It's Not The Raptor DNA

Chapter 55

A/N

Hey guys! Sorry about not posting yesterday; animals first.

Guest, I'm terrible about it as well; I say around a little over a month.

OREO, I;m glad you liked the philosophy, and I'll check out the movie when I get a chance.

thesecondoreo, amen.

Guest, I know Sobek wasn't mellow in Jurassic Park III; that's why I made him old and sick. I feel like that stuff would force him to slow down.

Reference Man, I'm glad you caught the reference because that was inspired by Outlast. That scene had all of my attention.

Thank you guys for your patience and reviews! I really do appreciate them! I know this chapter might have ended at a weird spot, but this is a long chapter. Have a good day/night!

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"A Mighty God."

A shrill ringing caused Claire to almost fall out of her bed. She awoke with a snort as the dry stick of drool clung to her cheek. She blinked at the darkness in her room as she squinted at the clock.

Four in the morning.

Claire startled at the shrill ringing again, and almost knocked her phone off the bed as she tried to pick it up. It was Bridges, and Claire rolled her eyes. Sometimes Bridges would travel elsewhere and forget the time zone Claire was in. She also knew Bridges would keep calling until she picked up because he thought himself that important.

She sighed before tiredly answering, "Time zones, Mr. Bridges; it's four in the morning..."

Claire was slumped over as her hair stuck out in a wild mane. She half wiped the drool from her face before Bridges gave a tired laugh.

"I am aware of that this time, Miss Dearing. I'm on Isla Sorna right now; I just found more records on Elise."

Claire raised an eyebrow even if her eyes were closed. Her head was lolling to the side, and she knew she would fall asleep if she dared lay back down. She had no idea why this couldn't wait till morning, and Bridges answered, "I apologize, but my vet is very much like Dr. Gerry; he's not willing to postpone an animal's suffering. He wants an answer from me, and I really need you to come meet Sobek this morning. I am really sorry for this hassle, believe me; I haven't slept in two days, and I know you are incredibly busy."

Claire blinked a little bit, but she woke up more. She rubbed her eyes before asking, "Exactly how bad is Sobek, Mr. Bridges?"

The man took a drink of something before he answered, "Not as bad as we initially thought, but he does need some babying. What my vet is concerned about is putting all the effort into making Sobek better only to have to put him down; it's not fair to anyone by doing that."

Claire squinted at the clock again as she tried to think. Her first meeting was at nine, the park opened at eight, and she would probably need to give herself an hour at the very least to look Sobek over. Her board would throw a fit if she didn't bring an animal expert of some kind, but her first thought was Owen. He could be ready easily.

"Does seven work for you, Mr. Bridges?"

Claire kind of hoped not; she wanted to do this at noon so she could sleep a little longer. She sagged a little when Bridges immediately said, "Of course. I shall see you then."

Claire nodded, but startled when Bridges' voice suddenly turned soft. It was sincerely grateful.

"And, Claire? Thank you."