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193. Owen Grady 16 Part 2

~He kept his eye on her as she moved into the paddocked. At first he had resented her, feeling as if Claire had sent him a babysitter, one that for the record, he didn’t need. She had quickly surprised him though, quickly countering his theories with her own, well thought out ones. Before he knew it, he was looking forward to their daily verbal spars, even doing some research to counter her arguments. They worked extremely well together and his raptors absolutely adored her. She was the first one that they listened to besides him. Sure, they listened to Barry, but not in the same manner they did to her. They almost treated her like they did him. It probably should have been a big hint; he knew that he could never have a partner in his life that his girls didn’t like or she them.
“Sir, I’m sorry to interrupt, but we just got word from the paddocks. They thought Owen was coming later as originally planned and they released one of the Allosaurus’s back into the pen,” the young man said, panting, having run from the control room. “The other one is still sedated and safely secure.”
“What?” Owen demanded. “How could this happen? You asked us to come here early.” Not bothering to wait for an answer, he ran over to the entrance to the paddock. It was a good thing he never went into paddocks unarmed anymore, saving him precious time. He had to get her out of there before it was too late. By the time he got into the paddock he could already see the Allosaurus way too close to her for comfort.
“Owen, if that’s you, cut it out, you’re not funny.” Owen’s heart raced for her as she slowly became aware that something wasn’t right. “Owen?”
“Don’t move,” he replied, “Just stay perfectly still and trust me.” He glanced at her one last time before focusing on the dinosaur in front of him. This was going to be risky, he had no bond with the Allosaurus unlike his raptors.
“Over here girl, eyes on me,” he said, voice lowering into what his coworkers jokingly called his “Alpha voice” when the Allosauraus took a few steps towards her. Good, that’s it girl, just focus on me, don’t pay any attention to her.
“Are you insane? Get out of here, save yourself!” she whispered-yelled at him. He knew what he was doing was risky, probably insane, but leaving her wasn’t an option and he told her so. Moving slowly, he worked his way so that he was in between her and the dinosaur.
“Get up slowly,” he commanded. Before either of them had a chance to react, the Allosaurus lunged, using her large head, knocked Owen out of the way. Grunting, he rolled, finally coming to a stop. His head ringing, he could hear her calling for him, her voice breaking with fear. He laid there for a moment, staying perfectly still, hoping that the dinosaur would no longer be interested in him. Grabbing his gun he quickly fired off three shots. He hated to have to use lethal methods like this, but he couldn’t risk the time a tranquilizer would take to kick in. Part of him wondered why the Allosaurus workers hadn’t grabbed one of the tranq guns that each paddock was required to have and shot the Allosaurus by now. It was something he would look into, after he made sure she was alright and took care of her.
Picking himself up, he walked over to her, calling her name softly. Kneeling in front of her, he reached out, cupping her face with his hands, stroking her cheek with his thumb. She’s not dead, she’s not dead, she’s not dead. They were both a little banged up, but otherwise they had survived. He never wanted to see or hear her be that afraid again, he would do anything in the world to prevent it.
“I’m not dead?”
“Very much alive,” he said softly, continuing to stroke her cheek.
“But how? I thought you were dead?”
“Faked it, I’m sorry if I worried you.” He hadn’t meant to, but he had to be sure that the Allosaurus wasn’t paying attention to his movements before he went for his gun. If she had seen him, he doubted either of them would be here right now. Owen let out a small oomph as she threw herself at him, burying her face in his chest while wrapping her arms around his neck. He held her, reveling in being able to do so. He had come so close to losing her, and he had never told her how much she means to him.
When she started to berate him for being an idiot and not getting himself out of there, Owen couldn’t help the grin he knew was on his face. She was just as worried for him as he had been for her. Seeing no end in sight to her little tirade, he decided a more proactive approach to ending it would be in order. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips against hers, hesitantly at first. Once the shock wore off and she melted against him, he deepened the kiss, wanting to taste her. Perhaps something good had come out of this situation after all.

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