DISCLAIMERS
1. I DO NOT OWN JURASSIC PARK/WORLD. This is just for fun.
2. This is a femslash story. If you don't like that sort of thing, you won't like this.
PART 5
Lex closed the front door silently, unsure what to think. The afternoon had been crazy.
First, she had a particularly-unwelcome visit by the man who was in charge of her grandfather's life's work. She was so out of sorts after that she took the rest of the day off. Having flexible work hours had its advantages. Infact, she was so upset, she lost her purse and did not even realise. Indeed, she was so desperate to get home she would probably get a speeding fine in the post. The exact contents of her handbag were the least of her concerns.
Of course, Lex was chastising herself the whole time. She should be over it by now - it was 22 years since it happened. But that just meant 22 years of recurring nightmares, anxiety and even panic attacks. Lex managed to keep things under control with antidepressants, and it rarely got to the stage where she was completely incapable of doing anything. More than once over the years, her brother Tim had urged her to attend Eric Kirby's councelling sessions. Back in 2001, the then-12-year-old Eric somehow survived for weeks, alone, on the so-called Site B. He eventually set up his own psychiatry program specifically designed to help people suffering from "dinosaur trauma". His patients included Kelly Malcolm, various San Diego residents and even Tim himself. Lex tried it a few times, but found it so stressful her time attending sessions did not last. She did not want to talk about it - she just wanted to forget... but of course, that was impossible.
And Mr. Masrani's appearance certainly did not help. Lex was not lying when she said she did not hate him, but it was incomprehensible how such a seemingly-kind and intelligent man could continue John Hammond's dream-turned-nightmare. It did not matter to the blonde how long the park had been running, or what its reputation as an attraction was: the island was going to crash and burn, sooner or later. Lex just prayed Simon and everyone else realised that before it was too late.
But that was not all that happened. Lex could not help the large grin on her face as she thought about the person she encountered today. When she had opened the door this afternoon, she was met with, quite simply, the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Claire Dearing was a vision. And as the afternoon turned to early evening, Lex learnt she was more than just looks: Clare was intelligent, funny and kind. Most people, on discovering someone else's purse or wallet, would not have turned it in - let alone go out of their way to personally hand it back to them - without a single cent missing. Not to mention she was not sueing Lex for reckless walking.
All too soon, it was getting dark and the final bus for the day would be near. As much as Lex might have wanted to keep Claire in her house and give into some particular thoughts she was having, she had to let her go. Lex would not allow herself to mess up the beautiful redhead's holiday anymore. Though... that did not quite explain her offering to show Claire around tomorrow. The woman explained how unusual it was for her to have nothing to do, but Lex suspected she had not made too much of an effort - there were plenty of things to do in the city. It was clear Claire was not used to relaxing. So, on an impulse, Lex suggested they meet up for lunch or something.
Lex found her cheeks redden thinking about the "something"... no. Stop it. Thinking like that was pointless. Sure, Lex thought she noticed Claire's behaviour change when she mentioned her ex-girlfriend, but that was Lex's imagination, surely. There was no way such a beautiful creature like Claire would be interested in her in that way. In fact, she probably wanted to get away after that... and was just being polite in not leaving right away. That said, the redhead did agree to seeing her tomorrow; perhaps Lex had not scared her off after all.
So maybe... no, Lex would just have to keep her thoughts to herself. Besides, she was only going to see Claire one more time. Once tomorrow was over, she would continue her holiday on her own, and Lex would go back to the tiresome job of moving house. It was not as if they would see eachother after that.
Right... ?
TO BE CONTINUED