"Sara check the parimeter," Grissom said, with a slight twinkle in his eye. -- X-Philes World-Shipperville

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Date Posted: 19:11:01 09/19/04 Sun
Author: Rabid on the case
Subject: "Sara check the parimeter," Grissom said, with a slight twinkle in his eye.
In reply to: kenamom 's message, "Strange XF things happening....." on 15:02:33 08/28/04 Sat

"Check it for what?"

"These are Vespidae," Grissom wafted a hand to indicate the buzzing menaces. "Look for a concentration of activity."

"You want me to tail the wasps?" Sara tried and failed to suppress her grin.

"Vespula maculata!" Came a precise and yet softly feminine announcement, cutting above the drone of insects. "Whitefaced hornets. Third to arrive at the scene of decay."

Sara turned around to stare and felt an immediate jab of jealous. The woman, picking her way over rough ground, was an old world beauty. Her milk white skin looked luminous in the early morning light. The slight breeze caught her red hair and whipped strands of it across her face. Sara frowned at her impractically tight skirt and high heels.

Grissom looked up and smiled. "Agent Scully! Good to see you again." He stood and dusted his hand off on his slacks before extending it in greeting.

Scully took his offered hand but her narrowed eyes didn't meet his. Instead they swept across the lonely stretch of wilderness camp. "Your call caught me off guard, Gil. It's been what? Ten years?"

"Sara and I," he nodded toward his companion, still lingering at his side, "are up here for the conference, same as you. I heard you would be speaking, intended to look you up."

"I appreciate the thought but if you're working a case...I don't do forensics anymore and even if I did, Canada is a bit out of my juristiction."

"This isn't a crime scene...at least...not officially. And juristiction is moot. We are a long way from Vegas." His gaze, like Scully's assessed the area as he spoke.

"What happened here?" Scully asked as she and Grissom both focused on the large green tent on the far side of the clearing. Even at a distance it seemed desolate.

"The essential question," Grissom grinned. He turned to look down at Scully. "Help me find out."

Rabid/Raeann
*cue the WHO ARE YOU? and THE SPOOKY X-F THEME

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