Title: The Troubles We Create

Rating: Teen to Mature

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone/anything from the forum Jurassic Park/World. Michael Crichton & Universal Pictures owns Jurassic Park/World and its characters. There is no copyright infringement intended. I do not make any profit/money or take any credit.

Summary: They create trouble – no matter how good (or bad) the intentions are.

Timeline: Books/Movies (Including spoilers of Jurassic World)

Warning: Spoilers of Jurassic World, Relationship, AU,

Author's Notes: These are going to be prompts and ideas based. The chapters are not connected, unless stated otherwise.

Title: I Can Feel Your Heartbeat through My Shirt

Pairings: Claire/Owen

Rating: Teen

Summary: Owen is amused, Claire is flustered, and the Raptors are confused

Timeline: AU of where the Date went well

Warnings: AU, baby raptors, secret relationship

Author's Notes: This idea would not leave me alone so I wrote it

'I Can Feel Your Heartbeat through My Shirt'

Claire Dearing sighed softly, rubbing her cheek against the pillow as soft lingering kisses on her bare shoulder registered. She hummed, her lips curving into a small sleepy smile as she pulled the covers in tighter, shifting backward toward the warmth behind her.

The low chuckles vibrated from his chest to her back as he shifted to his nose, tracing the line of her neck.

"Have a good sleep?" he asked.

"Mm hmm," she nodded, still keeping her eyes close, holding on to the remnants of her sleep.

She could not remember the last time she felt this relaxed, stress free and safe.

A hand slid over her hip, the thumb rubbing gently before it slid over her stomach as he pressed up harder against her back, kissing that spot just behind and below her ear.

Claire's smile broadened as she shifted her head and he kissed her jawline.

"You have work," she reminded him as he tightened his grip and he chuckled again, kissing her neck. "You should leave before you are late."

"Use me, then kick me out of my own bed?" he asked. She could hear the amusement in his tone, could imagine his eyes glinting. "I see how it is."

Her bed partner rolled away from her and she turned over, eager for his heat as she curled up into his side, burying her face into his neck, her nose tucking perfectly into the spot between his neck and shoulder.

She sighed, her arm sliding over his chest before her hand met his and their fingers linked together. He brought their joined hands up, gently kissing the back of hers.

"Are you planning on staying in bed all day?" He asked, his other hand sliding under the cover and caressing her bare back.

"Not a bad idea," she mumbled into his neck, smiling when he chuckled.

"We should do this again," he told her, his fingers following the line of her spine and she kissed his shoulder.

"We should, next time I take the time off," she gently teased him and he laughed, shifting his head so he could press a kiss to her forehead.

"Which will probably be in about…six months? When the boss forces you to take another holiday?"

"Hmm, maybe not," she slowly opened her eyes to meet his curious ones. "I don't know but I think I might be up to spending weekends here." His eyebrows rose as amusement tugged at his lips.

"Really?" he sounded amazed as she nodded slowly. "Well, I will need to see if my schedule is clear – hey!" he jerked as she gently nipped his collarbone and he laughed. "My weekends are clear – unless, of course, the girls decide to act up."

"Hmm, they do come first," she agreed, her thumb rubbing over his finger, her chin on his shoulder as she watched his expression as he sighed, his eyes going to the ceiling. "Are they still acting up?"

"When Hoskins is in the area?" he asked with a humourless laugh. "He keeps pushing for reports on everything we do. We keep telling him that it takes time but he is not quite getting the message."

"Yes, he does strike me as the type of man who does not listen to what he does not want to hear," she murmured. She had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting the man and felt the urge to go for a very hot shower and scrub herself raw.

Owen Grady huffed out a laugh as he turned to face her.

"Understatement," he teased and she rolled her eyes.

"Maybe you will get lucky and he won't stop by today," she reminded him before leaning and giving him a soft kiss. She pulled away only for Owen to shift inward; dropping kisses on her neck.

The desire to give him the day off so they could stay in bed for another day was tempting. However, she knew that they could not do it. "But you won't know unless you go to work.

Owen groaned. "Come on woman, you are killing the mood here."

Claire rolled her eyes as she pulled herself out of his embrace and pushed at his side.

"Owen Grady, get to work before someone fires you," she warned him. Owen huffed as he threw his legs over the side of the bed, the covers pooling around his waist and Claire could see the several of scars on his back.

Owen stood up confidently and she arched an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips as she watched him walk toward the bathroom naked and shook her head.

