One of Them (Jurassic World fanfiction)

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With Franklin and Claire, Owen peeked from behind a rock and looked down at docks, where men run around with guns and other stuff to get the dinosaurs onto the waiting boat.

Owen and the other two were lucky enough to find each other and make it out alive, for now. They still need to get away from the island that's about to explode in little of time. They can only hope Zia, Blue and Jane were taken to the safety of the boat. 

They watched from afar as Wheatley torred a tooth from dazed Stegosaurus, making the poor animal jump in pain, and that is yet to follow. Wheatley's attention was taken by Zia yelling at his men, trying to break out from the man's grip that's holding her back. 

"Hey, put your weapon down! You got the barrel pointed right at her head!" Zia then noticed another man checking out the unconscious Grant women laying beside the raptor. The man's hand rose towards Jane's chest, only to get stopped by Zia yelling louder. "Hey! Keep your filthy hands to yourself, you pig!"

Owen used his binoculars to get better look down there, searching for certain two women and one raptor. His eyes landed on yelling Zia.

"They have Zia." He informed Franklin and Claire, searching for Blue and his Jane. 

"They're looking out. If they already had the dinosaurs, why do they need us?" Franklin asked, trying to wrap his head around the situation.

"They needed the tracking system to capture Blue." It clicked in Claire's head all together, now understanding why they were needed here. Though she couldn't really puzzle why was Jane so needed. Mills said he would be very grateful if Jane came as well, saying she's very needed there. But for what?

"There are they. Blue don't look good. And I'm worried what they wanna do with Jay." Owen spoke up again, worry clearly on his features. 

Back when he regained conscious, Jane quickly jumped into his mind, as the last time he saw her was before he got shoot by Wheatley. And he promised to himself these men will pay for taking his Jane, his best friend since he can remember, and also taking and shooting Blue. 

"We will get them back. And I'm sure Jane will take care of herself and others. She's smart, riscant but smart. She'll be okay." Claire attempted to comfort the man she still likes, knowing damn well how much he cares for both Jane and Blue, and rubbed his shoulder.

"I know." Their attention was taken by the volcano roaring, letting them know time is short and they need to get on the boat as fast as possible.

"We need to get on that boat." Owen jumped over the rock and ran, Claire following his actions.

"The rock's good. We're safe on the rock."

"It's the boat or the lava, Franklin." Claire yelled to freaked out Franklin, before darting after Owen. 

"All right, boat's good. I'm all about the boat." Finally the realization hit him and he followed the pair, running towards the boat as fast as their legs can.
   

Third person pov...

Zia pressed harder onto Blue's wound, trying to desperately stop the bleeding. Blue whined and shrieked in pain, making the woman with glasses curse in her head. If she'd get any person to help, Blue would have the bullet out by now. The only person that can help her at this moment is Jane, if she wasn't still unconscious. That bastard Wheatley shoot her twice time instead of one. like one wasn't enough. 

A groan and curse caught Zia's attention, looking over Blue's body at the Grant woman, which seems to be waking up. 

"Oh, God. Jeez. Where's that motherfucker that shoot me. I'm gonna kick his damn ass." Jane grunted in pain, going to put hand on her head if it wasn't for handcuffs keeping her locked to the table.