Billy and Site C

By: Udesky2 and yvonne

Chapters: 1, 2

Chapter 1: A Secret Mission

Greg Keegly stood impatiently, checking his watch over and over. There were four other people waiting along with him, and none of them looked very patient either.

"Where the hell is he?" Lionel Reed asked angrily.

"I don't know, but I do know this," Keegly said, "if he's not here in 5 minutes we're leaving without him."

Keegly and Reed were known mercenaries for hire. They were 51 and 39, respectively, and had been teamed together on several successful missions in the last 5 years. They worked very well together. Reed knew that Keegly was the boss and he never opposed him. He didn't have to, since Keegly was older and wiser and hardly ever made a wrong move when focused on a mission.

"Why do we need him anyway? We're not going there to sight-see. We're going to blow things up," another man commented.

This man's name was Bo Underwood. At 41 years old, he was the team's demolition expert and he loved his job. Probably a little too much, as his life seemed to depend on his career.

"Well, we may need Walter's expertise, since we are going to a place that used to be inhibited by dinosaurs," Francis Time explained.

Time was the youngest of the group, but thought of himself as the smartest of them all. This wasn't in any way accurate, but he would argue this point with whoever would challenge him. Underwood rolled his eyes at his attempt to explain, but didn't complain anymore. He found Francis Time to be an annoyance and didn't see the need to argue with an annoyance. He just leaned back in his chair, drinking a beer.

They were all in small airport terminal, just waiting for the sixth, and last member of the team, to arrive. Walter Dover, the biologist. Keegly had never heard of the man, but he was assured he was abundant in knowledge, concerning Isla Sorna. That's where this group was heading. After a few meetings with a very persuasive older gentlemen, a John Hammond, Keegly ultimately agreed to travel to Sorna and destroy everything on the island. Dinosaurs and facilities alike. He was being paid very handsomely, as well, which was another factor in taking the mission.

He had never failed a mission yet, and he wasn't about to fail now. He had hired the top men in his field to accompany him to the island and he was certain that, with the proper planning, this mission could be achieved rather quickly. The team consisted of 3 mercenaries, a demolitions expert, a biologist and a food preservationist. He was quite happy with the team, with the exception of the one holding them up. He looked at the rest of the men.

"Okay, that's time enough. We have to get moving. We'll have to do without him," Keegly sighed.

"Do without whom?" Walter Dover asked, as he approached.

Walter was a very large man. Keegly took one look at him and wished they had gotten off without him. He would most certainly hold up the quickness of the team. Hell, he already had done that.

"Are you Dover?" Keegly asked, hoping that he wasn't.

"Yes. Sorry I was late."

"Why weren't you here? There was a specific time mentioned for a reason," Underwood sniped.

Walter was about to answer, when Keegly interrupted.

"Well, we can figure that out later. Right now we have a plane to catch. Let's go."

The five men followed him out of the airport terminal and toward the awaiting plane. They had already loaded the plane, so they were ready for immediate takeoff. The plane crawled down the taxiway, turned onto the runway, and then with a roar of the engines, took off down the pavement, lifting off. The six people inside were relatively quiet at first, but then someone spoke.

"How long until we get there?" Steven B. Stevens asked.

He was the third mercenary. He was 2 years older than Underwood, putting him at 43. He was a very well disciplined man and usually served as a mentor to those who knew him well. He was also the listener of the team. He hardly ever said anything, as he would just observe the behavior of the others. But right now, he needed something answered, so he made himself known.

"Well, if all goes well, we should be there at sunrise. I thought is best to land and begin our preparations in the daylight hours. It's much safer that way," Keegly answered.

Stevens nodded and then went back to observing. Underwood was still irate with Walter, though. He began questioning the late man. "Okay, so what's you excuse?"

Walter had already found some snacks on board the plane. He was eating peanuts and throwing the shells in the floor. He possessed terrible manners.

"Well, that is personal."

Underwood waved a hand at him in disgust and then joined in on the silence. No one spoke. Everyone was thinking about Isla Sorna and the dinosaurs that lived there. They had all heard the stories and rumors about the gruesome place. Keegly was very satisfied with the amount of firepower and explosives that had gone along with the mission. In fact, there were more of both on this mission, than on any other mission that he had accepted.

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Several hours later, the plane was flying very near to "The Five Deaths" islands. Keegly had dozed off and was awakened by the pilot's voice on the intercom.

"Sir, we have arrived. ETA 12 minutes."

Keegly quickly stretched and then began to prepare himself for the landing. He stood up in the aisle and caught a glimpse of something out of the window nearest him. He slight bent down and squinted, to take a closer look.

"Oh, shit," he whispered.

Before he could elaborate on that sentence, the plane was rammed by some outside force, causing it to shake violently. Keegly, Underwood, and Reed were thrown to the floor, while Walter, Stephens, and Time managed to stay in their seats. Keegly hurried to his feet and yelled to Walter.

"What is it?"

"What is what?" Walter shouted, clearly frightened.

"Damn it! Look out the window! What the hell is that?" Keegly repeated.

Walter looked and immediately began to shake his head. "I - I don't know exactly. Looks like a pterodactyl or something."

"You don't KNOW what it is?" Underwood yelled, as he got back to his feet.

Before Walter could answer, there was another jolt, this one being even worse. The plane seemed to stall, ever so slightly, as it began to yaw to the right. With the wings uneven, the plane began to spin out of control, descended very quickly. From inside the plane, the world spinning and spinning. No one could make out which way was up. Even the pilots were overcome with fear and anxiety, as the flying creatures continued to prod and stab at the strange low-flying machine that had entered their territory.

