Brave {[Owen Grady/Chris Pratt/Jurassic World Fanfiction]}

Brave - Chapter XII

Brave

Chapter XII

"Oh, no! No!" Claire cried, crouched down on the muddy ground as she held Zach's smashed phone.

Owen looked at the surroundings. A gyro was busted to pieces. A dead Ankylosaurus lying on the ground. Deep frowned etched his face. He saw two foot prints on the ground. One pair's a tad bit bigger than the other. Those were the boys, alright. But what he couldn't figure out was why were there tire tracks. It looked like it was following the boys.

"They got out" he said.

"What?" Claire sniffed.

"They got away, look!" he pointed to their prints, which were just right in front of her. How could she not see those, he thought.

"Oh, thank God!" Claire breathed.

"Come on!" He helped her up and went back their vehicle.

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"Where do you think they go?" Claire asked, looking down the waterfalls.

It was approximately fifteen feet high. Marks from the boys' shoes was at the edge of the cliff and he knew that they jumped. Worst thing could have happened was the inevitable, and that, he didn't want to tell Claire. Weird thing was, the tire track went further in the forest.

"They jumped" he said. Probably, he thought.

"Okay, you take the jeep and go back to the Control Room. I'm following them" Owen said.

"I'm coming with you" she declared.

"What? You're not... physically prepared to do this. You just go back there" he said looking her up and down.

She began unbuttoning her blouse, tied it on her waste and rolled up her sleeves. "I'm ready!"

"What was that supposed to mean?" he asked her.

"It means that I'm ready to go with you" she held her chin up, looking at him straight in the eye.

"Fine, but you'd have to listen to whatever I say" he said while checking his weapon.

"Fine!" she said and started walking towards the wrong direction.

He grabbed her arm and pull her, "Where are you going?"

She just stared at him. "It's this way!"

"Will we be safe?" she asked.

"It's just like taking a walk" he said, and she walked ahead. "Sixty five million years ago" he said, not letting Claire hear what he had to say.

Still, Owen couldn't take out from his mind whose tires were those, following Claire's nephews. He hoped that the person was out there to help the kids.

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"Why are we taking this route again?" Zach questioned

Sam continued to drive, never averting her eyes from the road, looking out for danger. "Because this was the path I took earlier. I'm not used driving around here. And it was crowded earlier in the gyros."

"Don't you think that people have cleared out already?" Gray asked.

"You see, kids, it's human nature not to care about anything not unless danger is already present."

"So, you mean people are not yet aware that 'whatever it's called' dinosaur is on the lose?" it was Zach again.

"I think so. Management would not disclose that info to their guest or else everyone will panic. You get what I mean?"