainly stronger than normal. He decided to take some time to unhook and unchain everything that needed to be outside and haphazardly toss it into his bungalow. The other stuff he simply picked up and push it into the corners of his place. He decided to take extra care with his hammock and tie that again inside his bungalow just because. Once he was done, the outside looked strangely bare while the inside was more cramped than ever. He looked up and took notice of the bigger than average dark clouds in the sky. There must really be a big storm heading there way. That didn't bode well. A really rainy day would also be another way his day could get worse. Especially since he had to meet with Zara tomorrow. While he was sure that Zara wouldn't blame him since the weather would get in the way, he would still prefer that they meet. If only just to make up for blowing her off tonight. Especially since it was for nothing now.

"Ah Hell…" Owen muttered before pulling out his phone. "I might as well try and see what happens."

Are you awake? – O

Owen wanted to hit himself as soon as he pressed send. That was terrible. So terrible. He agonized over it for almost a whole minute before his phone beeped. He warily checked it.

I guess I am. What's up Owen? – Z

Owen sighed in relief. She didn't call him Mr. Grady like she usually did whenever she was mad. That was a start. He drummed his fingers on his leg thoughtfully before coming up with a response.

I was just checking. Are we still on for lunch tomorrow? – O

I am if you are. Where would you like to meet? – Z

Owen racked his brain to think of a good place to go. Jurassic World had a lot of places to go to. They spared no expense. This would be the first time that that fact may work out in his favor though. He just had to remember what Zara liked. At least she wasn't as picky as Claire. He panicked suddenly. What is she was in certain aspects? That would be bad. It didn't matter though. He could adapt. Getting up, he ran towards his closet and pulled it open. He sighed in relief when he immediately saw what he was looking for. In the corner was some decent clothing. There was even a suit or two. He knew he didn't pack those. It was definitely his mom. She double-checked his luggage for him. She always did, even when he went to the Navy. He would be more mortified were it not always so helpful. Still, for now though he quickly typed in a response.

NOBU? – O

The sushi place? – Z

Is there any other? – O

OK. That works for me. I'm surprised that you actually managed to get a reservation there. – Z

"Damn…" Owen winced. He forgot about how busy NOBU could get. It was worse now that he had already brought it up and she had said yes. There was no choice now.

I'm not that clueless. – O

Mhm – Z

Really? So are we good then? – O

Yes, I'll see you then. – Z

Later gator. – O

Good night, Owen. – Z

"G'night Zara." Owen murmured before turning off his phone and tossing it onto the other side of his bed. He quickly changed his clothes and proceeded to flop carelessly onto his bed and groan loudly. It really was a waste of a day. And now he had a lot of problems to deal with tomorrow. Well, only some could really be considered problems. The rest, well, he'd take them as they came. It didn't matter much to him right now. The main focus would have to be Frost and Gale. Blue and the rest of the pack could care for themselves. Frost and Gale needed help. Especially Gale, she needed to learn more. And Owen needed to make sure that he did it right. So far, Blue was responding far better than any of the other Velociraptors before he had come along. People thought that he had a knack for it, but he knew that they were wrong. He just didn't see them as simple creatures. The respect that he was giving Blue, Charlie, Delta, and Echo helped them to see his place amongst them and there place with him. He doubted the same plan would work for Frost and Gale though. If they had T-Rex blood in them, they may not be a fan of being in a pack. Only time will tell though. Maybe they could meet Blue. Then again, it would be better if they didn't. Gale and Blue seemed like a bad combination. With that last thought in mind, he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

EXTRA

"The movie may have been a bad idea." Owen said into his walkie-talkie.

"You think?" Lowery asked sarcastically. "I could have told you that before you could even write a first draft. Thank Godzilla you didn't make it that far."

Owen looked sadly off to the side at a stack of papers on his desk, next to a bunch of blank reports. "Yeah…"

"… Did you actually write drafts for the movie?" Lowery asked suspiciously.

"Look, it doesn't matter!" Owen retorted. "The point is, I have a new idea. An even better idea."

"Is that a fact?" Lowery leaned back in his chair. "And what is it this time? A Drama CD?"

"Better! A TV show." Owen replied.

"And now we're doing this…" Lowery sighed tiredly. "OK, I'll bite. What's it going to be about?"

"Blue and I would hunt things down in the forest, for starters." Owen said.

"Uh huh…" Lowery nodded slowly. "OK, and why would you be doing that?"

"I don't know," Owen shrugged. "Does it matter? It'll be cool. Blue and I will hunt down animals. I'll help her track and chase them down on my motorcycle before she finishes them off. How badass is that?"

"And what would you call this TV show?" Lowery asked with minor interest.

"Blue's Clues: Raptor Edition." Owen stated proudly.

A/N: I am sure someone else came up with the Blue's Clues thing before me. Still, I thought of it and wanted it in this extra. I dreamt up some episodes. It was bloody and awesome.

I've been bad about updating… Sorry about that. I'm working on it. It's hard to schedule this in with my life. Still, it'll get out there.

More of Jurassic Park will be explored. There is the dining area, the other parts of the park, and some other surprises are in store for you. I can't give too much away. I'll just say that Owen is going somewhere that you wouldn't expect.

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