The creatures weren't pterodactyls. They were much bigger, and much more dangerous, pteranodons. They continued to fly in swirls, following the plane in its downward spiral. With shrieks and squawks, they continued to use their bodies to collide with the plane, causing it to change directions several times. One of the pteranodons hit the plane just right, causing it to straighten out. The pilot was able to regain control . . . temporarily. The plane was now going straight again, but the flying creatures had already damaged the plane beyond repair. He looked at the co-pilot.

"Go tell them to prepare for an emergency landing. Get them to put their seatbelts on. Now!"

The co-pilot nodded and hurried to the passengers. He shouted for them to get to their seats and prepare for the hostile landing. Everyone did what they were told and waited for the inevitable. Keegly slightly smiled to himself, as he realized he was probably not going to complete this mission. And it was due to a plane malfunction.

The pilot continued to struggle with the controls, looking down for a suitable place to land. They were very close to one of the islands, but he wasn't sure which one is was at this point. He decided to use this island for the emergency landing. As the plane descended, he realized that the landing gear was malfunctioning. He swore to himself, but continued the descent. Now that they were closer to the ground, the threat of the pteranodons dissipated. They began to hover in wait, to see what would happen to the injured flying machine.

The plane was finally close enough to try and land. The pilot circled around, but even found that difficult, as part of the aileron cables were severely cut, making a bank to the right impossible. He took a deep breath and decided to just land where he was, even though it wasn't quite adequate. He was already so low to the ground now, he didn't have a choice. The plane hit the uneven ground violently. Since there was no landing gear, it was impossible to control where the plane was going. It headed for a nearby tree line at a very quick and frightening pace, and was engulfed by the massive trees and suddenly halted in the thick branches.

After a beat, the passengers in the back began to figure out what had happened, and began to wonder toward the cockpit. Keegly arrived there first and opened the mangled door. The pilot wasn't even in the plane. There was a large gaping hole in the windshield and it looked as though he was catapulted through it, as there was blood splattered around the area. He turned his attention to the co-pilot. He winced as he saw a rather thick tree impaled into the man's chest area. He frowned, thought about how much that must have hurt, and then headed back toward the others. When he got back there, it looked as though everyone had made it through the crash. "Okay, let's see if we can save any equipment and get the hell away from here," he ordered.

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Chapter 2: The Brennan Reception

Billy Brennan stood at the altar, awaiting his beautiful bride to come down the aisle. His best man, Alan Grant, was right beside him looking almost as nervous as Billy. It felt like some sort of dream to Billy. It was only about six months ago, when he had first asked Cheryl to marry him and to his pleasant surprise, she had accepted. Now here they were, about to spend the rest of their lives together.

He was snapped out of his dream, as the main wedding march began playing. Seconds later, Cheryl emerged with her step-father escorting her up the aisle. She arrived by his side and the fairy tale continued.

About two hours later, the young Brennan's kissed once again, silencing all of the guests, tapping their silverware against their glasses. They were at their reception and everything was perfect.

"I love you," Cheryl whispered into Billy's ear.

"Love you, too," Billy replied as they kissed a bit longer this time. A few moments later, Alan stood up and tapped his glass to get everyone's attention. With everyone looking in his direction, Alan felt slightly uncomfortable. Weddings were not his thing, so he just pretended he was at one of his seminars giving a lecture.

"I'd like to say a few nice things about Billy and Cheryl. I've known the both of them since they first started out in the paleontology field and they are very fine and dedicated young people. Separately they contribute much to their jobs and to the people around them. Together, they'll be unstoppable."

Alan held his glass up, thinking to himself that the speech was very mediocre. Everyone clapped, while some guests whistled. Then the ever present tapping of the glasses began, and Billy kissed Cheryl again.

Alan sat down. Billy looked at him.

"Thanks for that speech. And thanks for agreeing to do this. I know how much these things bother you."

"It was my pleasure," Alan said, politely smiling.

After all the wedding rituals were done and over, the young couple was finally able to relax and enjoy the rest of the party. About an hour had gone by, and Billy could do nothing but catch glimpses of his beautiful bride. He had no other wants or desires at the moment, but to just be in her company. Cheryl was the oldest child from a middle class family in Illinois. Her father had passed away when she was a teenager, leaving her mother to raise their kids alone. When Cheryl was 20 years old, her mother remarried and had been cared for, ever since. She had met Billy 2 years after that and now, four years later, they had both graduated and were going to take on the world together.

Cheryl had finally talked herself away from her side of the family and came back over to the groom. As they were whispering and laughing, Alan approached them.

"I'm only going to interrupt for a second. I promise."

The two lovebirds glanced in Alan's direction.

"Remember how I said that I couldn't afford to lose you two until next month?"

Billy looked at his boss suspiciously.

"Yeah," he said.

"Well, I lied," Alan said pulling an envelope from the inside of his tuxedo, "Here's a little something from me."

Billy took the envelope and opened it. It was an all-expense paid trip to Indonesia for two weeks. Billy had mentioned several times in the past about how he wanted to go there.

"Alan, you didn't have to do this."

"It's no problem, Billy," he said glancing at Cheryl, "Now take your beautiful bride for some well deserved relaxation. But when you two get back, I plan on working you to death."

Billy and Cheryl laughed. Cheryl hugged Alan and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks so much. This is sort of overwhelming. What a wonderful surprise."