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One-Shot: Could you do a one shot of Jurassic from Zach’s point of view, where he’s sneaking out to go out at night but Owen catches him and pulls him by the ear back to house? Announcement: I hope you all enjoy! Warnings: Mild language, just to be safe. Mention of alcohol
The house was quiet, the only sounds were the even breathing of the sleeping forms and the quiet footsteps of the sneakiest person in the world, me. I mean really, I could be a freakin ninja I’m being so stealthy. Gray and I are spending some time with Aunt Claire and Owen while our parents are on a couples retreat trying to save their marraige. It isn’t so bad, Claire has a pretty nice house. The only downside is that Owen and Claire are being all mushy gushy around eachother. To be honest it wasn’t all that hard to sneak past them when they were buried in each others eyes.
I slowly made my way down the stairs, avoiding the creaky ones, and on to the carpeted ground floor. I held my breath for a few moments, listening for anyone who might be getting a late night snack. It was around 10 at night and I’m about to hit the town with some friends. I made my way to the front door and oh so quietly turned the lock and opened the door. With the door safely closed behind me I allowed myself a small chuckle and started walking down the block where I told my friends to pick me up.
Still with a smile on my face I made it as far as the end of the driveway, when I heard him.
“Zach? I thought you were in your room? Where are you going, kid?” Owen said.
I cursed in my head and turned around. Sure enough, Owen was on the other side of Claire’s car, working on his stupid motorcycle.
“Oh, nothing, y'know, just coming outside for some fresh air-”
It was at this exact moment when the idiots I call friends decided to drive up and start yelling, “Hey man! Hurry up, we about to get fu- Oh, dude! Is that your dad? Let’s get our of here!”
And with that clever remark, they sped off, leaving me with a very confused and slightly angry Owen. He suddenly looked like he put two and two together and started glaring at me.
“You were sneaking out? To do what?”
The ground suddenly looked real interesting as I replied quietly, “Just a party at a friends house, it’s no big deal, I wouldn’t have gotten drunk or anything.”
“There would have been alcohol? I don’t really have any authority around here, but I think I am correct in assuming you’re grounded.”
I sighed, “Oh what ever will I do.”
That seemed to set him off. All of a sudden Owen stood up and made his way over to me, wasting no time in grabbing my ear like you would see in a movie and dragging me into the house. It would have almost been comical if I didn’t think my ear was going to be ripped off.
When we got inside Owen led, well, dragged me into the living room and told me to sit on the couch.
I only thought one thing. Aunt Claire is gonna kill me.
One-Shot: Imagine you have a fall out with Owen but then when trouble starts you find him and you work together but at the end you get injured and you can make up the ending Announcements: Sorry this took so long to get out! Warnings: None that I can think of! You walked into the trailer. It was a bit small, but big enough you to live comfortably. You lived right next to your partner, Owen Grady, but it wasn’t ‘partner’ as in boyfriend, more like as in co-worker. You both led your own separate packs of Raptors, and you were both the Alphas, which you had to be, if you were going to be respected and listened to by the Raptors.
You slumped down onto your bed, dropping your stuff down on the floor next to you. Today was an exhausting day, and you were both sad and frustrated with Owen. Mostly you were frustrated… angry… ok, pissed off at that cocky bastard. He though he was invincible even though he was clearly not. Some scrawny kid had fallen into the enclosure and he just ran in there without a care in the world. Sure, you thought, it would have set back his work by months, even years if the guards had tazed the Raptors, but it could have ended his life if he hadn’t gotten lucky this one time.
—-
“What were you thinking?” You had yelled at him, “You almost died in there!”
“But I didn’t,” he retorted, winking at you.
“It was stupid and reckless and-“
“Stupid?” He asked, his voice rising slightly, “That kid would have been dead if it weren’t for me!”
“Maybe, but you both could have been dead if you didn’t get lucky this single time! You should have let them take the Raptors down! They would have ripped you to shreds if you hadn’t gotten out of there when you did!”
He looked at you incredulously, “If I had let them then they would have never trusted me again! They are too precious of ally’s to have on our bad sides! You would have done the same thing.”
That made you stop. Would you have? Or would you have let them be taken down? You shook your head slightly, this was different, you thought, he actually did it.
“Are you that surprised that I would put a human life before an animals comfort?” you said instead, “They would have been fine! A little disoriented for a while and given a break before the next training session. You-“
“Wow, just… wow,” he said, “Would I even want to know the answer?”
“I, I…”
He huffed and pushed passed you, leaving you standing there, angry and about ready to start crying. God, that idiot, you thought.
—-
You decided to skip dinner and go straight to sleep. You were about to fall into the sweet clutches of unconsciousness when someone started knocking on your door. Oh what now, you thought grumpily as you pushed yourself of off the bed.
Opening the door you were met with the face of Owen, “Boss Lady’s here and she needs us both,” he said, turning and walking to a shiny silver car before you could get a word in.
As you walked to the car you saw that in the driver’s seat was a redheaded woman you knew to be Claire Dearing. Hopping in next to a quiet Owen you asked, “So, what do you need us for?”
She glanced at you while started the car and driving off, “Mr. Masrani thought it would be best for the two of you to review the paddock of one of the new attractions for safety.”
“Oh,” you said simply.
—
And thus continued the suckiness of the day, first a fight with Owen and then escalating into running for your life from a dinosaur that never existed. And now here you were, running through the jungle towards the park, trying to push the visons of the two poor workers being chomped in half out of your thoughts for the moment. At this point, hours must have passed, I mean, this was a huge island when you’re walking on foot, and you’re sure you’re lost. At last you stumbled out onto a large cliff that overlooked the park, and what you saw almost made your heart stop, it was the Pterodactyls, they were loosed and dive bombing the park. Oh hell, you thought and began to run to the park.
