How does one find a bright yellow rubber ball that is not a bright yellow rubber ball?
He probably was hallucinating Wilson thought as he wove through the geeks in yellow environment suits.
Still it was better that sitting around watching the science nerds go bonkers over DNA. Finally he spotted what he was looking for.
"Sergeant?" The Operations Officer asked as Wilson came up.
"Not much to report sir, the Science Ne- Scientists say they have found that the subject is missing a DNA strand." Wilson said as he came to attention, hands behind his back.
"I guess, considering what I know about you Wilson, that would not seem like much." The officer, Ricks on the nametag, looked back to the reports he was reading on the makeshift desk that sat outside the hermetically sealed Military Transport with big bio-medical symbols on the sides and tons of warning notices around each entrance, Wilson itched to look inside.
"The subject stated that a the labrats removed a ball of light from his possession."
"Yes. The lab rats have it squirreled away in that tin can." Ricks said as he jerked his thumb backwards.
"Any idea what it is, sir?'
"Not a clue- but don't tell the General that when he debriefs you."
"The General is coming?"
"No he will call via Com-Sat in about an hour."
A private ran up and saluted, then handed Ricks a folded note. Ricks read it, frowned then looked at the private.
"When did this come in?"
"0700 hours, Sir."
"Well, this is worth looking into." Ricks looked at Wilson and nodded. "Carry on Private.
The private saluted and began to pivot when Ricks added.
"Send me Reilly and his squad. I have a job for them..'
The private saluted again, nodding even as he said "yessir!"
Wilson raised an eyebrow.
Ricks leaned back in his chair then reconsidered it and leaned forward onto his elbows.
"Sergeant, we have intercepted a private radio call from the locals to an area hospital concerning a gunshot victim."
"Is that important sir?" Wilson shrugged.
"Normally it wouldn't save that the locals switched off their regular channel probably to avoid anyone overhearing that. However, what has attracted our interest, is that fact that the Deputy at the ER is reporting that an alien has been admitted."
"I see..."
"I need you to bounce down there, take Dr. Susan,,, whatever with you and try to find out if there is any truth to what deputy dog just called in."
"Yes sir."
"And Sergeant?'
"Yes sir?"
"Make sure you are discreet." Ricks saluted.
"I am always discreet Sir." Wilson said even as he saluted Ricks back.
Well this is certainly better than a Chicklet.
He probably was hallucinating Wilson thought as he wove through the geeks in yellow environment suits.
Still it was better that sitting around watching the science nerds go bonkers over DNA. Finally he spotted what he was looking for.
"Sergeant?" The Operations Officer asked as Wilson came up.
"Not much to report sir, the Science Ne- Scientists say they have found that the subject is missing a DNA strand." Wilson said as he came to attention, hands behind his back.
"I guess, considering what I know about you Wilson, that would not seem like much." The officer, Ricks on the nametag, looked back to the reports he was reading on the makeshift desk that sat outside the hermetically sealed Military Transport with big bio-medical symbols on the sides and tons of warning notices around each entrance, Wilson itched to look inside.
"The subject stated that a the labrats removed a ball of light from his possession."
"Yes. The lab rats have it squirreled away in that tin can." Ricks said as he jerked his thumb backwards.
"Any idea what it is, sir?'
"Not a clue- but don't tell the General that when he debriefs you."
"The General is coming?"
"No he will call via Com-Sat in about an hour."
A private ran up and saluted, then handed Ricks a folded note. Ricks read it, frowned then looked at the private.
"When did this come in?"
"0700 hours, Sir."
"Well, this is worth looking into." Ricks looked at Wilson and nodded. "Carry on Private.
The private saluted and began to pivot when Ricks added.
"Send me Reilly and his squad. I have a job for them..'
The private saluted again, nodding even as he said "yessir!"
Wilson raised an eyebrow.
Ricks leaned back in his chair then reconsidered it and leaned forward onto his elbows.
"Sergeant, we have intercepted a private radio call from the locals to an area hospital concerning a gunshot victim."
"Is that important sir?" Wilson shrugged.
"Normally it wouldn't save that the locals switched off their regular channel probably to avoid anyone overhearing that. However, what has attracted our interest, is that fact that the Deputy at the ER is reporting that an alien has been admitted."
"I see..."
"I need you to bounce down there, take Dr. Susan,,, whatever with you and try to find out if there is any truth to what deputy dog just called in."
"Yes sir."
"And Sergeant?'
"Yes sir?"
"Make sure you are discreet." Ricks saluted.
"I am always discreet Sir." Wilson said even as he saluted Ricks back.
Well this is certainly better than a Chicklet.
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