Outside on the street corner, Mulder was still checking for any signs of Scully. He had already conferred with several other agents who stated they had not seen her either. And so far, the only evidence that had been found to show that she had even been there was her earpiece. As Mulder looked around at the chaotic scene still being cleaned up, he could see just how easily it would have been for the suspect to grab Scully and drag her off somewhere. And somehow he felt that is precisely what had happened. He knew Scully too well by now to think that she wouldn't have come out of her hiding place. Earpiece or not she would have communicated with them somehow.

"Agent Mulder?" Skinner crackled over his headset. "Any sign?"

"No, Sir. Just the earpiece found so far."

"Well, trust me we have that entire area being combed by agents as we speak. She'll be found."

"Sir, I'm sorry but I think I'm going to have to disagree with you."

"What do you mean?"

Mulder started walking a little into the alley just a few feet from where Scully had last been seen. "Because I think this is a matter of finding her before she is victim number six."

"We don't know that is the case yet, Agent Mulder."

"Don't we?" Mulder started examining the alley with his flashlight. "In that riot it would have been too easy for the killer to slip in and take her right under our noses. And at this point, she would have shown herself to us by now had she been hiding." His flashlight caught something shiny in the distance. "I say we start looking for Jeremy or any kind of suspicious activity." He started moving toward the reflective object.

"Agent Mulder, your specific orders were to say in this van in the first place!" Skinner replied angrily. "Your ass is already in deep shit as it is! I don't advise you to push it!"

As Mulder got closer, he could see that the object was something very tiny. He pulled out a latex glove from his pocket and bent down to examine it and his eyes widened as he instantly recognized it. There was no mistaking that it was one of the earrings that he had given Scully as a gift for her birthday. Shit! Now he knew that his theory was right. For her to lose just one earring meant that it had been from excessive force of some kind. He then shined his flashlight on the pavement where he could clearly see two sets of footprints and indications that one of those people had been dragged. He swallowed hard. Scully! He turned toward the front of the alley where he found two other agents. "Over here!"

"Agent Mulder? What's going on?" Skinner crackled back.

Mulder ignored Skinner, covering up his mouthpiece as the two agents walked up to him. "I've found indications that Agent Scully has been forcibly moved somewhere down this alley. I need to have you two split up and cover as much ground in this area as possible." Mulder started running and then turned back. "I'll check all the doors in this section while you check the rest!"

Scully moaned as she tried to move her body. She could feel pain all over her as she attempted to open her eyes. She attempted to move her hands but found them above her head. She pulled and discovered that she apparently was bound to the top of the bed. Focusing her eyes, she lifted her head slightly and could see that she was wearing nothing but a bra and panties. Fear instantly took over as she remembered the circumstances of what had happened earlier. Jeremy! She looked around the room anxiously.

"Awake now my sweet Dana?"

She scanned the room but only found darkness. "Where are you?" She pulled on her binds. "Show yourself!"

Jeremy placed the knife in front of her. "Ssssh." The knife glinted as he placed it in front of her now terrified eyes. "Are you frightened my sweet, Dana?"

Scully took a swallow but was determined not to show her fear. "I'm…I'm not afraid of you!"

Jeremy placed the knife under her throat as he grasped her hair. He pulled her toward him. "You already lied to me once and you DARE do it again!"

Scully gasped as she felt herself yanked and put right in Jeremy's face. "What are you going to do to me?"

He looked back into Scully's eyes as he ran the knife down her chin. "That my sweet, Dana shall depend on you." His fingers fumbled on her earring once again. "So, tell me just who did give you these as a gift anyway? Your partner, perhaps?"

"What?"

His hand ran slowly down Scully's bare side. "Well, you are an FBI Agent and I know that they have partners. And since I see no wedding or engagement ring it's obvious that you are not attached. A boyfriend is a slight possibility although I somehow doubt it."

"Boy, you have me all figured out, don't you?" Scully asked sarcastically determined to keep her head.

