A/N: GingertheTiger has informed me that Zara Young is engaged. Turns out, GingertheTiger is correct. Well, this story is before the movie, so she's not engaged yet, so it's ok? Lol, they still may not end up together. It's a maybe. They'll likely be really good friends though, at the very least.

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

A crash of thunder in the night along the pitter-pattering of rain caused Owen to once again curse. His good night of rest didn't as long as he had hoped that it would. Shortly before the sun was due to rise, the storm had hit. William had been spot-on when he had hinted that it would be bad. None of the other thunder storms had been close to this bad. Owen half wondered if this was like at the pre-opening of Jurassic Park. He quickly discarded that thought. It would be best to not jinx it. Then again, he had already thought it. It was too late now.

There was a good chance that a lot of the staff would now be in the storm shelter. Everyone was overly cautious. It didn't really help though. Human stupidity would always ensure that the carnivorous dinosaurs on the island would always be able to occasionally snack on a human being. While the death toll wasn't that bad, in the fatality/time ratio, it was still enough to worry some people. Obviously not the upper management, or the multitude of tourists though.

Owen decided to not go down that train of thought and got up begrudgingly before glaring out of the window at the rain. A flash of lightning and an accompanying roar of thunder was the storm's response. He grit his teeth and got up. There was no use in trying to stay in bed now. He idly checked his phone as he started to brush his teeth. There were no new messages luckily. Most times, someone, anyone, would message him for something. Mostly it was to help out around the park. Unfortunately, he was obliged to help more often than not. Since the Velociraptors weren't old enough to be a worthwhile attraction yet, he really had nothing better to do. Still, it could have been worse. He could have been working on Vic's security team. That was a fate he wouldn't wish upon anyone. Well, except for Doc. Doc definitely deserved it.

As Owen browsed and deleted stuff in his inbox, he noticed the messages he had exchanged with Zara the previous night. He winced as he recalled what he had said, and now had to do. A sound of thunder brought his attention back outside. It was pouring harder than ever now. Maybe, if he was really lucky, the rain would close the shop down. It was a longshot, since attractions and the like in the park rarely ever closed, but there was still a very slim chance. It was honestly the best that he could hope for until he could get there and beg in person. Even then, that probably wouldn't work either. The head chef/owner, Shun, was a very strict Japanese man. To make things even more difficult, he was a martial artist too. One time, Owen recalled hearing about an incident that had happened at the place. One customer got very rowdy, so Shun had… Well, finished him. After that incident, other workers, and then the tourists, around the park started to refer to him as Nobunaga. It certainly fit. And now Owen had to convince him to allow him a table. Owen sent a quick e-mail to the restaurant, just to be safe, in the hope that Shun would be merciful. He wouldn't hold his breath though.

Owen changed to some clothes better suited for the weather before putting on a rain coat. It wouldn't help much though since he would be riding his bike there. But still, it was better than nothing. Just as he was about to go out, the lights flickered in the bungalow. Owen stilled.

"Come on…" Owen muttered. He stood completely still, waiting for the emergency power to turn on. After a minute, it was still off. Owen started to sweat. This was bad. If the power was off, the electric fence was off as well as the tags on the dinosaurs. That meant that they could roam free. Worse, he was closer to them than civilization was. Just as he was about to run to his closet to pick up a weapon, his thoughts proved to be needless as the lights finally turned back on. Owen sighed in relief.

RING RING RING

Owen wanted to smack his head. That, or go back to bed.

RING RING RI-

"What happened?" Owen asked quickly without even bothering to check who was calling. There could only be one reason.

"Some dinosaurs are loose. Security is on it, they might need your help." A woman's voice, Vivian's, if he remembered correctly, said over the phone.

"What about the girls?" Owen ask, a hint of concern creeping into his voice.

"Girls?" Vivian echoed. "What are you talking about? What girls?"

"My pack!" Owen bit out. It would be a disaster if they managed to escape again, and so soon too. "My Raptor Squad. Did they escape too?"

There was a brief pause on the line before Vivian answered. "No. They're still in their new room. They're running around their room though. Still, they're all accounted for."

"Good," Owen breathed a sigh of relief. "That's really good."

Vivian hummed in agreement. Owen could hear a lot of talking going on in the background over the phone. Before he could ask, Vivian answered him. "There are three major issues right now. The Cretaceous Cruise, the Aviary, and…"

"… And?" Owen asked impatiently.

"That's strange," Vivian murmured. "I could have sworn that there was another issue, but it's not listed anymore now."

