I'm not a doctor or a police officier, and my knowledge in those fields (I did study medicine and law for a short while) isn't enough to know what would really happen in a situation like this. So, sorry if it's not how it would have happened in real life.

"What's going on?" Maisie asked, grabbing Owen's hand when a commotion could be heard in the corridor outside. Claire was out of surgery and was resting in the bed, her ashen face still pale with tinges of red on her cheeks and forehead from what the doctors feared would be one hell of a fever.

"I don't know," Owen answered honestly while standing up. "Stay here with Claire, alright? I'll check it out."

Maisie nodded and took Owen's place on the chair. She held Claire's hand for a few seconds before turning to Owen and saying "Be careful," as if he was about to fight some dinosaurs. Owen simply smiled.

He walked out of the room and faced two police officers accompanied by a man in a suit. One of the nurses pointed at Owen.

"Are you Owen Grady?" The first officer asked, a black woman in her late twenties, whose name tag read Officer Torres.

"That's me. What's going on? We already gave you a statement at the manor."

Officer Torres' partner, a white man in his early forties named Officer Cassidy, stepped forward. "We'd like to ask you more questions. And see the girl, if that's alright."

Owen hesitated for a moment. He had nothing against answering some questions, now that Claire's injury was taken care of and that she was resting. He also didn't think it would be a big deal if they spoke to Maisie either, since she had already spoken to law enforcement officers before, giving the same statement Owen, Claire, Zia and Franklin had (saying that they had no idea how the dinosaurs had escaped). But he didn't like that other man in a suit who had his hands in his pockets and wasn't saying a word.

"Sure. But let's do the questions somewhere else. I don't want to disturb the other patients."

Officer Torres nodded and opened her arm to the corridor, allowing Owen to choose the place where they would question him. He was thinking about one of the waiting rooms, by that time of day they should be mostly empty. But he barely walked five feet in that direction that the man in the suit walked past him and put his hand on the door to Claire's room.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" Owen snapped, immediately walking back his steps and putting his body between the man and the door.

It was true that Owen could be impressive. He was taller than the average man, more muscular and built like a professional weightlifter. And he could be scary when he was in full papa bear protector mode. He didn't miss the way Officer Cassidy's hand rested above his service gun, or the way Officer Torres hissed at her partner's move. But the man in the suit didn't budge.

"Mr. Grady, I ask you for the first and last time to get out of my way," the man in the suit said."

"Who are you and what do you want? A woman is resting in there; I won't let you disturb her."

The man in the suit sighed and pulled out his work badge. "Michael Briggs. Social services. I am here to pick up Maisie Lockwood and to bring her to the Children Care Center in San Francisco where she will await the trial that will determine her fate. It is only procedure."

"Like hell you are." Owen didn't want to yell and immediately regretted it when he heard noise behind the door. Maisie was probably standing right behind him and listening to the conversation.

"Mr. Grady, I understand your urge to protect this girl but neither you nor Miss Dearing are her legal guardians. Seeing as she is now an orphan, she will be taken care of by the State of California. You can send word to the court processing her case if you want to try and adopt her, but she's coming with me."

It took Owen's entire willpower not to punch the man right where he stood. And when Briggs moved to push Owen out of the way, he found himself in a chokehold between Owen's beefy arms.

In the end, it all happened too quickly.

Briggs managed to clock Owen one in the eye, proving that he wasn't just some meager desk officer. Which resulted in Owen getting into a full blown fistfight in the hospital corridor. Nurses yelled and shielded the patients, while also trying to hold onto the medical equipment around them. Officer Cassidy tried to break the fight and Officer Torres tried to reason with them.

Officer Cassidy was the one who managed to grab a hold of Owen while Officer Torres held Briggs back. While Owen was still struggling against Officer Cassidy, his face swelling slowly, Briggs entered the room. Maisie shrieked when she saw him and Owen all but threw Officer Cassidy against the wall (but thankfully, he managed to catch himself and didn't get injured).

Briggs already had one hand on Maisie's arm when Owen came barreling into the room, pushing aside a chair in his angry walk. He was punching Briggs again when Officer Torres managed to snap the first half of a pair of handcuffs around his wrist. He almost punched her too, but Officer Cassidy helped her and they effectively handcuffed him.

Maisie was screaming so loud Owen thought she might wake Claire up. Briggs half dragged her, half carried her out of the room and was followed by one of the nurses. Owen tried to pounce after him but Officer Cassidy was in his way.

"Stop it! You're lucky if Mr. Briggs doesn't sue you for that fight. And you're lucky you didn't hit one of us, otherwise it would have been straight to the station!" Officer Torres yelled in his face.

And just like that, Owen stopped thrashing. The police officers could very well take him for hitting the other guy. And if they did, he wouldn't be able to stay with Claire. Officer Torres seemed to read his thoughts, because she told her partner to go after Briggs to make sure the girl was treated right. When her partner was gone, she quickly looked at Claire, before turning to Owen.

"I'll let it slide just this once. Briggs might sue you anyway. Don't try to catch up to them or I really will have to taze you." She sighed and unlocked his handcuffs. "Don't make me take you away from her. She needs you," she motioned towards Claire.

And with that, she was out of the room.