He never failed to amaze her and she rolled onto her back, tucking the sheets around her body, already missing his body heat. She chuckled at the thought of telling Owen that.

The sound of running water lulled her back to a light sleep, closing her eyes. The sound of rustling brought her back; slowly opening her eyes to see Owen was dressed and picking up his keys from its spot next to the T.V. He turned to look at her and smiled when their eyes met.

"You know," he walked over to the bed, resting one knee on it as he hovered above her. "Even if someone were to fire me," he dropped a soft kiss on her lips, "You could always protest on my behalf," he gently teased her. She laughed as he kissed her again. He rubbed their noses together when he pulled away. "Aren't you supposed to be back at work today?"

"Half day, actually," she corrected him before giving him a wink. "It gives people time to catch up on what they need to do before I come in."

Owen blinked as he stared at her before he grinned and laughed.

"On that note, I'll be leaving before you fire me for making you late," he told her, pulling away.

"Try and have a good day," she rolled onto her side, pushing her upper body up, to watch him walk over to the door. He looked back at her.

"Missing you already," She rolled her eyes at that. "See you later," he winked before exiting the bungalow and she sighed as she dropped back down onto the bed, her fingers tracing her bottom lip before smiling.

Maybe she should surprise him.

~_Heartbeat_~

Claire exited her car, glancing in the window to fix her hair before she made her way over to the Raptor pen. She nodded to Barry, who greeted her with a knowing smile and nod before he returned to what he was doing.

Owen was in the middle section between the two gates, rifling through his bag for something when Claire spotted the Raptors on the other side of the fence, watching Owen intently before they spotted her.

Blue – the beta – chirped as she looked back at Owen, making the trainer lift his head curiously, looking at his raptors to see Blue return her gaze to Claire.

Owen glanced over his shoulder to meet Claire, she gave him a small smile, and a short nod in greeting as Owen arched an eyebrow, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips before he straightened up.

"Miss Dearing," he greeted with a sly smile that made her heart rate kick up a notch.

"Mr. Grady," she replied just as professionally as Owen opened the gate, allowing Claire pass. He closed it behind her before he gestured for her to follow him over to the other gate.

"How are the Raptors today?" she asked, shifting in closer to see them chittering and chattering to each other.

"Lively," he told her as he crossed his arms. "We played ball with them," a rueful smile crossed his lip, "they burst it."

Claire pressed her lips together to hide her amused smile, clearing her throat and giving him a short nod.

"It sounds like something they would do," she told him, a smile tugging at his lips. "Are they behaving today?"

"Hoskins has not been by," Owen told her, amusement playing in his voice as he turned his head to look at her. Claire swallowed her laughter as she returned her gaze to the Raptors.

"Would you like to come in?" he asked. Claire looked at him, her eyes widening before she looked at the Raptors then back at Owen.

"Are you sure?" she finally asked. Owen frowned. "I mean, you said it yourself, the Raptors are fine with you because of imprinting…why are you smiling?"

"You don't need to come in if you don't want to," he soothed her.

"It's not that I don't want to come in," she hastily corrected him. "I don't want to upset the girls."

Owen held up his hand and she looked at it, confused, before she looked at him. He just smiled, wiggling his fingers and she huffed, shaking her head before she took it.

Owen reached over, pressing the button that allowed the gate before them to rise up. The noise caught the Raptors attention from where they had been pouncing on each other near the ferns.

Owen tugged on Claire's hand, leading the way into the pen. Claire followed him, stepping carefully while tightening her grip on Owen's hand. The Raptors chirped, slowly walking over to them.

"Girls," Owen greeted with a soft smile when they stopped, a little way from the Raptors, giving the girls time to acknowledge Claire. Claire smiled at them nervously from behind Owen. "This is Claire. Be nice."

Claire had seen pictures of the Raptors – Owen did like to show them off. She had also seen the video reports that Owen would pass forward, including her in even though she was not part of the Raptors' future.

They had argued over it but he told her that he trusted her to keep the reports safe just in case In-Gen decided to make a stupid move. She reluctantly agreed and stored the discs away in a safe place – just to be on the safe side.

Blue came forward first, her scales shimmering – almost silver – in the light, the dark blue stripes glittering. She was the beta, the first one born and – even as Owen protested – the one who had stolen Owen's heart when she broke free from her egg.

Delta was the second one, chirping as she moved closer to Blue. She was light green with blue around the eyes, her eyes more bird-like than reptilian.

