Dreams can come true...but count the cost

You had done it. Years of studying and hard work and you had done it.
You had finally gotten your dream job.

The job you told people from a young age that you were going to do. They would not be laughing if they saw you now. It was hard, and you missed a lot of things most your age have already done but you were finally here.

Yes, you were only an assistant at this point but still it was a step closer to being a dinosaur doctor. You had arrived on the last ferry last night and had already met the other assistant Jess who had been here a few days and had only worked with the younger animals until you had arrived.

Jess was a few years older then you, from South Africa and build like she was an Amazon warrior in a previous life, but you had hit it off surprisingly quickly and had a lot in common. You had also met with the resident vet Vincent, a middle aged man who seemed to find the idea of dinosaurs tiring, yet he seemed a bit skittish around most of the dinosaurs, which is understandable.

As the three of you got out of the car at another paddock, in your semi tour.  Vincent was telling you about the Velociraptors in dull tones (as he did every other creature you have in countered so far) like he was trying to make you both fall asleep.

"they can be really-"

"Scary!" A loud voice says in your ear as you were grabbed around the middle by strong arms. You squeak in surprise, but you know that voice anywhere and the warm, mischievous  chuckle that came afterwards as you squirm out of the arms.

"Owen!" You know it came out as a whine but you can't help it. You settle for smacking his arm. " you dick." You put a hand to your chest to find your heart beating fast. You can't help the smile on your face as you try to glare up at him. Owen Grady has changed a lot since you last saw him, over five years ago. No longer fresh faced youth but being over 30 he had finally gotten a look of maturity, but with a hardness in his eyes that was only hinted at last time he visited with your brother.

Vincent cough loudly, disapproval already in his features as Jess giggled. You realise the you and Owen have been merely smiling at each other for a stupidly long amount of time without acknowledging them. Maybe not a good start to the job.

"I see you have met Mr. Grady" they was a stiffness in Vincent's back that told you he didn't like being here. You nod casting Owen a look. What has he done to this guy?
"He served with my brother." You were surprised to see the stiffness in his shoulders relax slightly.

" oh, I see. Anyway, Mr Grady we are here to check on your assets." Owen sent him an easy smirk and sent a wink towards you and Jess.

" you can look all you like, but your not my type." Vincent spluttered as you and Jess try not to laugh as he stomped past Owen to the paddock. Owen gave us an innocent shrug before holding out a hand to Jess. " Owen Grady. I'm the behaviour analysts for the 'Raptors."

"Jess Mckinner, please to meet you." Jess grinned like a cat that had caught a canary. You hear Vincent shouting you both as Jess slinks off in his direction. Casting a meaningful look over her shoulder at you. Which you skilfully ignore.

"Mr Grady" you let your voice drop slightly and swear his eyes darken for a second.

"Miss (l/n)" he says doing the same, before the both of you follow Jess and Vincent.

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A few months had passed since you had started at Jurassic world, it was hard work but you loved it. Jess and you had become pretty much sisters, you and Owen meet up once a week for lunch (animals permitting) as he liked to "keep an eye on you". You are pretty sure that he and your brother have been planning this before you even got the job.