Jeremy gave a slight smirk. "Agent Mulder." He replied in a weak voice. "I must say I am quite surprised to see you. Then again, under the circumstances, I can say part of me isn't. How is sweet, Dana?"

"Never mind about her." Mulder replied as he began to strap down Jeremy's hands with the bindings on the bed. He then looked back at him. "You have no idea how great it is to see you helpless like this. The only thing I wish I had was a knife so I could make you feel the fear that Scully felt and her pain."

"And you feel that would solve everything, Agent Mulder?"

"It would for me seeing as I didn't kill you." He walked over to the other side of Jeremy's bed. "You thought you were so clever in handling that situation, didn't you? Tying me up to the chair and taunting me with what you were doing to Scully. And yet you forgot to frisk me before tying me up. Had you done that, you would have found the gun in my ankle holster and prevented me from shooting you. So, I guess you aren't the smart serial killer you thought you were."

"Perhaps, I let you keep your gun to add more to the game. To give you a chance even though the stakes were high that you would lose. Give you that…last glimmer of hope that you could possibly save her. That…is the greatest game of all, Agent Mulder."

"But I did save her."

"Did you?" Jeremy asked looking back at him. "You may have saved her physically but how about mentally?"

"What do you mean?"

"I may not have claimed her life but I did her soul. She belongs to me now."

Mulder grabbed him by the collar roughly. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"You see, when I kill my victims, I take their life. But in sweet, Dana's case I have her soul. She will be forever haunted about what I did to her. There will be scars that she can never erase. Whenever she closes her eyes, she will see me. And in her dreams I will call her to me. I own her forever, Agent Mulder."

"You sick, bastard. You will NEVER bother her again. I will see to it."

"And how will you do that, Agent Mulder?"

Mulder walked over to Jeremy's machine. "By making sure you never see the light of day again and die like you should have in the first place."

"You really think that killing me will solve everything, Agent Mulder?"

"By killing you, I prevent the chance that you are ever released in prison or are able to get off on a plead of insanity charge. And it also means that if Scully dies, she didn't die in vain."

"Ah, so there is the chance that she may die? I must say that she was the strongest of all my victims. And that was why I enjoyed her so much. She gave me a challenge that no one ever had before. And knowing that I fucked her before you made it all the more sweeter."

"You didn't fuck her."

"How do you know, Agent Mulder? How do you know what happened in that room before you arrived? You could see that we were both naked, could you not?" Jeremy paused taking in a breath. "She felt so wonderful when I entered her and I could feel her pain. She was so tight and ready to be taken."

"Shut up."

"She screamed under her gag as I moved on top of her. And I moaned as I thrust into her. She really does like it rough, you know."

"I said shut up!" Mulder yelled before placing his finger over the button of the machine.

"Do you really think by killing me that it will be the end, Agent Mulder? Oh no, as I told you before it would just be the beginning. I told you that I own sweet, Dana forever. And if you kill me, I will own you too. Evil never truly dies, Agent Mulder. And good cannot exist without it. Kill me and I shall haunt you and sweet, Dana for as long as you both live. And when that happens, you will wish that you allowed me to kill the both of you when I had the chance."

"Where you are going, you will NEVER come back you sorry son-of-a-bitch!" Mulder then pushed the button on the machine. He watched as Jeremy writhed for a few minutes and gasped for air. He turned off the alarm on the vitals machine as he watched Jeremy then become still and go straight line. "Rest in hell." He whispered before donning on his doctor's mask again. He then quickly made his way out of Jeremy's room and walked down the hallway. Finding an unlocked closet, he ducked inside and took off his doctor's garb. He then leaned against the wall breathing heavily. "It's done." He whispered. "It's done, Scully."

As he sat in the waiting room, Mulder sat with his head in his hands. He should have felt good after killing Jeremy. So why didn't he? Why did he feel no relief? He remembered what he had been told in the past about when you killed someone that it didn't make the pain go away but just made it worse and sometimes grow. Is that what he was feeling now?

A doctor then walked up to him. "Mr. Mulder?"

Mulder rose from his seat. "Yes? How is she?"

"Miss Scully is recuperating and in critical condition. I'm afraid she has lost a great deal of blood."

Mulder closed his eyes. "Oh god. Do you have…any idea what could…"

"I'm afraid all we can do is wait." The doctor answered. "The wounds she sustained were almost fatal. And…even if she should recover it will take her a long time to get back to her normal state. I'm sorry, Mr. Mulder."

Mulder nodded. He then paused before asking the question that had been haunting him since his talk with Jeremy. "Doctor, can you tell me.." He swallowed. "Was there….any indication that she was raped?"

"When she was brought here and examined there were indications of vaginal tearing, yes."

Mulder clenched his fists tightly. "That son-of-a-bitch." He whispered. He then looked back at the doctor. "Can I see her?"

"She…isn't awake now and is quite weak. But..I guess it wouldn't hurt for you to see her a few minutes. She is in intensive care Room 618. But you must be brief."

"I will. Thank you, doctor."

The doctor nodded before walking away.

So it was true? Jeremy had actually raped her? Now he wished he had killed him slowly instead of just pushing a button. Mulder knew enough about what rape victims suffered. This would not be something that Scully would not be able to get over quickly. And Jeremy was right, based on this he would haunt Scully for god knows how long.

