{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} [Claire, for the first time in a while, has been sleeping for at least ten hours. As soon as they'd arrived at their --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- designated cabin on the ship, her racing adrenaline had dwindled and left her exhausted and dirty, but definitely --

-- more exhausted. So she'd muttered a few words to Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar before curling up in the bed. By now, the sheets were tangled around --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- her, and she stretched to move them off a few minutes after she first stirred. Her immediate response was to grunt, --

-- still working on sorting out her bearings. Okay, she was with Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar. On the boat, on the way back to the mainland. But where --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- was he? Not in the bed, not anymore. So she rolled over and onto her feet, figuring he could only be in the one --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- other room.] "Owen? How long have I been out?" [She's groggy, and the island incident hasn't come to memory yet.]

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} "Ten hours?" {Her eyebrows raise as if he might be joking, and her lips part slightly. But, all circumstances --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- considered, they'd had a hell of a day on the island. That alone was deserving of some extra sleep. She shakes her --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- head wearily, savoring the silent for a few extended moments.} "Omelette and juice? Thank god. And thank you, too, --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- Owen. I'm.. starving." {The end of her sentence is more mumbled than anything, as her eyes catch on the television --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- set he'd left on but noiseless, which is - of course - going through all of the collected security cam clips from --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- talking about them.] "It's gonna be a living hell when we arrive back in Costa Rica, isn't it?"

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} Dearing can't help but flash a weak smile, looking down into her lap, where she'd pulled the breakfast closer, lifting --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- the drink up to hide her lower face and the soft expression.] "Go back? Of course I'm going back. I couldn't /not,/ --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- could I?" [She phrases it as if there's no other option, but the light in her eyes shows that she also wouldn't --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- choose any other option. She'd dedicated most of her life to that island, and that wasn't going to stop now.] You --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- don't have to come back if you don't want to. But, if you do, we're staying together. For survival, remember? [Her --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- voice softens, especially at the mention of her sister.] Yeah. She's told me she's got a guestroom for us if we want --

{Jurassic Park: Isla Nublar} -- it, up in Wisconsin. As for the park, I think I'd just pick up where it left off. The raptors, gene splicing, etc.