- N O T T H E B R I G H T E S T K I D N A P P E R S -
Emma rocked her head back against the concrete wall of her little prison cell as she listened to the bickering between Colton and Miles. Combined with the rotting smell of decaying leaves and the humidity in the air it was enough to drive Emma's patience up the wall. Her head throbbed with pain from irritation while she glared at the two men who had proceeded to poke each other in the chest as the fiddled with the camera.
"Are they always like this?" Emma uttered out in a monotone voice to Vivian who was leaning up against the cell bars with her arms crossed. Vivian lightly rolled her eyes, letting out a sigh as she also continued watching them. "Almost always." Vivian hummed out as she scanned her fingernails for any flaws. She didn't want to be here but, Colton insisted that she came saying it may calm Emma seeing a familiar face.
She didn't understand why though, Emma and her had hated each other back at Jurassic World. Vivian had purposely tried to seduce Owen every moment she got. Lucky for Emma, Owen was strong and usually denied her even though she could tell he didn't want to. In a way Vivian was also jealous of Emma, she had a stable job, a normal family, a handsome boyfriend, and a baby on the way. It was everything Vivian wanted but, couldn't have and it made her blood broil every time she was the over privileged brat.
Vivian bit her thumb nail agitatedly, pretending to avoid Emma's curious stare, and to tune in on her bosses conversation. Colton had snatched a raggedy piece of cloth from Miles large hand and had started shaking it violently towards him. "Why do we need a blindfold?" Colton hissed out at Miles, who was clearly grinding his teeth. "So she doesn't know where we are." Miles replied through gritted teeth. Colton threw the piece of cloth at Miles' chest, balling his fist at his sides in anger.
"You idiot, she already know where we are and who we fuckin' are!" Colton shouted at the taller man who had his arms crossed across his chest with a deadly gleam in his eyes. "Who's brilliant idea was that? Who's to say she's not going to blurt out where she is while we record?" Miles retorted, picking up the small piece of cloth that had fallen on the floor. Colton mumbled to himself as he fidgeted with something behind his back, grunting while doing so.
"Aha." He whispered out as he pulled the hand gun from the back of his pants, jiggling it in front of Miles' face. "This will keep her quiet." Colton said in a deadly tone before turning around towards her, with the gun pointed at her head. "Isn't that right, sugar bear?" Colton's lips turned into a deadly grin as Emma winced as she caught sight of the gun, shaking rapidly. "B-be careful where you point that thing." Emma stuttered out, guarding her face from Colton and Miles.
Colton rolled his eyes as he placed the gun back in the back of his pants. "Cocky little shit." He whispered out before turning to Miles once again, who had a cheeky smile on his face. "She's a bit daring. Are you sure she's not going to blurt anything out?" Miles purred out while staring at the pregnant woman in the cell who cautiously looked between him and Colton with worried yet guarded eyes.
Miles accepted this stare off as a challenge and sauntered towards the cell with a coy smile playing on his lips. "Miles." Colton warned as he eyed his subordinate crouch down to eye level with Emma through the cell bars. Emma pressed her knees up against her belly trying to shield herself from his alluring gaze. "Hey sweetie, come here. It looks like you could use some water." He chided, pulling out a water bottle from his pack and sticking it through the bars of her cell.
Emma gazed at it hesitantly, studying the odd gesture coming from the man who wanted to injure her the most. It also had Colton confused as well. What was his play? "Go on now, it's not poisoned. Look." Miles took a large swig from the purple bottle, sloshing it around in his mouth first before swallowing it and gazing into Emma's eyes. "You have beautiful eyes. Come here, pretty eyes. I want to help you by giving you water." Miles cooed out, sticking the bottle through the bars again.
Emma noticed how closely Colton was watching Miles, she knew he could snap at any moment but, she was dehydrated and hungry. They hadn't fed her since they brought her to Isla Sorna and she didn't know how much longer her child could take it. Should could at least give her daughter some water. Slowly and cautiously Emma leaned up from against the wall, eyeing the bottle again with untrusting eyes. Miles noticed and shrugged his shoulders with a small nod and placed the water bottle down on the cell ground, retracting his hands and clasping them together. "No strings attached." He said, staring into her eyes once again.
