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Epilogue
One Month Later
Lex was running around the kitchen in her apartment, trying to get all of the ingredients she would need to make the perfect dinner. She had already been to the grocery store three times in the last hour, and she was just about sure that she had everything she needed now. She had the radio on and was singing with it, as she prepped the steaks. The radio was so loud, that she almost missed the phone ringing. She jogged to the other side of the room, turned the radio down, and picked up the phone. Her hands were completely messy.
"Hello?"
"Lex, I need you to get something for me at Mom's house," Tim asked.
Lex sighed, as she looked at the condition of her kitchen.
"Can't you get Mom to get something from Mom's house, Tim?"
"Yeah, except for she's not answering her phone. I've been trying to call her all day."
Lex thought about it for a minute.
"Oh, yeah. She was going out to an auction, or something, with Grandpa. She told me she wouldn't be home until late tonight."
"Okay. So, could you go over there for me?"
"What do you need so bad, that you can't wait til tomorrow? I'm a little busy here."
"It's a very important phone number. If I don't call Professor Smith by tonight, I can forget about getting into that museum in Montana."
"Can't you just look it up again?"
Tim was getting annoyed.
"No. It's his private number."
"Can't you get if from Dr. Grant again?"
Alan had set up a meeting with the curator of the museum in Montana, after Tim expressed some interest in moving out that way, for the summer. It was a very good job with the Fort Peck Project team. Tim had gotten into paleontology because of Alan in the first place, really, and it would be great if he could actually work near the man. And maybe, someday, he could actually work alongside Alan, on a dig site. It would be after some years of schooling, of course, but he had it to look forward to. Right now, Tim was working the job at the University of California Museum of Paleontology that he had so desperately wanted, also rescheduled, and reconfirmed by Alan.
"No," Tim said bluntly.
"Why?"
"Because."
Tim didn't want to look stupid, calling Alan back for a phone number that he should not have misplaced in the first place. He couldn't understand why his sister didn't understand that.
"Because why?" Lex continued.
Tim took the phone away from his mouth. Lex was sure he was hitting it up against something in anger.
"Will you just go over there. You're being a pain, Lex. Please, just go over there."
"Okay, okay."
"Thank you."
"I'll call you later with the number."
"Why are you so busy today anyway? Gotta a hot date or something?" Tim asked.
Lex didn't answer.
"Oh, my God. You have a hot date tonight," Tim repeated, laughing. "Unbelievable."
Lex took offense to that.
"And why is that unbelievable?"
"I'm just joking with you."
Lex relaxed some.
"Yeah, whatever. I'm hanging up now."
"Wait, wait. Who is it?"
"Good bye, Tim."
"Come on, Lex. Tell me."
Lex thought it over a second or two. While she was silent, Tim took some guesses.
"It's not that guy from that gym, is it? What's his name again? Stan?"
"No, it's not Stan."
"It's not that guy from Kinko's is it? I hope not. He was creepy."
"No, Tim. It's not the guy from Kinko's."
"How about that---"
"It's Ethan," Lex said, cutting her annoying brother off.
"Who?"
"Ethan Davis. Ian's stepson. Remember? Computer guy. Getting chased by dinosaurs? Any of this ring a bell, Tim?"
She could hear him laughing on the other end.
"How did you manage that one?" He was finally able to ask.
"What do you mean?" Lex asked, clearly offended again.
"Did you call him or something?"
"No. He called me. We've been talking since two days after the incident on Isla Norte. He lives in California, too. San Francisco area. He's flying in tonight. We're going to have dinner."
Lex was staying at her apartment for the rest of the summer, and then she was planning on finding a place close to Stanford again. And now that she knew Ethan lived in the Bay area, she would be very close to him, as well.
"Oh, I see," Tim said.
"I have no idea why I'm telling you this. I'm going now. I've got a lot of cooking to do, before he gets here at 7:00. If I have to go get you a stupid phone number, I'll have to get a move on here."
"Okay. Thanks, Lex. I owe you one," Tim said, and then he actually became sincere, "and good luck with tonight."
"Thanks. Talk to you later."
Lex hung up the phone and grabbed her keys and purse, heading for the door. On the drive to her Mom's house, she was thinking about her life and how Ethan could fit into it. She decided that he would fit just perfectly, if that's what he wanted, as well. She smiled, as she continued down the road.
