#caostheory

DreamWorks reveló el nuevo teaser trailer de Caos Theory!

Ademas tenemos finalmente fecha de estreno! Llegara a Netflix este 24 de Mayo! 🙌

**News**

DreamWorks revealed the new teaser trailer for Chaos Theory!

We also finally have a release date! It will arrive on Netflix this May 24! 🙌

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(Let's imagine that Ian's children are yours, and that you were the only "Mrs. Malcolm", I'm too lazy to write)

You were an expert paleontologist who had met Malcolm early in college.

At first, they both hated each other and couldn't even stand to see each other, given the fact that their ideas contrasted terribly.

But after a while, they realized that they were an exceptional team on the science side, before realizing that they actually liked each other.

That's how you ended up married to Ian Malcolm, a handsome scientist and mathematician who's obsessed with chaos theory.

After a while, you two had your three children.

Elizabeth Jones Malcolm, age 8, Luke Jones Malcolm, age 5, and finally, Jeremy Jones Malcolm, age 2.

Your husband and your children were without a doubt the things you loved the most in this world, but your love for science and the dinosaurs meant that you couldn't refuse Hammond's invitation to go to Jurassic Park.

And everything was going great, in the helicopter they both sat next to each other, and they even held hands during the Hammond documentary.

But the problems started when your husband started flirting with Dr. Sattler.

You just looked at Alan, who gave you a look of embarrassment and understanding.

But the seriousness of the matter began when you told Ian how you felt, he accused you of being: "Tantrum and Childish", so you got out of the car and got in with Tim and Lex.

Oh, what a bad decision.

The T-Rex attacked, you and Tim fell down the ravine into the tree, and Malcolm ended up passed out with a badly injured leg.

During the entire stay in the bunker, Malcolm prayed to God for your well-being, blaming himself for your disappearance.

And this is how it is now, you were limping as fast as you could to the convertible with Tim, Lex, Ellie and Alan at your sides.

-"Y/n!"-

Your husband yelled to see you walking with difficulty, being helped by Alan.

-"Ian!"-

When you got in the car, you hugged him as tight as you could, avoiding not rubbing his wounds.

Tears ran down both cheeks as they kissed each other desperately.

-"I'm sorry, my love, I'm so sorry, everything that happened to you was my fault"-

He told you while joining their foreheads, you sobbed.

Without separating their joined foreheads, you wrapped your arms around Ian's neck.

-"Mhmm, Mrs. and Mr. Malcolm, we are here, we are childrens please"-

Timie said, you laughed and looked at him while still hugging your husband. you patted the heads of both children.