𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙆𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀 - 𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙮

Mood Swings

Emma sat down in the rocking chair. Swaying back and forth rhythmically as she stared out the window at the falling specks of snow. It was the end of December in Montana. At least three feet of snow had already dropped onto Emma's mothers cottage, they were staying at. Roscoe, the Australian shepherd, sat at her feet keeping them warm. She let out a sigh before opening her book for her class. It was always quiet and cozy while Owen was out of the house. No annoying sounds of his sipping, burping, chewing, or him talking to himself as he watched whatever television show he watched that day.

Roscoe perked up his ears, then hoisted himself up darting towards the door, barking excitedly. Emma silently sighed, while shutting her book and tapping her fingers on the cover. There goes peace and quiet. The door creaked open, letting in a cool blast of air drift through the house causing Emma to shiver a bit in her chair. Squeaks of shoes could be heard from the mud room as they were being taken off, the sound of Owen hushing Roscoe was heard throughout the cottage.

She pinched the bridge of her nose, she could feel a large migraine coming on. But, no matter how annoying she found her boyfriend to be she still loved him and dealt with him. "I thought you'd be busier today." Emma stated as she looked up towards Owen, who's cheeks were still a rosy red from the cold. "Busy?" Owen sighed as he slumped onto the cream colored couch. His dark green sweatshirt stained with oil and other dirt particles. Emma feared for her couch. "I haven't been busy since the park shut down temporarily." Emma smirked to herself then gathered her book to pace towards the couch where she relaxed next to him, her arm resting on the back of the couch.

"How was the lecture?" Owen asked forcing Emma to frown and push the thick black book towards him in disgust. He took the text book in his hands before lightly smirking at the title. "Subphylum Trilobitomorpha?" Owen held up the book in confusion towards Emma. "I don't even know what the hell that is but, the reviews say it's "DINO-mite"."

Emma grabbed the book out of his hands as he snickered at the pun. "Careful. I don't want you to drop it on her." Owen cautioned, placing his hands on Emma's belly to feel his child. Emma chuckled a little, placing her hand on his much larger hand, feeling his warmth on her palms comforted her. "How do you know it's a her?" She asked, as he nuzzled himself under her arm before furrowing his brow to think up an excuse. "Intuition." Owen smiled playfully up at her, he could tell in the look in her eyes that she didn't believe him for a moment. "Intuition? I'm only three months." Emma pushed him off her, smiling as she hopped up to go to the kitchen.

Owen had been against having the child at first, seeing as how he didn't have a good job at the time and Jurassic World was going under maintenance he didn't think they could afford it. Even with his experience with Jurassic World and the navy, he couldn't land a job better than a lowly mechanic. Then Emma came across a site and discovered some new tyrannosaur skeleton, and the people that funded her gave her and her team seven grand each. It wasn't much, but it was enough to sustain for now.

Owen looked back at his career choices thinking he should've picked up paleontology when he was younger. Still after the money from the dig he was against having the baby, he was at the ripe age of thirty four and she was only twenty six he was worried the baby might come out wrong, they weren't even engaged but, then he went with Emma on a check up.

He watched as the doctors put gel on his girlfriend's stomach, then press a tool down on it. His first reaction was to snatch the tool out of the doctors hands thinking it was going to hurt the baby, that's the moment he knew he was ready. He was willing to do anything to make sure it was ok. Then he heard the heart beat. It was a fast little fluttering sound, like a small drum. That was the moment he knew he was in love with their unborn child. Besides Kate would literally kill him if he didn't want the child. She was way too excited to be an aunt. She was also the only family member who knew and, Owen somewhat regretted that.