Owen sighed as he carried his duffel bag into the sleeping quarters built into the wall of the raptor paddock. Ever since the island was evacuated, the raptors wanted him close by. Theefore, this room was his temporary home. As he unpacked, he heard a snort at the grate built into the wall to serve as a window. "Told you I'd be back, Blue." He said to his beta who was nudging the bars with her nose. "Now you and the girls go to sleep." Blue warbled and stuck her tongue through the bars. "Ok, fine. Here." Owen said passing an Oreo through the bars. "Go to sleep, girl."

"Owen?" A familiar voice asked over his radio. "Are you the sleeping quarters?"

"Nope, I'm back in my bungalow." Owen replied not bothering to hide his sarcasm.

"Open up." Chuckling, Owen opened the door as Claire Dearing stepped through. To his surprise, she changed into jeans, a plain t-shirt, and hiking boots.

"Tired of walking through the park in heels?" Owen chuckled as he closed the door.

"No, I'm off duty." Claire sighed as she sat on the air mattress that Owen had inflated. She stifled a yawn as Owen pulled out some beef jerky, dried fruit, and trail mix. Pouring some in a small metal bowl, he offered some to her.

"I don't know if I'll stay long –" Claire began before yawning.

"Yeah right. Where else would you stay?"

"In my office in the main building –" Claire began before shuddering. She felt herself relaxing into Owen's arms as he sat with her on the mattress. "I guess I needed somewhere that felt safer."

"Right next to the raptors, then." Owen chuckled nuzzling his face into Claire's hair.

"Yes, but you're here." Claire said before she could stop herself.

"So, your 'badass boyfriend's' arms are the safest place on the whole island for you, hm?" Claire snuggled against Owen as they fell back onto the mattress. As Owen grinned, Claire stared into his eyes and gazed at his face.

"Owen –" She whispered, her lips brushing his. Soon they were sharing frantic kisses. Owen slid Claire's shirt off before she undid the buttons on his signature blue shirt. The shirt and vest were discarded somewhere as their make-out session became more intense.

"Mmmm – Claire –" Owen gasped as Claire handled his 'assets' with great care. Suddenly he felt a warm burst of air through the window. "What the –" Sitting up quickly, he saw Blue and her sisters snorting and vocalizing at the window. "Girls!" Owen yelped. Not caring that he was stark naked, he stood up and peered out the window. "You're not asleep! Girls…why aren't you asleep?" He sighed. "You're hungry now? No, I don't have anything in my pockets – Blue, don't you dare snap at that –" Claire looked down and held back a giggle as Blue was snapping at a tasty 'treat' on Owen's person.

"Do you have any food for them, love?" Claire asked as she quickly wrapped herself in a blanket.

"Yeah, The jerky." The raptors perked up upon the mention of food. "Now, girls. Eyes on me." Owen exasperatedly stared at his squad. "Now you all get your snacks and go back to bed." The raptors chittered as they each got their snacks from Claire. "Go. To. Bed."

Once the two were sure the raptors had gone to their nests at the far end of the paddock, they relaxed in each other's arms again.

"Darn girls." Owen grumbled good naturedly. "Now, where were we?"

"I was containing another asset." Claire giggled before they threw themselves back on the mattress. Claire could tolerate interruptions from Owen's girls as long as she spent the night in his strong arms.