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Marcus Envoy was sitting all by himself in the waiting area. He had been cuffed to the table by one of the security officers and was waiting, rather impatiently, for his unknown visitor. Finally, after about 10 minutes, the door to the waiting room opened. Envoy looked toward the door and frowned.
"John Hammond. Why on earth would you come here to see me. I have told you over and over again, that I do not want to see you."
Envoy stood up and began to make loud vocal requests to be taken back to his cell. Hammond smiled, as Henry assisted him to the table.
"Now, now, Marcus. I have come here in a completely innocent manner. I simply want to talk to you for a few minutes, and then I'll be on my way, I assure you. Please, stop that annoying yelling, would you?"
Envoy looked at him, and then sat back down, completely quiet.
"What do you want?"
"I understand that you have some information, regarding the whereabouts of Mark Degler."
Envoy smiled, as he realized what the visit was for.
"I might have something. Yes."
"Well, I would be willing to hear you out, if you like."
"Mr. Hammond, why would I want to reveal anything to the man responsible for putting me in here?"
Envoy had been picked up from Isla Norte, about three hours after everyone else had left the island. He had been very afraid for those three hours. He had tried to reach Bodan or Jacob on the walkie talkie, but neither man answered. He had slowly begun to realize that he was all alone on the island. And to make matters worse, the Suchomimus had made its way through the large underground tunnel and was investigating the area around the lodge, which had been where Envoy was hiding. He had remained on the second floor of the building, and was understandably shocked and frightened when he noticed that one of his creations was walking very close to where he was hidden. Just when he had thought the giant dinosaur would find him and tear down the walls to get to him, he had heard a helicopter. He had been able to communicate with the helicopter with his walkie talkie and had made his way to the roof of the lodge. He had been safely picked up there, only to be arrested soon after, when he had arrived back on the Baja Peninsula.
He could still picture the Suchomimus roaring at the tiny helicopter, as it lifted off and made its way back to Mexico. It was something that he would never soon forget, as it was also the one thing that gave him numerous nightmares at night.
Hammond simply smiled.
"I believe it was you, yourself, responsible for your arrest, Marcus. Not I. You dug your own grave, so to speak."
Envoy became angry again.
"Get out. I'm finished talking with you."
Hammond stood up slowly, with Henry's help.
"Okay. I'll leave, if that's what you want. But let me tell you this. If you would have cooperated, I would have been able to get your sentence reduced."
Envoy let Hammond get all the way to the door before he finally spoke.
"How could you get my sentence reduced?"
"Let's just say that I have friends in high places, Marcus. Friends who owe me."
"And you can guarantee that my sentence will be reduced?"
"Yes. I can guarantee that."
Envoy stared into the man's eyes for a few minutes. He had nothing to lose. If he said nothing, he would rot in prison forever. If he did say something, he might still rot in prison just as long, but Hammond could have been telling the truth. He decided to cooperate.
"Mark Degler is in France. At least, that was the last report that I received on him."
Hammond grew very excited, as he came back to the table.
"And when was this?"
"About a week ago," Envoy answered.
Henry had been quiet up until that point. He felt the need to ask something now.
"How are you continuing to receive information about Mr. Degler, from here, sir?"
Hammond smiled to himself, as Henry asked the exact question that he was about to ask. Envoy laughed.
"I have my ways, young man."
Hammond sat back down.
"Who would I contact to find out the exact information?"
"My associate, Charles Frederick."
"And where can I find this Mr. Frederick?"
"I will have him contact you. He doesn't want people to know where he is."
"Okay, then," Hammond said, as he got up again. "I'll be in touch, Marcus."
Envoy stood up, as well.
"I hope you keep your word, old man."
Hammond turned to look at Envoy. In a few ways, the man was like a younger version of himself. There was a lot more that was different, though. He admired the way Envoy had built his empire, but he didn't admire the way he managed it.
"I will keep my word."
Hammond and Henry left the waiting area and made their way outside. Henry assisted Hammond into the limo, and then got in next to him. The driver started the limo.
"Sir, why would you care where Mark Degler is?"
"I don't, Henry."
"Then why did we come all of this way to ask about him?"
"I wanted to get the name of Envoy's contact. This Charles Frederick person needs to be found and arrested, as well. The authorities thought that I might be able to coax a name from Envoy, and they were correct."
"That is truly incredible, sir."
"Thank you, Henry."
The limo began to move.
"But why would you even care at this point?"
