CH.3***Be serious***

"What's the matta' Scully? The country folk pissin' ya off?" Mulder joked as he sat down beside her on a bench. Scully's frustration was apparent in the way she rolled her eyes at Mulder.

"This is ridiculous Mulder, I don't know which pisses me off more; the incompetence of that man or that I'm out here in the middle of the swamp chasing trolls-

"GNOMES." Mulder corrected.

"WHATEVER. I could be sleeping right now or doing other weekend stuff, she sighed deeply, But no. I'm out here on a case that isn't even a case."

"It is a case. You left before the Sheriff could finish. A child is dead, and there are six others wounded. Whether it be Garfield or David, there is someone or something out there attacking children that we need to seek and bring to justice."

"Died from what?" Scully's tone serious and concerned.

"Numerous stab, or 'puncture' wounds to the jugular. That isn't typical cat behavior." He squinted from the sun, and his partner held her hand to forehead to cast out the sun. Mulder was right, and she knew it. A child dead and six others wounded definitely warranted an avenue of investigation.

"I'll examine the body first thing tomorrow. I want the medical reports on the other victims and I want to examine them myself." She had finally reverted back to her usual calm and serious self.

"Let's go start making some call." Mulder replied perkily as the two walked side-by-side to their rental car.