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"You're kidding me, right?!" Owen slammed his hand against the wall of his home, face twisted in anger. Maybelle flinched, Barry patting his friend's shoulder before Owen started pacing. "Tell me you're kidding!" He let out a long breath through tight lips, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Tell me right now that this is some messed up joke! Tell me!"

"I can't, Owen. Masrani has banned Ahura from Jurassic World for five years. I can't reach her on her phone; whether she's just choosing to ignore me or she's too wrapped up in everything's that's happening is undecided right now, but I'll try again soon." Maybelle shook her head, tears burning her eyes. "I'm scared to see Novine's reaction." She grimaced deeply, not wanting to see that conversation. "He might just kill our boss." The thought of Novine's heartbreak was too much to think about, but Maybelle knew that have would have some very serious words.

"Tell him I'm game to help." Barry nodded with his friend's statement, watching the floor to ensure no burn marks would appear. What were they going to do? Those Dinosaurs were still so young and curious, that couldn't be fed with concrete walls. "Is he nuts?" Owen chewed the inside of his cheek, shaking his head slowly. "Those kids need her, dammit!"

"The top dogs don't see it that way. They see it as Ahura babying them because they weren't trying to rip her apart," Maybelle slumped down onto the couch, letting out a long breath to stop tears. She missed her best friend already. "I knew Claire would put an end to it... If they become aggressive, more money in her pocket for a manicure."

"Claire did this?" Barry asked quietly, not believing it. Sure, Claire was very business orientated, but he didn't think even she would go as far to separate them. That would be too cold, even for her. "She's behind all of this?"

"She's the one who's been whispering into Masrani's ear since those kids came into Ahura's care, isn't she?" Maybelle shrugged. "I'm sure she's been out for this since Reider got close with them. None of them have ever shown aggression to each other, and apparently never want to."

"Perhaps we're all thinking with too much emotion here." Barry leaned back, shaking his head. "I don't believe Claire 'has it out' for anyone, she's just doing her job."

"She's fuckin doing it wrong!" Owen threw himself onto the couch, narrowly avoiding Maybelle and the urge to scream into the pillows. After letting out a long groan, he sat up and stared at Barry. "So what do we do?"

"We can't care for them ourselves." Maybelle shook her head. "Masrani stated it in our little... Discussion." It hadn't been a discussion at all. It had been an argument and could've cost Maybelle her job if she hadn't stopped. "I can only see them if they need veterinary help, and you two aren't allowed to take them on."

"Doesn't mean we can't check up on them." Barry gave a half-smile, but Maybelle shook her head again, tears burning her eyes at the thought of those three having to survive without them. It broke her heart.

"Masrani said no physical contact with any of them, by anyone." Wiping away her tears, Maybelle jumped when Owen threw his fist into the couch cushions, muttering angry nonsense under his breath while Barry hung his head. "The only time I'll get to touch them is if they're having surgery, and that won't exactly be likely, they're fit and healthy."

"You know, except for Reider's known stress-caused stomach ulcers." Owen gave a sarcastic, tight smile and crossed his left leg over the right, running his tongue over his cheek. "At this point, it seems clear they don't give a shit about what happens to Reider, as long as one of the girls survives. They won't care if the second one dies - despite it may be a small money loss - as long as one survives." He leaned his head back. "If they're kept in isolation, with as little as we know about them, who knows what'll happen..."

"What are you implying, Owen?" Maybelle turned to look at him, seeing the sadness, but seriousness in his eyes.

"I'm implying that they could well tear each other apart." Owen's brow furrowed further, his eyes harder than steel as his hands clenched together. "They could go completely unsocialized, fight for power, and tear each other apart. They're in complete isolation now, and that isn't good. They'll fight for dominance: Reider because he's a male, Xue because she's the largest and Chiari... I don't think she'll fight. She's way too placid."

"So if any one of them is going to die, it'll be Xue or Reider first?" Barry leaned on his thighs, running his tongue over his teeth. Owen gave a small nod, running a hand through his hair in aggravation. "Jesus..."

