A/N: I just introduced my grandparents to Jurassic World. :) That makes it the...fourth time I've seen it in the last few weeks. I just love rewatching movies and rereading books because I always get something new out of it! Sorry- it took a little longer than expected to update. But, after watching the movie again tonight, I caught some more things. I edited some of the previous chapters, since I was off on some tiny details.
I follow Owen to one of the four-wheelers, stopping behind him. Once he's seated, he raises an eyebrow at me.
"Are you comin'?"
"Yeah, I just-just don't know how to drive one," I stutter, blushing.
"Well," he says with an evil grin. "That's not a problem." He pats the seat behind him, still grinning. I slowly lower myself behind him, gripping his waist. I remember when I rode back with him on the way down to the central part of the park, but that was all an adrenaline-filled blur. Now, I am fully conscious of what I'm doing.
"Relax," he says, turning his head. We're so close that our noses touch. His eyes meet mine and he tilts his head closer, our lips almost touching. He quickly closes the gap, his mouth crushed against mine. I close my eyes as his lips move and I grip his shoulders. He ducks his head and kisses my neck; I sigh in pleasure.
"Hey…guys?" Barry stands awkwardly a little way off. "Are we going to track Blue down now, or…"
"Uh, right," Owen says, clearing his throat. "Let's go find Blue." I wrap my arms around him again, resting my head against his back, hiding my smile in his shirt.
Every few minutes, Owen whistles or clicks his clicker, hoping Blue will hear him. After about an hour of this, I can tell that he's beginning to lose hope. I raise my head suddenly and lean forward to Owen.
"Stop a minute." He raises an eyebrow, but does as I ask. I hop off and, remembering something, turn back to him. "You have some weapons on hand, right?"
"Yeah…why?"
"Just wanted to make sure we're prepared in case the T-Rex comes." Owen gives me another quizzical look, opens his mouth to ask me something, but then thinks better of it. He gives me a half-smile, shaking his head. I turn around and step through the tangled underbrush until I reach a clearing. I can hear Owen behind me, and I take a deep breath. Cupping my hands around my mouth, I begin to shout.
"Blue! Bluuuueeee," I drag the name out. I call her name for minutes, my voice going hoarse. Owen finally wraps an arm around me and tugs me to him.
"I'm sorry," I hide my face in his shoulder. "I really thought this would work."
"Hey, you-" he stops suddenly, looking up, his eyes narrowed. "Did you hear that?"
Barry comes up behind us, grabbing a gun. I jump as I hear a roar: a very velociraptor-like roar.
"Blue?" I whisper, squinting. She slowly steps out of the shadows, the sun dappling her hide. Blue looks at me, curious, then turns to her alpha. She spots Barry and ducks her head sheepishly; she seemed to be remembering the log incident. Owen takes a step toward her, and, when she doesn't move, places a hand on her face. He gently rubs her, quickly assessing her state.
"She looks pretty good," he calls over to us. "A few scratches from the fight, but nothing serious." He probes at her a little and catches her flinch as he reaches a touchy spot. She fidgets nervously; even I can tell that she's getting anxious.
"Owen," I say, pointing to her face. He sees the beginning of a snarl and backs up, grabbing a rat out of the bag. He throws it to her, which she catches easily.
"Easy, girl," he says. "Everything's going to be fine." Her eyes flutter and she looks completely confused as her legs give way. Own lays a comforting hand on her as her eyes close.
"What was in that rat?" I ask.
"Just some tranquilizer," Owen says, looking up. "I may have thought ahead- as hard as that is to believe," he adds as he catches my look.
"I never said anything."
"You didn't need to."
"You two," Barry says, shaking his head with a grin. "You're cute."
I breath a sigh of relief as soon as Blue is safely back in the raptor paddock; we made it through without any incident. I turn around and find Owen watching me.
"What?" I ask, putting a hand on my hip.
"Is there anything wrong with me watching my girlfriend?" I fight the huge grin that threatens to appear on my face, but epically fail.
"That's the first time you've called me that."
"Well, aren't you?" he looks slightly unsure, which is a first.
"Obviously," I say with a roll of my eyes. "It's just the first time you've actually used…the word."
I walk over and place my hands on either side of his face, meeting his eyes.
"Owen."
"What?" he sounds a little breathless.
"I love you."
His eyes widen, but they're full of light. "I love you too," he says, holding me close. Barry calls him over, interrupting the moment.
"We'll continue this later," he says, walking backwards, blushing. "Um, tonight? No, we'll probably leave tonight. Maybe in an hour. Half hour?" I hide my smile behind my hand; I've never heard him babble like this. Did I really fluster him that much? He backs into a table and quickly rights it again. "I'll see you soon? Not that you're going any-"
I give him a small wave, still smiling as I watch him go.
While Owen and Barry get the boat ready for Blue and the eggs, I walk around, stretching my legs. The sun is warm on my back, and a wave of nostalgia goes through me. Was it really only yesterday that Mr. Masrani told me to get some sun? I sigh, rubbing my forehead. I jump when my phone rings. I quickly turn it on vibrate, fully aware that it could attract an unwanted dinosaur.
"Hello this is Claire," I try to steady my voice.
"Hi Claire, this is Nickie Masrani- Simon's sister."
"Oh," I say; she probably wanted to sue us.
"I wanted to start out with saying that death wasn't your fault, or any of the deaths really. I know how much guilt you must be carrying around."
"Oh, thank you," I say, caught completely off guard.
"And the other thing I wanted to ask you about was…what are you planning on doing with Isla Nublar?"
"Well, right now we're trying to get the dinosaurs prepared to live on their own, which is proving to be very difficult."
"My brother and I always shared an interest in the dinosaurs. I inherited a lot of money from his will, and I know that he would have wanted to keep the dinosaurs alive and the park open. I know that it won't be popular like before, but I just want it to be available for people to come and be reminded of how insignificant they really are. I just wanted to let you know that I'm willing to take that job."
"Uh, yeah, let me just talk to my boyfriend." A thrill goes through my stomach as the word leaves my mouth. "And we'll get back to you. Thank you so much for the call."
"You're welcome. I will eagerly be awaiting your answer."
"Bye," I say and hang up.
"What was that about?" Owen asks as he comes over.
"I think I may have found a solution for our problem," I say, smiling at him.
"What did I tell you? It would all work out."
"Yes, but I wanted to talk to you first, to make sure it's a good idea."
"Now that's what I like to hear," he says, sitting beside me and wrapping an arm around my shoulders.
A/N: Will (hopefully) update soon. Finishing watching JW with my neighbor tomorrow night, so it will once again be fresh in my mind. Please let me know what you think of this story!