Every ounce of Emma's conscience told her that this man screamed and reeked of danger but, she was in no position to pass up the water. Emma scooted towards the bottle hesitantly, listening to Miles cruel, and low chuckle as he watched her. She had finally made it to the water bottle, but before taking it within her grasp looked begrudgingly towards Miles once again. "It's all yours. Have at it." Miles reassured in a calming voice as Emma took the cold water bottle into her hands.
Emma toggled it around at first, full to the brim except for that one sip Miles took. Relieved that she had more than what she thought she had, she eagerly began swallowing large mouthfuls, ignoring the constant, low and dark, chuckle from Miles. "Miss Grant," Miles called, earning her attention. "I know we're not on good terms but, I need you to do me a favor." Emma perked up an eyebrow in question. Why was her kidnapper asking her for a favor?
"How can I help you, Miles?" Emma asked in a shaky voice, noticeably guarded. Miles gazed at her for a few moments before responding to her question. "Miss Grant, from what I understand Colton gave you the run down of what's going on here. Now we're going to contact Jurassic World in a few minutes. Asking for Mr. Grady and offering you as a ransom. What we need you to do is to remain quiet during this transmission and we won't hurt you." Miles informed her with a straight face, the first that she had ever seen him without a small smirk or without a trace of cockiness.
This straight face made him look even more dangerous than what he already was. "You're asking for Owen and Rexie, correct?" Emma questioned, taking a small sip of water. "Along with a few other things. Other than that you're correct-"
"So what makes you think he'll come?" Emma questioned taking Miles off guard. "Owen knows better than to negotiate with people like you. Even when my life is on the line. Not only is he a raptor trainer, he was in the navy. He knows not to negotiate with low life's such as yourselves. Besides Owen and I have grown apart, it's not like he'd care. You guys aren't the brightest kidnappers" Emma huffed out, an ever growing scowl growing on her face, she panted a bit before taking a sip of water.
Miles shook his head in annoyance. "You are so wrong. You don't see what he sees in you. But you wouldn't know because you're to self absorbed and consumed in your work to even give him the time of day-" Miles was cut off by the suddenness of water being spewed over his face by a crabby Emma. Instinctively Miles reached within the cell and grabbed Emma by her neck, squeezing it impulsively as she tried to smack his hands away. She could feel her throat collapsing as she struggled to break free. Her eyes began to hurt and she could feel herself start to get lightheaded.
"Miles!" Colton shouted, rushing over towards his arm, as Vivian rushed to the other. "Miles let her go!" Vivian shouted, ripping on his arm, trying to drag him back. "Listen here, you little bitch!" Miles shouted angrily at Emma who's face had begun to turn a violent shade of red. "I'm going to kill you, even if it's the last thing I do, and I'm going to enjoy every moment of it." He threatened, watching her eyes water and seeing the temporal veins pop out.
Emma could feel Ella begin to kick, he wasn't just suffocating her but Ella as well and it felt like she wasn't going to go without a fight. "Dammit Miles, let go!" Colton shouted pulling him back as Miles finally released Emma from his grip. Emma gasped for air, falling to the ground as she clasped her own hands around her neck trying to coax herself to take soothing, deep breaths, instead of sporadic ones.
Large, purple welts had already begun appearing on her throat where he had his hands clenched around it. Tears were pouring out of her eyes. "Take him the hell out of here!" Colton instructed Vivian, taking Miles' pack and patting him down for any concealed weapons. None. He rolled Miles over on his back and socked him across the cheek as hard as he could, forcing Miles' head to hit the concrete floor simultaneously.
Colton quickly handed Vivian a knife while Miles groaned in agony on the ground from Colton's punch, he was careful enough for Miles not to see him give it to her. He didn't want Miles overpowering her and killing her with it then coming back for revenge on him and Emma. He was crazy enough to do that. "Get him the hell out of here. Take a walk Miles!" Colton demanded, hoisting Miles up and towards Vivian. Vivian slung one of Miles' arms over her shoulder and helped him down the hallway, cursing at him as she exited.
Colton glared down at Emma who was slowly recovering from the incident, counting to ten to try to calm herself. "You've got a death wish. Are you fucking insane, Grant?" Colton questioned crouching down to look at her neck. Purple welts covered her throat, no amount of makeup could cover it up. It could be used as incentive to get Grady over here faster.
