After Ellie, Alan and I had settled down and gotten the details from John, we set out about getting things ready for our departure. We weren't really going to be gone for very long but we didn't want to have anything go wrong while we were away. The three of us were the only qualified professionals working at the site.

Most of our workers were either students getting school credit or volunteers so it was entirely possible that something could go enormously wrong and we couldn't chance that. Particularly with the raptor skeletons. Finding Velociraptor remains were extremely rare and valuable so we have to take extreme precautions to keep it safe and undamaged.

John left about three in the afternoon, he said he would meet us at the chopper the next day.

"What do you think I'm going to need?" I asked Dylan, jumping up and down a few times in my trailer.

"How long are you going to be gone again?"

"Just for the weekend apparently."

"Obviously clothes but you already have those packed so... maybe your camera?" He suggested, looking up from his position on my bed.

"Yeah maybe."

"Don't forget your necklace," he added.

"Oh yeah, no. I never take it off so it's definitely coming."

My necklace was a silver chain with a Brontosaurus pendant. It was reasonably large, about the size of a bottle cap and it was extremely important to me. My mother gave it to me before I left for Montana. She knew that my favourite dinosaur when growing up was a Brontosaurus so she felt it was appropriate. "To remember your roots," she had said while placing the chain around my neck while we stood in the doorway.

"Hey? You in there somewhere?" Dylan asked, head cocking to the side.

"Did I zone out again?" I asked, fiddling with the silver pendant.

"Yeah, you should really stop doing that. One day you'll miss something important. Anyway, as I was saying... I'm going to miss you. You better take photos and keep me up to date. I don't really know anyone here so I'm going to be lonely while you're gone," he smiled, brushing his hands through his hair.

"You'll be alright but I will, I promise," I answered, sitting down beside him.

"This is so unreal though. I've only been a certified paleontologist for a few months and I've already written a book, gotten a job and now I'm taking a field trip with one of the richest men in the world to see a biological preserve that he's made to endorse it. Give it the go. It's just incredible," I felt tears of gratitude fill my eyes.

"Hey, hey. Don't cry," he said with a chuckle, pulling me into a tight hug.

I wrapped my arms around him and pushed my head into his shoulder, shielding myself from the world as best I could.

He kissed my head and gave my waist a tight squeeze.

"What would I do without you?" I asked, craning my head to look at him with a smile.

"Crash and burn." He laughed.

"Probably." I laughed along with him because, to be honest, it was probably true.

(#**~**#)

After saying my goodbyes to Dylan and a couple of the other interns, I joined Alan and Ellie at the base of the site where they were waiting for me in the cab.

"Are you ready?" Ellie asked, opening the door for me.

"Absolutely," I responded.

She smiled and scooted over so I could sit with her in the back.

"What kind of park do you think he's built?" I asked the two of them.

"I'm honestly not sure. It could be anything."

"I was thinking maybe a reptile park because he said it was right up our alley and the general population does think that dinosaurs were all reptiles," I suggested as the car began to move.

"That's actually a pretty good guess," Ellie replied, looking down thoughtfully at her shoes.

"I guess we'll have to just wait and see," I said, turning my gaze to the window to watch our home disappear into the distance.

(#**~**#)

It took a while but we eventually reached the airport. I suddenly felt nervous. I had a slight fear of planes and helicopters. I had no idea why but I just did.

I hung around with the cab to help the driver get our luggage while Ellie and Alan walked over to the chopper to tell them that we had arrived.

I thanked the driver before paying him, giving him a slight tip for the long drive. He smiled, thanked me, and drove away.

I picked up our bags and headed over to the helicopter. A man appeared from around the side of the small chopper and took the luggage with a small smile. I returned the favour and joined Alan and Ellie, who were getting into their seats.

"Ah, Lyanna, nice to see you again. I'm glad you could make it," John said from my left.

"I'm glad I had the chance to come along," I replied, smiling gratefully at the old man.

I looked around the slightly cramped area and found only one seat still open.

"Hello. How, uh, are you?" A man completely clad in black asked with a smile.

"I'm alright thanks," I responded, taking the seat between him and another man who didn't really seem all that talkative. I presumed he was the lawyer John told us about yesterday.

"Lyanna I'd like you to meet Donald Gennaro and-" John was cut off by the man wearing black.

"Doctor Ian Malcolm but you can, uh, call me Ian," the man, Ian, said.

I would be lying if I said I didn't find him attractive. With his black curly hair, dark sunnies, black clothes and charming smile, he was the very definition of tall, dark and handsome.

I smiled back at him but it faltered for a second when the engine started up and we began to rise into the air.

"Are you alright, dear?" John asked, leaning forward slightly.