"I doubt he's got anything to do with it right now." Maybelle strode to sit on the windowsill, her head falling back gently. "There is no way this will end well."

The room was silent in agreement, a heavy air hanging over them all as their brains worried about the future that was being paved out. What would happen now? What would happen to them? What would happen to those Dinosaurs? What would happen to Ahura? "What's going through her head, I wonder?" Barry questioned airily, Maybelle sighing and wiping a tear away.

"Revenge." She ran her tongue over her bottom lip, running a hand through her hair. "She'll want revenge, and it won't be through her." The men watched Maybelle as she began to pace slowly, knowing Ahura all too well. "She's going to want to watch him burn. To watch them all burn. It sounds far more barbaric than it actually is, from my wording, but it just means she wants them to know what she's going through, and experience what they made her go through."

"So he knows her pain." Owen let out a long, deep sigh. "Or, at least, what would compare."

"Exactly." Maybelle sucked the inside of her left cheek, her eyes firmly on the floor as she leaned against the wall. "She'll have absolutely nothing to do with it, or at least next-to-nothing, but it'll make her feel as if balance has been restored. Optimum would be that something goes wrong at the first viewing of the Indominus. Of course, she wouldn't want anyone to get physically hurt - that's far too out there for her. She would never intentionally hurt anyone with her own hand, no matter how mad she is."

"I wouldn't be too sure." Barry spoke softly, drawing attention. "On our way to the lake, she would've happily let Xue bite Vic, and not have the smallest amount of regret about it. She knows what they're capable of, what makes them nervous, and most importantly, what makes them attack. She knew Xue was giving a warning, but you could see it in her eyes she wouldn't be bothered if Xue bit him."

"Maybe not, but she would still have guilt about it later on. She's not a monster, Barry."

"Maybelle, I'm not saying she is." Barry held up a hand in defence. "All I'm saying is that she's the only one who knew them nearly as well as they know themselves. She made sure they knew their place on the food chain, and I don't think they'll forget that. They all know that people fear them - especially those who want to use them - so do you think she would walk away without the knowledge that they aren't afraid of people?"

"That's true," Owen gave a small nod. "There's a part of me that says she kept a lot from us. Nothing bad yet, but we'd be stupid to assume that she didn't teach them tricks in their privacy. She knew where all those cameras were and where to avoid them, not to mention that year they had inside the privacy of her house. That entire first year of learning is unknown."

"So you're saying that Ahura was prepared for this?"

"Not necessarily, but think about it. She would've fought so much harder if she didn't know that they could survive without her." Owen groaned slightly, pieces beginning to come together in his head. "Whatever she's taught those kids, they'll remember everything. They're smart, and during that first stage is when they learn the most, we all know that. Heaven forbid."

"Heaven forbid, indeed..."

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Alexs Novine muttered a slew of rather unscrupulous words under his breath, his head shaking slowly as he kept his fiery eyes on the road ahead. The grip on the steering wheel was tight enough to turn his knuckles white, if he didn't wiggle them once in a while to keep blood flowing. This was insane; he wasn't sure what Masrani had running through his head, but it surely wasn't sense. If it had been sense, then Masrani would have taken his advice; it seemed as though it had fallen on stupid ears.

Still, he had to go about this with rationality. It would do no one any good if he went in with 'guns blazing' so to speak, because all that would end in was more anguish. The last thing anyone needed right now was more fuel in the pain fire. He didn't know what Masrani's mind-set was at this point, but he doubted that it was good. Masrani may be a practiced and skilled business, but it was a different game all together to try to hide from Novine. He was an empath to an extent, and he was a safe person to confide in. So, he had to keep a level head, or the chances of getting any reason at all out of the man who ran such a complex place.

Taking a deep breath as he stopped the vehicle, collecting his thought and reigning in his emotions, Novine exited the truck; once he had locked it, his feet led themselves into the imposing building and paid no mind to anything around him. Novine had one goal in mind, so that was all that mattered at the time. His eyes briefly locked with Zara, meeting a sad gaze in response, before she looked to the floor.