"You've got a lot of nerve, getting him all worked up like that. Now I have to have someone watch you constantly. He's batshit crazy, ya know." Colton cursed at her while rubbing his forehead with the back of his hand. She was giving him quite the headache. Emma couldn't help but, silently cry. Her throat burned, to breathe was even more painful. It felt like her throat was constricting itself. "I..." She started, her voice barely working, cracking in the process. This caught Colton's attention, he gazed at her as she rubbed the sore looking welts on her throat.
She took deep breaths, closing her eyes as she tried to coax herself into being calm. "I..." She started saying again in a softer voice, still cracking. "I want...to go home." She breathed out, opening her eyes and giving a deadly look towards Colton. Colton chuckled softly at this sudden act of toughness, the way she held herself up so confidently, the way she looked at him like he was beneath her filled him with rage. He scratched his chin while giving her a cold glare.
- W E H A V E T O G O B A C K -
Hunter gasped at the suddenness as he was slammed in a cool, metal chair in the detainment quarters of the visitors center by Owen. Never had Hunter felt so much fear in his life than when he dared to look Owen straight in the eyes. The raptor trainer heatedly took his place on the other side of the table with a permanent scowl placed across his face as he glared in coldness at Hunter. Hunter wanted to wince at this prudent glare that was being thrown at him, of course he felt bad but, it wasn't like he wasn't going to give them all the information they needed and more. He was done with InGen.
As for Owen, well, he had never felt the pain of betrayal like this in his whole life. His pregnant girlfriend was on the line and so was his first born, and Hunter knew about it this whole time. He wasn't going to go easy on anyone who threatened to harm his family in any way. The door clicked behind the two, Owen never fazed from glaring at Hunter as Claire entered the room, her heels clicking on the rough, concrete ground. "Hunter, I knew we shouldn't've trusted you in the beginning, you son of a bitch." Claire said hotly from behind Owen, with her arms crossed. 'Son of a bitch' that seemed to be her go to phrase in high-stress situations like these. Claire felt a wave of disappointment in herself as she looked upon Hunter, even with him looking at her with pleading eyes. She shouldn't've hired him in, this mess was all on her hands.
"All right, Hunter-" Claire started to say letting her guard down to move towards the traitor before being startled by Owen's hands slamming down on the table. "Why!" Was the first thing he shouted towards Hunter. Owen didn't mean to but, he felt as if he had bonded a little with him and Felix during their "excursion". It was only right to get an explanation. "Why, what?" Hunter asked confused and almost bored. "Quit looking at me like I'm thick headed. I want to know why you and the people you work for would do this." Owen spat out, pointing towards the table and accentuating his anger in every word. Hunter pursed his lips as he thought of a reasonable explanation that wouldn't get his head blown off by Owen.
"My boss wanted her as leverage. He wants you to help out InGen-" Hunter began explaining until he heard the distinct, dry, laughter coming from Owen. "Why would I ever help InGen? Especially now that they've kidnapped, Em. How exactly did they plan on getting on my good side by doing that?"
Hunter bit his lip for a moment. "They don't have to have your good side. They just had to have you. You're the only person who's been known to train raptors-"
"Raptors?" Claire cut in, narrowing her eyes at him. Hunter nodded his head in reassurance up at her. "What's InGen doing with raptors?" She questioned, taking a seat next to him at the table with her hands folded across each other. Her eyes never leaving his. "See that's what I'm trying to get to. InGen is trying to weaponize dinosaurs, use them for the front lines." Hunter huffed out almost in irritation. "We're aware." Owen said, crossing his arms. "Hoskins, was the first to bring this up to us."
"Yeah, well, Hoskins only wanted to use raptors and possibly a smaller version of the Indominous. What InGen wants is more. They want a whole army of carnivores."
"A whole army?" Claire questioned.
"Yes, I believe I said that. They were able to create some dinosaurs but, not very many. They evacuated the lab quickly when they were here and now they're settled on Isla Sorna."
Owen perked up his eyebrow at this subtle information. "Where the second park was?"
"Correct. After InGen fled the first time on that island they left behind all of those animals. They've rounded up quite a few, raptors being one of them, and a spinosaurus. From what Miles also told me they've cooked up something else as well." Hunter retorted in a deadly tone. Owen was too prepared for this as he crossed his arms.
"They call it the Diabolus Rex. It's exactly like the Indominous Rex except smaller."
"How much smaller?"