Jeremy smiled as he brought his hand back up again to her chest. "Oh, I think I know you quite well, my sweet, Dana." He moved his hand under her bra and began to tease her nipple with his fingers. "So, tell me my sweet, Dana have you fucked your male partner?" Her nipples instantly hardened at his touch emitting a soft moan from him. "Has he touched you like this?"

Scully closed her eyes. "We…we don't have a relationship like that."

Jeremy moved his head to her ear. "But you thought of it didn't you?" He moved his hand up further cupping her breast and massaging it slowly. "You thought of what it would be like to sit on your couch in the middle of the night with him. Have him kiss you roughly and run his hands all over your body." He reached behind her back, unfastening her bra.

"I'm a federal agent." Scully whispered as she pulled on her restraints. "Touch me and they will make you pay."

Jeremy kissed her slowly down her chest, flickering his tongue across her skin. He then stopped at her loosened bra. "And then he takes your bra." He lifted up the bra exposing her pert breasts and nipples. "Perfect." He whispered. "And that's what he would say before he would lower himself and take a nipple in his mouth." He moved his lips to a nipple and began sucking it slowly.

Scully moved her head back and forth trying to shut out what was being done to her. Jeremy knew exactly what he was doing. His actions were exciting every inch of her body and there was nothing she could do. But now her anger was starting to build and she no longer wanted to feel like the helpless victim. "Don't touch me."

Jeremy pulled his lips away from her nipple and raised his head, making eye contact with her again. "Why can't you just be quiet and enjoy the experience for what it's worth?" He placed the knife under her chin again near her pulse point. "Answer me! I'm trying to make this as painless for you as I can, my sweet, Dana. And YOU are spoiling the mood for me!"

"You can go to hell." She replied looking back at him defiantly. The time for her trying to play along with him to prevent anything from happening was at its end. If she was going to go down, she wasn't going to without a fight. She had faced other psychos before Jeremy and he was no different.

"I was trying to fulfill your fantasy about your FBI partner and all you do is protest!" He took the knife scraping it across her skin painfully. He listened as she cried out in pain and watched as blood trickled down her once white skin. "Now, look what you made me do! You started pissing me off and this is what you get for it!"

Scully winced from the pain of the cuts from the knife. She knew she had been taking her chances in showing her anger but he had pushed her to it. She looked back into his cold eyes and uttered a word she never had in her entire life. "Fuck you." She replied bitterly before spitting in his face.

Jeremy pulled back from her and took his finger wiping the spittle off his face. He glanced at it as he worked it between his fingers. "Such terrible language coming from such a pristine female. Why oh why did you do that my sweet, Dana?" He then leaned into her again with his eyes full of fire. "You want to come across as the fighter and not the hapless victim. To show your true FBI side like they showed you in class, am I right? An FBI Agent must never show their fear. Well, you can play that card all you want my sweet, Dana." He took the knife and traced it down her body slowly. "But I know you are really afraid of me." He took the knife and cut the waistband of her panties leaving her completely exposed to him. He then leaned into her ear. "Oh and another thing my sweet, Dana. I love it when someone gives me a fight. It just excites me even more." He pushed himself against her. "Can't you feel how hard I am now my sweet, Dana? That is how much I desire you. And to be honest, I've never fucked an FBI Agent before."

"You nauseate me."

Jeremy grabbed her hair again forcefully pulling her to him. "Do I now? Is that because you are sickened by me or are excited about how much you want me to fuck you?" He moved up on the bed placing himself over her. "How much you want to…feel me inside of you, make you come as you never have before. Not even your FBI partner could make you come like I can my sweet, Dana." His hand wandered between her legs where he found wetness. "And I'll make you come again and again until you are begging for mercy."

Scully saw the opportunity she was waiting for with Jeremy distracted. She had weighing the situation before making her move and now that time was right. He did have her hands bound but not her legs. Using all of the strength she had in her, she pushed him off her. And then with one swift kick of her leg, caught him in the stomach. As he fell to the ground, she pulled desperately at her restraints determined to set herself free. She then turned her head to the side where she could see a window. "Help! Somebody help me!" She screamed as loud as she could.

