After her weepy session with Kosseff, Scully scampers back to the Print Lab. Lab Guy has good news, he tells her. They got a latent print off the victim's thumbnail. "There must have been a struggle before he killed her. Before he put on the gloves," Lab Guy says. Scully's quite pleased, and goes to call Mulder. As she dials, Lab Guy tells her that someone called for her earlier -- someone from the Minneapolis field office. He didn't recognize the name. "Did you tell him about the print?" Scully asks. "Hadn't found it yet," Lab Guy grins. I think I have a little crush on Lab Guy. Mulder picks up his cell and Scully tells him that she's "modeming" the fingerprint out to him immediately. Mulder wants to know whether she's flying back into Minneapolis that evening, but leaves it open for her to beg off if she's freaked. Scully tells him that she's coming back. "Besides, you need my help," she says. "Always," Mulder replies. Scully smiles and asks him whether he called the lab for her earlier, as though he wouldn't just call her cell phone. Of course, he didn't. And neither did Bocks. Scully makes a confused face and tells Mulder that she'll see him soon.
While Scully's flying over middle America, Mulder and Bocks take a team of Feds into Donnie Pfaster's apartment -- led there, I presume, by the trace on the print Scully sent over. They burst through the door and plow through the house, with much shouting of "move it, move it, move it." I do that all the time in bars. Without the Kevlar and the weaponry, sadly. In Donnie's bedroom, a guy finds a pillow stuffed with human hair, and stares at it, grossed out. Bocks strides from the bedroom into the kitchen, where he finds Mulder standing by the open freezer, holding a box of frozen peas and one frozen severed finger. Bocks puts out an immediate APB on Donnie Pfaster.
Scully collects her rental car all by herself in the middle of the cold, cold night and the harsh, harsh rain. She climbs into the rental and drives away, followed by Donnie Pfaster in his own car. How did he even know she was away from Minneapolis? I know he was the one who called the lab, but how did he know she'd be in the Latent Print Lab, and not, you know, in her office, or at home, picking up some extra shoulder pads?
Scully drives down the highway. The car behind her flashes its high beams. It's right on her tail. She nervously looks behind her. High beams. Driving. Bumpers bumping. Headlights. Nervous looks. Bumping. Headlights. Then Donnie Pfaster forces Scully off the road.