"Yeah, no. I'm fine. I'm just not much of a fan of helicopters, that's all," I smiled weakly and clenched my fist, grabbing a handful of my blue denim shorts for purchase.

"Don't worry, I'll, uh, protect you," Ian grinned, turning to whisper in my ear. Already I could feel myself relaxing in his presence and I wasn't as stressed.

Ian seemed satisfied with the way I looked up at him and he turned to look at Ellie and Alan.

"So, you two, uh, dig up, dig up dinosaurs?" He asked, grinning and chewing his gum loudly.

"Well-" Ellie started.

"We attempt to," I finished, saving my uncle from having to answer the man he quite clearly didn't like already. He shot me a thankful look.

"You, uh, work with them, do, do you?" Ian looked down at me.

"Yeah. Alan's my uncle," I responded, flinching a little when we hit some turbulence.

I could see something flicker in his eyes but when I looked again, it was gone. He began laughing strangely and I couldn't help but giggle. I covered my face and smiled.

I was quite clearly underdressed, I realised after Ian stopped laughing. I looked at what everyone else was wearing.

I looked down at my tank top. It had a raptor on the breast pocket. It was one of my favourites. I was also wearing shorts and a small leather jacket which seemed a little inappropriate considering the level of professionalism everyone else's clothes were radiating.

"You'll have to excuse Doctor Malcolm. He suffers from a deplorable excess of personality. Especially for a mathematician," John spoke up, interrupting my thoughts and making me laugh at the way Ian looked at him.

"Chaotician. Chaotician actually," he corrected the old man.

"John doesn't subscribe to chaos," Ian turned to the rest of us. "He doesn't like what it has to say, particularly about what it thinks of his little science project," Ian licked his lips.

"Codswallop Ian! You've never been able to sufficiently explain your concerns," John defended.

"Because of the behaviour of the system in phase space?" Ian seemed to know exactly what he was talking about but I personally, had no clue what he was going on about.

"A load, if I may say so, of fashionable number crunching," John retaliated, leaning on his walking stick.

As John and Ian bickered for a moment, I looked at the walking stick that John had placed next to his seat. The handle was obviously made out of some sort of wood but it was crafted and painted to look like some type of bone but that wasn't what drew my attention. The helm of the walking stick was a large polished piece of Amber. There was a large mosquito inside the middle of it. It was beautiful.

"Doctor Grant, Doctor Summers, Doctor Sattler, you've heard of Chaos Theory?" Ian distracted me from my thoughts.

The three of us shook our heads.

"No? No? Non-linear equations?"

"Strange attractors?" He tried again.

"Miss Summers... I refuse to believe you aren't familiar with the concept of attraction," Ian said to me with a smirk. I giggled and turned red, causing Ian's smirk to turn into a large grin.

I could see Alan glaring at him in my peripheral vision.

"I bring scientists. You bring the rock star," John joked, pointing at Alan and Ellie and then at Gennaro who then made an offended face. I laughed while leaning back... this was going to be a long ride.

(#**~**#)

The whole ground seemed to be bouncing up and down and I momentarily panicked, thinking that there was an earthquake and that the skeletons were going to get damaged but then I realised that I was on a helicopter.

Then my fear instantly returned because helicopters weren't supposed to jump around this much.

My eyes snapped open and I discovered I was leaning against someone's shoulder.

I removed myself from leaning against them as fast as I could which seemed to startle them. I turned to see Ian smirking at me but I didn't quite process it because the helicopter was still moving.

"Shh, shh, it's, uh, just a little turbulence. I-I got you," Ian said, rubbing my arm a little where Alan couldn't see. I calmed down instantly although I didn't know why considering that I only met the guy about an hour and a half ago.

I noticed that everyone was putting seatbelts on so I hurried to do so as well.

Alan struggled with it though, he had two of the same pieces. I managed a breathy and nervous laugh and watched as he struggled with it.

"No, no. You need that piece and that piece," John said.

"Oh, we'll have landed before you get it right," he added.

Alan just grabbed the two pieces and tied them together. He looked up, smirked and nodded at John.

"Resourceful," I chuckled nervously. Alan looked over at me and laughed.

We began to descend through the trees and I slowly began to relax. Ian was still rubbing circles into my skin and I took a deep breath.

After what seemed like an eternity but was probably only about four or five minutes, we landed.

I breathed in deeply and sighed in relief.

"You alright Lyanna?" Alan asked, leaning forward.

"Yeah. I'm okay," I said, rubbing my turning tummy.

Someone then opened the door and I flinched, not expecting it.

We all all filed out one by one.

John led us over to an area where two jeeps were waiting for us. The logo on the side read "Jurassic Park."

Updated on the 22nd of July, 2015.