Mulder had been searching room upon room as he explored all the doors in the long hallway that led from the back of the alley. He had tracked the two sets of footprints to that particular area. But so far ever door that he found led to nothing but an empty room. He was starting to lose hope of finding Scully anywhere. It was then that he had heard a faint scream coming from one particular end. It was hard for him to decipher completely but he was pretty sure it was a female voice. He took out his gun as he made his way toward the sound. I'm coming, Scully!

"No one will hear you my sweet, Dana." Jeremy replied as he slowly rose from the floor. He then picked up a rag from the floor and started to slowly walk toward her. "I told you that I didn't like screaming. I also told you that if you did that it would make your death much slower." He took the rag and made it taunt. "Just remember that you brought this on yourself my sweet, Dana." He took the rag and placed it in Scully's mouth as she struggled before tying it around the back of her neck. He pulled back and looked at her as he took off his underwear. "And to make certain we have no more heroics of yours." He hauled back his hand and hit Scully across the face as hard as he could.

Scully could feel the blood trickling from her mouth under the rag. Between the hard slap and the rag making it difficult for her to breathe, she had a hard time focusing. She could feel her spirit slowly being broken. Any strength she had left had been spent from her pushing him off earlier. Now she had nothing left. Jeremy had won and would claim his first FBI Agent. Now she would just be another statistic to his victim list. And she would never see her partner again to tell him he had been right about not doing this undercover operation in the first place. She regretted that most of all. She then felt a weight on her and realized that Jeremy was hovering above her with his erection pressed against her hip.

"Now prepare yourself my sweet, Dana." Jeremy whispered. "Because this is really going to hurt."

And now the last thing she would experience would be a man taking her forcefully. She would never have the chance of feeling another man's tender touch again. It was true she had often fantasized about that with her partner. She had secretly hoped that one day he would just take her in his arms and then make passionate love to her. But now none of that was to come true ever. She then let out a muffled scream as felt a terrible pain between her legs.

Mulder made his way to a particular door where he saw something on the floor. Bending down he picked it up and found it be a bottle of chloroform.

"Hardly a place to find something like this." He muttered to himself. Placing the bottle in his pocket, he put his ear to the door listening for any sound. He knocked on the door lightly with his gun ready. "Special delivery." Receiving no answer he knew he had a choice now. He could call for back up and wait for them to get there or he could go in himself. He spoke into his headset. "This is Special Agent Fox Mulder can anyone hear me?" The answer he received was static. He took another breath and tried again. "This is Special Agent Fox Mulder does anyone copy?" He let out a sigh as he received the same response. "Ok, so much for backup. Looks like its just little ole me now." He took a deep breath. Think of Scully. Think of Scully. All right here we go. 1…2…..3! He then kicked the door as hard as he could busting it open. He ran into the room with his gun pointed. "FBI!" He then started checking ever perimeter of the room for any sign of Jeremy or Scully.

As soon as Mulder had bust in the door, Jeremy had heard it quite clearly. He quickly removed himself from atop Scully. "Well, it would appear we have a visitor. Think perhaps it is your dashing partner here to save you?" He leaned into her face. "No matter, we can finish our little fun later." He picked up the knife once again and placed it to her throat just as the door in front of them came bursting open.

"Freeze FBI!" Mulder yelled pointing his gun at Jeremy. His heart ached as he saw Scully's bruised face and naked body with cuts. "Let her go!"

"Not so fast G-Man." Jeremy replied quite calmly with his knife still pressed to Scully's throat. "Drop the gun or you pretty partner here becomes victim number six."

"Not a chance." Mulder answered cocking his gun and taking a step closer.

Jeremy took the knife and ran it over Scully's neck cutting it slightly as she winced. "I'm not playing around G-Man! Now do it! I have no qualms about killing her whatsoever! Her life is entirely in your hands. So what will it be G-Man? Do you want to be the hero and save her? Or do you want to live with her death forever because of a stupid decision you made?" He placed the knife close to Scully's jugular. "I'm waiting, G-Man."