Hello, guys. Yes, yes, it's been a long time, but I've finally decided to continue with this story. It may also have something to do with the release of the new film - which was amazing. I've seen it twice already and can't wait to get it on DVD.

How did everyone find it? Don't worry there won't be any spoilers on here considering I'm not even technically setting this story on the first film yet.

I think the first film will be shown during the next three/four chapters. There is more to come before then and we will be seeing Andi's family before then and there will be some excitement both from dinosaurs and Owen before then.

Just ressearched and found out that the film happens in December, so I'll have to change things up, but I think I can make this work.

I hope you all enjoy this chapter and I am sorry again for the massive wait xx Comet96 xx

"Hoskins is thinking about prosecuting you," Claire announced, as she stepped into Owen's office during our lunch break. I shared a look with Owen, one where he glared at me shouting a silent 'I told you so!'.

"If he was going to do that he'd have done so already," I said to my sister as I snapped a line of chocolate off the bar on Owen's desk. Out of the three of us, I was the one not that bothered about this whole Vic business.

"Look, Andi, there's only so much I can do if he does prosecute you. In the eyes of the law, you did hit him with no valid reason. I can't protect you from that," she argued, her jaw twitching as I rolled my eyes at her.

"I don't need your protection, Claire. I can handle this on my own." I wasn't going to get into an argument with her. Not over this.

"If you get a lawsuit I'd have no choice but to suspend you until the board can decide whether to keep you or not."

"And I'd like to see another doctor out there that can work with both humans and dinosaurs. You ever stopped to think why there's only one of me here, Claire? No matter how safe you say the park is, we all know it's still dangerous working here. No one wants my job, that's why I have it," I spat at her, ignoring Owen's hand on my wrist as I spun in the chair to face my older sister. "If Hoskins was really going to send me a lawsuit he would have done it by now. It's been four weeks and we've heard nothing from him. He doesn't want other people to know he had his nose broken by a woman," I added when Claire closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

"I've spoken to the board anyway and they want you to take a term of leave until they can ensure Hoskins isn't going to sue us because of your behaviour," She declared opening her eyes, giving me a stern look. One she had given me a lot during our childhood before mom died.

"So either way I was getting suspended. Do I have to leave the island? Or is that too drastic for you?" I asked through clenched teeth as Owen's fingers slipped into mine, squeezing them lightly.

"You can stay on the island but we can't have you using your pass to gain access to any of the areas. You'll be restricted to your bunker," She mumbled pulling a folder from her side bag, handing it over.

"I think it's time I took that trip to Karen's," I announced, looking at the top form and knowing I wouldn't be able to stay in our bunker for the minimum of two weeks.

"You don't have to leave the island," Claire argued, causing me to look up at her. I could tell then that she had really tried her hardest to stop this from happening. "I said you didn't have to leave."

"Yeah, well, I've been promising Gray I'd go and see them for months now, what better time than now?." I sighed knowing I'd somehow be making the best decision if I just left.

"I'll get you your flights and tickets, when do you want to leave?" Ever the businesswoman, Claire.

I glanced over at Owen, knowing he wouldn't really care when I left as long as he knew where I was and turned to face my red-headed sister.

"Next boat out of here tomorrow night. Gives me time to pack."

"I'll have your tickets waiting for you at the docks," She declared, typing something onto her phone before giving us both a slight nod of her head and leaving the office.

"Call me when you land and then let me know when you're at Karen's," Owen ordered, pressing his lips against mine as his hands slid up my back, tugging me closer.

"I promise," I chuckled, pressing my lips to his before pulling away and smiling up at him. "I've got to go now."

"I don't want to let you go on your own," he grumbled, pressing his head into my neck as he traced his fingers up my spine.

"I don't mind being alone. I've got a first-class bed on that cruise ship calling out to me," I teased, running my fingers through his hair as I lifted his head up to look at me. "I'll be back in two weeks."

"I'll miss you."

"Karen and Scott are thinking about getting a divorce" I admitted, knowing he should know about it because I'd no doubt be complaining about it to him over the next couple of weeks. "I think I might see about bringing the boys here for a week or two, maybe in the summer holidays. Gray loves the dinosaurs, so I can take him around the park, even take him into the labs. Zach could do with a manly man giving him some tips. While I love Scott, he isn't exactly what Zach needs at this age." I looked over my boyfriend, my eyes settling on his muscular arms and broad shoulders. "You, on the other hand, Mr Grady, you would be able to give him all the advice he could want."

"Are you just using me?" he accused, his mouth hanging open in pretence shock.

"Well, of course, Mr Grady, you wouldn't think I'd actually be with a man ten years my senior, did you?"

"You should leave before I drag you back to the bunker and tie you up."

"You and I both know who'd be the one to enjoy that more." I blushed, pushing him away as the final warning horn went off. "I really have to go now. I love you."

"I love you, more than you know." He seemed to hesitate for a second before kissing me deeply. He pulled back, looking down into my eyes with an unknown look in his eyes. "There's something we need to talk about when you get back, so promise me you won't fall in love with a stranger while your away."

"I can't make any promises," I joked, squeezing his hand gently as I stepped away from him and walked back towards the boat. "I love you, Owen Grady."

"I love you more, sweetheart," he replied, sending me the famous smirk that had me falling for him in the first place.

"I doubt that," I whispered, knowing he wouldn't be able to hear me as I climbed onto the boat, looking at him one last time before climbing the metal stairs that would lead to my cabin.

