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    Their hands brush, and all at once Ellie is back in the stupid fucking Jurassic Jeep, Ian’s hand around her wrist, lightly, so lightly. Chaos theory, she thinks, unable to look away from his doe-dark eyes. Drop, drop of water.

    It’s between them almost tangibly, she thinks, so thick, the unspoken memory of it. Dragging him, bleeding, into her arms in the truck. Blind with terror for him, herself, for Alan--a never ending mantra, please God let us be okay. The terror, yes, and yet also a faint, half-remembered tension--some dark thing, glistening with potential, like a pool of oil, a tenuous ocean.

    She picks up his glass, sips. Faint warmth from his fingers on the stem of the glass.

    “Mm. Much better.”

    He holds her gaze as he lifts the glass to her in a little salute, then to his lips.

    “Anything for you, my dear.” And it’s a joke, obviously, said lightly, and yet--the ocean burns.

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    A year after Jurassic Park, Alan and Ellie are living together in Denver. They run into an old friend--Ian Malcom--also living in the area. Things get sexy.

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    11 Aug 2025