We sat there for what felt like hours. Just staring at them. These creatures were supposed to be dead. The only things about them that remained were bones and fossils but here I was, looking at a creature that has been dead for 150 million years or more. This shouldn't be possible.

"I know this is quite a surprise for you all but I must insist that we get moving. You'll be more impressed by the other specimens we have here. We spared no expense," John stated, hurrying us along with an impatient smile.

I got up, still staring up at the magnificent creature. I reached my hand out to Alan to help him up, eyes still trained on the animal. He took it gratefully.

I backed up slowly, still in awe and almost fell onto the jeep. Someone managed to catch me before I made impact though.

"Whoa, be careful there, uh, Lyanna," I could hear the laugh in his voice. I looked up at him, still in his hold. He grinned down at me and licked his lips. My gaze travelled to the motion and he seemed to sense that which, in turn, made him smile wider, if that were possible. His eyes flickered to my lips and I self consciously bit them. He closed his eyes for a second and then reopened them, his gaze felt like fire wherever it touched.

"Everybody let's go, go, go," John said, clapping his hands a few times.

I then realised what this must look like to our company and I shot out of his hold. What was I thinking? Ian Malcolm? The rock star playboy?

I blushed crimson and darted around him to get in the jeep. Once seated I drew the collar of my leather jacket up so that my cheeks were covered and I sunk down in my seat, trying to hide my embarrassment.

I heard Ian laugh and that made me blush deeper.

I heard him lean forward and suddenly his voice was in my ear, making me shudder.

"Don't be embarrassed, miss Lyanna," I could practically hear the smirk in his voice and I shivered. The way he said my name, deep and smooth gave me goosebumps.

Alan then suddenly got in the car and surprised the both of us.

"That was..." he trailed off, looking straight ahead.

"Amazing?" I suggested, looking over my shoulder at him. I didn't miss the look that Ian sent me though, I just chose to ignore it.

The jeeps then suddenly roared to life yet again and we sat in silence for a while, wondering what else they had on this island.

"It's only a matter of, uh, time until this whole attraction falls apart. You-you know that, uh, right?" Ian asked, leaning forward again so that he could talk to me.

"Why's that?" I asked, looking at him in the rearview mirror.

"Chaos Theory," he winked, leaning back and chewing his gum loudly. I just shook my head.

We spent the rest of the ride in silence, save a few questions from Ian here and there.

I almost didn't notice when the jeep pulled to the side of the road and turned off.

I bit my lip and looked up at the large building in front of us. The large white building was still obviously being completed as there were builders still milling about. Setting things up and painting and what not.

The roof was made to look like a safari hut with the hay making a pointed cone.

John ushered us up the stairs and through the doorway. The first things I saw were two large skeletons and a banner above them that read, "WHEN DINOSAURS RULED THE EARTH."

John led us up a circular flight of stairs and began talking about the different types of rides and exhibits that they would be adding into the park. I trailed at the back of the group, getting a better look at the skeletons.

"I'm not talking about just rides. No, no. Everybody has rides. No, we've made living biological attractions so astounding they will capture the imagination of the entire planet," John rambled from up ahead.

I caught up and fell in step just behind Ian who looked over his shoulder to charmingly smile at me. When he turned away, I bit my lip with a small smile.

"So, what do you think?" Ellie asked Alan.

"I think we're out of a job," he replied, sighing slightly.

"Don't you mean extinct?" Ian asked, grinning and looking at Alan.

I hadn't thought about that. Technically, the world didn't need paleontologists anymore. They had other ways of figuring out things about the prehistoric wildlife. I frowned. I'd worked so hard to get where I am too. All of it. Just gone.

Ian must have sensed my change of attitude and he stopped to let me catch up to him.

"Are, uh, are you alright?" He asked awkwardly, scratching his head.

"Yeah..." I trailed off.                                                                 

Ian didn't reply. He just rubbed my arm and ran ahead to catch up with John and Gennaro.

John led us down a series of corridors until we came to a theatre sort of room and he told us all to sit down.

I filed in behind Alan and sat down next to him in the front row.

"Here he comes. Well, here I come," John laughed as a video version of himself walked onto the screen in front of us. I raised my eyebrow.

"Hello," the video John said.

"Say hello. Say hello." John rushed.

"Ah, hello?" Ellie said questioningly. Ian waved.

"Hello, John," The video version of the old man said.

"Oh, that's right. I have lines," he fumbled with some palm cards. I giggled.

"Well, fine, fine, I guess... but how did I get here?"

"I'll show you but first, I'll need some blood. Your blood," John read from his cards, hand outstretched.

"Right," video John moved his hand over to the general direction of the actual John.

"Ow, that hurt," he complained after John pretended to prick his finger.

"Relax, it's all part of the miracle of cloning,"

Suddenly several John's began to appear out of nowhere on the screen.

I turned to the group of scientists and mathematician and listened to what they were saying.

"Cloned from what? Loy extraction hasn't recreated an intact DNA strand," Alan whispered to the group.

"Not without massive sequence gaps," I agreed, nodding my head.

"Paleo DNA, from what source?" Ellie asked, looking up at the video.

"Where do you get, uh, 100 million year old dinosaur blood?" Ian added, looking around as if he'd find the answers just lying around somewhere.

"Shh!" Gennaro said from the back.

