I know it has been a really long time since I posted anything new with this story, but I've worked through my writers block and am back in action. I hope I still have some readers out there.

"The last man that kissed me like that ended up burning his own arm off in a fit or rage. I seem to have that effect on men." She said with a half smile. Mulder had started to drive back to the hotel.

"Are you saying I should watch my back, Scully?" He asked with a sarcastic tone.

"Oh come on, don't get so down on yourself. I mean look at us, we have no time to meet people outside of work so we end up falling for ex-cons and sociopaths. Me and a vampire. You, a scorned tattoo recipient." Mulder tired desperately to get a smile on her face. Everything he has said was true. The only people they had time for in their lives was each other. Inside Mulder knew she was the only person he wanted to have time for. It was not completely necessary for him to have kissed her earlier that night, he just saw and chance and ran with it.

"I don't know about you Mulder, but I'm exhausted. I have no idea why, it's not like we accomplished anything today." She said with a yawn. She had obviously wanted to change the topic to something entirely platonic.

"Yeah, I know how you feel."

Mulder woke up early the next morning to analyze, and over analyze the files of this case. The fact that Jimmy's body had been found with a white feather seemed significant to him. It was like whoever or whatever the killer was, they were trying to leave the clue behind. The feather they found in Jimmy's mouth was pure white, there was no way it could have come from any bird. It was pure white. Pure. Another thought crept in to his head.

"Scully, I think I may have something here." He didn't even say hello to her when she picked up the phone.

"Alright, I'll be right to your room."

"Now, just hear me out. I was thinking about this feather that you found in Jimmy's mouth. You saw it, it was completely untarnished. It couldn't have come from any bird. The fact that it was white also struck me. Whoever did this is attacking kids for making out and potentially having premarital sex. It looks like someone is trying to keep there community as pure as this feather is." He said as he held up the evidence baggie which had the feather in it.

"Mulder, even if that were the case there are at least two thousand people living in this town. It could be anyone." She shot back.

"No, see Scully I think that's what whoever the killer is wants us to think." He replied.

"So what exactly are you suggesting?" She asked, half afraid to hear his answer.

"I know I dismissed Father David rather quickly, if anyone knows the people around town, it would be him. Maybe someone made a confession to him." It was a valid point he had made, and she knew it.

They arrived back at the church at around 11 a.m. This time they were greeted by Father David outside of the church. He had been trimming the bushes surrounding the church.

"I'm sorry we caught you at a bad time father, but we'd like to speak to you again." Mulder said when he approached the man.

"I've already proved to you that my nephew is innocent, I don't know what else you could possibly want from me." He said taking off his gardening gloves.

"Come on now, let's take this inside."

"Father, we know you have a personal relationship with much of this community. If you have heard anything about the death of Jimmy, we need to know. Your nephew could still very well be blamed for this murder." Mulder knew that Paul had been cleared of all suspicion, but a little lying never hurt anyone.

"I swear to you that no one has come to me with any information regarding Jimmy's death. I don't know anything else." The tone in the priest's voice had become very aggravated and his face had turned a new shade of red. Just as it looked like he might explode, a loud crashing noise came from the basement of the church.

"What was that?" Mulder asked as he and Scully both placed their hands on their guns.

"I…I have no idea. No one besides me has the key to the basement." He replied.

"C'mon." Mulder said to Scully as he headed for the stairs.