Hunter paused for a moment as he tried to think of an accurate way to explain it. "Not as big as a tyrannosaurus but, bigger than a raptor."
Owen grimaced at the floor, his jaw clenching and unclenching as he took in the information once again. "A smaller version of the Indominous...those sons of bitches... I still don't understand why I'm involved and why they took Emma." He threw his hands to his side in defeat. "Well the raptors they've got are wild. They sent Vivian here to learn how to train raptors in hopes that she'd be able to train their raptors but, she says her training hasn't gone well with them-"
"Yeah she sucks at it." Owen briefly noted.
"And they want you to come and train them." Hunter finished with a small huff of frustration. "But I'm not good with my new pick either. It's not just Vivian's fault. I've also never trained wild or adult raptors." Owen exasperated, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously. Hunter furrowed his brows towards Owen, he knew that he was worried about Emma but, he didn't have to show weakness. "Whether if you've never trained a wild raptor or not they still kidnapped Emma to get leverage on you."
"Well, they've got it thanks to you." Owen hissed, turning his back towards Hunter. "Wait." Hunter pleaded towards Owen's turned back. "There's still more. It doesn't just pertain to you it pertains to everyone on this island." Claire perked an eyebrow of interest at this suggestion. She was responsible for everyone at the park, she was going to let Hunter finish. "Go on." Claire urged, staring directly into Hunter's eyes with a suspicious gleam. "InGen doesn't have a tyrannosaur nor do they have the DNA for a tyrannosaur. They're planning on coming here and taking charge of the island. Diplomatically at first but, if you choose not to comply by brute force. And by brute force I mean, a raptor pack, spinosaurus, and diabolus rex will be running rampant through the island." Hunter explained, looking at Owen's turned back with hurt-felt eyes.
Hunter's warning ensued panic on Claire's already fast beating heart. A blood bath on Isla Sorna? Not again. "When will this be?" Claire questioned immediately after she collected her thoughts. "I'm not sure, they're going to contact Owen some time tonight. We can find out then." Hunter assured Claire with a soothing voice. He tugged at the cool, metal of his handcuffs, reminding him that he was in Jurassic World's custody. He had to think of a way to persuade Claire to let him go so he can help out Owen, it was the least he could do. "Listen," Hunter beckoned with Claire. "I can help you guys. You don't know what you're up against but, I do. Please, let me go and let me help you."
Owen quickly turned on his heel to glare at Hunter and then to Claire who seemed to be giving Hunter a soft look. "Claire," Owen said sharply, pointing an index finger at her. "No. He can't be trusted. Obviously." Hunter veraciously glared up at Owen as he jumped in the chair, making a commotion. "I'm trying to help you. And whether you like it or not you desperately need it. Besides I have an idea." He hissed out utterly taken back with the tone Owen and Claire had started to take with him. Owen crossed his arms and leaned back with an even bigger scowl on his face. "What?" He growled towards Hunter. "We have to go back-"
"To the nest. And I'm the only one who knows how to get there."
- H E L D H O S T A G E -
Darkness. That was what Emma could remember as she woke up, her breathing becoming scattered and out of place. A sharp pain in her womb ached, instinct brought her hands to her stomach to try to relieve the pain. She groaned as she sat up in the squeaky make shift cot, forcing her eyes open to see nothing but, dark cell bars lining the sides.
"Wh-what?" Emma murmured out, raising up and walking over to the cell bars and clenching her hands around the cool metal. "Hello?" She called out, looking at the several other cells and examining them. They didn't look too much like cells but, they looked like cages meant for animals, which meant Emma's was just a makeshift cell. "What the hell is going on?"
An aching pain came from the back of her head, causing her to reach back to attempt to numb it. The feel of gauze took her by surprise, someone had bandaged up her wound, they obviously didn't want her dying. Yet. Why bring her to this place? This dark and brooding abode didn't deem fit for any pregnant woman and she highly doubted that Jurassic World had sent her here.
If only she could remember what had happened. Emma fell to the ground, hoping it would sooth her warm hands with the cool concrete floor. "Well, good mornin' beautiful." A southern accent taunted from down the hallway.
Sloshes from thick boots were heard as the man trekked down the hallway towards Emma's cell. She glared at the man with a scar across his nose who smirked at her outside of the cell. He lowly chuckled as he squatted down to the ground so he could be eye level with her, it made Emma's skin crawl. "Where am I?" Emma asked, her voice cracking in the process.
