𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙆𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀 - 𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙮

The Nursery

Emma sighed as she wandered down the long hallway of the hatchery, following a few paces back behind Owen. He had forced her to come to the lab after she had finished her packing, to show her his newborn raptors. Had she wanted to venture out here? No. But she was forced against her will to stay to please Owen. "This is where the fun begins." Owen said in a sultry voice over his shoulder as he leaned down towards the pin pad near the door and typed in a special code. With a large beep the door opened, swinging slowly for Owen and Emma to pass through.

"Oooh. Fancy." Emma awed as Owen motioned for her to go first. "When do I get one of those?" She paused in the middle of the door way until Owen wrapped his arm around her waist. "As soon as you're classified." Owen replied. He guided Emma through the egg incubators, large white machines with large orange heated bulbs, warming the eggs with baby dinosaurs developing inside. "When is that?" She questioned, running her fingers along the smooth surface of the white incubator. Owen abruptly stopped, placing his hands on his hips. "When you need a new tyrannosaur." He sighed out, pinching the bridge of his nose. All the questions she asked began to annoy him, he felt a pain in his chest as he thought about Charlie, Echo, and Delta, how they didn't know better than to betray him.

Owen lead her into a room with four large containers that almost looked like it could be a jail cell with a large glass window where the bars of the cell would go. Holes at the top of the glass let the airflow from the room they stood in, to the cell. Inside the glass cell small, high pitched chirps emitted from the baby raptors. "Oh wow." Emma breathed, stepping forward towards the glass and sitting down in front of it. She watched as the raptor with a red stripe tackle the one with the blue speckles, forcing it to the ground and stepping on it before letting out a tiny squeaking sound.

"They're cute. What're their names?" Emma wondered, entranced by the small dinosaurs as they played. "Well," Owen hunkered down beside Emma, groaning in the process as he placed his arms behind him. "The one resting in the corner," He pointed towards the grey one curled up in a ball on the ground, soundly sleeping. "That's Dusty. She's rather mellow with the whole group. And the one with yellow stripes," He pointed to the little raptor to the left getting ready to pounce on the other two. "That's Chrome. She's a bit of a rebel rouser but still calm, like Dusty. That little guy being pinned," He pointed to the blue speckled raptor who had begun nipping at the red ones feet. "That's Blaze, she is second in command in the pack right now." His finger pointed to the raptor on top of Blaze. "The little red one, right there, that's Ella. She's the packs alpha for now." Emma glanced over her shoulder at Owen with a small smirk. "For now?" Owen smiled and shook his head before gazing at his new raptor pack. "I have to get in and imprint on them to become their alpha."

"You also named the alpha after our daughter?"

"I didn't know the name was finalized." Owen smirked before lifting himself up off of the ground. Emma rolled her eyes playfully looking up at Owen and taking his hand to help her up. "It's not but, I really like that name." Owen lightly chuckled before reaching into a side cooler and grabbing a slab of steak. "Delicious." Emma stated, as Owen jiggled the piece of meat before opening the door to stand inside with the raptors. "Hey guys." He chirped as he leaned down, holding out the raw steak for them.

Ella hopped onto the large slab, taking a large chunk of flesh and eating it furiously. Dusty noticed Owen had appeared and slowly yawned, she lazily raised herself up pacing over to Owen, unbalanced, sleepily. She laid her head on Owen's knee before falling asleep once again. It looks like Dusty had already accepted him into the pack, the only one that was going to crack would be Ella. Owen carefully tried to peel off a piece of meat for Dusty, earning a couple nips from Ella.

He retracted his hand, shaking it wildly as the pain from the nips settled. He looked down to see that the nips had drawn blood, he could've sworn he saw Ella smirk. Owen set the piece of meat down next to Dusty, there was a wet smack that sent chills up Emma's back from the outside of the cell. Dusty slowly leaned down, dipping her head to sniff at the chunk before eagerly taking it and shaking it from side to side then swallowed it whole.