He dreamed of bloodless corpses, accusing voices, clawing hands, and guilt, crushing and brutal weighing him down like concrete boots. He sat up, he was sitting in front of the computer eyes bleary and gritty with sweat and exhaustion. He thought about the dream but with a sense of dull resignation. Nightmares were nothing new, in fact they were blasé, the status quo.

Data tables scrolled across the screen. He tried to think of what he had been doing before falling asleep, his mind was sluggish and beleaguered. Methos hit enter and the data froze. He frowned at it and rubbed his face tiredly.

"Any luck?" Magnus asked entering the infirmary. He stared at her bleakly for a moment then mustered the energy for a smile.

"I don't suppose you know what the hell I was doing?" He suggested.

"You should get some rest –"

He held up a hand.

"I can take another stim shot if needed, do you?"

She stared at him.

"Recall?" He prompted.

"Yes, you were checking the keystroke logs for oddities."

"Ah, small wonder I fell asleep." He mused and hit Enter again, the screen filled with data again.

"Any luck?"

"No, apparently the scan is still running." He said and gestured at the screen. She sucked her lower lip in thought as she watched the data whip by.

Will entered looking at least as haggard as Methos. The mortal hadn't yet hit his twenty-four hour mark and was therefore denied sleep until Magnus was certain his concussion wouldn't worsen.

"Henry is bunking down for a couple hours; I caught him drooling into his keyboard twice in a half hour."

"Good you're next then." Magnus sighed.

"Yeah? What about you two?" Will challenged.

"I'll be fine." They said almost in unison.

"Tell you what, how about you take the next shift, then him and then me." He suggested folding his arms.

"But-" Methos started to argue.

"Ah ah! Pretty sure I'm more awake than either of you right now and we need you both as sharp and awake as possible, if we find anything I'll wake you, you should hit the sack now I'll wake you in two hours." Will insisted.

Methos thought about arguing but he couldn't think of a good argument, realizing he was being stubborn for the sake of it he nodded, rose, and found a cot that was largely intact and half collapse on it. He started to stretch out but paused mid movement and was asleep.

"Thank you." Magnus sighed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Sounds like you two had quite an argument earlier." Will said gently.

She looked at him with tired worried eyes.

"Clearing out old baggage." She said stiffly and moved to take Methos' seat at the computer.

"Magnus, you have to rest." He insisted.

"I know, and I will when I can." She said firmly.

Will looked frustrated.

"Look, I know you didn't get dragged halfway across the world and empty four days' worth of stomach contents on the carpet or get killed but you were banged up pretty good and you've been under enormous stress. For our sakes get at least a couple hours." He suggested.

She checked the time remaining on the scan of the keystroke database.

"Fine, this scan is slated to end in on hour and twelve minutes. When it's done come get me."

Will looked relieved.

"Promise you'll wake me Will."

Will held up his right hand in a boy scout salute and swore out loud he would.

"You were never a boy scout." Magnus said wryly.

"Well, no but the point stands." Will grinned. She waved a dismissive hand but he didn't move.

"Tick tock." He prompted with a wicked smirk.

Magnus rose stiffly and walked to her quarters, Will on her heels. She had to admit that few things had ever felt as wonderful as her bed just then.

Will watched her until he was certain she was asleep then he moved downstairs to Henry's work area. He looked around ensuring he was alone then bent over Henry's keyboard and entered several codes into the command line. He paused, looked up again, scanned the room then bent to the keyboard once more. He typed in a final command line then stepped away hitting enter as he moved. He made his way to the armory and selected a sidearm and an assault rifle before placing bricks of C-4 at structural points, wiring them together, and setting a timer. He walked upstairs and back to the infirmary. He frowned at the keystroke scan then shrugged and unplugged the computer. He pulled the hard drive and slipped it into a bag. Taking the bag and his weapons he went down to the garage and took Ashley's motorbike and a helmet. He rode the bike out of the garage area and sat on it near the main gates looking back at the Sanctuary. His eyes were blank as the dull crump of the armory explosion reached him. He lowered the visor on his helmet and rode away. The high whine of the bike's engine faded as it entered the cityscape. A dull tepid rain began to fall blanketing the city in gloom.

Magnus woke suddenly as the roar and vibration of the explosion in the armory trembled through the Sanctuary. She was on her feet in seconds and racing toward the source of the disturbance. Methos beat her to it.

Flames licked and lapped at the hallway outside the armory the immortal was using a hand held fire extinguisher to beat them back. Harry arrived on Magnus' heels with two more extinguishers. Magnus took one and they joined Methos.

"Where's Will?" Magnus shouted over the hiss of the extinguishers as the fire was finally put out.

Methos wiped at his sweaty face and glanced at Henry.

"He's gone." Henry said grimly.

"Gone?" She asked looking at Methos. The immortal didn't react. Magnus tossed the empty extinguisher aside and hurried to Henry's work area. She looked it over and didn't see anything obviously wrong though it was difficult to tell through the clutter, then she hurried up to the infirmary.

She saw the computer on its side, the case removed and hard drive missing immediately. She ran to her office and brought up the security feeds noting almost immediately that Ashley's motorcycle was gone and the front gate stood wide open.

"Will why?" She asked anguished.