She desperately wanted to sound dangerous yet, it failed as tears of frustration flooded to her eyes. The man chuckled once again, sitting down on the floor outside of the cell looking in at her with a deadly gleam in his eye. "Who are you?" Emma inquired with a scowl on her face.
She sat up on her knees, continuing to glare at the man who sat cross legged outside of the cell. "Name's Colton Cavill." He answered, pulling out a handgun and placing it on one of his knees. Emma looked at the gun worriedly. Was he going to kill her? She skittered backwards towards her cot when she caught sight of the deadly weapon. Colton snickered darkly at the pregnant woman as she coward back against the wall.
"Easy fertile myrtle." He coaxed, putting the gun down and beside him, raising up his hands. "It's not for you. Now I have a proposition for ya." Colton mischievously smiled, a deadly gleam in his eyes as he picked up the handgun once again. "You don't scream, you don't fight, you don't resist, you don't anything, and I won't have to use this." He flicked his wrist, waggling the gun in the air.
Emma bit down on her lip, fear surged throughout her body. She didn't fear for her life, she feared for her babies life. Every ounce of her wanted to resist this command, a scowl formed on her face but, she had to. Emma slowly nodded her head once in agreement, slowly standing to her two feet trying her best to hide her shaking.
"C-can you tell me where we are?" Emma stuttered out as she approached the bars of the cage, poking her fingers through the holes while staring wide eyed at Colton. Colton blatantly ignored her question, shuffling towards the lock of the cage. Why was she asking asinine questions at this time? Slowly he pried open the door, shotgun aimed at her head as she stood in the entrance of the doorway.
Instinctively Emma raised her hands over her head, tears flooding to her eyes. He was going to take her outback and shoot her, she knew it, something in her gut just told her that he was going to kill her. Emma couldn't see the area in front of her as the tears blurred her vision, her nose started dribbling out snot as she thought of her impending death, she opened her mouth to breathe, lip quivering.
"M-my name is Emmeline Grace Grant. I'm 27 years old. I-I'm from Missoula, M-Montana. I was born November 19th 1989. My mom is Lucy Anne Smith, she's a-a real estate agent. My dad is A-Alan Grant, he's a paleontologist. A-a-and my st-stepdad is Bruce Smith, he's a middle school principal. I-I have a boyf-friend named Owen and I'm pregnant with our first child, E-Ella. Now I-I don't know what you want but...pl-lease I'm 27, I'm p-pregnant, I haven't done anything with my life yet. You have to let me live. I am someone's child, I am someone's mother. P-please don't shoot." Emma stammered out in a bleating manner, griping and begging for her life.
Colton perked an intrigued eyebrow up at this notion, he really wasn't going to shoot her, his leverage for Grady would be gone but, somehow she thought he was going to end her. Colton pulled out the handcuffs from his back pocket, clasping them onto her wrist. He watched the tears pour out of her eyes and down her cheeks, listening to her gasp but, try to soothe herself at the same time. "What the hell are you going on about? I told you, I'm not going to shoot you." He griped, holding onto the middle of her handcuffs tightly, pulling her out of the cage.
Emma obliged the brute force as he tugged her down the hallway, trying to avoid looking in all the cages that surrounded them. "I-I read that if you told someone about yourself, they're um, less likely to shoot you." Emma stated, looking towards the ground. "Too bad that's why I didn't shoot you." He took her through what appeared to be an old hatchery, nothing but broken eggshells and glass lined the floor. There were test tubes of small, mutated, and dead dinosaurs held within them. Emma could only assume they were in the old park, not far off from where Jurassic World was. They'd find her in no time.
She forced herself to think happy thoughts as he forced her in the passenger seat of the truck and drove off into the woods. Emma stayed silent the whole trip, thinking of the endless possibilities on how to escape. She could jump out now but risk injuring her baby and getting lost in the jungle, she could hit Colton now push him out of the truck and return to Jurassic World but, her hands were cuffed and she couldn't possibly knock out someone in one hit. She huffed out a sigh as she stared out of the window at the jungle greenery which soon became a campsite filled with lights and workers.
