BASEMENT OFFICE 9:00AM
Monica walked into the basement office with two cups of coffee in her hands. John had been called up to AD Skinners office, she didn't know what it was about. She walked in and placed one cup on coffee on John's desk and the other cup on her desk in front of her as she sat down. As she sipped her coffee she thought about the nightmare she had last night. She knew that having a dream where you were buried alive was not a good sign and a warning for trouble ahead. Just then John walked in with a few files in his hand he placed them on her desk.

Looks like we have a new case. John told her with a slight smile on his face.

Why are you smiling? Should I be scared? She asked curious as to his happy mood.

No you shouldn't be scared. I'm smiling because in my opinion this case is a complete waste of time, so we wont have to do much work. Apparently a small town has been experiencing a lot of accidents and a few unusual death. If you read the accidents and deaths you'll see why I think its a waste of time and for once may not be an X File' Monica took the file from his hands as he handed it to her. She silently read it for a few minutes. John all the while watching her. She tried to hide her smile.

She laughed There sending us there to investigate a bee attack?

Yep, I dunno what they want us to find. John said as he took half of the files that contained all the reports of the incidents onto his desk, sat down and started reading through them. Monica also read a few of the files. She nearly burst into a fit of laughter at a few points. Killer clown. Evil dolls. Its not something you see everyday after all. After an hours worth of reading she looked up at John, who had a slight smile on his face.

I think that they want to know why all of this stuff is happening. Monica explained to John.

Coincidence, that's all it is, its a coincidence that all this has happened in the same town. He told her his opinion.

No, theirs something going on, I mean look at all the accidence, bees, snakes, car accidents, lightening strikes, numerous fights, in my opinion that is way to many incidences to be just coincidence. She looked at John and saw he was slightly smiling. She asked a little self conscious at his unusual happy mood.

I had a feeling you would say something like that. Now that we have familiarised ourselves with the case and the facts we better go home and pack, our flight leaves in a couple of hours. They both collected there belongings, John always being a gentleman helped Monica into her coat.

Thank you. She said as they locked the basement office door. As they were walking towards there cars they talked about the case.

I really think its just a huge coincidence. John was arguing.

I'm telling you, you're hugely mistaken and I am going to prove it to you. Monica plainly stated.

That sounds like a bet. John looked at her with playful suspicion.

Depends on the wager. What are you willing to bet? Monica asked him.

How about dinner and a movie. John suggested. Monica smiled and nodded. They reached there cars that were parked next to each other.

So we have a bet? Monica asked as she held out her hand. John shook it, finalising there bet. Neither let go, the stood there for what seemed like hours staring into each others eyes. Monica eventually became uncomfortable and let go.

See you at the airport. She said and quickly stepped into her car.

See you there. John replied and entered his own vehicle. Monica pulled out first followed by John. Each going their separate ways towards their homes to pack.

LOCAL MOTEL
1:30PM
John and Monica arrived at a motel and both checked into two separate rooms with adjoining doors. John entered Monica's room, through the adjoining door, he found her getting two cans of coke from the small fridge. She handed one to him and they both took seats on the small couch. Both of them sighed as they sat down and opened the cans of drink. Each taking a long sip before they started talking.

What do you wanna do first? Monica asked.

Well, I guess we could go and asked a few of the victims some questions. John suggested.

So who should we go see first?

How about bee boy? John suggested with a smile.

That's mean. But even Monica was smiling.

Both of them finished their drinks and went out to their rental car. John, being the ultimate southern gentleman held the passenger door open for Monica. Once she was in he walked around the car and got into the drivers side. He drove to the address of one of the victim's. When they arrived Monica knocked on the door. A man of about thirty, with brown eyes and hair, he was covered in what looks like a load of spots, he only opened the door a little.

Can I help you? He asked.

Hi, I'm Agent Monica Reyes and this is my partner Agent John Doggett. We're with the FBI, are you Jonathan Luis? Monica asked as both John and Monica showed him their badges. He studied the badges and them before answering.

Yeah that's me, I guess you better come in then. He held the door open and showed them toward the living room. Have a seat. He told them. He sat down in a single armchair while John and Monica sat down on the couch.

We wanted to ask you some questions about what happened a couple of days ago, can you tell us what happened? John asked him.

Well there really isn't much, I was out for a late night walk, when a swarm of wasps were all over me. He simply told them. John and Monica were obviously not happy with the answer. He hadn't told them anything the didn't already know.

Is there any reason why they attacked you? Monica asked, she felt as though he was leaving something out. And John, even though he wouldn't admit this to her, felt the same thing as she did. He was hiding something.

I don't really know, maybe I smelt of food or maybe I was in there territory or something. Why on earth is the FBI so interested in a bee attack? He avoided the question that he was asked and quickly changed the direction of the questioning. John and Monica both noted all of this, but didn't say anything about it.

There have been numerous strange accidents and deaths in this town, so they sent us to find out why. Monica told him.

Is there anything else that you would like to tell us? John asked. Jonathan looked like he was unsure of something, both of the agents picked up on this but kept quiet.

No. That's all I know about what happened. Both John and Monica realised that he wasn't going to tell them anything else at the moment, realising this John and Monica both stood up. Monica handed him her card.

If you think of anything else call me. She told him, he nodded and placed the card into his shirt pocket. John and Monica headed towards their rental car, once inside, John spoke.

Somethings going on here. He stated as he started the engine and started driving.

Did you notice how he avoided the question and was unsure of something when you asked him if there was anything else? Monica asked him.

I noticed, he's not lying about the attack but he obviously knows something more about why it happened or at least partly. John explained what he thought about it as he drove them both back to the motel they were staying at.

What do you think it is he's hiding?

I don't know, I guess we'll just have to figure that out for ourselves.

What should we do now? Monica asked as they pulled into the parking lot of the motel.

I think tonight we should go over the reports from the accidents and I'll run and get us some dinner from the pizza place next door.

They both exited the car. John went of in the direction of the pizza place and Monica headed towards her room. She needed to get out of her suit, she had been travelling in it all day long, she changed into a pair of jeans and a black polo neck jumper. She placed all of the files on her double bed and had just started reading one when she heard the door. She looked up and saw John with a pizza in one hand and a case of beer in the other.

Pizza is no good without beer. He stated.

He placed the pizza on the bed and sat down close next to Monica, he handed her a beer and opened the pizza box to reveal a large pepperoni pizza. Monica took a slice and took a big bite out of it.

That is delicious! She exclaimed as she took another big bite from the huge pizza slice.

Hours were spent eating pizza, drinking a couple of bottles of beer and reading over some of the cases. The incidences became weirder and stranger as they went on, there was dog attacks, spiders, snakes, bees, clowns, dolls, the list went on and on.

At 10:30PM John looked over at Monica and saw that she had fallen asleep, she was laying on her side with one arm under her head. She looked so peaceful, he thought. He quietly took all of the files and placed them off the bed, he pulled back the covers and raised them over Monica. She stirred but didn't wake. He lent over and placed a delicate kiss on her cheek, he saw a slight smile spread across her face. He looked back at her from the adjoining doors.

He whispered and then went into his own room for some well deserved sleep.