(Y/n) Grady is the daughter of Owen Grady and was raised alongside the Raptors andT-Rex, sharing a special bond with them.
One day Claire asks you and Owen to come and inspect the new indominous Rex enclosure and shit hits the fan from there.
You...
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*your outfit (without the bag) - unless you wanna change it*
I stood by my dad, holding my hand up at the Raptors while he clicked his button, earning their attention.
"Okay. Eyes on me" he said, clicking his button.
"Blue. Blue!" I said, gaining her attention.
"Watch it" I pointed at her while my dad clicked his button.
"Charlie, hey, don't give me that shit" he snapped.
"Delta! Lock it up" I said, pointing at her.
"Goood" my father said. "Annnd, we're moving" he said, moving around to the bucket, me following with my hand up. "Hooold"
"Hey that's good, that is damn good" I said, my dad clicking his button again.
"See Charlie, that's what you get" I said, throwing a rat to her.
"Echo here you go" dad said, throwing her food into her mouth.
"Delta" I said, throwing another rat.
"Blue" she growled, looking at the rat.
"This ones for you" dad said, throwing the food at her.
"Hooold" I said, still holding my hand in place.
"Eyes up" I lifted my hand.
"Go" I said, dropping my arm and letting the Raptors run. Barry came towards us laughing and clapping. I hugged him and smiled back.
"Hello (Y/n)" he said.
"Hey Barry" I smiled. He then hi fived my dad and bro hugged him.
"You two finally did it man" Barry said happily.
"Owen, (Y/n)" Hoskins said, coming towards us.
"Great not this prick" I thought, holding my tongue.
"I was staring to think I hired the wrong guys but damn you got them eating out of your palm" he said happily.
"You came on a good day, it's not usually a happy ending" dad said truthfully. He wasn't kidding just last month our new guy fell into the enclosure, let's just say the Raptors had an amazing feast.
"That why you two aren't sending in you reports" he said seriously.
"We've been busy" I informed bitterly.
"Too busy to cash your pay check?" He said.
"What dya need buddy?" dad said, clearly getting annoyed with Hoskins.
"A field test" I snorted while dad and I started walking away.
"Hey. I've just seen that they can respond on command, we need to take the research and get it on its feet" he said, trying to convince us.
