Jurassic World : a Clawen fanfic

CHAPTER THREE

~ Owen's POV ~
I watched as Claire walked down the hall and into the kitchen. I could hear the coffee machine turn on and start pouring through coffee. I assumed she only had one type of coffee because she didn't ask me what flavour or brand or anything. I slumped into the couch and reached down on the coffee table for the remote. I pressed the on button lightly, trying not to break the remote. The TV turned on and the first channel that popped up was the mid day news. I turned up the volume and sure enough on the TV, it read, 'Jurassic World, chaos and closure'. Claire walked through the hall holding both coffees. I got up from the couch and reached an arm out grabbing a coffee. I placed it carefully on the glass centre table in the middle of the room. I guided her to sit down on the couch and she gently fell into the cushion. "After a very chaotic day and night, Jurassic World the theme park has now been shut down, permanently. Due to a containment error dinosaurs were. . ." The TV switched off. I saw Claire holding the remote.
"Why did you turn it off?" I asked holding Claire's hand.
"I can't watch that. All of that was my fault"
"Claire? Claire look at me" she turned her head to face me. "You didn't kill all those people, the dinosaurs did. You didn't create the dinosaur, Henry did. You didn't let it loose, I did. You have nothing to feel guilty about. You didn't do anything." I pulled her close to me and . . .

~ Claire's POV ~
. . . His soft lips and my dry lips met. I couldn't feel anything. I was numb all over. He pulled me closer. Then pulled away. "Claire? Listen to me, you need to stop worrying about what happened at that park. You have me here now. And you're home. Nothing can happen while you're home here. Ok?" I nodded my head in agreement. He kissed me one more time. It was short but sweet.
We walked up the stairs. Owen was leading me. "Let's just rest for the rest of the afternoon, then I am taking you on a second date, ok?" I laughed and nodded whilst Owen walked me up the stairs. I pushed open the door leading into my room.
I hid behind my cupboard door and got undressed. The only pyjamas I owned were shorts and a laced nighty. The only thing that was clean, was neither of them. I wasn't going to sleep in just my bra and underwear. But I guess I had to...