AN's: Written for Clawen week on tumblr! Day 4: Favorite expression – Head over heels

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"You're in love with her."

Owen shot Barry a look as he helped pass out blankets and bottles of water. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Barry followed him with a snort. "You wouldn't shut up about her before and after your date from hell…the two of you spend the day collectively trying to save everyone's lives and you're going to deny how you feel now?"

"I'm not denying anything." Owen handed off the empty box to another park employee and turned to his friend. "Look, today was…it was a crisis and adrenaline and life and death…" He paused, looking for the words. "I'm not denying my feelings… I'm just not…defining them…"

Barry opened his mouth to retort just as an elderly woman gestured to Owen, asking him a question. Owen leaned down to speak quietly to her. When he stood up straight, he met Claire's eyes across the hanger.

It was a like a bolt of lightning- the way it hit him.

Images of the day flashed in his mind.

Claire at his bungalow that morning and their banter…at the paddock when they thought the Indominus had escaped…in the jungle, her stubborn determination to find her nephews…her face as the Apatosaurus lay dying…how she saved his life and the feel of her lips and her body on his…risking her own life by leading a T-Rex out of its paddock in an effort to save them all…

And now, in this moment…looking at him from across the room…

"Man, you're head over heels." Barry chuckled behind him.

Owen ignored him and made his way over to Claire.

He really was.