Dreams can come true...but count the cost

From a great high starts the fall

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After answering some damn right embarrassing messages from your brother you decided to go write up some of your notes from the previous day at "your spot". Which was a corner of the catwalk in the Velociraptor pen. You claimed it was so they would get used to you and not try to kill you on sight. The truth is they fascinate you still, and being close to Owen is bonus.

Jess had cornered you as soon as you stepped out of your door, despite being on call this weekend, and demanded to know what happened last night but was utterly disappointed that you and Owen only slept on your bed, fully clothes.

" the sexual tension between you two is enough to either get me off or turn me into a puddle of awwws just by looking at you." she said with destine before hugging you and promising that you would have a sleep over tonight as they was a storm forecast and neither of you want to be alone with the bad weather. She then leaves towards the nursery claiming that the human offspring have infected the cute babies with nasty bacteria.

You make your way to the raptor pen and sit in your corner, ear phone in one ear, the other on the raptors. As must as you love them you wouldn't trust them not to jump you given the choice. Lost in thought of trying to reread your own writing you don't notice that the pen has gone quiet until a shadow blocks out the midday sun. You squint up to find Owen smirking at you.

"You distracting the girls" you blink at him before peering over the edge of the cat walk to find four fearsome faces looking back.

"sorry?" You glance up at him from your place on the floor.

" I've just spent five minutes watching them copying your head bobbing, please tell me you are listening to decent music." You chuckle at him. Your music ranges from musicals to ACDC and everything in between.

"can I help you, mister Grady" he scowls at you but holds out a hand to pull you up.

"Echo got cut up again by Blue, look a little infected, could you..."

" fix up your baby? Sure thing, Mama" you tease, hearing him huff behind you before he calls to Barry and the others to get Echo in the restraints for you. As you reach the ground level you pull up short, staying on the last step as Owen bumps into the back of you.

Before you stands the security chief Vic Hoskins and his second in command Donald J. Jenkins, something about the pair unsettles you greatly but you push it aside however, You can hear Owen grinding his teeth in angrily . Maybe your better at hiding discomfort then he is.

"Grady, Ms l/n, I hope we are not interrupting?" The sly smile on Hoskins face makes your skin crawl.

"Not at all, can we help you. Mr Hoskins?" You step down and Owen is beside you. Hoskins smiles a smile that could be charming if your gut instinct was telling not to trust him.

" actually Ms l/n it's Owen I want to talk to. In private if you don't mind." Owen scoffs and you both look at each other. " it won't take long."

" I guess I'll go set up." You murmur to Owen, he nods

" remember don't –"

"Touch until your there. I know" the mama was silent but you know he caught it before he turn to scowl at Hoskins and you make your way to the side of the paddock only to realise you weren't alone. You had a shadow in the form of Donal Jenkins.

You enter the room to find Echo already secured and Barry softly patting her head. She snarls at hopefully the man behind you. Somehow Jenkins reminds you of oil on water. Slippery.

Barry raises an eyebrow at you. You shrug, letting him know you didn't ask Jenkins here. After a moment of silence with you pulling out of your bag what it looks like you may need you hear raised voices from out side.