As Mulder made his way to the elevator, he felt torn inside. It was true he had stopped a serial killer but at what price? He remembered what Scully had suffered at the hands of Donnie Pfaster. It was an experience she had never truly gotten over. But what Jeremy had put her through was much worse. He knew this could take years for her to work through. But he vowed that he would stay by her side and help her no matter what. Scully had always been there for him and now it was his turn to return the favor. He would take off work if he needed, whatever it took to help his partner.

He walked off the elevator and started toward the intensive care area where he stopped in front of a phone.He picked it up."Yes, I need to see Dana Scully in room 618. I'm Fox Mulder, her FBI partner. Yes, thank you." He hung up the phone and opened the double doors upon hearing a buzzing sound. He looked up at the numbers and followed the ones leading to Scully's room. How many times had he seen Scully in a hospital? He had seen her dying of cancer in a room similar to the one she was in now. But this time for some reason he felt responsible for her condition now. He never should have let her do the undercover operation alone. He should have been more insistent that she not do it. And he hadn't trulytold her that he had a bad feeling about it as well. He now knew to trust his instincts. He took a deep breath and then entered her room quietly.

Lying on a bed Scully had the same amount of tubes and equipment hooked up to her as when Mulder had first seen her when she had been admitted. She almost looked like Jeremy when he had been on life support. He could see the scarring on her throat and face from where Jeremy's knife had cut her. Her beautiful face was now marked.

Mulder fell to his knees beside the bed as he gazed at her. "Oh god, Scully. What have I done?" he whispered. He took her hand as he trembled. "I never should have let you go alone, Scully. I should have told you the feeling I had but I was afraid you wouldn't believe me. That you would just accuse me of being too paranoid. You and your damn scientific beliefs." He gave a chuckle. "But I promise when you come out of this that I won't tease you about that anymore. I promise…to tell you everything that I feel. And I'm not going to let anything happen to you again. I'm not leaving your side, Scully and I'm not going to let you die on me either. We have way too much to resolve for you to leave me now, do you hear me?" He felt tears trickling down his cheeks. "I….I killed him, Scully. I killed him so that he can't hurt you anymore. And no one….will ever hurt you again, I promise." He laid hid face on her hand, much like he did when she had been dying of cancer. "Please don't leave me, Scully." He whispered. "Oh god, please don't. My life would be so lonely without you." He then felt his face being caressed slowly and gently. He opened his eyes. "Scully?" He lifted his head and looked at the bed.

"Mul…Mulder." Scully whispered weakly.

"Hey." Mulder replied with a smile as he wiped the tears from his cheek.

"Is…is he really dead?"

Mulder nodded. "He is. I killed him, Scully."

"Oh god, Mulder. Why did you do that? If you're caught…"

"I don't care what happens to me, Scully. A man like that didn't deserve to live. You're free from him now." He squeezed her hand reassuringly.

Scully shook her head. "Don't you know that's what he wanted, Mulder?"

"What…what do you mean?" Mulder asked with a confused look on his face.

"You played right into his game."

"His game? Scully, his game is over. He's dead."

"No, it isn't." Scully then began rasping.

"Scully?" Mulder asked as he touched her cheek. "What's wrong? Can you breathe?"

Scully only answered with another rasping sound as her body shook uncontrollably.

"Oh god!" Mulder ran to the door and opened it. "Help! I need some help in here!"

A nurse then came running into the room. "What happened?"

"She…she just started choking and…"

The nurse checked Scully's pulse and then looked at another nurse in the room. "We need a crash cart now!" She looked at Mulder. "Sir, I need you to leave now."

Mulder could only stare at Scully as she continued to convulse and turn pale.

"Sir, I need you to leave now!" The nurse repeated.

Mulder backed up slowly to the door watching as people surrounded Scully and went about working on her. He stepped into the hallway and the door was closed in front of him. He was witnessing everything he had witnessed when the paramedics had come upon her in Jeremy's room. He didn't know how much more of this he could take. And what did Scully mean about him playing Jeremy's game and it not being over? He then felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Agent Mulder, I need you to come with me." Skinner replied in a firm tone.

"Sir, I can't leave her."

"I'm afraid you have no choice."

Mulder turned to him. "What…what do you mean?"

Skinner sighed. "You are hereby ordered to be detained until questioned by OPR tomorrow."

"What?"

"I'm sorry, Agent Mulder. Really I am."

Mulder leaned into Skinner. "Is it about Jeremy? Do they know what I did with his life support?"

"No. They ruled that as a natural cause from his injuries. What you are being questioned about is your procedure in this operation as well as the shooting of Jeremy. So, I've been ordered to take you to a facility where you are to remain until your hearing tomorrow."

"Will you….let me know how she is?"

"After your hearing, yes. If you don't mind me saying so, Agent Mulder now is not the time to push your luck with OPR. Regardless of Agent Scully's condition they will not be as understanding about this situation as I am."

Mulder nodded. "Yes, Sir. I understand."

Skinner pulled out his handcuffs. "I'm sorry it's part of procedure."

Mulder put his hands behind his back and let Skinner cuff him. He briefly heard Skinner's words as he was placed under arrest in the shooting of Jeremy. As he was lead away, his thoughts were on Scully and what was happening in her hospital room right now. If she ended up dying, then everything he had done would be in vain.

NOTE: Sorry it took so long for me to get this chapter up but I just moved and had no internet access! I will try and get another chapter done to make up for it!Also the whole OPR situation I am not 100 sure on accuracy so please keep that in mind when reading this thank you!