Here's another story I've been thinking about! This takes place right after Fallen Kingdom. There are heavy references to the Evolution of Claire. You may be confused with some of the characters if you haven't read the book. Don't forget to read and review!

I felt the weight of his arm dropped over me. Holding me tight against him. My back warm against his chest. I smiled before opening my eyes. If this was a dream I didn't want to wake up. Owen was here with me, sleeping in my bed.
As I continued to wake up, the events of the past two days came crashing back, reminding me I wasn't dreaming. Surviving yet another hybrid dinosaur attack with Owen.
We found ourselves back together. Back together with an addition. Maisie slept in my spare bedroom. The poor girl literally going through hell and back in a twenty-four hour period. She may not legally belong to Owen and I, but we made a silent promise that she was ours to protect.
So much Owen and I still needed to talk about, but we seemed to automatically know what they other was thinking. Convincing Owen my apartment was safest and close to the DPG, we drove the three hours from Lockwood's Estate last night, allowing the three of us to sleep in comfortable beds.
What clothes and special items we were able to salvage from Maisie's room was thrown in a bag now sitting in the guest bedroom, now claimed as her own.
I turned in Owen's arms to face him. His chest was bare and I slowly opened my eyes to see his still closed. Deep in sleep, he didn't notice me move. Resting my left palm on his chest I moved my hand until I could feel his steady heartbeat. Smiling as I leaned in to smell his skin I stifled a laugh. He smelt like me. The only shampoo and soap in my shower was mine, so Owen was forced to use it last night.
My mind quickly went back to last night's shower. Him quickly apologizing when I screamed as soon as I opened my eyes from washing the shampoo out of my hair and saw him standing in front of me.
"You scared me!" I hissed. Not even bothering to try and cover up. I didn't feel the need to.
"You were taking too long, so I had to check on you."
I laughed and shook my head. "By completely getting in the shower?"
He shrugged and then nodded.
"Maisie?"
"Out like a light." He assured me.
His eyes peered into mine and I suddenly forgot how to breathe. He took a small step towards me, his arms raising cautiously. "This ok?"
"Yes," I sighed and threw my arms around his neck. I ignored the pain in my leg as I stretched up to reach his lips.
As if reading my mind regarding my leg, he wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me up. I automatically wrapped my legs around his hips. Our lips stayed locked together.
We made up for lost times while the water ran cold on us.
Owen's words brought me out of my thoughts. "What are you laughing at?" His voice was scratchy, heavy with sleep.
"You smell like me." I informed him, pressing my face into his chest and laughing.
His arms tightened around me. "I'd rather smell like you than step in your shower and actually find mens toiletries in there."
"You've got a point there." I giggled.
I couldn't believe how utterly happy I felt. The moment Owen stepped into the shower with me last night, I felt new. I finally felt whole. Being apart let us grow a little, mature into who we are now. It allowed us to come back together with a feeling of completeness. I could see by Owen's smile he kept flashing at me on our ride home, his soft kisses to the back of my hand as he studied the road in front of him, his constant need to hold me through the night— he felt the same way I did.
My phone rang on the nightstand beside Owen.
"Reality calling," Owen mumbled into my hair. He rolled onto his back, keeping me against his side.
"It's probably Franklin." I sighed pushing off Owen's chest.
I leaned over him to grab my phone and his arms trapped me against him.
"Hi, Franklin." I spoke into the phone.
Owen's hand slipped under my shirt, letting the tips of his fingers slide up my back. I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning in Franklin's ear.
I shot Owen a warning look. His chest vibrated from his laugh.
"Phone started ringing off the hook half hour ago. There have been some sightings. No casualties, but I'm sure reporters will be looking for you soon."
"I'll be there in an hour." I informed him, hanging up the phone.
I dropped my phone at Owen's side and hid my face in his chest. "Time to face the world."
"Guess so." He sighed heavily.
I heard the main bathroom door shut and figured Maisie was awake. Owen heard too, and he was out of bed, pulling on his sweatpants. Luckily Owen was able to find the truck where he left his backpack before going to find Blue. Therefore he had a change of clothes.
"Oh," I gasped, leaning out of my closet. Owen jumped, his hand half stretched towards the doorknob. I lowered my voice so it was a whisper. "I don't think I have kid friendly food."
Owen snorted, opening the door. "I bet you don't even have anything that doesn't taste like cardboard." He laughed loudly to himself as he walked down the hall.
I heard him talking to Maisie as I hurried to get ready.
By the time I entered the kitchen Owen had thrown together ingredients for pancakes.
"Hi!" Maisie said cheerfully. I was surprised to already see her dressed.
"Good morning," I smiled back at her. She was perched on one of the stools at the counter. "How did you sleep?"
She nodded. "Good."
I raised my eyebrow, surprised at the fact that she actually looked happy. I met Owen's eyes and he shrugged, obviously thinking the same thing I was.
"Pancakes are done." Owen announced, placing a large stack in the center of the counter.
"Yum!" Maisie exclaimed before reaching for her fork to serve herself.
My phone buzzed in my hand. It was Zia. "I'm coming in." I said before she could even say anything. "I'm on my way in too. Was just wondering how Maisie made out last night."
I looked up at the girl who was very involved in her pancakes. "Great!" I answered not wanting to hint that I was talking about her.
Maisie looked up when I hung up the phone. "Are we going to save them?"
"We're going to do everything we can." I answered.
Walking in to the DPG even felt different. Beside the fact that I was flanked by Owen and Maisie.
My ride home from the estate was preparing the volunteers for what today would bring, so some were on the phone with reporters, others on their computers keeping track of new coverage and social media.
The morning moved quickly. Owen was on the phone just as much as I was. It seemed now the Government was more than willing to help us capture and move these dinosaurs out of California. From my understanding of what I overheard Owen talking about on the phone, he was to head the military in capturing the dinosaurs.
The press meeting was quick and actually helpful. We gained much needed support after Owen and I explained our help on the island was part of a scheme we didn't know anything about. Being that no one asked about a missing child our assumptions on Maisie were correct. No one in the world knows she exists. Therefore she stayed tucked away with Zia, out of the public's eye.
By late morning I was ready to pull the group together for a quick meeting. Ready to bring them up to speed on how we were going to handle the capturing and replacement of the dinosaurs.
I cleared my throat loudly, calling a quick meeting to the large group in front of me. Maisie, who spent most of the morning splitting her time between Franklin and Zia, looked up at me from her seat beside Zia. Owen sat at my desk knowing I was going to call on him to take over in a few moments.
"Thank you all for everything that you have done." I paced in front of the room as I spoke. "I know we have worked hard from the beginning, and though our mission for Isla Nublar was a huge setback, we do still have a large group of dinosaurs that need us more than ever. Thankfully we have full cooperation from the government to capture and relocate these animals." I paused as the room erupted in applause and cheers. We were extremely lucky their first response wasn't to shoot and kill the dinosaurs. I continued after a few minutes of cheers and applause. "Owen here, will be leading the military in their mission to help capture and relocate." I motioned Owen to take the helm. He nodded and stood up to take my place. His voice deep as he spoke his mission.
The elevator doors opened and I gasped. The blood rushed from my body, falling to my feet. The faces in front of me I haven't seen in years. Owen's voice was a muffle behind me as I ran to the small group that stepped off the elevator.