Echo was third, her bronze scales giving her away. Echo had moved closer to Owen, chirping as she looked up at him before looking at Claire.

Charlie the youngest, her tail whacking Echo, which resulted in a snarl as Echo turned around to snap at the youngest raptor.

"Come on girls," Owen stepped forward to prevent Echo from jumping on Charlie, who squawked, darting closer to Owen's foot while Echo chittered and turned away.

Owen made his way over to the wall, where there was a small enclave and he pulled out a new soccer ball. She shot him an exasperated look, wondering when he was going to learn that the girls were just going to put holes in them.

Claire returned her gaze to the raptors, freezing when she saw they were looking at her curiously. Blue seemed to be unimpressed, levelling a curious glare. Echo and Delta were chirping and chittering to each other while Charlie was looking distressed, her little head swinging between her and Owen.

Claire frowned, curious to what brought upon the sudden change on the raptors.

The little dark green striped raptor hopped a little further in Claire's direction, Claire's eyes following its movement until it stopped just a little way from her.

Charlie sniffed the air in front of her then turned in Owen direction made Claire falter. Charlie chirped as she moved closer to Claire, sniffing again before she looked up at Claire, chittering, and Claire bit her lower lip, flicking a glance at Owen who just watched them curiously, slowly inching his way over them.

Claire returned to the Raptor, who was now at Claire's feet, sniffing then cocked her head in Owen's direction, almost accusingly.

Claire felt the blood drain from her face as understanding dawned on her and she took a step back, freezing again when that gained the Raptors' attention.

She smelt like Owen.

It should have dawned on her that the Raptors would have picked up their scent on each other. Since they were used to Owen – due to him being the Alpha – his scent would be stronger.

They had spent most of her holiday together, in his bed. She had not gone home to wash and change, using Owen's stuff as she had the forethought to bring her work clothes to his bungalow.

Claire shot a look at Owen, to see he was standing and his posture was stiff. His eyes glued on Charlie, who was shifting her weight, her tail slowly wagging when she suddenly let out a shriek.

Charlie jumped up and at Claire, causing her to take a step backward as she held up her arms to protect herself only for Charlie to settle on her chest. Claire's hands instinctively grasped the Raptor, holding her close.

Charlie purred as she looked up at Claire with yellow-slit eyes.

"Oh," she was surprised at how light Charlie was; her hand slowly curving around Charlie's back and she felt a weight, glancing to see Charlie had wrapped her tail around Claire's wrist.

Claire looked back at Charlie and gave her a small smile.

"Hi," she greeted breathlessly, partly out of fear. Movement out of the corner of her eyes told her that Owen was slowly making his way over to them.

"Looks like you have a fan," Owen gently teased her.

"Is this okay?" she glanced anxiously at Owen. Owen nodded.

"Its fine," he assured her. "They are used to me handling them so it's interesting that Charlie has gone to you." Claire felt her cheeks heat up before she leaned in.

"I think I smell like you," she told him, her voice low and got that glint in his eyes. "Now is really not the time for those thoughts," she scolded him.

"You don't even know what I'm thinking," he shot back. She scoffed.

"Right, like some dominating part of you doesn't like the idea of me smelling like you." He did not deny it, only pressing his lips together.

Claire returned to Charlie, who was sniffing Owen carefully before she returned to Claire and sniffed at her neck. She let out a confused chitter and Claire slowly brought up one hand, supporting Charlie with the other – that still had the tail wrapped around her wrist – and gently stroked the side of Charlie's neck.

Charlie let out a pleased purr before her head darted forward, grasping Claire's finger in her mouth, her teeth lightly pricking the flesh.

"Hey now, Charlie," Owen pulled Claire's finger from Charlie's mouth then tapped her gently on her nose, making Charlie hiss, her small claws grasping Owen's finger, and he gave Claire an devious smirk, to which she glared right at him but it only served to encourage him. "I'm the only one allowed to bite her."

"Owen!" she hissed, feeling her face heat up. She was grateful she had Charlie in her arms, preventing her from feeling her face to see if it felt hot.

Charlie just purred as she let Owen's finger go, turning back to Claire and nudging her head into Claire's neck, settling in the crook. Claire shot Owen a bewildered look when he mimicked rocking movement.

Her expression turned to exasperation as he urged her then slowly conceded, swaying slowly. She got a pleased chirp from Charlie as she did and Claire shot Owen a baffled look.