"We're home, Lucy." Colton tipped as he hopped out of the truck. Emma saw him run to her side, she could quickly kick him in the chest and attempt running away. She had the leverage now. He was nearing the door, Emma took three deep breaths. One. He was at the door. Two. He was fiddling with the handle. Three. He had opened the door now, Emma swiftly turned both of her feet towards him, knocking him on his back and the wind right out of his lungs. "Hey!" She heard a worker as she dashed out of the truck door. If she could just get in the tree line she was good.
Emma rounded the truck, bumping into someone who held her cuffed wrists up by her face. Glaring at the man, she recognized him to be Miles, searing memories of him flooded into her head. This was the man who had abducted her in the park. "Well now, Ducky, that's not a good way to make a first impression here." Miles smiled cockily as he turned her around to walk towards Colton.
Colton sputtered as he got up, breathing heavily while rubbing the center of his chest. "Are you ok?" Miles asked from behind Emma as she glared at Colton. He glared back at her, wanting to hit ball up his fist and hit her square in the face until she was bloodied up. But, he resisted the urge, she was carrying, and he would feel wrong.
"Take her to the damn tent." Colton instructed as he headed there himself a few paces in front of them. "You're a little feisty, getting the boss all worked up like that." Miles crooned into Emma's ear making the hair on the back of her neck to stand on end. She didn't like how close he was to her and how deadly his tone sounded. As they entered the tent, Emma noticed a familiar face leaned up against the desk, chatting with Colton for a brief moment. She recognized her to be Vivian, the girl who had helped Miles abduct her and had injured her. She couldn't help but glare at the traitor.
Miles forced Emma to sit in the metal chair in front of Colton's desk, re-cuffing her hands behind her back and behind the chair. She heard Vivian chuckle a bit and wanted lash out at her. "McNally. Gallagher. Out." Colton demanded pointing towards the entrance of the tent. Miles held up his hands in defeat, sauntering his way out of the tent with no protest.
Vivian on the other hand rolled her eyes and scoffed before trying to leave. "Vivian." Emma hissed out as she stared into the menacing green eyes of her boyfriends partner. She had always had a bad feeling in her stomach about Vivian but, she didn't think she'd take it this far. "I thought you were on our side." Emma fired at Vivian, only to receive a cocky smirk from the raptor trainer. "You thought wrong." Vivian dismissed while sashaying her way out of the tent.
Emma's face turned red with anger, she felt the need to cry but tried her best to keep the tears in. For some reason she had a suspicious feeling that she was going to die here and no one was going to know about it. "What do you want from me?" Emma snapped at Colton, a little tears slipping from her eye as she turned to face the man in charge. Colton laughed at this little act of toughness, leaning back against his desk with his arms crossed. "Is mama bear getting upset?"
"Answer me dammit!" Emma shouted, glaring up at Colton with a ferocity in her eyes. Colton cocked the handgun and aimed it at Emma's forehead. He didn't like how brave she was getting all of a sudden, he had read up on her in her file. He knew she was a smart cookie. However he figured she would've flinched as he put the gun against her forehead but, she didn't back down. She was shaking obviously but, she stood her ground, continuously glaring at him. "You're not going to do it-" Emma guessed but a hot and stingy sensation on her left distracted her.
She wanted to cry at the pain that Colton had caused her, she only saw him drop the gun back on the desk after he hit her with the butt of it, however she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of her being in pain. Of course she heavily gasped, and rubbed her sore cheek against her shoulder, before looking up at Colton again.
"You son of a bitch. I'm gonna make you pay." Emma threatened through gritted teeth as Colton smirked down at her. "There must be stages of being held hostage. First you were scared, now you're angry, what's the next stage, Grant? When will acceptance hit you?" He wondered, as he sauntered around her chair.
Emma rolled her eyes, ignoring the seething pain still coming from her left cheek. She knew that was going to leave a mark. "Listen Colton, I'm a very strategic person and in order for me to "accept" the fact I'm being held hostage then you're going to need to answer some questions." Emma interjected, listening to Colton's footsteps stop behind her. She was caught off guard when he leaned her chair back to look at him upside down, a prominent frown perched on his lips.
Emma felt the need to glare at him intimidatingly back, though she knew she could never quite get the menacing look right, she would leave that up to Owen. Thinking of him made her a little hopeful in the fact that he was probably searching for her right now. After the intense glaring session Colton scoffed and huffed, letting her chair go back to normal. "Then sing it, songbird." Colton ordered in an almost bored tone while leaning back on the desk again.