"Karen!" I yelled when my eyes landed on her in the airport. She looked over to me, her eyes shining brightly as she made her way through the crowds. Before she reached me, a small force crashed into me, wrapping their arms around my neck. "Gray," I whispered, pressing a kiss to his head as my tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Hey, Aunt Romy," he greeted, using the nickname his mother gave me.

"Oh, I've missed you," I said, rubbing his cheek as Karen joined us, bringing me into a hug.

"You look so good, you look healthy," she said, running her hands through my hair.

After mom died, Karen took it upon herself to act as our mother. She didn't need to do it, but she was made to be a mom and I really appreciated it sometimes, but I preferred having her act as my older sister.

"Mom said we can go get ice-cream," Gray said excitedly as he took my hand a lead me out of the airport.

"I didn't mean right away, Gray. Romy's been travelling all day, she probably wants to sleep," Karen scolded him, as we entered the elevator to the car park.

"Actually, ice-cream sounds like a good idea," I said, agreeing with Gray. "I'm also thinking about getting a really cheesy pizza for dinner."

"Oh, that sounds amazing," Gray agreed and we both looked at Karen, giving her really big puppy eyes.

"Fine," she grunted as we climbed into the car. "You're a bad influence on my kid."

"So, how are things with you and Scott?" I asked Karen once Gray had gone to bed. Zach was in his room playing some game, when I went to say hello to him he had his headphones on and barely glanced away from the TV.

Scott was working late, but I had a feeling he was avoiding me or avoiding Karen, perhaps it was both.

"Oh, Romy, everything is a disaster," she said, the tears making her eyes shine as she lurched forward on the couch and curled herself around me. "Everything's falling apart."

"Hey, hey, it's going to be okay," I whispered, wrapping my arms around her and pressing a kiss to her head. "Have you talked to each other? Have you tried to work things out?"

"No, every time we try to speak it ends in an argument, or the boys are here, and we try to hide it from them," she cried, pulled away and wiping her tears from her face.

"Look, I can take the boys to the Park with me for a few weeks and you and Scott can work things out?" It was only a suggestion, and while I knew Karen wasn't sure about the boys leaving for long periods, it might be better if she could get things sorted out with Scott, even if it did lead in a divorce.

"I don't like the idea of the boys being so far away from me. I'm also not too keen on the idea of you having to put up with them for so long."

"Well if you don't want them on the Island, how about I take them to my dad's cabin instead?" I said, giving her a soft smile as I picked up a cold slice of pizza and started to demolish it.

"Fine, fine, only if it's okay with you and Owen."

"Please, Karen, Owen does what I tell him," I scoffed, rolling my eyes and glancing at the rom-com we had playing.

"Right, and that's why you're not engaged and have a bunch of adorable kids running around," Karen teased, causing me to blush as I shoved her with my foot. Why did she always tease me about that? We both knew Owen wasn't really one to settle down and have a family, but I was hoping I could change that.

"Oh, I've got an idea," I said, turning to face her, pulling my legs underneath me and giving her my puppy eyes.

"What?" she said in an exaggerated way.

"Let me drive the boys up to the cabin for a long weekend, now. Show them some fun and perhaps change their minds about going up there for a few weeks when you need to talk with Scott," I begged hoping she'd give in.

"But they've got school," Karen protested, sounding far too momish for my liking.

"Yeah, but life's too short. Let them have adventures and experiences before they have to grow up and be a boring adult like you," I said, smirking at the look on her face.

"You're an adult too," she accused, shoving me slightly.

"Well, I work with dinosaurs so I'm not boring." She didn't look like she was going to budge on the subject, so I was going to have to pull out the big guns. "It'll give you and Scott four days to try and work things out without the boys being here. Maybe that way I won't need to kidnap them for two weeks in the future."

"Oh God, why do you always have to be right?" she groaned, slumping down as she pouted.

"I'm always right," I said, laughing at my sister as she full on sulked.

The drive to the cabin took a few hours. A few hours with Zach ignoring the world as he slouched in the passenger seat while Gray asked me thousands of questions about the dinosaurs at the Park, trying to remember everything before he came to visit.

"Wow!" Gray shouted, excitedly tapping Zach on the shoulder as the cabin came into view. It was the first time I'd taken them both up here, but I could already tell that Gray was going to enjoy this more than his brother.

The cabin once belonged to my dad, but when he passed away he left it to me and now it was the go-to home me and Owen used when we came back to the mainland. We were thinking about buying a new place, one either by the beach or out by a lake.

It would be nice to have more than one place we could have. Our actual home, one which we would build together and raise our family and the cabin, where we can come to get away from everything and relax.

Of course, we'd be living on the island at the Park, but nothing would stop me from dreaming.

"Right, I'm thinking we'll drop our bags off inside and drive down to the town and pick up some food and restock all the fishing and hiking stuff ready for tomorrow," I suggested, glancing at the boys, waiting for their opinions.

Zach grunted as he climbed out of the car, leaving me and Gray as he walked up to the cabin and pulling the pottery squirrel from the windowsill and pulling out the hide-away-key.

"I guess he's just being a grumpy teenager," I said sharing a look with Gray before we both climbed out of the car and grabbing the bags from the back.

"He's always like this," Gray grumbled, pulling his bag behind him as we walked up the steps to the cabin. "He's no fun anymore."

"It's alright, Gray," I said, ruffling his hair as I closed the door behind us. "We'll just have to pull a few pranks on him."

Thank you for reading xx