"You shut up. We aren't children," I snapped, getting angry. We were allowed to have a scientific conversation if we wanted. It's what we were here for, wasn't it?

Gennaro glared at me but didn't say anything else. I felt a pair of eyes on me and turned to see Ian grinning at me. I tried to hide my blushing smile with a cough.

"-preserving the mosquito inside. The fossilised tree sap, which we call amber waited for millions of years with the mosquito inside until Jurassic Park scientists came along," there was a cartoon DNA strand on the screen now.

"Using sophisticated techniques they extract the preserved blood from the mosquito, and bingo! Dino DNA!" The cartoon explained.

"Oh wow." I said aloud, looking at the screen in awe.

"Shh." Gennaro said again.

"I swear, I may be younger than you but I won't hesitate to hit you," I snapped, whipping around to glare at the man. He visibly shrunk back in his seat.

"Yeah. That's what I thought," I responded, squinting at him and clenching my jaw.

"-and virtual reality displays... show our geneticists the gaps in the DNA sequence," I tuned back into the video.

"We used the DNA of a frog to fill in the holes and complete the code."

John began talking at the back of the room but I was trying, with no success to hear what the little cartoon was saying.

"And then, the tour moves on."

The room then suddenly moved, turning in an anti-clockwise motion and a bar dropped in place to keep us from getting out of our seats while the ride was moving.

I vaguely heard Mr. DNA's voice in the background but my attention was trained on the view in front of the glass window.

There were people in lab coats rushing around. Some were writing on clipboards, looking at eggs, working on computers and others were in heated discussions.

"No, no. These are the real miracle workers of Jurassic Park," I heard John say from the back, obviously replying to something Gennaro had asked.

"Can we see the unfertilised eggs?" I asked excitedly, swivelling around in my seat to look at Hammond.

"How do you interrupt the cellular mitosis?" Alan asked restlessly.

"How long does it take for the embryos to develop?" Ellie asked.

"Shortly, shortly," John answered, raising his hands to quiet the rowdy scientists.

"Can't you stop these things?" Alan asked, getting antsy.

"I'm sorry, it's kind of a ride," John apologised.

Ian then got the attention of Ellie and Alan and put his hands on the bar in front of him, Ellie and Alan doing the same.

"One, two, three," Ian counted. The three of them then began to push on the bar.

The bar groaned and then gave way, releasing the group from their constraints.

"Oh," I said in surprise.

"You can't do that," Gennaro said.

"Can they do that?" He turned to John, who was looking at the three of our group who had just left the room, which had stopped spinning. When did that happen?

"I, uh, I'm sorry?" I questioned before rushing out to catch up with the others.

I found them in the lab that we saw on the ride and I looked around excitedly. I daresay that any guests who pulled that stunt when the park was open would be kicked out fairly quickly.

I followed Alan down the small set of stairs and over to a nest of eggs.

There was a robotic arm turning the eggs. Then I noticed the egg in front of John start to wriggle and move.

"Ah, perfect timing. I'd hoped they would hatch before I had to go to the boat," a doctor said. I looked at him briefly before turning back to the egg.

The creature inside had already started to break free.

John looked up at the doctor.

"Wu, dear boy. Why didn't you tell me? I insist on being here..." he trailed off, pulling a pair of plastic gloves onto his hands.

"They imprint on the first creature they come into contact with. It helps them to trust me," John said.

"I've been here for the birth of every little creature on this island," John practically cooed while helping the creature break free of its eggy prison.

"Surely, uh, not the ones that've been bred in the wild," Ian said, speaking up from beside me.

"Actually, they can't breed in the wild. Population control is one of our security precautions," Wu said from across the table.

"How do you, um, control it?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Well, because all the animals on the island are females. There's no unauthorised breeding in Jurassic Park. We've engineered them that way," Wu replied.

"Oh," I looked back at the dinosaur who was now out of the egg and squirming in John's grasp.

"How do you know they're all females? Does someone go out and lift the dinosaurs' skirts?" Ian asked, causing me to giggle. He smirked down at me, obviously pleased that someone appreciated his humour.

"We control their chromosomes, it's really not that difficult."

Ian stepped back and sat down.

"All vertebrate embryos are inherently female anyway. They just require an extra hormone introduced at the right stage of development to make them male. We just deny them that."

"Deny them that?" I asked.

"Yes."

Alan had the creature in his hands.

"John, the kind of control you're attempting it's-it's not possible. If there's one thing, uh, the history of evolution has taught us, it's that life will not be contained. Life breaks free. Expands to, uh, new places and it crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously..." he trailed off, glancing from me to John with his arm raised, pointing in the direction of the clutch of eggs.

"But... uh, there it is," he finished, smiling nervously.

"There it is," John repeated, looking irritated with Ian's concerns.

"You're implying that a group composed entirely of females will," Wu lifted his pencil from his clipboard. "Breed?"

"No, uh, I'm simply saying life, uh, finds a way."

I was looking between Ian, Wu and John when Alan spoke up, the small animal in his hands.

"What species is this?" The little creature was shrieking and wailing, not happy about being away from the heat lamp.

"Uh," Doctor Wu checked his clipboard. "Velociraptor."

My eyes widened in horror.

"You bred raptors?" Alan asked.

Wu nodded, not seeing the problem. These people have no idea what they've done... and Alan and I know it.

Updated on the 29th of July, 2015.