|
Circle Of Dreams
By SimCatz
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters. The story idea is mine. J
Rating: PG
Summary: What happens when Hammond reunites the gang for a trip?
Circle of Dreams
Grant lay awake on his bed. He hadn't been sleeping for the last few weeks, due to nightmares. The nightmares had always been the same...Raptors. He had started to have the dreams after his trip to Jurassic Park. The dreams would last for a few days and then stop. Of course each year on the anniversary he would begin to experience them again. In the beginning it was easier with Ellie around, but now she was married and he was on his own.
Grant sighed as he rose out of bed, he knew it was useless to go back to sleep. Heading over to the table that was located in the middle of his trailer, he sat down and began to look over yesterday's progress reports. This was normal for him; he had been doing it for the last ten years. It had started as a habit when he was unable to sleep.
After three hours of work, Grant began to feel a slight pain in his leg. The accident back in the eighties was now causing problems. Standing up slowly, he began to stretch his leg as he walked around the trailer.
" I'm getting too old," he said to himself.
As he stretched his back he heard the familiar cracking of bones. He knew when he picked his career that one day he might begin to have back problems. But, he had survived Jurassic Park and the Kirby adventure, so a little back problem was a walk in the park.
Meanwhile, in her own kitchen Ellie was drinking her coffee as she stared into space. She placed her cup down on a stack of papers and read the title...divorce. She and Mark were getting a divorce. She wouldn't deny that she wasn’t completely saddened about it, mostly because she was still in love with Alan. Mark began to see this connection after Alan had shown up for a money-raising event and had paid her a visit. She had told Mark about her and Alan, but in the beginning she suspected that he didn't take it seriously.
The truth was that since Alan’s call for help she began to miss the friendship and the relationship that they had together. She called him once, every month after he got off the island. He always seemed distant and not like himself. After the divorce became final, she called him and he wasn't there. It had been that way for the last two weeks, she would either get his machine or assistant that would say he was busy and unable to come to phone, even if it was her.
She was heading to Montana tomorrow to talk to Alan, since he wasn't returning her calls. She had a bad feeling that something was wrong with him. Even if he wasn't physically hurt, something was bugging him. She just knew it; actually, she felt it. So many years working with him had allowed her to make a deep connection beyond anything she had ever known.
The next morning Grant found himself watching a bunch of students trying to figure out how to dig around a rock that was in the middle of a dinosaur, when a car pulled into the site. Grant looked up to see a person dressed in a tan suit.
"Dr. Grant, you have a visitor," a student yelled. Grant shook his head, wondering who was visiting him.
"Dr. Grant...I'm Thomas Radcliffe, I represent John Hammond, and I have an important message for you," Thomas stated as he approached Grant.
"How can I help you?" Grant asked in an unpleasant tone. Thomas outstretched his hand to Grant.
"What do you need?" Grant stated as he walked away from Thomas without taking his hand. He hated lawyers and anything to do with Hammond was bad news.
"Dr. Grant, Hammond needs you for a special project, he has already recruited Dr. Malcolm," Thomas stated as he followed Grant into the trailer.
"Listen, closely Mr. Radcliffe, I don't want anything to do with Hammond or Malcolm, no matter how much money is involved," Grant replied.
"It's a matter of life and death Dr. Grant...also Mr. Hammond requested you personally," Thomas stated.
"What? Is he dying or something?" Grant asked. Thomas just stared at him.
“Ohh,” Grant murmured as he noticed the man’s expression.
Ellie stepped into the luggage pickup area, when a mysterious man approached her.
"Dr. Degler," the man asked.
"Actually it is Sattler now. What can I do for you?" Ellie asked.
"Mr. Hammond is requesting your presence at a meeting," the man stated.
"What does he need?" Ellie asked as she grabbed her bag.
"I'm unable to give you that information," the man replied.
"Well, I'm meeting an old friend, so I don't think I can go..." Ellie began to say.
"Dr. Grant is already there," the man stated, cutting Ellie off.
"Alan, is already there?" Ellie quietly questioned.
Ellie hadn’t liked the idea of flying again, but it was worth it if she got a chance to speak to Alan. But this trip wasn’t all friendly. Since Hammond had requested her she felt a little worried. Actually a lot worried. When she arrived at the airport there was already a limo waiting to take her to Hammond's residence. She tried to find out any information from the driver, but he was reserved. After several failed attempts, she gave up and rested against the seat. It had taken just over an hour for her to arrive. The butler led her into the house and stated matter-of-factly that Hammond would be meeting her and the others at five o’clock. Ellie looked around the mansion in awe; she couldn’t believe how huge it was. A voice from behind interrupted her thoughts however.
“If it isn’t the lovely Dr. Sattler,” the voice stated. Ellie turned around to only come face to face with Ian Malcolm.
“Hello Ian. It’s been a long time,” she replied as she embraced him. Ian stared at her for a second, he noticed that she was looking behind him and from side to side.
“If you’re looking for Alan, I believe he is in the library, looking up some sort of information. But, honestly why look for Alan, when I’m right here,” Ian stated, adding a smile to the end of the last comment.
“Thanks Ian,” Ellie said as she started towards the stairs. She turned back and looked at Ian.
“Second floor, third door to the left,” he stated. She gave a quick nod before ascending up the stairs.
Ellie slowly open the door, and spotted Alan across the room with his nose in a book. She slowly approached him, not wanting to disturb his study. She thought about how long it had been since she had actually hugged him or kissed him for that matter.
“Hello,” was all she managed to say. She watched as Grant turned around, she couldn’t wait to see his alluring smile, but instead she was greeted with a glare.
“What are you doing here?” Grant asked as he got up from his seat.
“Same reason you’re here in all likelihood,” Ellie stated after a moment of silence.
“Go home. Nothing good can come from this meeting, and you know that,” Grant stated angrily.
“I can make my own decisions Dr. Grant,” Ellie replied back heatedly, using his last name to make a point.
“You know what…” Grant began to say when the butler interrupted them.
“Mr. Hammond is requesting your presence,” the butler stated before leaving.
“We’ll finish this later,” Grant stated as he walked out of the room. Ellie just shook her head and followed him.
4/27/2004 11:57:57 PM
Comment on this fan fiction!
|
|
|
