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"Those Who Seek Peace, Find Life."

Echo stretched out in the ferns as she gave a pitiful moan, and Owen quietly comforted, "Shh, Sweetheart, I know it sucks."

Elise had somehow managed to get her nap in before their first show, which was in about twenty minutes, but Owen was ready to doze off as well. It felt so good just to sit under the shady tree with Blue pressed up against him. He was leaning against the massive, white ribcage, and the steady heartbeat only relaxed him.

Delta was curled to the side of her bronze sister, and things were comfortingly quiet. Owen had ditched his shoes elsewhere, and caved into asking Barry to bring another pair. The man had only laughed heartily, but Owen wasn't in a position to snap a response. His stomach was empty, and his mouth had a bad taste to it.

But Elise was a good co-Alpha. Owen hadn't realized she had moved up that high until after she gave orders to the girls, and Blue reinforced it. Owen knew there was supposed to be pairs, and he was glad Elise felt up to the task. She had carried Echo while Owen rode on her back before they made it over to the false log. Lowery was on top of his game, eager to really prove himself to Claire for her second chance, and sent a new radio to him. Jackie sent a large bucket of electrolytes for Echo, and the bronze raptor was making a dent in the pinkish orange water.

Owen had scooped a cup out for himself, and he cringed at the watery, salty taste, but it made him feel better. It was weird, the electrolytes smelled sweet, but it didn't taste it; Owen didn't care. All that mattered was he felt better after heaving his guts out. His girls were calm, sleeping, and the day looked a little better. Echo was going to be fine after her obvious headache went away, and hopefully the kids wouldn't be too loud.

Owen cracked an eye open when Elise gave a deep sigh in her sleep, and he glanced over to her injured foot. It looked like it hurt, and he wondered if she had cut herself on the damaged fence around Lilly's lagoon; Lowery had mentioned the Repair Team seeing some blood there. He promised Elise they would go get her a bath the first chance they got, and Elise relaxed after that. She was content to sleep because Owen could take over now.

But Owen wanted a nap as well. He glanced at his watch before leaning back into the warm scales. Blue stretched onto her side as she pressed her back along Owen's leg; he was glad for that. He had some scars on his ribs from when Blue had slept with her belly facing him. She liked to kick in her sleep. Owen wasn't sure if she had broken that habit, but he didn't want to find out when she was facing him. She let out a sigh when Owen softly placed a warm hand on her side, mindful of that ticklish spot between the fifth and sixth rib, as he glanced around.

It was important to sleep together in a pack; it assured, and strengthened the bond. Even if Echo and Delta were tucked further into the ferns, they were still close by. Owen yawned as he savored the peace; Rick had been right, they did need some peace. Even his girls were in need of it. Their routine had been disrupted by the run, losing Charlie, moving from the paddock, adding Elise, and for whatever reason, adding Rexy.

Owen was just glad Rexy seemed to prefer her territory over Elise's because Owen wouldn't even think of setting foot in here if the old lady was nearby. She scared the life out of him, and he wondered if she had seen him in the false log; he didn't think she did. He would have felt that burning gaze stabbing into his soul.

A smile tugged at Owen's lips as he glanced around. Having Rexy napping here would be the icing on the cake. He knew it would never happen, but it would be a funny image. He just wondered how Elise managed to convince the old dinosaur to share her nest with the other girls. Tim had said Blue liked to perch on Rexy's shoulder, and Owen didn't believe it until he saw the videos.

He still didn't really believe it, but his best girl was bold enough to do it.

Maybe Rexy needed a little peace as well. It was a big change of having four new, hyper, and talkative members suddenly around. Rexy probably wanted a quiet nap as well. Owen stretched out while wincing at his aches as he decided that peace was very good, and he would sincerely try his hardest to behave around Debra.

Because Rick was a really nice guy.

Owen yawned as he shifted slightly before finding that sweet spot. The perfect position for a well-deserved nap. Where his neck wouldn't kink, his legs wouldn't fall asleep, and he wouldn't get too hot or cold. He couldn't fight off the tired aches. He had slept most of the night before, but it was exhausting being injured.

He felt himself doze off, and gave a content sigh.

Peace was good.

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Being woken up was not good. Owen cracked open an eye to glare at the disturbance before realizing there was none. He sighed; it had been a good nap, and he glanced at his watch before freezing.

Elise's show started at nine thirty. It was ten right now. He glanced around to see his girls hadn't moved an inch; Blue had shifted a little closer, but no one had woken up. He jumped when he heard muffled laughter, and glanced up at the false log before blinking.

Claire was standing there with a smile on her face as she waved at him. Owen had no idea what to do except wave back before the others grabbed his attention. Claire was running the show for him apparently, and she seemed to be having a good time with it. He couldn't remember the last time she looked so relaxed around guests, but she easily gestured to him and the girls as she continued. Owen wasn't sure what to do, but Claire caught his attention before patting the air with her hands.

She could handle this, and Owen sank back against his girl as he sighed in relief. Claire wasn't pissed at him.

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Claire smiled as she turned back to the crowd, and said, "I apologize again that this show isn't like the others, but Elise and Mr. Grady needed a little break to calm down the pack. Obviously they needed a little sleep as well after last night's incident."