"Because if I cooperate fully with the proper people, I might allowed to salvage some of what is left on that island, Henry."
"I don't follow you."
Hammond grew a little wary of all of the questions.
"I was able to make my Site B into a biological preserve, protecting the animals on the island. I'm hoping to be able to bring some of the new species of dinosaurs from Isla Norte, back to Isla Sorna. They would be safe there. Safe and protected."
Henry simply nodded, as he didn't want to get into a debate with his employer. Hammond laughed.
"I think the time has come, Henry. I have decided to no longer keep secrets from you. You are one of my most trusted employees and friends, so I will try to be a little more open with you from now on."
"Thank you, sir."
The limo turned out of the jailhouse and continued down the road.
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Ian was in a taxi, on his way home. He hadn't been home since the events on Isla Norte, and he was very much looking forward to some rest and relaxation. He had been on a whirlwind tour of sorts, for Hammond, traveling the country, doing seminars. Everything about the dinosaurs was out in the open now, and Hammond had asked him to be the mouthpiece for the movement to imprison Envoy indefinitely. Of course, Ian couldn't let the chance go by, to tell the world that he wasn't crazy after all. He became very well known, all over again, only this time it was in a good way. This time, he was admired, and not made into the butt of jokes. He was able to get his credibility back, in just a few short weeks. And, as an added bonus for Hammond, people were warming up to his "save the animals" campaign.
The taxi stopped in front of his house, in the upper West side of New York City. He got out and grabbed his bags from the trunk. He tipped the taxi driver, and then walked up the stairs to his front door. When he opened the door, and walked inside, his taste buds were instantly hit with a very pleasant smell. He kicked the door closed, with his leg, and then set his bags down on the floor. He took a few steps toward the kitchen, and then stopped completely shocked by what he saw.
Sarah Harding had moved into the doorway of the kitchen. She was staring at him. Ian thought she looked absolutely beautiful, and then she smiled, making her even more beautiful.
"Hello, Ian," she said softly.
"Sarah," Ian said, nodding.
He still couldn't believe what he was seeing. Sarah had left him over four years ago, although it seemed a lot longer than that to Ian. She had never taken the time to even call him after the breakup, much less show up in the flesh. He did the first thing that came to his mind. He walked up to her and hugged her. She hugged him back, which made him understandably happy. Suddenly, it felt as though she had never left and that it was just a bad dream that he had conjured up in his head. He felt so comfortably at ease, standing in the kitchen, embracing her. And she smelled so good. As he was reminiscing in his mind, he began to remember why she left in the first place. He came back to reality. He let her go and looked at her.
"I thought you hated me," he said.
"Well, I do," she said.
Ian looked confused.
"But you know something, Ian? Love and hate are so very close together, I finally settled for thinking that I loved you so much, it hurt me. I really wanted to see you again. After I found out what had happened to you, on that island . . . again . . . I just had to see you for myself."
"I've missed you, Sarah."
"I've missed you, too, Ian."
Ian looked over her shoulder, into the kitchen.
"Did you cook?"
Sarah laughed at him.
"Oh, come on. You know I don't do the cooking thing. I haven't changed that much."
Ian laughed, as well.
"Well, what smells so good in there, then?"
"Take-out. You'd be surprised what people will deliver for the right amount of cash. Come on. Let's eat, shall we?"
"After you," Ian said, gesturing toward the kitchen.
The two of them ate and talked for several hours. Ian wasn't quite sure yet, but it looked as though Sarah wanted to get back in his life again, to give it another try. He wanted her back in his life, more than ever before. And he wanted to change. He actually wanted to change. He finally wanted to think of someone, other than himself. He would take this really slow, of course, but since Sarah had made the first move, he knew there was a hint of a chance there. He decided, right then and there, that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Sarah, and he would do his best to talk her into that wild idea.
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Alan was sitting in his trailer at the dig site, talking on the phone with his cousin, Richard. They were planning on taking an extended family vacation, back to where it all began. Melbourne, Australia. Ellie was going, as well, with Charlie and Samantha. Alan was looking forward to introducing Ellie to his family. His parents lived in Australia all their lives, and had only come to visit him once, since he had been in America. It was before he had even met Ellie, so he was excited about them meeting the love of his life.
"So it's all set, then," Richard said.
"Yes. In February, we'll all go down there."
"Ellie will be very surprised, just how crazy our family is, Alan."
