Remember

"Have you ever seen true evil, huh kid?"

Jesse shivered despite the warmth of the evening. The warehouse had already been processed and cleared by the police and CSI Unit, and the three members were doubtful that they'd find anything of use there. But still, it was the crime scene and with Jesse's knowledge and personal experience with the killer and Shalimar's animal instinct and senses, it was still worth a try. This is exactly why the three of them stood staring at the dried pools of blood and disturbed dust.

"Jesse, did you hear me?" Shalimar asked a little impatiently.

For the second time that night, Jesse startled back into himself. "Sorry," he said with a sigh and turned his back to the blood. Shal and Bren exchanged a look, but said nothing. They were both concerned for their teammate and what kind of danger this investigation would put his mental state in, but they knew for a fact that Jess would put himself in far more danger if they were to say something.

"I can't find anything useful here. There's a sent trail, but it's so old that it stops at the door. And from the sent of the blood, I'd say the victim was dead long before he was found," Shalimar repeated.

Jesse nodded, "I figured as much. Guess that means I have to get a hold of the police records, huh?"

Brennan frowned, "How do you plan to do that? The police don't usually put ongoing investigations into databases do they?"

Shalimar and Jess exchanged a smile. "We're just going to have to do it the old fashioned way then," Jesse said.

"This is the old fashioned way?" Brennan mumbled to Shal as he and she made their way as stealthy as they could through the ventilation system in the police station.

Shalimar smirked, "O relax, we have it all worked out. We'll signal Jesse, he'll set off the fire alarm. We wait a minuet as the station clears; take a few police files, just the copies of course…"

"Of course."

"…And we can't forget the coroner's report or the crime scene photos and then we get out of here. Simple."

"Please tell me you've done this before," Brennan asked. He didn't much like the idea of electrocuting police officers for doing their job. I mean, he didn't really think they'd buy the whole, 'we're mutants trying to save the human race from bad guys and that means were good guys just like you,' story.

"Sure," Shal said, a little too quickly.

Brennan groaned and whished he had reconsidered his agreement to partake in this endeavor. He didn't have long to sulk though.

"We're in place Jess."

"Roger, alarm in ten seconds, get ready."

Shalimar smiled at Brennan as the two waited. As promised, ten seconds later the pre-recorded sound of an electronically voice saying "There has been an emergency reported in the building, please walk to the nearest exit…" screeched it's way through the hall. The detectives below them all began to grumble, grab their coats and leave.

The pair waited for Jesse's signal before they moved; "You two are clear, I've taken out all cameras' in your area, as well as the elevators. You have about ten minuets, get going."

"Got ya Jess, see you in a few," Shalimar said as the two dropped from the ceiling.

It didn't take them long to find what they needed, it was laid out ripe for the taking and Brennan quickly gathered them up into his messenger bag while Shalimar set the bug. It had been Jesse who pointed out that not all the information would be in the files yet and tat they needed away to get it fast. So he had designed a nearly untraceable bug for Shal to place. And once she was done, she took up post as look out. She didn't move from her post until she was sure Brennan was up and away, then she too scrambled up and away into the air vent and the two began to make their way back to Jesse.

Once the three had made it back to Sanctuary, they began to examine the files taken. Going over every detail until their eyes burned. So far all that they'd learned was that the MO was still the same. There were two bodies, a male and female. The female was killed first, no torture, just a slit throat. The male was dragged away from her, paralyzed, rapped, tortured, and then murdered. The female was unidentifiable, but the male was in his early twenties with dyed blue hair that matched his eyes. The only evidence gathered was the male victim's torn clothes and some chain used to bind the male. No hair, no finger prints, and contaminated DNA.

"They list his DNA contaminated," Brennan said dryly. "Bet you if we run it, it'll come up in a Genomex file."

"Go for it," Jesse mumbled as he looked over the reports.

Shalimar however was silent, a look of terror on her face. She was examining the crime scene photos, trying to pick up on anything that was missed. But instead of looking at the surroundings, her focus was on the subject.

"Shal what's wrong?" Brennan asked when he noticed the feral's peculiar look.

Jesse looked up from the file that had engrossed him and examined his sister, "Shalimar I know what he did was bad, I'm reading the autopsy reports now. Hell, I even know it echoes what he did to me, so if you want to switch…"

"It's not that," Shalimar said softly, "It's…"

But she found it impossible to finish her sentence, so she simply decided to show the boys what was bothering her. She tossed the picture she was holding to the table and waited.

It was a close up of the male victim's face, and if it wasn't for the green hair, it could have been a close up of Jesse.