{3.04} Brave Little Girl

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It didn't take too long for me to pack Hadley's things considering Claire was granting us a 5 night stay, and all Hadley really needed were her clothes and overnight things. I didn't bother so much with toys, as Claire promised she'd be plenty entertained with the many "activities" at Jurassic World. 

I inquired where this park was, and wasn't pleased to hear that Jurassic World was built on Isla Nublar, where Hammond's first installment was laid, and had been corrupted. Claire, again, assured me that I'd be fine.

We were to board a private jet, compliments of InGen, and be flown to the island from Hawaii. 

"Momma, let's go!" Hadley squealed, surprisingly still eager to board the second plane in Hawaii. 

Two security officials from InGen had escorted us to the plane and boarded with us, asking us questions.

"Hey, what's your name?" one asked Hadley, smiling down at the curious girl who couldn't yet sit down in the jet due to her excitement. His silver name tag read M.J. Lovett.

"I'm Hadley. What's your name?" she asked, looking up at the sunglasses clad man. 

"I'm Michael." he smiled again. "Have you ever flown before?" 

"Yup, this is time number two, " Hadley answered back, showing him two fingers. "Have you?" 

"Plenty of times." Michael chuckled. "You're not nervous are you?" 

"Nope! Momma and Dad told me to be brave." she said, crossing her arms. 

"I have a brave little girl, too." the other man said, who's name tag read T. Jewel. "Her name is Paige." he added, pulling out his wallet to show Hadley a small photo of his daughter. 

"I like her dress." Hadley replied, looking up at the second man. 

"Thank you, she's got quite the fashion sense, unlike her daddy." he chuckled. "Name's Terry." he said, extending his hand for me to shake. 

"Beth." I replied, taking his hand. 

"Dr. and Mrs. Malcolm, of course. I remember hearing all about you two. I'm glad you guys are willing to give us a second chance." Terry said. 

"I'm glad, too. I feel like it'll maybe clear the air." I nodded. 

One more man boarded the plane, who was quite obviously the pilot given his attire. 

"Hey folks, my name is Captain Adams! I will be your pilot on this lovely day. If you don't mind going ahead and taking your seats, and we'll be off in no time!" he spoke. 

"Woo! Let's go!" Hadley cheered, receiving laughter from everyone on board. 

"Someone's ready!" Captain Adams chuckled, now turning to go into the cockpit. 

After an instructional video played on the plane's safety and emergency procedures, we took off. A part of every flight that wasn't my absolute favorite, but I had made sure that today my daughter wouldn't notice how nervous I actually was, as not to scare her too. 

A stewardess pushed a beverage cart down the aisle, and I did not pass up a good cocktail. 

"This cocktail is named Isla Nublar. Fancy, huh?" she joked, as she poured the beverage for me. 

"Oh, yes." I laughed back, taking a long swig of the drink. "That's very good thank you." 

"You're so welcome, Mrs. Malcolm." 

Before we knew it, we hovered over the island I once knew so well. The island that was the starting point for everything I have ever been through the past 6 years. The island was visiting once again, in hopes to maybe ease all of the pain and suffering. 

"Folks, welcome to Isla Nublar."

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