Written in Bones [ Jurassic World]

The Offer of a Lifetime

"Welcome to the Natural History Museum. My name is Lily and I'll be your tour guide for our Dino Directory tour." Lily started. "Please keep your hands to yourself as we are entering a territory  full of teeth. We wouldn't want to lose any fingers now would we?" she smiled.

The teenagers before her looked at her unamused.

"That at least gets a smile normally." she said under her breath. "Right then...follow me!" she said leading the way.

As she spoke about the bones and the images of the dinosaurs, several of the teens yawned or rolled their eyes. Their chaperon gave her a sympathetic smile.

Lily bit the inside of her cheek.

"This is one of my favourite dinosaurs." she told them. "The Pteranodon." 

She stepped back allowing the teenagers to step forward."Now they aren't as intimating as a T-Rex, but I can assure you they are said to be just as aggressive. They normally fed on fish, but look at their hands, on each one they have three claws that can rip and tear. There are four claws on each foot that they used to pin down their meal."

The teenagers were quiet. 

"Imagine, this bird like dinosaur that weighs in at over thirty kilos pinning you down to the ground, you can't escape as the claws dig into you. Even if you managed to escape it's grasp, you won't get far especially with wingspans over six metres. You're done."

The chaperone was wide eyed as the teenagers just stood there with their jaws opened.

Lily smirked. "Shall we move on?"

They all nodded quickly.

Once the tour was over, Lily sat down on a bench with a tired yawn before looking up to the 3D model of the triceratops imagining the dinosaur roaming around across vast amounts of land.

"That was quite the tour you gave." a voice startled her out of her thoughts. She looked over to see a man sitting beside her. She glanced around quickly, she hadn't even heard him approach.

"Err...thank you?"

The man smiled. "It was indeed a compliment. I think all those teens will remember this tour for as long as they live."

"That's the plan." she responded.

"I'm Simon Masrani." he said stretching his hand to her.

"Lily Goodwin." she said shaking it.

"Oh, I know who you are Ms. Goodwin." he told her.

She raised a brow. "You do?"

"Yes, I'm very familiar with your work."

Her green eyes lit up. "You've read my work?!"

"Don't act so surprised Ms. Goodwin, there are many who have read you work."

"Not many that I've come across recently." she mumbled. She turned back to Mr. Masrani.

"Did you come here to discuss my work?" she asked him curiously.

"Actually, I came to discuss other work matters with you."

"Okay."

"You see, Miss Goodwin-"

"Please, Lily is perfectly fine."

"Of course, Lily, I run the company Masrani Global, are you familiar with it?"

Lily frowned slightly. "It sounds familiar but I couldn't tell you why."

"That's alright. My company specializes in telecommunication, oil and most recent bio-engineering."

She nodded her head but remained quiet waiting for him to continue.

"Are you familiar with InGen?"

Her eyes flickered to his. "Yes...they are the ones who genetically cloned the dinosaurs out on those islands." she said.

"Right, well I own InGen."

"You do?"

"I do."

"So you're in charge of that amusement park-"

"Jurassic World." Masrani said proudly.

Lily felt nervous suddenly. Of course, she had heard of Jurassic World, everyone in the dinosaur world had, hell everyone in the world had. An amusement park with actual dinosaurs, the third attempt at the dinosaur park after John Hammond's first failure and Peter Ludlow's foolish disaster. The park had been running for a couple of years now without incident it seemed.

The dinosaur world had different opinions on the park. Some thought it was a fascinating experience, a dream come true, while others believed it was the stupidest thing to do. She wasn't sure where she rested on the idea of it.

"Ms. Goodwin?"

She snapped out of her thoughts.

"I came here to discuss you coming to work for me at Jurassic World."

"Me?" she choked.

"Yes," Masrani chuckled. "You. I've read your work and I've seen you in action, you know your stuff. You speak about these dinosaurs with such passion, it's refreshing. Your knowledge in the field could greatly benefit us."

"W-wh....what would you want me to do?"

"We can figure all that out when you get to the island. There's so many things you could do. You just have to say yes." 

Lily sat there for a moment, her mind was racing. She swallowed before turning to him.

"Can I think about it?" she asked.

"Oh certainly." he reached into the pocket of his sports jacket and pulled out a card. "You can call me when you're ready."

Lily walked into the home staring at the card in her hand as she closed the door behind her.

"Hello deary." 

"Hi Dad." she greeted Harold taking a seat beside him on the couch as he watched a rugby match on the television.

"Did you have a good day?"

"It was interesting to say the least."

Harold muted the television before turning to face her. "What happened?"

Lily explained Masrani's visit and the job offer.

"Wow, that is a hell of a day." Harold chuckled. "Why aren't you hopping around going mad with delight?"

She shrugged. "I dunno, I'm not sure about the offer."

"What are your reservations about it?"

"I've spent all this time digging up and studying their bones, but now they'll be in the flesh. What if they're nothing like how I imagined them to be? It could just ruin everything."

"My dear, that mind of yours thinks of every possible outcome, you focus on the bad and ignore the good. What if you go there and it's everything you could imagine and more?"

"Well sure there's that.."

Harold hugged his daughter tightly. "You've been looking for an opportunity to rise to the occasion...this sounds like it."

"You're right." she said looking at the card. "I should go call him with my answer then."

"Go on deary."

Lily wrapped her father in another hug before getting up and heading to the kitchen to make the call.

"Wait until the blokes at work hear about this." Harold said to himself.