Emma took several deep breaths while glaring up at the southern man. "Where are we?" She questioned in a deadly tone. "Isla Sorna. 87 miles away from Isla Nublar." Colton answered. Emma rose her eyebrows up in shock. Isla Sorna is technically not that far away but, all at the same time when he said 87 miles away it seemed far away. She started to worry if anyone would actually know where she was at this point. She absentmindedly swung her head back and forth in a shaking demeanor to try to weave through the bad thoughts.
"Who are you working for?" Emma asked after a moment of pondering through the questions in her head. "InGen." Colton answered shortly, pointing to the side of the tent that had the InGen logo embedded into it. That was easy, Emma didn't understand why she never noticed that earlier. "Why did InGen send you here instead of Jurassic World?" Emma poised, leaning back a little in her chair trying to not put any of her weight on top of her baby bump. "Well that's easy." Colton noted in a sarcastic tone as he sauntered around to the backside of his desk. "Isla Sorna has wild raptors, a spinosaur, and InGen's little side project."
Emma furrowed her brows at the last part of his sentence. What did that mean? "Little side project?" Emma quizzed, keeping a narrow gaze on Colton at all times. "Don't worry about it. You'll see." Colton answered coyly with a matching smirk as he went through the papers on his desk. "What do you want?" Emma asked with a pouted lip. Although she knew Colton wouldn't shoot her she had an absentminded fear that he was going to throw her in the spinosaur enclosure. "That's also easy Emma," Colton quipped as he put on his glasses for reading a sheet of paper.
"At first, I wanted you to come here because we'd have some leverage on Grady and we do. Hopefully he can train these wild raptors we've got contained." Colton set down the piece of paper in his hand and placed his glasses on the desk in front of him, leaning onto it.
"Then I read up on your file. Ms. Grant it appears you're a tyrannosaur handler, who has slowly but, surely been training the Tyrannosaurus rex nicknamed Rexie. We figured we could use you to train InGen's Rex." Emma perked up her eyebrow at this statement trying to wrap her mind around the previous statement. Yes, it was true that she and Felix trained the tyrannosaur but, they had made very little progress in doing so. It now viewed them as prey rather than just little creatures wandering throughout the paddock. And that was because of her boyfriend that InGen also wanted.
And train wild raptors? Could they even do that? Owen has trained raptors from birth, earning their imprint on him. That's why they never attacked him, these are adult wild raptors and she could see this going in the wrong direction.
"I don't understand. You know that these are adult raptors. They're not going to listen to him. His raptors are imprinted on him at birth not during their adult life. It could end horribly. As for the tyrannosaur, we've been trying to train her but, it hasn't been successful. So I still don't understand what you want with us." Emma explained, forcing Colton to roll his eyes at her. Though her logic is correct her demeanor wasn't as intimidating as she hope she'd create. "We've haven't worked out all the bugs yet, Mrs. Holmes." Colton scoffed.
"You said InGen had a little side project. What did you mean by that?" Emma quizzed as she shuffled her feet in the dirt beneath her. Colton gave Emma a devilish smirk before coming around the desk, grabbing her by the handcuffs and walking her towards the exit of the tent. "Let me show you." He huffed out. Emma wanted to skid her feet in protest but she also had conflicting emotions on what this little side project was. She shivered at the brisk night air as she stared at all the large makeshift paddocks.
The one on the far right was large, and made out of titanium. Needless to say the thing that caught her attention in the paddock was the large sail of the spinosaur. It looked irritated, and aggressive, like it could snap out at any moment but, chose not to. It was waiting for the perfect moment. To her far left was a smaller paddock made out of the same material, it almost looked like the paddock that Owen used for his raptors. Sure enough, the screeches and squeals of raptors emitted from within the paddock. A squabble of some sort she assured herself, she couldn't see them for herself.
"Where's the Rex?" Emma quizzed peering around for any other paddock but, none were to be seen. Colton sarcastically chuckled. "Uh, we don't have one." Colton answered. "But I thought you said InGen had one?" Colton shook his head at her constant questions. "We do. It's just back at Jurassic World." Colton answered with a small, deadly, grin on his face.
Emma also had the same smirk on her face, she knew whatever plan he had cooked up wouldn't work. Jurassic World has the best security team she's ever seen. "And how do you propose you get a 9 ton animal out of Jurassic World?" Emma asked through her smirk. Colton looked back to see her smirking and put a scowl on his face as he pointed in front of them. "You'll see." Was all he answered with.