"Charlie likes to be held the most," he explained and she sighed before freezing when she sensed something sharp at her chest only to mentally groan as the sound of tearing filled her ears.

Owen quickly crossed his arms, his right hand covering his mouth but she could see the amusement in his eyes and glared at him.

Chirping and chittering caught their attention and they looked down to see that Blue, Echo, and Delta had made their way in between them and they were looking at Charlie.

"Oh no," Claire immediately shook her head at them, "I only have room for one Raptor at a time," she warned them before shot Owen a mischievous smile. "But you know; Daddy has bigger arms than me."

Owen shot her a mock wounded look as the Raptors suddenly turned on him and Claire took delight in seeing the brief panic enter his eyes.

"Oh no, don't even think about it," he warned them. Blue chirped, moving closer to him, cocking her head so she could look at him and Owen sighed.

"Really?" he asked his tone almost plaintively.

"Are you going to deny her?" Claire asked teasingly, getting a suffering look in the process before Owen sighed then lowered himself to his knees.

Claire's eyes widen as she watched him, glaring when he threw her a knowing smirk before settling down on his ass and crossed his legs.

Blue immediately climbed into Owen's lap, her tail curing around his right wrist as she did.

Echo and Delta each hopped on up onto Owen's knee, Delta climbing up his arm using his shirt for support.

"What did I say about using my arm as a ladder?" Owen asked as Delta perched herself on his shoulder, looking pleased.

Echo had decided to try burrowing her way under Owen's waistcoat, much to Claire's amusement, especially when Owen yelped and grasped the little raptor, tugging her away.

"And watch those claws of yours," he warned her as he placed her back on his knee.

Claire slowly knelt down, taking care with the snoozing Charlie in her arms and shifted so she was resting her weight on her left hip, curling her legs up and meeting Owen's gaze.

Delta let out a chirp before she jumped off Owen's shoulder and slammed into Echo, who let out a surprised squawk, as both of them tumbled onto the ground.

Blue lifted her head to see the disturbance before she hissed then lowered her head again when Owen stroked her back.

Charlie stirred while Echo and Delta wrestled on the ground together; Claire resumed stroking Charlie's back before she looked at Owen.

"Is she really sleeping or is she faking it?" she asked. Owen grinned as he moved in closer.

"She's faking." He reached up with his free hand, getting a hiss of protestation from Blue and did something to Charlie that had the Raptor squeaking and hissing, squirming against Claire's chest.

The weight against Claire's arm lighten as Charlie decided that Claire's shoulder made a better place to hide, curling herself around Claire's neck.

Owen shot her an exasperated look while Claire's hand went up to Charlie's back and got a tail wrapped around her finger for her troubles.

"Charlie…" he got a hiss for his effort that Claire had to press her lips together to stop her smile, "Really, you are going to give me that attitude?"

Claire covered her lips as her smile threatened to escape, looking away as Owen nearly pouted.

"Charlie, Mommy has to go to work soon," reminded Owen causing her to look sharply at him.

"Seriously?" she had to protest, "Mommy?"

"You called me daddy," he reminded and she rolled her eyes, turning to look at Charlie. She gently stroked underneath Charlie's jaw.

"You should listen to your daddy; he is the one who feeds you."

Charlie let out a protesting squawk and gently head-butted Claire's chin.

"Oh yes, make me out to be the bad one here," Owen complained. "And I am not going to withhold food because she is misbehaving right now."

"Maybe if you give her a treat, she'll come down," Claire suggested. The panic crossing Owen's face told her that it was the wrong thing to say as Blue's head immediately popped up, chirping as Echo and Delta stopped wresting and Charlie's head moved closer.

All four of them looked at Owen, who looked at each of his Raptors and shook his head.

"I don't have treats on me," he warned them but it did not stop the three of them from advancing on him while Charlie chirped excitedly. "I don't have treats!"

"How do you not?" Claire asked, remembering how Owen complained about always having to keep treats on him.

"They tore into my pocket, where I kept the treats," he explained, "I never got round to fixing it."

Claire arched an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Really," his expression was one of suffering as Blue climbed up onto his thigh, nudging at his pockets. "No treats girls, I swear." He held up his hands only to roll his eyes when Delta and Echo joined Blue.

A bag dropped down next to Owen, startling them as Charlie screeched, darting back under Claire's hair while Blue hissed at the offending object, her back arching while Delta and Echo ran around Owen.

"Relax," Owen assured them with amusement. "It's just a bag." Claire looked up to see Barry was above them on the walkway, giving them a knowing look before he wandered away.

