Doggett and Scully had stood motionless at the sight before them, they had assumed that the man was Daniel's teacher. She took a step forward, the pane of glass had been released down forcefully on his body, severing his waist, embedded in him deeply. The amount of blood was surprisingly less than Scully would've expected. "No point in checking for a pulse," Doggett finally commented dryly, breaking the intense silence.

Scully was finally able to tear her gaze away from the bloody sight and shook her head slowly, "No. The amount of organs and arteries that would've been severed..." He gave her a small nod to indicate that he got the message. He was dead.

He took a step forward, looking up. "This was no accident." Doggett ran a hand up the side of the window frame where it had buckled, looking out at the green grass where he saw a figure staring back at them. "Dana," he said quietly. Scully looked at Doggett, then to where he was looking. "Do you think that's...?" Doggett didn't wait to find out as he jumped up on the ledge, opening another window and slipping out. "Agent Doggett," she shouted after him.

"Monica," Vicar whispered, gently shaking the FBI agent. "Wake up." Reyes shook her head, sitting up and rubbing sleep from her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"It's time to go, Monica." Still groggy, she searched for the bottle of water, to no avail. Vicar could see what she was searching for, he picked it up and handed it to her, unscrewing the cap. "Here you go." Reyes took it off him and took a long drink, her mouth a lot wetter now and her senses coming back to her. "It's time to go," Vicar repeated.

"Go where?" Reyes asked as he pulled her to her feet.

"To meet the black sheep." Vicar turned round, picking up her clothes and shoes, "You may need these Monica, it's raining outside." As if on cue, a bolt of lighting illuminated the entire room and Reyes looked to him, fear in her eyes. Her hands shook as he handed her the clothes, "Why?"

"Get dressed Monica."

"Not until you tell me why..." Another flash of lighting, another crash. Vicar took a breath, "Get dressed. Now." He turned away from her, giving her some privacy, as much as he could do.

Reyes looked at the back of his head, then down to clothes in her hand. Her hands shaking violently, she unbuttoned the hospital gown she had been wearing, then slipped it off her shoulders until she was down to her underwear. Standing in the dark, shivering with only candles for warmth. A small gasp escaped her lips, causing Vicar to turn round.

She immediately threw her hands around her, in a vain attempt to cover up. Vicar gave her a small smile and reached down, picking up her clothes and giving them to her. "I'm a gentleman." That didn't convince her as she slipped on her trousers and jumper. She could feel his eyes on her and she didn't feel comfortable one bit. Reyes pulled it down over her head, and looked at him, feeling a lot better covered up. "Can I have my gun?"

"I do not have it," Vicar answered calmly as she went about putting her shoes on. "It was not at the hospital."

Reyes gave a simple smile, her eyes glazing over. She was going into a potentially dangerous situation with someone she didn't trust, and she was going in unarmed. A shiver went up his spine as Vicar unlocked the door, opening it.

"Agent Doggett!"

Daniel Rider watched the FBI agent run towards him, he held his calm and stood there waiting for him to get just a little bit closer. The red haired woman was attempting to climb out too. Man, these two were just dumb. "Daniel Rider?" he asked as he came to a halt. "Who wants to know?" The man reached for his ID, as the woman came along side him. "I'm Agent Doggett, this is Agent Scully," he motioned to her. "FBI."

Scully watched the young man with interest, she was suprised that he had the guts to stand there watching them. That he hadn't tried to run. He seemed smarter than that. It was what clearly made him so dangerous. Rider looked at Scully and Doggett in turn. "FBI huh?" Doggett was quickly losing his temper with this smart-ass. "That's what I just said."

"Cool." Rider folded his arms and had a very cocky air about him. "I guess you guys are here to investigate Miss Halliwell's death." Scully gave a very small but firm nod, casting a glance to Doggett. "That's correct and also Mr Smith's," she turned back slightly to the window they had used. "So it seems. Daniel." Scully looked at him directly, "Why didn't you alert anyone?"

"Man had it coming," Rider admitted with a smile devious smile.

Scully's mouth dropped ever so slightly and she looked back to Doggett again, he seemed very unmoved by this. Doggett was focused on the task at hand. "Just like Lisa Halliwell deserved it?" Her eyes moved back to the young man standing before them.

"The bitch deserved it," Rider said simply. He spoke about murdering someone the way they would talk about taking a shower. "Lisa was always riding me," he leaned forward. "And I mean literally."

"You had an affair with your teacher?" Scully finally asked quietly. Rider unfolded his arms and gave a small nod. "Sure did, until she decided to break it off."

"It's against the law," Doggett commented. "You're a minor."

"That's not why. You know nothing about what we had," Rider shouted getting visibly angry. Scully slowly reached for her weapon, Rider saw the movement and held up his hand. She went flying backwards, a strong force of wind knocking her to the ground. Doggett remained standing still, "Daniel." Rider glanced to him, tears in his eyes. "I know you didn't mean to do this. You have some sort of power and you don't know how to control it." He softened his voice. "There's people who can help you."

Rider looked at the older man, "You don't understand. You can't possibly understand!" He held up his hands once more, a cool wind blew and an icicle appeared between them and almost matched the coldness that flashed in his pale grey eyes. Doggett took a step back to Scully, "You alright?" She gave a nod as she got back to her feet, looking to Rider. Scully couldn't believe what she was seeing. The fire got more intense and the two agents kept their distance.

"Daniel!"

Rider turned round, standing behind him were Matthew Vicar and the FBI agent known as Monica Reyes.