Letting out a silent breath through his mouth, Novine only knocked once on the door separating him from the man that he knew a group of people were heavily questioning. "Come in." Masrani's voice was stoic, and Novine doubted that his face would be different, but he was here now so he couldn't go back.

Opening the door calmly, Novine entered the room and felt the cold, heavy atmosphere. Fighting a shiver, Novine locked eyes with blank ones that looked like they wanted t be anywhere else. "I assume you've heard?"

"I've heard a lot today, most of which I could believe," Novine calmly sat down on the opposing chair, keeping his eyes level. "I'm not here to make you feel worse, you know that. I just want to understand such a radical action,"

"It wasn't radical. It was needed." Masrani spun the ring on his index finger – a sign of paranoia or nerves – as Novine gave a slow nod. "By getting rid of Miss…" He trailed off briefly, his breath hitching before he managed to compose himself. "Miss Hammond, the assets can maximise their potential."

"You used the wrong word," Novine put his arms on the rests, keeping calm the best he could. "You meant 'minimise', and please drop the increasingly tiresome façade. Let's talk about this like adults without any of… This." He made a hand motion in Masrani's direction, a frown momentarily on his face. "There was no need to send her away for so long,"

"If it was any less then everything wouldn't fall into place."

"You're getting arsy already," Novine raised a plain eyebrow, waiting for the tightness in Masrani's face to ease. "Tell me, what do we know about those Dinosaurs?"

"We know their genetic makeup, their foundations and their future."

"What do we know about them?" There was no answer, Novine letting out a small breath through his nose. "It's all fair and well knowing where they came from, or what they'll look like – any sucker with the right pass in this place can learn that. But what about their tempers? Their individual personalities? Their intelligence? What do you know about that?"

"Only what has been reported."

"Did the time Xue nearly tore off one of my assistant's arms get reported?" Masrani's eyes widened, half a smile coming to Novine's face. "Of course it didn't. They were in for their check-ups, everything was going fine, until he got too close to Chiari, so Xue went for his arm. He was grazed, but Xue was only threatening at that point. If he had tried again, she would've torn him apart before Ahura could say a word."

"How is that helping?"

"Because you want monsters, that's why." Novine crossed his left leg over his right, leaning back in the chair to ease a muscle knot in his back. "They're intelligent creatures, we all know this. If they were normal Dinosaurs, Xue wouldn't have thought twice about ripping that man to shreds, but she didn't. She thought about it, and decided to let him off with a warning. Who taught her that, I wonder?"

"What is your point, Dr. Novine?"

"My point is that you have no idea what you're doing," Novine refrained raising his voice any higher, still maintaining that calm outer appearance. "What you can do is bring Ahura back and utilise their potential. A Dinosaur with big teeth is one thing, but creature with intelligence like theirs… Why do you think Velociraptors have always been a favourite? Because their highly intelligent and highly dangerous. Those three would be popular for the same reason."

"There's no reason that Miss Hammond is needed for that,"

"But yet the Velociraptors need a trainer? You're going to have to start making more sense," Novine let out an uneasy breath. "I understand that you believe she's too motherly, because that's what she shows you. There is no other human being who knows what she's taught them except herself. Do you want to risk that? They won't follow anyone else."

"I cannot bring her back. Not yet," Masrani pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing deeply.

"I'm not saying now, everyone needs time to calm down at the least. Give it a year, perhaps, and then bring her back? We don't know what danger we're in."

"Where would the danger come from, Alexs? Those Dinosaurs can't get out,"

"That doesn't lower their danger risks," Novine stood slowly, staring down at Masrani with kind eyes, but there was still conviction. "Just think about what you've done: this isn't like you, and you know it. She can adapt, so think on it."

He turned and left without another word, his brain wanting to say so much more. Whether Masrani would change his mind or not, he didn't know, but he did know that he'd planted a seed in his boss' mind; Novine hoped that the seed would grow, even just a little. Five years was far too long, and it would be shortened if it was the last thing he did.

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