Patient: McCoy, John James

The patient is seemingly adapting to life at the Halfway House. He is, however, still plagued by nightmares and panic attacks. Also, he suffers from periodic migraine attacks that completely incapacitate him.

Further, he is suffering from an underlying psychosis that apparently derives from his abduction in Nineteen Ninety-Six. (See attached File)

He has also manifested an unusual medical condition. I've ordered a full medical examination-bloodwork, and neurological-to find an explanation for what I witnessed the other day.

Dr. Emil Skoda sighed as he rubbed his eyes. He had seen a man bleed green the other day. He had seen those glass-cuts on Jack McCoy's fingers and hands close up and heal; in a matter of minutes.

There has to be a medical explanation for that…

…..

Morgue

FBI Agent Dana Scully stood next to Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers, looking down at the body on the slab. John Doggett had taken one look at the remains, gone white as a sheet, and decided he would be better off helping the detectives of the 27th find the killer.

Contrary to what the people at the 27th believed, Dana Scully was certain the killer was a human.

Or at least humanoid.

But not a gorilla or chimpanzee.

This time they'd been able to get fingerprints, off what was left of Willard Tappan's arms, legs, and his torso.

The fingerprints were identified as belonging to one John Curren; a man convicted of murder, and missing in the wake of a mass prison escape some years before.

"I don't understand," Rodgers said at last. "How could John Curren have the strength to do this?"

Dana Scully sighed. She had seen so many things since she had joined the X-Files Division; things she had believed impossible only a few short years before…

Aliens…Flukemen…And other various and assorted things that did considerably more than go bump in the night…

"Given enough rage, anything might be possible."

She had read the file on John Curren. He'd had every reason to hate Willard Tappan.

Swindled out of his lifesavings by Tappan…

He'd apparently pled Guilty so the then-prosecuting attorney could use him against Tappan.

Jack McCoy…

McCoy had his breakdown around that time.

Scully sighed again.

So, he went to stay with a friend, and that friend was killed in a home invasion, and Jack disappeared, taken by Jeremiah Smith, and everyone thought he was dead. Curren must hate Jack McCoy too.

…..

"He's back…" John Doggett heard Mike Logan's cheerful voice. "And there goes the neighborhood…"

"Hey, Mikey, I'm here to help you find this…Curren guy."

"Gee…Johnny, I'm so disappointed. No Little Green Men? Or ghosts? Or whatever it is you guys go after?"

"You've got a guy who's tearing people apart with his bare hands, Mikey. Think that's enough for now. Don't you?"

"It's gotta be an animal!" Logan protested. "I saw Curren way back when he was arrested in the Kapinski Case. There's no way he did any of this."

Doggett sighed.

"That's exactly what the fingerprints are saying, Mikey."

"John?" Logan tilted his head. "You serious about this?"

"Curren's fingerprints were all over the body," Doggett informed him, as his cell phone rang.

"Doggett here,"

"It's me," Dana Scully, calm and collected as ever. "Where are you?"

"The 27th. Why?"

"Jack McCoy…he needs to be placed in protective custody right away."

"Scully?"

"The kids were killed because there were encroaching on his territory, but Willard Tappan…Tappan had hurt John Curren, had swindled him, victimized him."

"McCoy?"

"Guilty of bad timing. Jack McCoy was set to prosecute Tappan for the Kapinski Murder. He got Curren to plead Guilty, so he could testify against Tappan. Then…he had that breakdown…"

"Yes…I guess…"

"I'll talk to Van Buren, John. You and Mike Logan need to go get Jack out of the House. I'll see if there's a safe place for him to stay until this is over."

"Okay, Dana. I'll tell Mike, and we'll go."

"Go where?" Mike Logan asked as Doggett put his phone away.

"Agent Scully thinks John Curren wants to kill Jack McCoy too. We need to put McCoy in protective custody."

"Right," Logan grabbed his leather jacket. "Let's go. Jack's had enough shit happen to him these last few years. Ed! We're going now!"

"Yeah," Ed Green grabbed his jacket too, and all three men were off to the Halfway House.