Before Jurassic World

Chapter 30

Two weeks.

I'd been awake and imprisoned in the clinic for two full weeks undergoing every test known to man, but today I was being released.

Whether the doctor agreed to it or not.

"Can you double check the bathroom and make sure everything is out?" I asked Owen as I stuffed my clothes into a bag as best I could with only one hand, "After that we can start taking all these flowers and cards out to your car."

"Jo, the doctor said it was possible you would be released today," he told me gently. It did not escape my attention that he had retreated to the opposite side of the room first. "Possible doesn't necessarily mean it's going to happen."

My hands stilled and I slowly raised my eyes. I've always had an uncanny ability to communicate using just facial expressions, and right now I was letting Owen know I was one step away from losing my shit in a big way. He took another involuntary step back.

"I'm leaving. Today. I don't care what Dr. Uptight says. You can help or you can leave."

"You're looking a little crazy babe."

That was probably because I was crazy, and while Owen may have thought he'd reached the bottom of my craziness he was now discovering there was also an underground garage stocked full of even more crazy.

"Owen, I'm fine. All my tests have come back normal," I told him resuming my clumsy packing.

I heard him sigh in response, "Except for having absolutely no memory prior to the accident."

Right. Except for that one, minor detail.

"I may never remember. I just need to accept it and move on. I can do that at home."

He gave me a look that clearly conveyed he didn't believe in my new found coping skills. He was right, not that I'd ever tell him though. I was 100% not OK with the hole in my memory and the fact that I had no way of figuring out why someone had tried to kill me. Again.

Claire had filled in some of the blind spots when she stopped by for a visit yesterday. I cringed recalling her explain how I flew into what she described as a "fit of rage" that culminated with me pinning Dr. Wu against a wall. I'm pretty self-aware and understand that I may, from time to time, have anger management issues, but I wouldn't choke slam someone without a really good reason. Most of the time anyway.

I knew the key to my untethered descent down a cliff had something to do with Dr. Wu, but had no idea why. It could just be as simple as hatred because, let's be honest, Dr. Wu hated me almost as much as I hated him, but he seemed like too much of a pussy to push me of cliff. And if he did, why now? Owen was quick to point out my list of enemies was not lacking so there was no way to decisively say Dr. Wu was behind the accident, but somehow I just knew it had something to do with him. More specifically, whatever transpired that night in Claire's office. Too bad I couldn't prove anything because I couldn't remember anything.

"Hey, are you OK?" Owen asked, sitting down beside me on the bed. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear gazing at me questioningly.

I smiled at him pulling him forward by his shirt. I brushed my lips against his tenderly before saying, "I'm fine. I just...I can't stay here any longer. I want things to get back to normal or at least normal for me. If I don't get out of this room soon I'm going to lose it."

"I'm going to take some of this stuff out to the car. I'll see if I can find the doc," Owen said as he rested his forehead against mine, "Please try to stay put and not cause trouble until I get back."

"And here I was about to comment on how sweet you are, but then you go and ruin it."

He shot me a cocky grin over his shoulder as he got up, grabbing a couple vases on his way out the door. I felt my heart rate increase and did my best to look unfazed...it didn't work. Stupid, sexy raptor trainer.