"Richard, I'm offended," Alan joked. "It was your side of the family that was crazy, not mine. Don't you remember?"
Richard laughed.
"Okay, you might have a point there."
"Yes I do," Alan said, laughing, as well.
"So when are you sending Jodie back?"
Jodie had been staying with Alan the last four weeks. She had wanted to see the dig site and spend some time with him. Richard had agreed with no problem, and even promised to come visit himself. Alan was on his way to getting the father and daughter close again. It would be a tough road, but it was attainable.
"Well, I figured I could keep her until school starts again, if that's okay?"
"Sure. She's all yours, Alan."
"She's having a great time here. She's learning a lot about fossils. And Ellie and the kids should be here this afternoon."
"Ellie's not there?"
"No, she needed to go back to Arizona. Something about the house. She's getting ready to sell it."
Ellie had been staying with Alan at the dig site, since they had gotten back. Her mother still had the kids. Patricia had insisted on taking them on an extended vacation, to let Alan and Ellie get all of Ellie's affairs in order. Ellie had seen Charlie and Samantha, about two weeks ago, and now Patricia was bringing them to Montana that afternoon. Ellie was flying in, as well, from Arizona. Soon, the new family would be all together. Alan was able to find Ellie a suitable house to rent, very close to the dig site. He didn't want to pressure the kids into living in the same place with him yet. He and Ellie talked about doing that gradually.
"Oh, I see. Any trouble with her ex-husband?" Richard asked.
"No. Mr. Hammond has assigned bodyguards to all of us. It's a very weird feeling, having a stranger following you around, everywhere you go. But it's necessary I suppose."
"From what I've heard about this guy, Alan, I would have to agree with having the bodyguards," Richard added.
While Alan was talking to Richard, he heard the sound of a car pulling up. He stood up, and looked out his window.
"I've got to go, Richard. Ellie is here."
"Okay. Talk to you later. And tell Jodie I said good-bye."
"I sure will. She's with one of my prized students. I'll tell her to call you later, okay?"
"Thanks."
Alan watched Ellie get out of the car outside. Less than a minute went by, and then he saw another car pull up and stay back, a little way. It was the bodyguard.
"Good-bye," Alan said.
He hung the phone up and quickly made his way outside. Ellie looked completely relaxed, as he approached her. There was a slight wind kicking up, causing her hair to gently wave in the wind. She had sunglasses on, and Alan could see his reflection in them. He took a good look at himself and smiled, as he noticed how anxious he looked.
"Hello, Ellie," he said.
She smiled at him, and then she hugged him.
"How did your appointment go this morning?"
Alan had gone to the doctor about his shoulder that morning. It was healing satisfactorily, and the appointment was very successful.
"It went well. He said I should have no trouble getting full mobility back. I just need to do some exercises to strengthen the muscles again."
"That's a relief. I was worried about that," Ellie said. Then she looked at him closer. "Where's your shoulder sling? Did he say you could go without it?"
"Not exactly."
"Alan," Ellie said, in a scolding manner.
Alan leaned in and kissed her. The diversion worked. She kissed him back, and put her arms around his neck. Her right hand had a cast on it, that went to about the middle of her forearm.
"I don't really need that sling now, okay? No worries on this end," he said smiling.
Ellie gently laughed. She looked around the dig site.
"My Mother isn't here yet?"
"Nope."
"That's odd. She should have been here already."
"She's always late, Ellie. I wouldn't worry about it."
"You have a point there," she said, agreeing with him.
Alan changed to subject, as they began to walk toward his trailer.
"So, how did the house thing go?"
"Good. I got everything out of it that I wanted. It's officially up for sale now."
Alan nodded, as he opened the trailer door for her. She went inside and he followed.
"You didn't bring anything with you," Alan observed.
"I had it all delivered to the house here."
"I see."
Ellie could see Alan was a little nervous about something, as he kept looking out of the window.
"What is it?"
"I'm just a little anxious about seeing your kids, that's all."
Ellie smiled. She walked up to him and directed him to the little couch in the room. She sat down next to him and grabbed his hand.
"Alan, don't worry about that. I already told you, Charlie thinks you're wonderful. And Samantha will like you, just because Charlie does. She follows her big brother around and does everything he does. They will both like you. Don't worry."
"All right, all right."
"And besides, kids love you to death, Alan. It's a very strange thing, but they do. It's probably because you don't usually like them."