Claire had a feeling Owen needed sleep; he looked way too tired after she had left the hospital. She knew he would crawl on his hands and knees to make sure his pack was fine. She also knew he would crash after he realized everyone was fine. Claire had set aside an opening to take over the show; it had been a very long time since she had done that. She admit she missed it, and it was another lesson Mr. Hammond had taught her.

"Don't be afraid to jump into the park, Claire. It makes the workers feel good if you know the shows well enough to actually run them. Know the names, personalities of the animals, and you'll have the most loyal crew in the world. The quickest way to a handler's heart is through the animal."

The first show she had run was with Rexy. Tim had to miss work without warning, and he didn't have a replacement. Claire was nervous as hell, afraid of doing the wrong thing, but she had simply talked about Rexy herself. Age, personality, random facts about Rexy, and the guests had loved it. They were truly interested in knowing Rexy herself; not just the species.

It made the park more magical. It wasn't 'Here, look at this Tyrannosaurus munching a goat; the Tyrannosaurus was blah, blah, blah.' Facts were great, but people seemed to respond better to, 'This is Rexy, the oldest animal on our park, and her favorite kind of goat is Boer. She's the Big Boss of this island, and her roar keeps the animals in line.'

Claire had been surprised to see guests actually come back, and approach her. They had remembered her show, and they asked about Rexy. Their children even remembered Rexy.

Granted, Claire hardly knew any other animals; she would admit she had forgotten about that lesson until she met the Apatosaurus dying in the grass. She had been mortified, but her first thought wasn't how much money they were going to lose, or even if Elise had been nearby.

She was mortified because she had no idea who this animal was. Claire was the last, living creature the Apatosaurus saw, and they didn't know each other. Claire couldn't even comfort her by at least knowing her name.

It was Jasmine.

But Claire hadn't known that until it was too late. She had forgotten what Hammond had taught her when she became obsessed with bringing in the investors.

She had forgotten to take care of the animals. It was the first rule since the beginning of the relationship between man and animal. Take care of the animals, and they will take care of you. First rule of caring for animals in any situation. Zoos, animal husbandry, even a simple pet. Hammond had drilled that into her head, and she never applied to anyone else except Rexy.

Claire never forgot to take care of Rexy, but all the other animals were numbers on clean sheets of white paper.

But she could redeem herself now, and she was doing that. Instead of her novel before bedtime, Claire had taken to actually reading her handlers' profiles on their animals; it held so much more than she thought.

There was a Pteranodon named Twister who liked to screech into a small cave because her voice would magnify, and scare the others.

A Gallimimus was named after Secretariat because of her love of racing the tour bus driven by an older tour guide. They had been racing for almost five years now, but neither kept track of the wins; they kept each other young.

Even their thirty-five foot long Suchomimus had a personality all her own. Named Bark because she had no bite. She was of a medium aggression, but her handlers certainly didn't try to cuddle her; she was a bluffer when she became aggressive. She simply roared while faking charges.

This island held so much more life than Claire could even dream about. Rexy had always been alive to her, but then Jasmine, then fiery Blue and her sisters.

And in the middle of a rainy night, the most aggressive monster designed to give parents nightmares turned into a funny, caring, intelligent, older sister who never forgot her family.

The Indominus Rex was no longer a thing, an it, but Elise who delighted countless children with rainbows. A gentle giant with a heart of gold, and an ornery streak that made Owen look mild.

One by one, these animals were slowly revealing themselves to Claire in their own, special way. Be it through paper, a visit, or a funny, favorite video taken by a handler.

Claire smiled as she watched Owen tuck himself against Blue, and the raptor lifted her bleary gaze to glare at him for moving. She deemed it too much of an effort to reprimand him, and she let out a large sigh before breathing evenly again.

Claire adjusted her mic as she continued, "And the beautiful, blue Velociraptor next to Mr. Grady is named Blue. She is the Beta of this pack, and the one who constantly challenges the Alphas to make sure they have the pack's best interest at heart. She and Rexy appear to be forming a strong friendship."

A small child raised his hand before asking, "Who's the Alpha? Is it Elise?"

Claire smiled; she had done her research on packs, and she answered, "Elise is an Alpha, but she isn't the first. She helps the main Alpha by keeping the pack in line. If you look closely, pressed against Elise, and sleeping next to Blue, is the Alpha. The Alpha is Homosapien named Owen, and he isn't exactly the brightest of the pack, which is why Blue had her work cut out for her. She does her best, but she brought Elise in after Owen tried communicating with the raptors and ended up accidentally making a mating call."

Claire had heard every detail on that story from Tim. Right down to Elise's shocked face.

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Owen cracked open his eye again when he heard the muffled laughing; maybe he shouldn't have let Claire take over, and he glanced at her. She had the adults laughing, and he could only imagine what she said. Blue gave a warning growl to quit moving, and Owen shrugged it off.

He was fine with just taking a nap today.

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Another A/N

Just in case there's that one person reading this, yes, that is what electrolytes taste like. It does smell like that candy powder where you lick the stick and cover it in the sweet powder; I forget what you call it. At least the powdered ones we give to calves is like that, no you probably shouldn't drink it, and yes I've drank it before, but I don't encourage anyone else to do it. I have a really good immune system that let's me get away with a lot. So please don't drink it, get sick, and then tell your doctor that it was a good idea because you read about it in an online fiction story.

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