"Do you remember anything about it?" Owen could bet what that last issue was about. Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything about it. At least not right now. "Area? Name? Worker?"

"No," Vivian answered. "I was probably imagining things. Anyway, there are two areas of concern right now. We're sending you two members from security and two members from the ACU in a jeep to pick you up."

"Fine," Owen started as he started grabbing some items that he would likely need for this mission. "I'll be waiting here."

"Good luck…" Vivian said hesitantly before ending the call.

"Yeah right." Owen replied to the empty line.

Outside, another blast of lighting and thunder came forth, illuminating his room once more with an eerie light. Owen tried not to think about just how much louder the thunder sounded, or how it seemed awfully reminiscent of a certain dinosaur's roar.

Owen didn't have to wait long for the help to arrive. Shortly after Vivian had hung up, several honks had sounded from outside of his bungalow. It was definitely needed. He almost didn't hear it over the heavy rain. The storm had impossibly gotten worse. Owen, with minor reluctance, got outside and ran to the jeep. The back door opened slightly as he drew closer and he quickly opened it before jumping in and slamming the door behind him.

"I hate this." Owen said bluntly as he buckled his seat belt. "I really, really do."

The driver chuckled a bit but didn't reply. Instead, he slammed his foot on the gas pedal and the jeep sped up, presumingly to wherever they were required to be. The other four were checking over their equipment. Owen glanced around to see what there was to work with. The floor of the jeep was littered with guns and ammunition. He really hoped that nothing was loaded. One bad bump could set a gun off. Based on the state of things though, he was pretty sure that none of the guns were loaded. He noticed one that seemed a bit out of place.

"Is that a sniper rifle?" Owen asked disbelievingly. It was, he was sure, and a part of him hard trouble believing it.

One of the members of the ACU looked over dubiously. "Uh, seems like it."

"How are any of us going to use a sniper rifle in this storm?" Owen picked it up. It was definitely pretty sweet, but utterly useless for this situation.

The ACU member looked over at the security member in the front seat. "That's a good question. Would you like to answer him, Aaron?"

"Come on Ray," Aaron whined. "You said bring the guns. You didn't specify what kind of guns. So I brought a bunch. Besides, isn't it better to have a sniper rifle and not need it than to need a sniper rifle and not have it?"

"He's got a point." The other security member chimed in.

"Thank you! Hear that, Ray? George agrees." Aaron said triumphantly.

Ray sighed and turned to look out the window.

"Well that explains a lot," Owen commented before carefully placing the sniper rifle back onto the floor. "So, where are we heading? The Cretaceous Cruise or the Aviary?"

"The Cretaceous Cruise," The driver said roughly. "It's closer."

"Well in that case…" Owen hefted up a shotgun. It would be a good primary weapon in case the carnivores got too close.

"Remember, our main goal is to subdue them, not to kill them." Ray stated.

"I know," Owen snapped. "But if they get too close, they'll be able to bite me before the tranquilizer kicks in. This is insurance."

"I don't think Mr. Masrani will like that." George said trepidatiously.

"He'll live," Owen said. "And hopefully, we will too. Better to have it and not need it, right?"

"Right." George nodded and also picked up a shotgun.

"Have it your way," Ray nodded approvingly. "But remember, tranquilizing them is the first course of action. Killing is a last resort. Ron, how close are we?"

"I'd say we're close enough now," Ron said. He started to slow the jeep down and turned off the headlights when it seemed safe. He peered out of the window. "Turn off the middle light, will you?"

Aaron did so with noticeable hesitance.

All of them held their breaths as they waited in silence. After what seemed like an eternity, Ron nodded and made a motion to Ray.

"Ok," Ray unlocked his door before continuing with a whisper. "Here's the deal, we're staying outside of the cruise area. Most of the dinosaurs should be staying where they are. In a storm like this, they'll find shelter. Some, however, are hungry or something. They're wandering around. We need to find them, tranq them, and get them back to where they belong. Far away from us."

"Why can't we just use the tracking implants to find them if they leave the area?" George questioned.

"Because the storm is messing with our radar," Ray said with a surprising amount of patience. "Any other questions?"

Aaron raised his hand.

"Yes Aaron?" Ray glared at Aaron.

"We're not splitting up, right?" Aaron asked seriously.

"Well…" Ray started to say.

"I'm with him," Owen cut in. "It would be much better if we were watching each other's backs." He has seen enough shit around the park to learn that staying together was usually a good thing. That, or everyone would be killed in a massacre. Still, there was safety in numbers. Usually.

