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Sam had been to the edge of dinosaur territory a few times. Cassie lived so far north that it would have been foolish not to just go the rest of the way a few times to see them. He had even gone into the territory a few times, but never very far. He'd seen the Jurassic Park movies enough times to know that hiking too far in was a good way to become raptor chow.

He had a feeling though that today that might change. Kate had "I make bad and dangerous decisions" written all over her. Maybe literally, since he wouldn't be surprised if she had a tattoo to that effect.

Still, she had seemed like she wasn't really enjoying the island all that much and he had told her he'd take her to see the dinosaurs. Coming from Dr. Magnus's world, that might not be all that exciting, but it was more exciting than most activities, so Sam had assembled two packs of provisions, just some trail food, water, rope, matches, and a few first aid items just in case.

All that was needed was Kate, which he wasn't sure would show or not. It was only about 10 o'clock or so, but who knew what kind of hideous hangover she might be nursing. If she did know, who knew what kind of mood or shape she'd be in.

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Wednesday evening found Sam in the Southern Clinic, which wasn't an unusual occurrence. He knew that it was Dr. Magnus' regular shift and one of the easiest ways to hunt her down. He knew that she wouldn't mind if he dropped by her hut or found her in the council offices, but he liked catching her at work on the off chance she'd have enough from time to let him see or do something especially cool.

Today, he actually arrived with some questions and some oranges. The questions weren't actually medically related, although the oranges were.

"Dr. Magnus?" he called out as he headed into the clinic.