Somewhere North of Milieux - Saturday Night

[time_watcher]

It was a stray weevil that had caught their attention

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[givemethehunt]

Dean pulled up in the Impala not long after the call.

"You called me to a fat camp?"

[time_watcher]

Jack was leaning against the SUV, Ianto sitting in the passenger side working on some equipment when Dean drove up.

Smiling at the young man, Jack shrugged broad shoulders.

"Don't say I never took you anywhere."

[givemethehunt]

"Well, gosh," Dean smirked. "If you needed moral support to get rid of those extra pounds there, Captain, all ya had to do was ask."

[time_watcher]

"Just more of me to love or squish you flat, depending." Jack returned without rancor.

Straightening he walked towards the back of the SUV waving a hand to Dean to follow. Once there, he triggered the back open and pulled the body bag over.

"Haven't eaten recently have you?" He asked before unzipping the bag and exposing it's half eaten contents.

If weevils were ugly alive, they definitely did not improve when dead.

"Ianto and I have been following what scant bits of information tie the remains of this weevil back to this area."