Owen grabbed the bag and opened it. He smiled, turning the bag around so Claire to see the treats and she chuckled.

"Looks like it's your lucky day, girls," Owen grabbed some treats, tossing them to the girls – who made themselves busy – before holding Charlie's out. "Come on Charlie, you don't get a treat unless you come down."

Charlie protested, her head peeking out from Claire's hair. Owen smiled, waving the treat. "Come on, sweet girl." He got a chirp as Charlie edged herself out onto Claire's shoulder, her hand going to support Charlie.

Charlie turned to look at Claire, who smiled encouragingly.

"Go on, you know you want the treat," she told Charlie. Charlie looked between the two of them before dropping down from Claire's shoulder to her thigh then dropped onto the ground.

Owen gave the treat to Claire, who handed it to Charlie, watching as Charlie grasped it in her claws and started tearing into it.

Owen got up, dusting off his jeans before he held out his hand to Claire, who smiled softly.

Claire took Owen's hand, pushing to her feet as Owen pulled her up and brushed the dirt away from her black skirt. Charlie wound her way around Claire's ankles before she darted off into the fern and Claire watched her go.

"Let's go, mommy," Owen teased and she turned to glare at him.

"Hush you, daddy," she taunted back as she walked past him to the gate. Owen chuckled as he followed her, closing the gate behind them before they walked over to the other one. Owen opened it, allowing Claire to step through before he followed her.

"Back to work?" he asked and she nodded.

"I should, before everyone thinks they are free for another day," she told him. "And I am sure I have a mountain of paperwork to go through. No doubt yours will be half of it."

Owen placed his hand over his heart.

"You wound me," he told her, getting a soft laugh from her as they made their way over to her car when Claire caught sight of her reflection in the window, seeing the tear in her shirt, near her breast and scoffed as she turned around to see the amused face of the trainer.

"Jacket," she held out her hand. Owen grinned as he pulled his black suit-jacket through the window from his Jeep and handed it to her. She pulled it on, fastening it at the waist.

It was big on her but it would do her until the end of the day. It was better than walking around with a tear in her shirt at the chest area, thanks to little Charlie.

"I'm surprised no-one has called me out on having a suit-jacket in my car," Owen told her as he stepped closer to her, his eyes wandering over her body before meeting her eyes with that smile.

"Maybe they think you are trying to impress someone," she suggested.

He arched his eyebrows, "Oh, really?"

"Or they just don't realise you have a suit-jacket because you don't seem like the type," she added.

"Well, lucky for you, I do have one and carry it around," he told her. She bit her bottom lip, enjoying the way his gaze dropped down. She slowly let it go and his eyes darkened.

"Lucky for me," she agreed as she stepped in closer, their bodies barely brushing, "For having a Raptor Trainer that is so thoughtful."

"What can I say?" he gave her his adorable shrug, "I live to please you." She arched her eyebrow, a smile tugging at her lips.

"To please me, Mr. Grady?" she asked, drawing out his surname. He leaned in, his smile turning cocky.

"I didn't hear any complaints last night."

"Hmm," she purred before she took a step back causing him to falter for a moment before he quickly regained his balance.

"And on that note, I should get back to work before people think I am taking another day off," she reminded him, turning on her heels and walking over to her car.

"Of course," he agreed, passing her to reach her car door and he opened it for her. She felt her cheeks heat up as she stood next to the door, glancing backward to make sure no one was watching them.

Claire looked back at Owen to see he was doing the same before he leaned in.

"See you tonight, Miss Dearing?" She pressed her lips together.

"See you tonight, Mr. Grady." She stepped into her car; he closed her door for her, and switched on the engine, driving away. She looked in the rear-view mirror to see Owen was grinning and she smiled in response.

'Heartbeat'

Claire made her way through the hallway, giving her assistant, Zara, a smile, and a nod before handing her one of the two coffee cups she had bought. Zara smiled in return, taking the coffee before she returned to her duties.

Claire made her way into the office where her boss was already waiting for her, watching the screen of Owen playing with the Raptors.

"Ah, Miss Dearing," Simon Masrani greeted with a smile when he turned to see her. Claire gave him a short nod as she came to stop next to him. "Mr. Hoskins had forward the latest reports regarding the Raptors. He is impressed with Mr. Grady's dedication."

"Mr. Grady has worked hard with them," she agreed as the camera focused on Owen feeding the Raptors while talking to them, his voice low so the camera could not pick up what he was saying.

