She was about halfway through the folder when there was a knock at her door. Madisen looked up questionably and left the table, looking through the peek hole in the door. Agents Hudson and Skully were there along with the man in the trenchcoat. She gave a small sigh in relief. Many would call her paranoid.

"Agents," she greeted, opening the door, "What can I do for you?"

"Sorry for intruding but the detective told us that you had a folder about the case?" Hudson said.

"Ah yes. I do," she said. "Do you need it?"

"Uh yeah. That would be great thanks," Hudson said.

Judging by the way the man said it she he was obviously the youngest, and also the most lenient of the agents. Madisen gathered the folder contents and walked back over to them. She gave Hudson the folder, noticing the trenchcoat guy glaring at her. Why does he do that? Does he have some sort of trust issues? Hudson and Skully gave a nod and went to leave, the man in the trenchcoat in tow. They weren't even two feet away from her now closed door when they got a phone call. She couldn't help but listen in.

"Yeah... Right... We'll be right there, and we'll bring White," said Hudson.

Bring her where? She could hear them walking back up to the door so she opened the door just as they were about to knock.

"Need anything else?" Madisen asked, pretending she didn't hear them on the phone.

"Yeah, the detective called us and said she found something weird. You should come with us," said Skully.

"Sure. Let me get my keys." She walked over to her bed. Skully nodded and left. She grabbed her keys and locked the door on her way out. She noticed Skully get in the Impala she had seen earlier at the diner. "Nice car!" She yelled over to Skully.

Skully grinned and got into the Impala. Madisen had a 2005 grey Dodge Dakota. Not very special but it could hide all of her weapons. It also had the White Tree from Lord of the Rings on the back window. It was there when she bought it and ended up having to Google it. She wasn't too big on pop culture references. Sure, she knew a few, but otherwise just went on her business. She climbed into her truck and followed the Impala, knowing that the agents knew where to go. Obviously to another crime scene, but she had to follow Hudson, Skully, and Mr. Glare In A Trenchcoat.

**********

Madisen stepped back from the ledge. A man had jumped from here. It looked like suicide to her. So why did they call them? Suicide isn't something very unusual. Even for them. Half of the cases involving suicide she found had been nothing in the end.

"Looks like suicide," said Hudson.

"It was. Guy left a note," said Miss.

"So why call us? I mean, suicide isn't that uncommon to end up calling us," Madisen commented.

"Because I have two witnesses who swear that made-off here, floated in air for a good ten seconds, then he looked down, and splat," explained Miss. "Not sure I buy that, but the way they're talkin', sounds like something straight out of a-"

"Cartoon," finished Skully.

Miss shrugged, "You said you wanted weird."

"Thank you," Madisen said, watching Miss walk away.

Skully turned to Hudson, "She's right you know. I mean, the whole heart jumping out of a guys chest, the delayed fall. That's straight up Bugs Bunny."

"Nah," she started, "The delayed fall is more like the Coyote and Roadrunner cartoons. Or maybe Tom and Jerry."

Skully shot her a look, "Okay but still. This thing is just getting weirder."

"So we're looking for some sort of insect-rabit hybrid, a coyote, and a roadrunner? How do we kill them?" The man in the trenchcoat asked. Madisen shot him a strange look. Was he high or something? Is that why he always glares?

"We don't Cas. That's a character like uh, like Woody Woodpecker, Daffy Duck," explained Hudson. So Mr. Glare did have a name, Cas. She nodded, but the name must've been short for something. Casanova?

"They're animated movies. You know uh, the Coyote chases a Roadrunner, and an anvil gets dropped on his head!" She happily explained. The Coyote and Roadrunner was one of her favorites. All those failed attempts to catch the Roadrunner.

"Is it supposed to be funny?" Mr. Glare - Cas asked.

"No. It's - It's hilarious," Skully said. Cas only looked questionably at them. Well, at least he's not glaring at her, she thought. But who hasn't seen them?

"Well, it was nice to be here and all," she started again, walking towards the door that lead into the building and off the roof, "but I need to get back to research and see what I can find out."

"Don't you need the folder?" Hudson asked.

"I made a copy just in case," she explained. The two agents nodded at her while there friend was deep in thought. "Oh and Hudson?" Madisen called, now at the door. Hudson looked up at her. "Have your friend watch some Loony Toons. He was deprived during his childhood." The man nodded, smiling at her comment.

**********

She'd been at this for hours and the only thing she could find is an area where strange things have been happening over the time since everything began. It was somewhere near a Something-Something Hospital. It was a retirement hospital, that's for sure. She was jerked from her thoughts when her phone rang.

"Hello?" She answered.

"There has been a bank robbery and it's weird. You might want to take a look."

Oh, it was only Miss. She gave Madisen the address and hung up. She grabbed her ID and left. She also left in her casual wear, since she hated being in skirts. So Madisen left in a black T-shirt and jeans. Maybe she shouldn't put stuff down so often. Then she wouldn't have to pick them up when she left.

The ride was short and the local police let her in. Only after showing her fake badge that is. She walked up to Miss, Hudson and Skully.

"Ah, Agent White," Miss greeted, seeing her standing next to Skully.

"What's up doc?" She asked. They all noticed her reference but said nothing. One of the agents gave her an exasperated look while the other one gave a small smile. "So what happened?"

Hudson pointed at the anvil in front of her, which she somehow managed to not notice. There was blood and mush all around it. Obviously what was left of the unfortunate person who was hit by the anvil. How she didn't see that, she could never guess.

"That's Loony alright," she commented.

Miss began, "Gotta ask, you guys chase the crazy or does the crazy chase you?"

"Good question," Madisen mumbled at the same time Hudson said, "Depends on the day."

"Who's the pancake?" asked Skully.

"Security guard. He called in reporting a robbery. But by the time we got here..." Miss trailed off.

"Ouch, wait a robbery?" Madisen asked. She got the whole bank part, but who drops iron on a guy? Seriously, what the Hell man?

"Looks like the Black Hole was trying to jimmy open the safe deposit box when Mr. Ranakoc found him and, well. You know how that story ends," Miss answered, nodding to the safe.

They all turned and looked at the wall. There was a black circle painted on it, just about big enough to let a person through. Clear as day that spot was.

"The Black Hole?" questioned Cas.

"It's our name for the burglar that's been running us ragged. He's a pro. No fingerprints, never any signs of forced entry. Just a pair of those every time," Miss pointed to another black circle. "Like he's signing his work. Perp's never done anything like this before though," Miss continued, "obviously."

"So a dude that has been robbing you for a while, kills a man with Loony Tune iron, and makes off with your money," she said, summing it all up.

"Yeah. We've never had anything like it," Miss answered, embarrassed slightly.

"No cameras got him or anything?"

"Not one. We haven't ever had the need for cameras."

Hudson cut in, "You mind if I take a look at your files, to see if I can find anything else?"

"No skin off my nose. I'm headed to the station now if you want a ride?" Miss said, walking away.

"Perfect," Hudson nodded at Skully.

"Well I'm going with. Not much I can do here," Madisen said, following Miss and Hudson to the door, "Staring at this, mush, isn't on my to-do list of today." She left Skully and the trenchcoat guy, Cas as she remembered, and went to her truck. More research to do. Fun.