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unchain-the-escapist · 7 years ago

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Jurassic Meteor [Part 2]

“”Think it’ll scare the kids?” Floor asked while moving closer to Tarja.

“The kids?! This will give the parents nightmares…”

“Is that good…”

“It’s fantastic…” Tarja said breathlessly.””

Meteor (Merel/Charlotte/Floor) (Romantic pairing)

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After grabbing some papers on her own desk and throwing her coffee cup away, Floor made her way to her car and began driving to the enclosure. Floor didn’t even know that her boss was working today, her days usually filled with vacations to all possible locations in the world while not really being involved in the businesses of the park. That’s why Floor was here, to keep everything going. Ms. Turunen was usually only involved when it came to the bigger decisions, for example in what the Indominus would look like and what its characteristics would be. The rest was up to Floor to arrange. Tuomas and his team had been working day and night to correctly assemble the right combinations to create the new hybrid, and when it had been a success, their boss had been notified.

Stopping on the small gravel area right in front of the main gate to the enclosure, Floor stepped out of her car and immediately spotted Ms. Turunen waiting for her. Dressed in a tailored black suit and matching black heels, Floor scoffed at how hot she must be in that set. It was Costa Rica they were in. Here it was either hot or really hot.

“Floor!” the woman greeted enthusiastically while lowering the phone she was holding against her ear and ending the call she had been having.

“Ms. Turunen! How are you?” Floor said back, the other woman frowning in dismay.

“Oh please call me Tarja, we’ve been over this before.” Tarja said while stepping up to Floor and shaking her hand. Floor had always seen it as common decency to call someone higher in command for Ms, Mrs, or Mr. Something that she would probably never stop doing.

“Tarja… how was your travel here?” Floor asked, both of them moving towards the control room entrance.

“It was amazing! The park seem to have grown so much since I’ve been gone! How’s it doing?”

Having memorized her papers before she stepped into the car, Floor spoke up.

“We're up two and a half percent over last year, a bit lower than our initial projections-“

“No, no, no, how's it doing? Are the guests having fun? Are the animals enjoying life?”

Feeling a bit off course by the question, Floor cleared her throat and answered Tarja’s question.

“Well, guest satisfaction is steady. In the low nineties. We don't have a way to measure the animals' emotional experience.”

“Sure you do. You can see it in their eyes, right?”

“Of course. And the marketing department thought that we could offset some of the costs-”

“Ah, enough about costs! John Hammond entrusted me with his dying wish, and not once did he mention profits. "Spare no expense", he used to say.

Ugh, Floor really hated that saying. She was reminded of it constantly whenever she and Tarja met and discussed business. Spare no expense was a good saying and idea, but in practice it didn’t work like that.

“I appreciate that, but the reality of operating a theme park is that it requires-“

“Don't forget why we built this place, Floor. Jurassic World exists to remind us how very small we are. How new. You can't put a price on that.”

As they reached the door, Floor moved her keycard across the screen and listened for the click of the door so that they could step inside. And once they both heard it, Floor placed her hand on the handle and pressed it down.

“Okay, now show me my new dinosaur..”

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After scaling a couple of stairs in high-heels, the women entered the control room, immediately greeted with huge, glass windows. To their left sat a security guard with a sandwich in one hand and a coffee mug in the other.

“Unbelievable…” Floor thought, feeling quite embarrassed that the boss over the entire park had to see that they had hired such an incompetent idiot. But Tarja’s eyes were trained on the glass, Floor taking the opportunity to signal for the security guard to leave. After he did, Floor spoke up.

“We hit a few speed bumps early on. It began to anticipate where the food would come from. One of the handlers nearly lost an arm. The others threatened to quit if I couldn't guarantee their safety.” Floor said while they moved closer to the windows. The only thing they could see was dense jungle.

“She’s intelligent then?”

“For a dinosaur.”

“And that?” Tarja said darkly and pointed to the small crack in the glass.

“It tried to break the glass.” Floor exclaimed, her heart beating nervously in her chest. That had been a panic filled morning for the employees when the report had come in about the attempted escape. But the crack was on the long list of little things to fix around the park.

“I like her spirit.”

