Bad Idea

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"Ian... You're gonna want to see this." I say.

"What is it Sarah? Something about Global Warming again? Chaos Theory. Nobody thinks about Chaos Theory." He calls out from the kitchen, where he's drying dishes. Still wiping down a bowl, he comes in. Seeing what's on the T.V. he drops the bowl. Thankfully it's carpet.

"They're making a new park." I half-whisper.

"I've said this before, but this is- is a bad idea in a long sad history of bad ideas. Do they not remember the old park?! Or or or site B?! Uhhhh people died!" He stutters, pacing and waving his arms.

"What are we going to tell Kelly?" I ask him.

"Kel- Kelly? Why do we have to tell her? She's in the Olympics. This is just unnecessary stress." He turns to look at me, before sitting down in a chair.

"Ian. What if she finds out by herself? She finds out, then she calls us, we know, then she's mad and scared! And what about your other 2 kids? Shouldn't you tell them?" I remind him.

"Okay uh uh we'll tell her. But the other ones don't have a a thing for the dinosaurs. If they see the ad, then... Fine." He decides. Sighing, I walk over to him and crouch in front of him.

"Ian." I say, taking his head out of his hands.

"What." He opens his eyes.

"We have to stop this park. You said it many times, this is a bad idea." I tell him.

"And how do you plan on that? We aren't as young as we used to be." He rubs his face.

"I know you don't want to do this, but-" I try to tell him before he cuts me off and stands up slowly, I stand up with him.

"Sarah no-" I interrupt him this time.

"We have to go to Isla Nublar." I finish.

"No! That island holds uh uh only death! It's part of THE FIVE DEATHS! There is no NO way either of us are going to that island!" He starts the pacing and hand waving again.

"We have to! If this Masrani doesn't know about the original, he won't stop!" I turn him to me.

"Sarah. They're making a park full of dinosaurs. Someone informing them about common sense isn't going to do anything. They've lost theirs already." He puts him hands on my shoulders.

"There was that man... Dr. Alan Grant! I'm sure he would go..." I mumble, looking around for my address book.

"No. Sarah. Not Grant. Not you. Not anybody!" He follows me.

"Or Ellie! Ellie Ellie... Sattler! She would help! I will contact Hammond's successor. That's... Masrani? Okay, well I will call him. Ah there's his number. Okay. Ian get me the phone." I get the laptop out.

"No. You can't call Masrani, you can't take Ellie, you you you can't go!" He almost trips over the bowl, the picks it up and puts it on the counter.

"I'll get the phone then." I dial the number and wait.

"Sarah... Put it down." I shush him.

"Hi this is Sarah Harding. Yes can I speak to Mr. Masrani please? Yes I will hold. Okay. Hello? Mr. Masrani? Yes I'm Sarah Harding. I'm a paleontologist, I was part of the San Francisco incident in '97. Yes. Oh no I'm fine. Just had a couple scrapes and bruises. I would like to come to Nublar, and look at your park. Thank you! Uh huh. Okay. Tomorrow at noon? I will be there. Okay. Have a good day Mr. Mas- oh Simon. Well have a god day! Thanks. Bye." I hang up the phone and smile at Ian. He's leaning up against the wall glaring at me.

"Call him back." He points at the phone.

"Ian." I look at him.

"And tell him to add another person." He sighs and crosses his arms.

"Yay! Okay one second. Hi, it's Sarah Harding again. Oh I don't need to speak to Mr. Masrani again. No I just need you to add another person to the flight. Thanks! Bye." I jump up and hug Ian.

"I can't believe I'm going back to that horrible island." He shakes his head then walks off to pack.

"I'll be outside for a minute!" I yell. Quickly I grab the address book and the phone.

"Okay!" He replies. Running outside, I open the book and find Grants name. He and I had talked for a while at a paleontology speech.

"Hello, Dr. Grant? It's me, Sarah. Yes I need to tell you something, and can you pass it on to Ellie Sattler? Thanks. A man named Simon Masrani is building another park. I'm serious. Look him up, tell Ellie, and come to Isla Nublar. Okay, bye." I sigh and walk back inside. Ian is there and he doesn't look happy.

"Who were you talking to?" He asks.

"My friend. Letting her know that we can't go out for drinks tomorrow." I fib.

"Okay. It's getting late. Want to order Chinese?" He takes the phone.

"Yeah, I'll have my usual." I nod and walk into the bedroom. Ian is packed and his suitcase is by the door. After I'm packed, I walk back into the kitchen, where Ian is getting plates and chopsticks out.

"Packed? Passport?" He asks, handing me the plate. After we pile on teriyaki chicken, yakisoba, and rice, we walk into the living room and turn on the T.V. It's The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Sitting and laughing calms us down a bit from the crazy day. We each email our bosses to let then know we won't be going into work next week.

"Big day tomorrow. I'll go take care of the dishes, you go to bed." I get our dishes and walk into the kitchen. Ian goes into our room and I hear him brushing his teeth in the bathroom. It dawns on me that if we don't come back, this might be our last night in this house. I decide not to think about it. The dishes are done, and we are almost ready for tomorrow.

"Good night..." Ian gets in bed and rolls over.

"Night." I reply, neither of us wanting to talk. This isn't going to be a fun weekend.

We get up and have some cereal. I'm going on about the things we have to do, and Ian is reminding me every few minutes to 'not get excited we are going to Death Island.' It's going to be stressful, dangerous, and hopefully not too running. Ian and I are getting too old for the running.

Ugh. What am I writing?! I know nothing can happen on their trip to the island, because the park kept on! Maybe nothing will happen, but they will still get to see the action unfold when the park opens... The reason I started it in 2008 is because Gray said in the movie they had like 7 dinos and now they have like 14... and Claire said they add a new one every year. 7 years ago... Get it? I'm probably like way way way off and you guys are yelling at me but just tell me and I will fix it! Also thanks to Chaospossum  and imapygmypuff  for getting me to post it!

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