"I've gotten better over the years."
"Yes, you certainly have."
Jodie walked into the trailer, at that moment. She was talking in a very excited manner, moving her hands around, as she talked.
"Kevin is just awesome, Alan. He just showed me that new Velociraptor that was discovered yesterday. It looks nothing like a dinosaur. It's just a few little rocks sticking up."
Alan began to get up from the couch.
"Oh, don't get up for me. I just wanted to come in and tell you that. I'm going back outside. Kevin is going to show me how to categorize the different types of bones, so I have to go."
Alan laughed.
"Okay, Jodie. Have fun. And don't touch anything if Kevin isn't right there."
"Yeah, I know."
Jodie opened the trailer door and ran back outside. Alan settled back on the couch. Ellie looked at him.
"She's having quite a lot of fun here," she said.
"Yeah. I think she has a crush on Kevin."
"That's kind of cute," Ellie said, laughing.
Alan nodded. He was gazing into her eyes, as she continued to laugh.
"You are absolutely beautiful," he whispered.
Ellie's eyes were lit up, as she looked at him.
"I'm so completely happy at this moment. And it's all you're doing. You know that, don't you?"
Alan nodded. He smiled, and leaned in to kiss her. They sat on the couch in his trailer, alone. They were oblivious to the rest of the world. That is, until there was the sound of a car horn. Ellie broke off the kiss and quickly got up, looking through the window. The source of the horn was exactly who she was expecting. She glanced at Alan, who was still on the couch.
"They're here!" She said, as she opened the door and ran out toward the car.
Alan got up, and walked to the door. He watched from inside, as Ellie ran up to the car. Two small children got out and ran toward her, giggling. The little boy had blonde hair, that was slightly overgrown and the little girl had light brown hair. It was medium length, and it resembled Ellie's hair in texture. He watched her kneel down and allow the tiny humans to embrace her. He took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked outside.
Ellie was on the ground, hugging and kissing her children, when she heard the door close behind her. She turned, and when she saw Alan, she looked back at Charlie.
"Do you remember Alan, Charlie?"
Charlie looked at the man who had been coming from the trailer. The man had stopped now, and was just staring at the small boy strangely. His eyes lit up, as Alan could see that he had recognized him.
"The dinosaur man!" He yelled.
Charlie ran up to Alan, who was very surprised that Charlie had remembered him. He knelt down, and the five year old jumped into his arms. Alan was stunned by the show of affection. When he had met Charlie the first time, about two years ago, he had no idea that he made just an impression on the child.
"Well, I guess he remembers you," Ellie said, smiling.
Alan looked over to her. Charlie was still holding onto him.
"Yeah, I guess he does."
Charlie let him go and began to hit Alan with a million questions, all at once.
"Can I see the dinosaur bones? Are real dinosaurs scary? What happened to Mommy's hand? I'm hungry. Do you have a bathroom?"
Alan had no idea which question to answer first. He just stared at the child. Ellie finally spoke.
"Charlie, there's a bathroom in that trailer. Just go in there and make a left."
"Okay, Mommy," Charlie said.
He skipped to the trailer door, and then he opened it.
"You know which way is left, don't you?" Ellie called out to him.
"Yes," Charlie answered, as if that was a ridiculous question.
Ellie still had Samantha in her arms. She let her daughter go and stood up. She walked up to the Alan, while holding Samantha's hand.
"Sam, this is Alan," Ellie said, introducing the two of them.
Alan was still kneeling down. He smiled nervously.
"Hello, Sam."
Samantha didn't say a word. The three year old just stared at him. Alan began to feel very uneasy.
"Say hello, Sam," Ellie said, trying to coax her.
Samantha slightly nodding at him, and then she quickly moved away from him and back toward the car. Alan could see that Patricia was out of the car now. He watched her put a bag on the roof of the car and grab Samantha. He slowly got to his feet and walked to her. As he approached, Samantha got down and got back into the car quickly. Alan didn't think much of it, as he reached Ellie's mother.
"Patricia," he said, nodding.
"Alan," she said, nodding.
Patricia grabbed Alan and hugged him. When she broke the hug off, she looked at him again.
"You're just as handsome as ever," she said, smiling.
"And you're just as stunning, as ever," he countered.
Patricia laughed. She really liked Alan. She was very happy that Ellie was back with him.
"Thank you for saving my daughter. In more ways than one."