Those were just the words Floor loved to hear.

Suddenly, a growl could he heard from the thick trees. Something was moving through the green scenery, the shape of a large, white back and the side of a white abdomen area disturbed the otherwise still leaves. Floor could faintly feel the vibrations of the dinosaur’s footsteps.

“Oh it’s white… you never told me it was white…”

Looking over at the other woman, Floor could see the awe and the fear in her eyes. In that moment, she wanted to do a victory dance. But that had to wait. All of Floor’s hard work had payed off.

“Think it’ll scare the kids?” Floor asked while moving closer to Tarja.

“The kids?! This will give the parents nightmares…”

“Is that good…”

“It’s fantastic…” Tarja said breathlessly.

As Floor could clearly make out a yellow eye looking in their direction, Tarja spoke up.

“Can she see us?”

“They say it can sense thermal radiation, like snakes.”

Pausing for a moment, Tarja turned fully towards the other woman.

“Say, I thought there were two of them. That’s what you said on the phone when you gave me the good news.”

“There was a sibling in case this one didn’t survive infancy.”

“Where’s the sibling?”

“She ate it.” Floor said matter of factly, watching as Tarja’s eyes turned wide and showed disbelief. Ingesting the information while turning away from Floor, the women watched as the Indominus disappeared through the jungle.

Tarja surveilled the walls for a while before speaking.

“So the paddock is quite safe then?”

“We have the best structural engineers in the world.”

“Yeah, so did Hammond.”

Floor didn’t respond to that, her mind still cursing Hammond and his foolishness. It had been ten years. They were smarter now. They had better technology. The Indominus was safe in its enclosure.

“There is an animal trainer here. Part of a research team one of my companies is running. Merel Bechtold.”

Feeling how her entire stomach twisted at the name, Floor was close to gasping, her hand once more reaching for her wedding ring. It was still hard to hear that name without her heart beating painfully.

“I know who she is.” Floor said with as little emotion as she could.

“Her animals often try to escape. They’re smart. She has to be smarter.”

Turning away from the other woman, Floor took a deep breath while trying to compose herself.

“And the veterinarian. Charlotte something… we need to ensure that the dinosaur is happy after all. Weren’t you dating?”

A big smile stretched across Floor’s face at the name, the thought of Merel seemingly being blown away for the moment.

“Wessels, her last name is Wessels. And we got married six months ago.”

“Congratulations.” Tarja said and smiled warmly.

“I want both Merel and Charlotte here to inspect the paddock. Maybe they see something that we can’t.”

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After saying goodbye to her boss and knowing that she would be in her office during the rest of the day, Floor got conformation of her wife’s whereabouts through the main control room and began making her way over there.

She rarely got to see Charlotte during the day due to them working in two very different departments. And when they got home to their hotel room, they would barely have energy to make food before they both collapsed onto their bed together. They knew that this type of living wasn’t good for their marriage, long arguments into the night had proved that much.

Pulling up to the veterinary clinic on the East Plains, Floor spotted the sick Triceratops lying on its side inside the cage it was held in, a woman with a distinctive set of red hair tending to the animal. Charlotte’s passion for animals had always been great, her job with large mammals recognized by the park’s employers and they gave her an opportunity that she couldn’t refuse.

Exiting the car, Floor breathed in the fresh air while looking over the mountains and how they broke through the dense jungle, a flock of Gallimimus foraging for food on the edge of it. A name was circling around in her head, a name that she would do anything to forget.

Merel.

Why was she even needed? Floor had had engineer after engineer looking over the enclosure and they had declared it safe. She didn’t need this “expert” to have a look at it too. But Tarja was her boss and she had to obey.

Opening the door to the clinic with her keycard, Floor was met with cupboards with medicine, x-ray and surgery equipment, and other things used for examinations. Floor wasn’t really familiar with the care of the animals or what was needed. She just signed the papers if new equipment needed to be purchased. Towards the end of the room, and next to a touch screen with what seemed to be a journal displayed on it, was a door. And through that door, Floor spotted her wife.

The heavy breaths of the Triceratops greeted Floor as she stepped out into the sun once more, Charlotte listening to the animal’s chest with a stethoscope, eyes closed and mind focused on the rhythmic breathing.

