Strange Happenings in Portland Oregon

(Note: I'm primarily using the first season of Fringe... Keep that in mind)

"'Claims of creature sightings', really?" Astrid exclaimed after reading the file, "This is probably going to wind up being a hoax." she said handing the file over to Peter and Olivia. "With what has happened recently, I can't afford to make that assumption." Broyals sighed, "Plus I have it on good authority that these claims are all too real."

Walter looked up from his root beer float and wandered over towards them. "These 'creatures' are most likely some sort of manifestation of the other side." Walter padded around worriedly, "barring that, it could be any number of nasty things... mass hallucinations caused by-"

"Yes, yes, we get it Walter." Peter waived his hand at Walter dismissively, "I think it's worth checking out." Peter said shrugging slightly. Olivia reached over and looked at the file, "It doesn't really say much on what we might be dealing with... but I guess flying into a case half-blind is becoming a bit of a specialty for us..."

"But who do we talk to when we get there?" Peter wondered suddenly, "The people filing these claims?" Broyals shook his head, "All of them were left anonymously." he said, taking back the file from them, "It looks like the only way to get to the root of the issue, is to just go there and start investigating."

"Oh goody," Walter said, mostly to himself, "I'll start packing the necessary equipment!"

Walter marched back and forth "Amistad, I am going to need your help."

"Astrid..." Astrid said sighing, as she got up slowly, muttering to herself... "My... name...is... Astrid." Peter chuckled to himself as Astrid left, "At least Amistad is a complement.." Olivia looked at Peter with slight confusion before realization dawned on her, "Amistad means feminine in Spanish…" she said nodding, "At least it's better than when he called her ostrich."

"You know," Olivia said turning to Peter as Broyals left to make travel arrangements for the team, "if it weren't for the craziness that I've seen first hand, I wouldn't think these creature reports were anything other than a prank."

"I can't even believe some of the things we've seen…" Peter sighed, "Who knows, this might be one of our more 'normal' cases."

"What are the chances of that?" Olivia asked sarcastically as she walked towards the door to the lab. "Slim to none…" Peter said as he followed her out the doorway to go start packing.

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"Oh no, that wasn't awkward at all." Nick said with a slightly sarcastic tone tingeing his words, as he pushed his plate away. Monroe scratched behind his ear apologetically, and Nick breathed deeply,

"So where would someone, like yourself, go to get these things?" Monroe considered Nick for a moment before speaking, "…I might know of something… I heard about it through the creature grapevine."

"Okay," he said, leaning forward, "where is it?"

… Much later (Post bust)…

"Well, at least THAT is over." Nick said sitting lazily on Monroe's couch, "I don't think these cases can get any weirder."

"Dude," Monroe admonished, "You did NOT just say that!"

"Huh?" Nick said angling his head questioningly. "You never say that! Whenever someone says that in movies, things always GET weirder!"

"That's a myth-" Nick began to say when Monroe cut him off, "Nick, you of ALL people should know that the truth is stranger than fiction!" He gestured angrily at himself, "A month ago you thought I was a myth!" Nick froze at that one, unable to come up with a decent response.

"Monroe shook his head, "Unbelievable, you have absolutely no survival instinct!"

"What do you mean by that?" Nick admonished in a questioning tone.

"You're a Grimm, who is currently in the home of a Blutbad… one of your ancestor's many natural enemies might I add… Had I been so inclined, I could have killed you when you napped on my couch just last week!"

"I told you before, I trust you Monroe." Nick said softly, "Believe it or not, you are trustworthy."

"I don't really deserve anyone's trust." Monroe insisted, "Not that I don't appreciate it, mind you." He sat down in a huff, placing his face in his hands.

"All I'm saying is that I've had nothing but creature cases since becoming a Grimm." Nick said quietly, "I'm about due for a normal case."

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"Part of me want's this to be a hoax." Olivia admitted as they disembarked from the plane, "I mean you'd think at least one 'Fringe' case would be somewhat in the realm of normalcy."

"You of ALL people should know that the truth is often stranger than fiction." Peter said as he adjusted the shoulder strap of the bag he was holding, grunting under it's weight. "Walter, what did you put in this bag, bricks?"

"Be careful with that Peter," Walter said panicking slightly, "that bag contains some delicate equipment!" Peter rolled his eyes and breathed deeply, "Of course Walter…" Peter muttered under his breath, "…why is it the fragile equipment is also the heaviest?"

"Just your luck I guess." Astrid said giggling slightly.

"So where should we start searching?" Peter said as he placed the bag into the back of the car that the FBI had provided.

"Might I suggest the woods?" Walter said with a thoughtful tone in his voice, "a lot of the reports are centered around forested areas."

"Okay then, sounds like a plan." Peter acknowledged, "Then it's into the woods we go!"

"You did not just say that." Olivia said in disbelieve as she placed her face behind her open palm.

"I totally did."

To Be Continued