Author: Shaylon Ashriel PM
Ian Malcolm insists his intern join him to evaluate the island, because he just knows he's right. However, he did not imagine he would be that right and have to actually work at keeping this girl alive. OC/Ian Malcolm.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 9 - Words: 9,288 - Reviews: 38 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 32 - Updated: 03-13-13 - Published: 09-30-12 - id: 8569845
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A/N: So that wasn't too terribly long :D anyways! I told you guys it would get longer (: and so it has. Big thanks to everyone who reads, adds this to their favorites or puts it on their story alert (: all that good stuff. It's really encouraging. Also a BIG thanks to sarahmichellegellarfan1 for the review on chapter 1, 3, 5, and 6! I really appreciate and I am very glad you like it ^-^ Enjoy! (and review because you guys know I love it :P)
Alyssa followed John, Alan, Ellie and of course Ian (the lawyer just sort of followed behind). They entered into a giant white lab. There was quite a good bit of equipment that Alyssa had no idea what would do. She was quite astonished watching all of the seemingly brilliant scientists do their jobs.
"G'day Henry." John greeted the man with short black hair as he led them all towards him.
"Oh, good day, sir." The man greeted with a friendly smile. The others walked towards a bundle of eggs with a robotic arm turning them. Alyssa stayed behind something about being so close to a tiny fragile dinosaur egg made her feel nervous.
"It's turning the eggs." Ellie observed.
Alan noticed an egg jiggling slightly as if it were about to hatch. Ian put his arm around Alyssa's waist and pointed to the egg drawing her attention to it. They proceeded to get closer to the attraction.
"Oh, perfect timing." Henry commented, "I'd hoped they'd hatch before I had to go to the boat."
John Hammond started putting on gloves and stepped in front of Ian and Alyssa, "Oh Henry, Henry, Henry, why didn't you tell me. I insist on being here when they're born."
The infant dinosaur began slowly cracking the egg from the inside as John offered words of encouragement, "Come on. Come on. Come on, little one. Come on. Come on, little one, come on. Come one then. Very good. Push, push! Very good!"
"Oh, God!" Ellie exclaimed as the dinosaur managed to get its head out.
"Push! Come on, come on. There you are. There you are." John laughed as he got a piece of the shell off of the infant. " The creature squeaked a little bit, "They imprint on the first creature they come in contact with. That's it! Helps them to trust me. I've been present for the birth of every little creature on this island."
"Well, surely not the ones that have bred in the wild." Ian piped up. Alyssa was sort of surprised he managed to not intrude on their moment for this long.
"Actually, they can't breed in the wild." Henry informed him as he joined the cluster of people, "Population control is one of our security precautions. There's no unauthorized breeding in Jurassic Park."
"And H-how do you know they can't breed?" Ian questioned.
"Well, because all the animals in Jurassic Park are female."
"Oh." Ian commented. Alyssa giggled when she heard his tone of voice.
"We've engineered them that way." Henry added a little more insight.
Ian started to walk away from what everyone was so crowded around and Alyssa followed loyally, "How do you engineer something to be female?" She whispered in his ear not wanted to sound like an idiot since everyone else seemed to know.
Ian looked at her and simply shrugged, "I'm not a hundred percent sure really. This whole process seems a little…"
"Oh my god! Look at that," Ellie pointed at the amazing creature.
"Blood temperature seems about high 80's maybe." Grant made his estimate.
"Wu?" Hammond asked to get the exact temperature.
"Homeothermic? It holds that temperature?" Dr. Sattler asked.
"Mmhhmm yeah." Henry answered still trying to go about his normal procedure.
Alan had picked up the now empty shell and was examining it, however he did not quite count on the robot that turned the eggs to snatch the egg from him and put it back down in the nest, "Ooh."
"But, um, again, how do you know they're all female? What does somebody go out into the park and pull up the dinosaurs' skirts?" Ian chuckled slightly.
Dr. Henry Wu pulled himself into a normal standing position and crossed his arms, "We control their chromosomes. It's really not that difficult. All vertebrate embryos are inherently female anyway. They require an extra hormone given at the right developmental stage to make them male. We simply deny them that."
"Deny them that?" Ellie inquired.
"John, the kind of control you're attempting is, uh, not possible. If there's one thing the history of evolution has taught us, it's that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, it expands to new territories and crashes through barriers painfully, maybe even dangerously, but, uh, there it is." Ian expressed his concerns (of course he did this a little on the cocky side so of course it was not well received).