“Hey.” Floor said carefully, Charlotte’s eyes snapping open and a smile replacing the focused look on her face.

“Hey!” the redhead said while putting the stethoscope around her neck and walking up to her wife. Charlotte’s arms were quickly wrapped around Floor’s neck, her head tilting back and connecting her lips with Floor’s own in a heated kiss. Placing her hands on Charlotte’s hips, Floor marveled at how soft her wife was, her spirit free and caring. A sharp contrast to Floor’s harder and distrusting one. But maybe that’s why they fit so well together, and why their relationship bloomed under such straining working conditions. And why it didn’t work with some…

Pulling away from the kiss and shaking away the sinking feeling in her chest, Floor faced her wife’s worried gaze.

“What’s wrong?” she asked gently, playing with the small strands of hair at the back of Floor’s neck. The touch felt good, eliciting tiny sparks along her spine and making her heart pound. Charlotte always had that effect on her. Floor could be in the middle of a breakdown over the stress of keeping the park together, but one touch from Charlotte and she instantly became calm.

“Ms. Turunen asked me to bring some experts to the Indominus enclosure to make sure that the dinosaur was fine and secure. She wanted me to bring you… and Merel…”

Floor watched as Charlotte’s smile changed, her hazel eyes turning somber as her arms dropped from the taller woman’s shoulders.

They hadn’t spoken in a year, not since Merel had walked out on them. On their relationship. Screams and tears of heartbreak had been present at all of them. It had been the three of them for so long, sharing the same home, the same bed, they even proposed to each other at the same time. On the Costa Rica beach, under the stars, they made a promise to each other to never be apart.

And then Floor’s work took over. She was never there anymore, leaving Merel and Charlotte alone to miss her. And then Floor broke the news about the Indominus Rex and Merel lost it. She called the hybrid a monster, a being that wasn’t supposed to exist. That it would never work and destroy everything. Not just the park, but their relationship as well. And then she made a dilemma to Charlotte. Would she stay with Floor or Merel? And when she couldn’t answer, Merel packed her stuff and left their room.

Charlotte had cried for two days straight.

“Oh?” the redhead said and began hugging her middle.

They hadn’t seen or talked to Merel in a year, Floor only knew that she still worked at the park. They hadn’t made an attempt to re-connect. Something that had been all too present during their wedding day, how they had cried not over the vows they had read, but over the person they had lost along the way. A piece of their heart was missing that day.

“Yeah. And I don’t know what to do.” Floor said, her voice cracking just a bit as she spoke. She had chosen her career over her fiancée. She would not chose her career over her wife. That’s why they were working so hard to make their relationship work.

“I don’t want you to get into trouble just because you didn’t follow orders.”

Floor wanted to shout at the conflicting emotions coursing through her mind. She loved her job, she loved making profits, to expand, and to see the park flourish. Floor loved the challenges that came with it. So she had to follow orders. She had sacrificed so much for this park.

Caressing her wife’s cheek gently with the tip of her thumb, she kissed Charlotte’s forehead before starting to hug her tightly. Floor did have the park, and in some miraculous way her wife, but they both needed closure. Merel’s departure still weighed heavily on them both.

“We can’t keep doing this, Charlotte. We can’t keep ignoring the woman we once loved. Maybe even still do…” Floor spoke quietly, sensing how Charlotte began clinging tighter to her.

“No, we can’t…” the redhead said while pulling away, Floor seeing the tears gathered in the corner of her wife’s eyes before they were forced away. Floor admired her strength, she always had. When things had been crazy, Charlotte was the one who brought peace when Floor’s and Merel’s tempers had been boiling over. Sometimes Floor wondered why Charlotte had picked her, Merel was the funny one and Floor was just… Floor. During the night when Merel had walked out, Floor was so certain that Charlotte would walk away too. And when she hadn’t, the tall brunette had cried with joy. Nowadays, she couldn’t even imagine a future without Charlotte in it.

“I’ll take care of this lady here and then we can go.” the redhead said, going back to listening to the Triceratop’s chest. And Floor looked on, thanking every force in the universe that Charlotte had stayed.

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