When you got down there it was still chaos, people running, screaming, crying, trying to keep from being bird food, it made you mad. These idiots should have evacuated the island, but no, it would have cost them too much money, it’s all about the money! All of a sudden you were jerked back by your shirt, and then up. Claws dugs painfully into your shoulder as you suddenly realized that you had been caught by one of the Pterodactyls and was not being lifted into the sky.
You heard screaming but didn’t know if it was yours or the crowed below you, either way, it sounded terrified. Suddenly, as quickly as you had been lifted up into the air, you were falling back to the ground. The animal made a squawking sound and released its iron grip on you. You thought that you would be too high to keep from gaining any injuries but just before you hit the ground, powerful arms caught you, sending you and Owen to the ground.
He quickly looked up at you, “Are you hurt,”
You looked at him while you tried to feel any major points of pain that could mean broken, and then looked down at your ankle and winced. Even now it was beginning to turn purple and swollen, it must have been caught under Owen when the two of you fell.
Owen followed your gaze, his eyes widening as he saw your ankle too, “Here, c’mon, I gotcha.”
As he lifted you up your eyes locked with each other’s and before you could protest put his hands around your face and smashed his lips into yours.
After a few moments of that he released you, “I’m sorry about earlier, I know it was stu-“
You cut him off, “That can wait.”
He looked at you with his fascinating green eyes and nodded, “Follow me.”
It was a short distance to the car but with the added trouble of a panicked crowed and useless ankle it seemed to take a lifetime. Claire Dearing was in the front and there were two boys you didn’t recognize in the back as you squeezed in next to them. For now at least, everything seemed ok, and you thought of a few ways that you could apologize to Owen too.
One-Shot: Can I have a one-shot where Owen Grady (aka Chris Pratt) introduces you to the raptors and some of them try to hurt you and yeah if that makes sense:) Annoucement: I hope you like it! Warnings: None
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath of ocean air. It wasn’t a long boat drive to the Isla Nublar, but it sure was refreshing. You were barely containing your excitement though, to be honest this may be the best day ever. You were visiting your partner, Owen Grady, and he said he was finally going to show you his Raptor girls. That’s right, actually Velociraptors. You had been nervous about him taking the job at first, seeing as how 22 years earlier Raptors had contributed to the events at Jurassic Park, but eventually you had learned to accept it.
Getting off the boat and swaying a little bit from just getting back on land, you looked around through the crowed of families and friends.
All of a sudden there was a jabbing, tickling feeling on your sides, “RAPTOR ATTACK!”
Apart from it tickling a bit, it scared the hell out of you and made you jump about five feet into the air, “AHHH!”
Some people within earshot of you gave you odd looks as you whipped around and found yourself immediately faced with stunning green eyes. You smiled and smacked Owen on the arm.
He pretended to be shocked and hurt, “What on Earth was that for?”
“You know what for,” you said, “And, by the way… Raptor attack? Really?”
He took you by the arm and the both of you started making your way off of the dock, “Ah, well, just trying to get you in the mood.”
Hopping into his jeep you chuckled nervously, “Yeah, right. I hope they like me.”
Owen smiled and looked over at you, “Of course they will, I’m the Alpha, they’ll think of you as my mate and respect you too.”
“Alpha, huh? I bet you use that one on all the girls.”
He started the car, “Only you, hun bun.”
The rest of the ride was filled with small talk and the general catching up. You were studying back in America so you kind of had to keep this a long distance relationship which wasn’t always easy, but you managed. And besides, you were almost done anyways, you were really trying to push for a job on the island so you could be near Owen but that was a worry for another day.
Soon, the bumpy car ride to the enclosure was over and the two of you hopped out of the car, “Yeesh, it is mildly warm out here,” you said sarcastically, taking off your top shirt to reveal your tank top.
“Are you trying to impress me, or the dinosaurs,” Owen commented.
“Well, I just want to make a good impression,” you retorted. You followed him a short distance and to something that looked like a viewing area of some sort, both sides closed off by safety fences.
“Here,” Owen said, “Just stand here and watch.”
“I think I can handle that,” you said, feeling the excitement kick your pulse up a few notches.
He signaled someone and all of sudden a tiny pig came squealing in through the opening in the enclosure. It disappeared in a hole in the wall and a panel slammed down behind it, keeping it from being eaten by the four beings that came streaking in behind it. Their sleek reptilian bodies moved around the arena, hissing at the people up on the catwalk above and nipping playfully at each other. They eventually saw you and Owen in the safety cage and slinked over. Your eyes were wide, this was the first time that you had been able to see the Raptors, and they were magnificent. They came closer to the gate that separated you from them, staring at each other in the eyes.
“This one it Blue,” Owen said, pointing to the one closest to the fence, “That one is Echo, there’s Charlie, and over there is Delta.”
“Awesome,” you whispered with a slightly open mouth.
All of a sudden, Blue, jumped forward towards the cage, making you jump back, just barely missing the her claws as she stuck her arm though an opening.
“Ahh!” You yelped.
Owen pushed you back to a safer distance, “Hey! No, Blue! No! Back, stay back!”
The Raptor looked at Owen and slid her arm out of the door quietly. The others had stayed back, and started hissing at you.
“Was it something I said?” you asked shakily.
He frowned and helped you up off of the ground, “No, I don’t know. Maybe they just didn’t sense that you were my mate?” He looked back in the cage, “I don’t know. Are you ok? Any scratches? Anything?”
You shook your head, “I don’t know either, maybe we need to kiss in front of them next time. Show then whose boss.”
He raised an eyebrow at you, “Ooh, scandalous. What would the people think?”
“Who cares?” and pecked him on the lips.
A near mauling by your boyfriends Raptors can really make a person crave physical contact.