Where Colton was walking her towards was a paddock in the far back of the area, concrete walls surrounded it except for the door that she assumed was how they got the animal in there. The paddock was smaller than the spinosaur but, larger than the raptors which made Emma question what was in it. She could hear the hearty, ragged, breaths the animal was making as they neared the paddock. InGen workers surrounded the paddock, with large guns in their hands as an extra precaution. Colton nudged with his head for Emma to take a look inside the paddock. Feeling clammy but, daring Emma cautiously walked up towards the paddock, peering inside.
Emma narrowed her eyes at the creature behind the bars, growling, prowling around. She had thought they had gotten rid of it but she must've been wrong, it looked exactly like it yet smaller, a little discolored with grey and yellow instead of a pure white color. The eyes were a vibrant blood red that looked like they were assessing the makeshift paddock they had placed her in. "Indominous?" Emma whispered out, cringing at the name.
What she had once thought was a preposterous name at first turned and became a horrific name. She remembered all the names it had killed that day, including the names of Owen's raptors. Colton let out a little chuckle before approaching the paddock a little further, placing both hands on his hips. "No. This is Diabolus Rex." Jurassic World was in for one hell of a ride.
"LITERALLY. I GET YOU BACK AND SOMEHOW YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHER GOES MISSING?!" Claire screeched at Owen, who propped himself up against the wall in the visitors center, he had convinced the nurses in the infirmary to let him go early upon hearing the news that Emma had gone missing. Claire sighed in irritation, pinching the bridge of her nose, while processing the fact that Emma was gone. This couple was going to be the death of her. "When's the last time you saw her?" Claire asked in a low, lethal voice while glaring at Owen. "Her stepdad said she left them by Winston's. No one's seen or heard from her since." Owen spoke up, crossing his arms.
The Grant family waited impatiently behind the two bickering park members, Emmett had joined them as well. If a member of their family had gone missing, you better believe they were going to solve where the missing person was. Not only were the Grant's and Grady's aware that Emma was missing but the Cruthers' were aware and standing by the Grant's and the Dearing's were alerted. All of them were huddled together in the visitors center watching Owen and Claire go back and forth with each other.
Gray gripped onto Karen's hand in a comforting manor. "They're going to find her right?" Gray asked hopefully up at his mother. He had thought fondly of Alan, Emma, and Owen as they risked their lives to try to keep him and his brother safe from the Indominous. Karen smoothed down her sons curly brown hair reassuringly. "I sure hope so." She mumbled out.
Felix looked concerned at the two park members fighting at each other in the middle of the lobby. His best friend and partner has gone missing and she was pregnant, he believed that he had every reason to worry. Macy gripped onto River, who tried to wiggle out of her arms and escape to Lowery who had sat down. His first day back and he's alerted that his baby brother was missing and now his brothers friend was missing. Lowery was deciding whether it was a good idea or not to come back to the park.
Across the way Lucy was losing it, wailing and crying, cursing at the park towards Bruce who held her tightly in his arms trying to comfort her. Alan leaned over to Aria, Thomas, and Emmett while watching Lucy meltdown. "I'm sorry you have to see my ex wife like this. She's a little over dramatic." Alan whispered earning a few laughs from them. Of course he was worried that his pregnant daughter was missing but, he wasn't going to throw a crying temper tantrum in the middle of a room, surrounded by strangers.
"We can track her phone-" Claire piped in but Owen pulled out Emma's phone from his back pocket. "She left it in the hospital room. Emmett found it." He said, narrowing his eyes as the park manager. Leave it to Emma to forget every trackable entity behind as soon as she goes missing.
A burning twist came into Hunter's stomach as he entered the visitors center, he knew he had to do the right thing even if it meant ratting out his boss to his friend. The sound of bickering between Owen and Claire brought a sense of anxiousness to his throat, he opened his mouth but, it seemed that he forgot to speak. No one had noticed he had stepped into the room, he had a chance to escape and run away to Isla Sorna but, it would come with the cost of a guilt ridden mind of betrayal to the people he actually wanted to establish friendships with. He had to do it now before he pansied out. He nervously cleared his throat, catching everyone in the visitors centers attention. "I know where she is."