Jersey Deviled - A Round Robin
 Part 1
 by Vickie Moseley
 
 J. Edgar Hoover Building
 Oct. 12, 1993
 
 "Mulder, after we go see this ethnobiologist, will you consider taking
 the afternoon off?" Scully asked as she eyed her partner.  He still
 looked tired and it was obvious that he was favoring his right side,
 where the slash marks from the beast woman's claws were still healing.
 
 "And do what, Scully?  Play hokey?  I have work to do."
 
 "We could take a drive up to Jersey, see if we could find the beast
 woman's cave," Scully suggested.  She had no intention of actually
 looking through the woods, since it was only about 3 hours till
 sunset.  But a nice drive up the coast, Mulder could relax, maybe even
 sleep in the car.  Then she could coax him into a decent meal and
 drive them back.  Not her idea of the perfect afternoon, but a far
 sight better than watching this man drive himself into the ground.
 
 "You'd do that?  You'd go with me to hunt for the cave?" Mulder
 queried, his eyes narrowing in his disbelief.  "A day ago you didn't
 believe she existed, now you want to hunt for her cave?"
 
 Scully licked her lips.  "Mulder, I'm just saying that if she did give
 birth, it's possible that child is still out there, without
 protection, in the woods.  At the very least we should look around.
 We should probably call in New Jersey Social Services."
 
 Mulder rolled his eyes.  "Oh, yeah, I'm sure some MSW would just love
 to join us in the deep woods hunting for a naked kid with no social
 skills."  He stared at her for a full minute before he turned and
 unlocked the car door for her.  "OK, Scully.  You're on.  After the
 stop at the Smithsonian, we go hunting for the Beast Kid."
 
 "I just said we could look, I didn't say we'd find," Scully muttered
 under her breath.  It was going to be a long afternoon.