"Fair enough," Ray agreed begrudgingly. "Ron and I will lead. Aaron and George will be in the middle. Owen, you're going to be in back. Ok?"

"Ok." They all said in agreement.

"Good, now follow me." Ray got out of the car and quickly made a beeline for the trees with Ron closely behind. Aaron and George kept up as best as they could. Owen, since he was bringing up the rear, settled for a slight jog as he took in his surroundings.

They seemed to be pretty close to the start of the cruise area. That was somewhat of a relief. There weren't many trees here. But on the flip side, there wasn't much cover. They could hide under a random tree, but then they would run the risk of getting stuck by lightning. Then a passing dinosaur would most likely eat their flash-fried corpse. Yum.

"Stop daydreaming and hurry up!" Aaron frantically whispered to him.

Owen snapped to attention and noticed that the others had stopped. Aaron had come back to get his attention. Owen nodded and quickly followed Aaron back to the group.

Ray glared at Owen and nodded over in a direction before walking to it slowly with his head down.

Owen and the others quickly followed suit. Ron had his rifle out, aiming at the far tree line. It seemed like the perfect spot for an ambush. Owen kept his rifle at the ready. This was definitely going to be a long morning. Oh well, just another day at Jurassic World.

"What happened?!" Claire yelled to be heard over the noise in the Control Room.

All around her, people were running around and checking data. On the screen, the vitals of the ACU members were displayed. Many of their hearts were beating erratically. Claire glanced over them before turning to look back at the computer screen beside her.

CONTAINMENT BREACH – CRETACEOUS CRUISE

CONTAINMENT BREACH – AVIARY

Claire bit her lip in worry. This wasn't as bad as it could be, but it was still the worst issue Jurassic World had ever had before. Beside her, Zara was anxiously checking her phone. Anyone who would look at her would notice how worried she was. Though most would incorrectly assume it was just because of the current situation.

Zara had half a mind to send Owen a text to check up on him. She couldn't though. If his phone wasn't on silent, the noise from the notification would give his position away to any nearby dinosaurs. She didn't want him to die just because of a text she had sent. She angrily stuffed her phone in her pocket and looked around the room for a distraction. Thankfully, Lowery provided one.

"I think I've got it folks," Lowery stated proudly. The noise died down a bit as Lowery spoke up. "It seems like the Aviary is doing well. The harsh wind made a hole in the roof, several dinosaurs escaped. Most flew back though. I guess they couldn't weather the storm. The ones that kept going got taken down by the ACU. They're safely back in containment now."

Their was a collective sigh of relief in the room. Everyone had honestly been expecting the worst.

"Good," Claire sat down and rubbed her forehead. That was one of the big issues. It wouldn't be good if the Pterodactyls to escape again. The other dinosaurs weren't capable of leaving the island, they could be tracked after the storm if need be. The flying assets, on the other hand, could go out of range. "How about the status at the Cretaceous Cruise?"

"Um…" Lowery went over the reports that had been sent in, and were still being sent in. "It seems like its ok?"

"Are you asking me that or telling me that?" Claire stared at Lowery.

"Well it seems like no one is dead," Lowery replied quickly. "But on the flip side, they haven't run into any dinosaurs. So... Yeah."

"Isn't that a good thing though?" Zara asked. She couldn't help but worry about Owen.

Claire turned to look at her, finally noticing how worried she appeared.

"Relax Zara," Claire said calmly. "We're perfectly safe here."

"Right, I know." Zara tried to smile at Claire. In her pocket though, she was keeping a death grip on her phone. Vivian took notice but decided not to bring it up.

Claire turned back to Lowery. "What's Vic saying? And Commander Hamada?"

"Vic hasn't sent anything in yet," Lowery said after rechecking the reports. "Commander Hamada has though. He's called back the people sent over to the Aviary to come back and help out at the Cretaceous Cruise. They're coming from the other side, so they're going to pincer any escaping dinosaurs in. There are mountains on the sides, so the dinosaurs probably won't go there. Not during a storm. If they do, it's fine, there's no risk of humans or other dinosaurs being there to be eaten. Probably."

"Thank you Lowery," Zara said sarcastically. She checked the main screen again. It appeared that the two ACU members traveling with Owen still had steady vitals. So most likely, they weren't being attacked. That meant that Owen was still safe, so long as he was staying with the group. That thought didn't fill her with much hope. "That really helps."

"Just doing my job." Lowery responded, completely ignoring the heavy sarcasm Zara threw at him.

