Vicki froze in place, still hanging onto Kate. Henry was completely vamped out. Mike had started to get up, rubbing the back of his head. He looked around shocked to see Starr had disappeared. He saw the little girl where Starr had been. Dagon was still on his knees, face to face with the girl.

"Princess, my little one, how?" Dagon whispered wanting badly to reach out and touch her.

"What the hell did I miss?" Mike asked bluntly, looking at Kate.

"Well, apparently, " Vicki said in a low whisper, "the missing girl was a reincarnation of the serial killer's daughter, or at least, that's my best guess. Kate is sick Mike, very sick. You need to get her out of here and to a hospital." Vicki handed her off to Mike. Kate collapsed, Mike scooping her up in one fell swoop.

"Kate..." He said kissing her on the cheek, furrowing his brow.

"Go, Mike.." Vicki said shooing him out. This caught Dagon's attention.

"No..I need her soul, I need her sacrifice to be free.." Dagon told them, turning away from his "daughter" momentarily. He had a crazed lost look in his face.

"I have waited, searched..too long, too many lost, I'm tired of killing," he said glaring at Mike, daring him to move.

"What good will it do to kill Kate?" Vicki asked defiantely, putting her hands on her hips, daring Dagon to get closer to Mike.

"The being told me, I have to find it, only then will I know.." he yelled at them.

"I think you misunderstood, I don't think that's what the being meant. What exactly did it say?" Vicki was trying to divert his attention from Kate hoping to get them out of there safely. He related the story to them. He frowned as he told them, as if he wasn't sure what had actually been said.

"Are you sure? Why would a being want you to murder someone or for that matter, put your soul, essence or whatever in someone for you to murder? That makes no sense," Vicki said taking a step toward him. It really didn't make sense. Before Vicki let Henry have him, she wanted answers. Dagon was thoroughly confused. What did make sense? When had he lost sight of what he was supposed to learn? When had he lost it altogether and just began killing for the sole purpose of the thrill?

"So, you.." Vicki pointed to him, "you were Jack the Ripper?" Dagon nodded, glancing back to see if his daughter was still there.

"Why? Why did you kill them?" Vicki wanted to solve an age old mystery, not that she could share it with anyone, it would just bring her satisfaction.

"I don't know, really. If you had lost everyone you ever loved, " he looked back at his daughter, "then made to feel like you were punished for an eternity, not feeling whole, you might be crazy too."

He told them that when he first started killing, no one noticed. He became disenchanted and bored, never getting close to ending his long terrible life. So he decided to make sure he was noticed. The thrill of it all was just wonderful to him. Then someone else sent letters, a copycat. It angered him. He stopped and disappeared, never being caught. He created one of the biggest sensations in history, who was Jack the Ripper? He never let himself be noticed again, not on that large scale.

"Besides," his eyes became dark, "women are nothing to me. A woman lost my only daughter," he turned to face the little girl he believed to be her.

"No father, it was not mother's fault," the little said, stepping closer.

"What? What are you saying?" Dagon asked.

"It was me, I jumped in, like my brothers, I thought I could do it too," she answered innocently.

"Let me go, father, stop hurting others. Please, let it go." the little girl reached out her hand to her father.

"I can't."

"You must, you must learn from this," she told him, then she faded away, Starr's body being crumpled in the spot where the little girl stood.

Dagon screamed again, "NOOO..not again!"

He had lost her again, once more his daughter was gone.

Dagon lost it, he turned on Vicki, Kate and Mike.

"You will pay, someone will pay.." He turned to Mike who was backing out with Kate, "she must die.."

Dagon started toward Kate and Mike, Vicki cut him off backhanding him, throwing him off -balance.

"That's for hitting me you sick bastard," Vicki had waited patiently for that. It felt good. Dagon turned slowly, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You dare hit me woman.." he hissed out. He dove to get her when he felt two hands grab him. Henry took control of him, grabbing him from behind, jerking his neck to the side and biting down hard, right into his jugular. Henry gulped, Mike looked in shock then got up the stairs as fast as possible with Kate. Henry didn't like the taste of his vile blood but he knew this was the only way.

Dagon was jerking and screaming in pain, Henry continued to drain him, something he had not done in a long time. The visual of him going for Vicki, coupled with the knowledge he had been Jack the Ripper, someone Henry himself had helped search for and that Dagon had threatened every woman in the room, Henry was done with him. Dagon had learned nothing. It was time for a little Henry justice. Dagon jerked several more times, then went limp.

Henry dropped Dagon's lifeless body on the floor. He wiped Dagon's blood from his mouth with his sleeve, something he hadn't done in years. Henry slowly met Vicki's eyes, afraid of what he would see. She had never really seen him kill a human like that, he hated that she had witnessed it. To his surprise, Vicki was kicking the body.

"Vicki, what are you doing?" Henry asked.

"I think we should cut his head off, just to make sure." Vicki said matter-of-factly.

Henry was amazed, she was non-plussed by what just happened.

"Are you okay?" he asked thinking she was in shock.

Vicki clicked her tongue, tilted her head and said, "Yes, but what the hell took you so long?"

Henry said nothing, he didn't want to tell her that he hadn't wanted to do that in front of her.

"Henry," Vicki said, stepping over the body to embrace him, "don't be afraid to use your beast in front of me. I can handle it."

"Besides," she said grinding into him, "I kind of like it when you use it just right.." she grinned wickedly.

Henry breathed out a sigh of relief. He bent down to kiss her. She put her hand over his mouth.

"Oh hell no, you are not kissing me after having that crazy person's blood in your mouth, " she pecked him on the cheek.

"Fair enough, " Henry smiled. The man was vile to be sure. They both heard whimpering at the same time.

"How long has she been awake?" Vicki asked as they both turned to her direction.

"Long enough to see he's a monster.." the girl whispered.

Vicki and Henry looked at each other.

Henry was over to her in a second, "You will not remember what you saw," he said as he locked eyes with her. He put the memory of the man dying as a strangling, nearly decapitating him. When he stood up, the girl shook her head and looked around, her new memory taking effect. Vicki, however, had truly decapitated him while Henry's back was turned.

"What?" She said holding a sword in her hand.

"Where...? " Henry said pointing to the sword. She thumbed behind her, a whole wall of them, in the shadows.

Henry shook his head, undoing the girl, taking everyone upstairs.

"We'd better call this in, let the police take over.." Vicki said dialing.

Henry turned to Starr and put one more suggestion into her head...