| CHAPTER 2 |

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GOING HOME


Claire and Owen went into a cap, and drove to the airport. Claire was exhausted and yawned at least seven times on the way. The ride only took ten minutes, at most. When they arrived at the airport Owen insisted that Claire sat down while he bought the tickets. He was exhausted too yea, but he could rest on the plane. When Owen finally got the tickets, he went back to Claire who was on her phone. "Hey" He said and she looked at up him. "Hi" She had a special look in her eyes. Owen couldn't really tell if it was good or bad. She showed him her phone and said. "They say that I saved everyone's life" Owen gave her a smile and she rested her head on his shoulder. "I don't really believe them" She said and sighed. "Why ?" Owen asked and stroked some of her hair behind her ear. "It's my fault she got out" Claire said. "No, if anything it's mine, maybe Masrani's or the security guard but definitely not yours" Owen kissed her hair and gave her the phone back. "How long time till we can board ?" She asked. "We were lucky" He said and took her hand as he added. "ten minutes and" He showed her the tickets. "We are sitting together"

They got on the plane, and found their seats. Only five minutes after, Claire was already sleeping up against Owen. After a couple of minutes with adoring sleeping Claire and a glass of water, so he didn't dehydrate, Owen fell asleep too. When he woke up, Claire was still sleeping in the same position. She slept 30 minutes more, before Owen could feel something moving on his left side. "Heey" He said and kissed her temple. "How long was I asleep ?" Claire asked, rubbing her eyes and stroking the hair away from her face. "Doesn't matter, we will land in about 20 minutes" He said. "So almost the hole flight" Claire said and sighed. "Sorry" She added, which confused Owen. "Sorry ? For what ?" He asked. "For sleeping the hole time" She said. "Don't be sorry for that, I slept some of the time too" He said and asked stewardess for some water. "So, tell me" Owen said and let Claire drink her water, which she obviously needed. It was gone in a couple of seconds. "What ?" She asked. "Do you normally talk so much in your sleep ?" Owen asked and Claire was looking at him like she'd seen a ghost. "Do I" Owen stopped her. "No don't worry, I was kidding" Owen smirked at her and she hit him on the arm. "I hate you" She said, and looked out the window. "You are quit adorable tho....When you sleep" Owen added and she pretended she didn't hear it. "Hey come on, you can't be mad at me for thinking my girlfriend is cute" He said. 'My girlfriend' Claire couldn't help but smile at that. Then she turned around to face him. She didn't say anything, but a smile appeared on her lips. Then she said. "No....I can't" Owen smiled back at her, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

They landed in New York and got in a cap. Claire gave the cap driver the address to her apartment and they started driving. They arrived and Owen gave the cap driver the money. "So....this is it" Owen said, and Claire responded with a firm 'Yes'.

Claire found the key Karen had brought with her when they met in Costa Rica. Claire gave the extra key to Karen right before she moved to Isla Nublar, In case she lost her own, while moving and all that. They stepped inside and Owen was surprised. It was not as he expected what so ever. He would have thought that it was all black and white, but that was not the case. The couches were a dark grey and the coffee table white. The kitchen also white but with bright wooden counter tops. The dinning chairs was lime green and the table white. There was some shelves hanging on the walls, with pictures of Claire with Karen, Scott and the kids. And flowers, colorful flowers everywhere. On the shelves, a couple on the kitchen counter by the sink, one on the dinning table and a few next to the TV.  They must be fake he thought to himself, or there would be something wrong. "Wow....Claire" Owen said, he had no words, this was so unexpected. "What ?" She asked and looked back at him, standing there with his mouth half open. "This is" He couldn't find a word for it. "What ?" She asked while a small laugh escaped her lips. "It's so nice and colorful" That had to cover it, he thought. "And what is wrong with that ?" Claire asked, placing her hands on her hips. "Nothing at all, I just....didn't expect it" He said, walking over to her."Okay well, we both need a shower....no offence. So do you wanna go first or ?" Owen smirked at her, she was so cute standing there, being all serious. He wanted to suggest them, taking a bath together, but felt like she wasn't ready for it. "You can go first, after all, this is your apartment" He said, and kissed her. "That doesn't mean I have to go first. You can go in, and then I'll try to find some clothes and stuff in the meantime" She said and patted him on the chest. "Whatever you say" Owen said. "It's the door in the middle" She said and walked down the small hall and then to the left, which Owen could see when he went by it, was the bedroom. 

Claire managed to find some clothes for herself and for Owen too, which surprised her. "Hey Claire ?" Owen asked from the bathroom to which she answered "Yea what ?" Where's the towels ?" She found some in the closet and went out and knocked on the door. "I have some here" She said. Owen unlocked the door, and pulled out a hand to take them. "He closed the door and heard Claire slightly laughing. "What is it ?" He asked. It took a couple of seconds before she answered. "Nothing it's just, I saw your butt in the mirror" Owen couldn't help but laugh himself, because of the fact that his butt made Claire Dearing laugh. 

When Owen got out of the shower, Claire was sitting on one of the dinning chairs, waiting for him. She couldn't help but smile a little when she saw him. First because he only had a towel around his waist, because he didn't have any clothes either. And second because of what happened before."So....did you like it ?" Owen asked smirking at her. She looked at him for a second, admiring that chest of his, before saying. "Oh god stop"  while laughing. "Okay now it's my turn" She said and walked into the bedroom to grab her clothes and a towel, then headed into the bathroom. Right before closing the door she opened it again slightly, and said. "Oh by the way, there's some clothes for you in the bedroom. I hope it fits" Then she closed the door. 

She turned on the water and stepped inside. It felt better than she could've ever imagined, to get all that dirt and blood off of skin. She stepped out of the bath after around 30 minutes and dried her hair as good as possible with her towel. Then she put on a bra, a black tank top and some relaxing shorts, as Claire called it herself. She thought about putting on some real clothes but they would probably head straight to bed anyway. Maybe order some take out and that would be it.

She came out of the bathroom and found Owen on the same dinning chair she sat on before. He was smiling at her. "I guess the clothes fit then" She said and he nodded. "Yea....it does" He said, still smiling at her. It was weird for him, not seeing her in her professional suits and straight hair. This was a hole other Claire Dearing. "What ?" She asked. "I've never seen u like this" He said. She didn't quite understand what he meant so she asked. "Like what ?" A little laugh escaped his lips and he answered. "Wavy hair, no suit....shorts" She tilted her head and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "What is wrong with it ?" She asked "Absolutely nothing" He answered and walked over to her. He put his hands on her hips, and kissed her very passionately. It took Claire a second to realize it, before she swung her arms around his neck, and kissed him again. It lasted forever. They pulled back to catch their breaths. Noses touching. "I ehm....I was thinking about, maybe we could order some food" Claire said, and pulled away a little bit so she could look him in the eyes. "Sounds like a good idea" Owen said, and kissed her one more time. 


FINALLYYYYYYY

I'm srsly sorry, that chapter 2 didn't come earlier but I've already given you the reasons so....

Okay I really hope you enjoyed it, cuz well it's 1530 words so!

Plz tell me if you like or don't like the way I write, and with that I mean the details sometimes and ending the chapters where I do, and ofc the length of the chapters.

And remember, I still do one shots so, any ideas - just tell me! :3 


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