"There it is." Hammond repeated.
"You're implying that a group composed entirely of female animals will breed?" Wu stopped writing temporarily to repeat a small portion of what Ian had said in a way to make him sound like an idiot.
"I don't think that's exactly what he was saying." Alyssa snapped at man.
Ian smirked a little at the fact she was defending him, "No, I'm simply saying that life, uh, finds a way."
Alan held the infant that was breathing in a raspy way and squealing slightly. He looked at it carefully and then looked back at Henry, "What species is this?"
"Uh.. it's a velociraptor."
Alan's expression had changed from amazement to something entirely different, "You bred raptors?"
Henry just nodded slightly not quite sure of why the older man was acting so abnormal.
Dr. Grant was taking the lead and walking quickly to an area that looked much less visitor friendly than the rest of the park.
"Dr. Grant! As I was saying we laid on lunch for you before you set out into the park. Our gourmet chef, Alejandro -"
"What are they doing?" Alan interrupted him quickly.
A cow mooed as it was being lifted on a crane of sorts and being moved towards the giant electrified space that looked like it was trying to keep something much more dangerous in.
"Oh. Feeding them." John answered simply.
Ian glanced slightly at Alyssa. Her mouth was slightly open and twisted into an expression of sadness. Alyssa looked up at Ian. To him she looked like a kid whose candy had been stolen and eaten in a frenzy by the thief, "They're going to eat the cow…"
Ian shrugged, "You eat 'cow'."
"Not when I've seen it as a cow." She pointed out.
"Alejandro's, uh, prepared a delightful menu for us: Chilean sea bass, I believe." John continued on with his plans for lunch, "Uh, shall we?"
Dr. Grant was no longer interested in lunch (other than seeing these dinosaurs eat theirs). He all but made a run for a closer look. The rest of the group loyally followed, however Alyssa was not sure she wanted to view this as much as the others did.
They were all looking over the electrified barrier when the cow was actually being lowered down. The poor animal's cries of protest were a simple mooing that everyone ignored. Somewhere between the ferocious roars and the cow's screeching Alyssa turned away quickly burying her head in Ian Malcolm's chest.
Ian wrapped his arm around her and protectively held her in the space. He honestly did not want her to have to see as much as she did not want to. However, the fast movements and the ripping noises kept his gaze locked. His attention was held not only by amazement, but slightly by fear as well.
"They should all be destroyed," The unfamiliar voice drew Alyssa's attention away from trying to un-see everything and to the man who was joining them on the platform of sorts. Alyssa's eyes were unclenched and she had just barely moved her head to where she could see him, but she did not attempt to remove herself from Ian's grip.
Hammond just laughed and introduced the man, "Robert. Robert Muldoon, my game warden from Kenya. Bit of an alarmist, I'm afraid, but knows more about raptors than anyone."
Alan immediately shook his hand and began his questionnaire, "What kind of metabolism do they have? What's their growth rate?"
"They're lethal at eight months, and I do mean lethal. I've hunted most things that can hunt you, but the way these things move—"
"Fast for a biped?"
"Cheetah speed." Robert informed Alan, "Fifty, sixty miles per hour, if they ever got out in the open. And they're astonishing jumpers."
Alyssa's grip only on Ian only got tighter so in an attempt to sooth her he gently stroked her back. Hammond noticed the look on the young woman's face, "Yes, yes, yes, yes. That's why we're taking extreme precautions." Hammond turned around slightly and began an entirely different conversation with Ellie and Donald.
As much as Alyssa would have preferred to be a part of that conversation she and Ian had to listen to Dr. Grant, "Do they show intelligence? With their brain cavities we assumed that-"
"They're extremely intelligent," Muldoon interrupted the man. "Even problem-solving intelligence; especially the big one. We bred eight originally, but when she came in she took over the pride and killed all, but two of the others. That one, when she looks at you, you can see she's working things out. That's why we have to feed 'em like this. She had them all attacking the fences when the feeders came in."
"The fences are electrified though, right?" Ellie asked.
"That's right, but they never attack the same place twice. They were testing the fences for weaknesses systematically. They remember." Muldoon explained.
The harness that had lowered the cow to its death was being raised back up. Alyssa's mouth opened slightly when she saw the broken machinery and the utterly tattered blue cloth that was not streaked with red.
"Yes. Well, who's hungry?" John asked everyone. He looked around and noticed that not everyone was quite ready to just jump on the opportunity, "Well, why don't you all see where you'll be staying and freshen up a bit then before we eat?"