"Find out what Vic is up to," Claire ordered. "We need all the help we can get. The other areas are ok though, right?"

"Give me a second," Lowery opened a new screen and did a quick check. He nodded in satisfaction at the results. "It seems like it. Nothing worth noting. The Triceratops are all hunkered down in a spot where they're safe from the rain and wind. The dinosaurs in the valley seem to have moved closer to the volcano. Although, I'm checking all of these things on the cameras that are still operational. So I have no idea what the count actually is and where everyone of them is exactly."

"It will have to do for now. Just focus on the Cretaceous area right now. And finding Vic. He should be helping out with this." Claire got up and walked out. Zara quickly followed behind her after taking a lingering look at the main screen.

"On it!" Lowery called back.

"So what now?" Vivian asked him. She kept on eye on Zara as she walked out. Zara was still keeping a hand in her pocket, desperately clutching her phone as if it was a lifeline.

"Now?" Lowery drummed his fingers on the desk in agitation. He kept on eye on the vitals on the screen as he responded. "Now we wait and see who finds who first."

The docks were a mess. The boats were all gone, they had left early both to make sure that they wouldn't be damaged in the coming storm and for anyone who wanted to leave early. For obvious reasons, many people had left. There was a lone figure standing there though. He was staring out at the sea. If one were to look close enough, if there were just a bit more light, one could possibly see a submarine sinking below the dark waters. Once it disappeared, the man turned around and started to walk back towards the main building. His main job was done for the night. Now he had to help make sure that nothing escaped. He pulled out his walkie-talkie once he was far enough away from the crashing waves. It was shaped differently from the ones commonly given out to the workers at Jurassic World.

"This is Vic," Vic grinned triumphantly, not that anyone could see. "The package has been sent. Keep up your good work; I'll let you know what's going on with the package later. Just get me an alibi before Control breathes down my neck, will you?"

"Fine," Henry Wu said stoically back over the walkie-talkie. "Just don't get caught on your way back.

"No worries Doc," Vic said. "I'm heading straight to the Cretaceous Cruise. Have the guys I left with you go there too."

"I already sent them off a little while ago," Henry replied. "They were interfering with my work."

"They were there to make sure nothing bad happened to you." Vic said angrily.

"I am in my laboratory. Nothing bad can happen to me here." Henry retorted.

"Have it your way," Vic responded. "Over and out."

Vic pocketed his walkie-talkie and got into a waiting jeep. The driver was flipping through the radio stations. There was nothing back static.

"Well don't just sit there," Vic yelled boisterously at the driver. "Get a move on! We're going dinosaur hunting."

EXTRA

"So this is the new Velociraptor?" Owen asked as he gazed down at the new addition to the park.

The baby Velociraptor stared up at him curiously. She seemed a lot more normal than the other Velociraptors. The coloring didn't seem strange like Blue's and she didn't exhibit any strange movements like Delta does, she definitely wasn't as angry as Echo. Although, she was pretty alert for a young one. But then, most of the dinosaurs at the park seemed to be. It was hard to tell if that was a result of the cloning or if the dinosaurs were just naturally like that. Then again, she could just be hyper.

"Yes sir," The scientist said, not even looking at the two of them. His eyes were staring at the notebook in his hand as he flipped through it. "Upper management has decided that you need some new oomph in your Raptor Squad. This one was made with Green Iguana DNA."

"I see…" Owen muttered as he appraised the new member of his pack. She was running around the room now, eyeing everything within sight. Her scales almost seemed like camouflage with the pattern and coloring. Undoubtedly, she would be a terror at if she ever got out. All of the Velociraptors would be, but this one would blend in within the forest a lot easier than any of the others.

"All that's left is for you to name it, sir." The scientist said after seeing that Owen was ok with the new Velociraptor.

"She," Owen said firmly before turning his attention back to the baby Velociraptor, who was now looking back at him. "Well… I guess I should think of a special name for you. You seem spirited, and I need a name with that starts with the letter C. So… I'm going to name you after the scariest woman I know. Welcome to the pack, Claire."

Needless to say, the name got changed to Charlie very shortly afterwards.

A/N: Like the EXTRA? Not my best idea, I admit. It seemed funny though.

This is probably going to get more action in the future. At least, at some point. Things have already started moving. Vic has sent something off of the island. That seems bad.

I really hope that nothing bad happens during Owen's lunch thing with Zara… haha, but it seems like that's been put on hold now anyways. At least that buys Owen some time to figure out how to get a seat at NOBU, providing he survives this morning. Oh well, just another normal day at Jurassic World.

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