"I see you have bonded with the Raptors as well." Claire froze, her smile turning fixed as she slowly pivoted on her heels to look up at the man.

"Excuse me, sir?" she asked. Simon merely gave her a knowing smile.

"Mr. Hoskins was keen to inform me that the Raptors had taken a shine to you," Simon explained and Claire curled her nails into the palm of her hands. If she ever met that man again, she was going to- "I must admit, I was surprise to find that Mr. Grady had introduced you to the Raptors but I am pleased to see that his training is going well."

"The Raptors have taken a shine to him," she agreed. "Mr. Grady is taking all the precautions for when they get bigger but right now, they are quite happy to have him in the pen with them."

"Yet he still insists he does not control them," Simon pointed out and she nodded as she turned to look at the screen.

Owen was currently kicking a football toward Charlie, who screeched delightedly and pounced on it before her claws broke through and the ball burst beneath her.

Claire covered her smile with her cup at Owen's frustrated expression.

"Mr. Grady says it is mutual respect between them. They will listen to him, but only him. They are tolerant of Barry, his second-in-command. They do not listen to anyone else though."

"And you," Simon corrected as video switched. She turned to see herself on the screen, holding Charlie, smiling as Charlie buried her face into Claire's neck.

"Ah," she was going to kill Hoskins, she made up her mind. "I believe that was just a one-time thing."

"Oh?" Simon sounded far too causal for her liking as she raised the coffee cup back to her lips, taking a sip, "I was under the impression, since you are dating Mr. Grady," She spluttered on her coffee, hissing as it went down the wrong way, "that they saw you as the Alpha's mate – Are you alright?" He turned, concerned.

Claire waved him off, giving him a smile that she was sure came out as a grimace.

"I am sorry, did you say 'Dating Mr. Grady'?" she asked. Simon nodded. "I-" She was bewildered.

"Oh, I am sorry. Was it a secret?" he asked. She was speechless as she stared at her boss and he smiled. "I have no problem with it, Miss Dearing. You and Mr. Grady have kept your personal life out of your work life."

"I…yes," She finally nodded. "We have been dating for nearly a year now."

"Ah, see! I had believed you had been dating for a few months. That is a testament to your ability to keep your personal life separated from your work."

Claire cleared her throat, giving him a strained smile as she returned to the screen, this time Hoskins was talking to Owen and she noticed that Delta was in the background, her eyes sharp.

'Good girl,' Claire thought as she took another sip of her coffee, this time carefully. She wondered if Delta had noticed Owen's displeasure of dealing with Hoskins or she just simply did not like the man herself.

"Mr. Grady and I had decided that it was best not to let our personal lives get in the way of our workplace." She explained. "I am his boss, even though he was hired by Hoskins and, by extension, In-Gen."

Simon nodded his understanding, his brown eyes locked on the screen as Owen and Hoskins exchanged words. It was not hard to see that Owen was visibly unhappy with Hoskins.

Claire did not think Hoskins' friendly attitude was making the situation any better. He kept patting Owen's shoulder, eliciting a sharp frozen glare with each touch and she wondered how much effort was it was taking to prevent Owen from punching the man.

"I never did understand why Mr. Grady chose to work with the Raptors when he clearly does not like the man," Simon spoke up, mostly to himself.

"Owen likes a challenge," she muttered mostly to herself then took another sip of her coffee when she saw Simon look at her from the corner of her eyes, keeping her own gaze trained on the screen.

"Ah, I see," a soft chuckle came from the man before he turned fully to her, causing her to turn her head to meet his gaze curiously.

"I gather you had a good holiday," he told her and she smiled.

"Yes, it was nice to relax for a while," she agreed and he smiled.

"And I hope that I will not need to force you to take a holiday again," he pointed out. She laughed softly.

"No, you don't," she agreed. Simon gave her a pleased smile, glancing at the screen for a brief moment.

"Please, do let me know if you ever wish to bond with the Raptors again, it would be interesting to see how they react around you," Simon told her, giving her a small nod before he left her office.

Claire exhaled slowly before she returned to screen in time to see Owen turn to look at the Camera, grinning brightly with his raptors surrounding him and she smiled.

No, taking a Holiday had not been a bad idea and maybe the next time she should spend it with Owen at the Raptor pen.

The End

The Raptors' behaviours was inspired by the Jurassic Park Novel (which made my heart melt again when I re-read it)