Disposing of Bones

Waking up. I should get payed for it. The beds in these cabins are too damn comfortable. I should see where they get them. I need one in my apartment.

Yawning and stretching, I sit up. Climbing off the bed, I tidy it up. leaving enough room for Silver. I grab a towel for a shower.

RING RING!! Goes the apartment phone. I open the bathroom door, and start to walk to the living room if the cabin.

RING RING!!!!

"I'm fuckin' coming!" Silver yells. A couple seconds later he bolts past me. He makes it to the phone and picks hoofset.

"Hello?" I hear an incoherent voice emminate from the phone.

"Yea, your marefriend is here." He says, and to prevent him from embarrassing me further, I run over and grab the hoofset from him.

"Somepony's eager."

I gently slap him away.

"Swift?" I ask, gaining a laugh.

"One mention of 'marefriend' and you know exactly who it is."

"Oh be quiet." I say, embarrassed. "Why did you call?"

"I'm calling because I need you down at Griffonstone lab."

"I'll be there soon."

I enter into the lab building and as soon as I walk past the receptionist, I laugh.

"She doesn't care." I say to Silver. He looks back to see her zoned out.

"Probobly high."

"Swift?" I question, walking into the lab, but seeing it vacant.

"Hold on!" She yells from the freezer room. A bit later she walks out.

"What where you doing back there?" I ask her.

"I... I-i was looking things over. Just making sure things were okay." She says then trots over to the skeleton from the day before. "I found something."

Silver and I walk over and I put on some gloves. I place my forehooves on the table.

"What'd you find?"

"Well, you see here?" She asks, pointing to a square divot on both the wing bones and the femur.

"Yea."

"Well, I took samples and did some tests." She tells me, then places a tray holding the samples in little plastic bags. Then from under the bags, she pulls a piece of paper.

"These are the results." She tells me, levitating the paper over to me. "They're both from the same pony."

"How's that possible?"

"I dunno, Silver." I respond. "The vertebrae isn't made at all like a Pegasus's."

We stood in contimplative silence for a bit. Breaking the contimplation was the chief.

"Andrea"

"It's not pronounced that way."

"Whatever, there's more remains." He says.

I look at Swift and see her nervous.

I've been conditioned to separate myself from emotion when finding remains. But I'd be lying if I said no emotion would slip through. And it did when I walked up to these remains.

These remains were that of an earth pony. But not buried. Just dumped. And recently too.

"These where decayed long before they where dumped." I tell the two unicorns behind me.

"What makes you think that?" Silver. I hold up a radius.

"No scavenger marks. On any of these. If they had any flesh out muscle it anything organic besides bone, they'd of been taken from here, and those found would have marks signifying that of scavengers." I tell them.

"That's why this is your job."

Placing the last bone on the table, I sigh, glad that's over. After making notes on the sight that the remains were found, we brought them back. I search for MOD. Finding something odd in the skull.

"Silver! Come here!" I yell, and hear hooves clop down the hallway. The door opens and both he and Swift step in.

"Yeah, Andreah?"

"I need you over here." I tell him. "There's a hole in the skull. Can you identify Calibre?"

"Yeah, but are you positive it's a bullet that caused it?" Walking over, he looks at me.

"I'm sure, there's metal scraps in the orifice."

Content with that answer Silver throws on a pair of gloves he grabs the skull. Examining the hole, he nods.

"That's definitely from a Griffon Arms firearm. There's rifleing marks. My guess is a forty-four or forty-five." He says, and out of the corner of my eye, I see Swift tense up.

"What's wrong?" I turn and ask her.

"O-oh, nothing. I'm fine." She says, and relaxes, a thought creeps up In my mind.

'what if she is the one who's doing all the killing here?' emediatly I push that question out of my mind.

"Well, we have MOD. All we need is identification. Hard to tell who's doing this if you can't connect the Vic's." I tell them, they respond with a nod.

"Ugh! We have to deal with more Griffons?!" Silver whines as we walk up to the police station.

"Well, we are in Griffonstone." Swift says sarcastically.

"Let's just get this over with." He says, walking into the building.

Walking to the receptionist, I say where here for the chief, she ignores me so I walk right through.

"I'll wait out here."

"Me too."

I turn to the two unicorns who said that.

"Okay, just, don't mingle." A smirk arriving at my lips.

I then turn around and walk to the chief's office. Arriving at said offices' door, I walk in.

"What the hell do you want?!" He shouts. I walk in and close the door.

"I need some things from you."

"Get it over with."

"I need records of all firearms in Griffonstone. And records of all incoming and outgoing ponies." Pause.

"Here." He hands me a paper. Looking on it, it says exactly what I asked for, at least the last one. Incoming and outgoing.

"Thank you."

"Firearm records, ask the mail griffon. We send records of that to Celestia. The mail office would have copies."

"Thank you, sir." I repeat. Turning around and walking out, I notice Swift and Silver walked off. Taking note of how often they disappear, I go looking for them.

"There you are!!" I yell, causing the two unicorns jump. I wandered the town until I saw them walking towards the lab. "Where'd you run off to?"

"I wanted to go look at the remains again. And he followed me." Innocent smile from Swift.

"Huh. Well, I need to go to the post office. So, Silver, you're coming with me. Swift, go look like you where going to." Glare at Silver.

"Yes mom..." He walks over to me.

"See ya later, 'dreah." She says and turns around. She then turns back around. "Mabey later, I could..." Smirk at me. "Take the Reigns?"

My face turns a red that would make a tomato jealous.

"Hi!!!!!! I'm Gabby!!!!!! Watcha need!?!!!??!" An over enthusiastic griffon asks as soon as we enter the post office.

"Hello!!" Silver responds, almost matching her enthusiasm.

I groan, Silver and I walking up to the counter she's at.

"Hi... I need a copy of the registered firearms in and around Griffonstone."

"I would gladly help!! But I'm going to need to see some identification to show your legally able to see such document." She says, an annoyingly happy smile still plastered on her face. I pull out my badge from my trench coat and hold it up.

"Oh! RCIS! Your official! I'll be back in a second." She says, running a claw under Silver's chin. "Ya cutie~" Then runs off to the back.

"Well well." He says, wearing a goofy smile, he looks at me.

"No." It's all I say.

"I mean, she's cute." He responds.

"No!" I repeat, almost yelling.

"Aww man." He says.

"I'm back!" A voice chirps, followed by her walking out a second later. "Here's your paper."

"Thank you~" Silver respond, smirking.

"Thanks, Gabby.... We'll be going now." Grabbing the paper. I drag him out of the post office.