"You're very welcome," Alan said.
Ellie came up to them. Her mother had turned around, grabbed a grocery bag from the roof of the car, and had handed it to Alan.
"What's in the bag?" Ellie asked.
"Some of Charlie's toys, that's all. He insisted that they be put into a separate bag, so they wouldn't get lost."
Ellie laughed.
"That kid is so protective of his little trucks."
Alan was already heading for the trailer, with the bag in his hand. Ellie was about to follow, when Patricia grabbed her arm.
"Samantha has been asking questions about him," she said, gesturing to Alan, who was now all the way to the trailer door.
"Really? What kinds of questions?"
"Stuff like, Who is he? Why do we have to move? Why did he make her Daddy leave?"
"That's terrible. What did you say to her?"
"I told her that you would explain everything."
"You didn't try to answer any of the questions?"
"Well, I told her that Alan was a good friend of yours, and that he was helping you through a tough time."
"Mom, she's three. I don't think she understood that."
"You're probably right. That's why you need to talk to her right away."
"Well, where is she?" Ellie asked, looking around.
"She's in the car."
"Okay, I'll get her. Go on in. I think we're going to dinner in just a little bit."
Patricia nodded and headed for the trailer. Ellie found Samantha in the car. She opened the car door and sat next to her daughter. The two of them continued to talk for a few minutes. Patricia reached the door and went inside. Charlie was already on the floor, playing with his little trucks, while Alan was right there, looking out of the window.
"So, how's it going out there?" He asked.
"I'm sure it will be fine."
Alan watched Ellie and Samantha get out of the car. They walked toward the trailer. Ellie nodded to Alan, but he noticed the slight hint of a scowl on Samantha's tiny face. He watched them walk inside the trailer. He kept his distance, as Ellie came in and sat down on the couch. Samantha went to where Charlie was and sat down next to him, watching him play with his trucks. Ellie could see that Alan was very nervous.
"So, where are we going for dinner?" She asked, trying to get him to think of something else.
"I know of a great expensive place. But the waiters are a little clumsy there," Patricia teased.
Alan looked at her and smiled.
"I think I've been to that place, one time too many," he said.
"Let's just go to a family diner. I'm starving," Ellie said.
"Sounds good," Patricia agreed.
"What about Jodie?" Ellie asked.
"I'll just bring her something back. Kevin will have her busy out there for quite awhile."
Alan went over to Charlie. He was the safe kid, as far as he was concerned.
"Charlie, let's pick up these toys, so no one trips over them, okay?"
"Sure," Charlie said.
Ellie and Patricia walked to the trailer door. Alan was kneeling down, helping Charlie put his toys in the bag. Samantha had one of the little metal trucks in her hand. Alan looked at her.
"Let's put that one in the bag, too, okay?"
Samantha stood up and backed away, with the metal truck in her hands. She stopped and screamed at the top of her lungs.
"I HATE YOU! YOU'RE NOT MY DADDY!"
And with those words of anger, she threw the metal toy truck at Alan, as hard as she could. The truck struck in square in the forehead, knocking him back a little bit, since he hadn't expected it in the least. He held onto his head, with complete shock, as he heard Ellie screaming.
"Samantha Lynn!"
Samantha ran past her Mother and Grandmother and managed to get outside. Patricia went after her, lightly laughing under her breath. Ellie watched Patricia reach Samantha, and then she turned to look at Alan. He was still kneeling on the floor, looking slightly dazed and very confused. Charlie had picked up the truck that Samantha threw at him and put it away, into the bag. Ellie stared at Alan for a few seconds, and then just started laughing.
"What is so funny?" He asked.
"You've always been great with kids, honey," she said, as she continued to laugh.
A smile began to develop on Alan's face, as well. Soon, the two of them were laughing, as Ellie helped him up. There was a very nasty little bruise appearing on his forehead already, and it made her laugh even more.
Alan snickered at her. He could hear Samantha crying outside. He shook his head, as he began to think about what sort of new adventure he had gotten himself into. At least it was an adventure that the two of them were going to plunge into, together.
The End
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Ashley (also known as Smashley)
BIOGEN
C-rex
cheri
Dinobot
fbeath
Jpgirl21
JurassicPuff
Lee
sinraptor
ultraraptor13
And on a personal note, I'd like to thank the person who helped edit the story: my neighbor Cheri. Thanks Cheri. :)