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Ellie and Robert had been getting closer and closer as of late, spending more and more time with one another as he healed from his injuries on Isla Nublar. They were sitting on the patio outside his room, talking to one another. About nothing, about everything, and the night had gotten late, and Ellie was exhausted, tilting her head she said, "I think it's getting late, I should go." Leaning in, she kissed him gently and pulled away, "I. . .I'm sorry. . .I don't know what came over for me.







