Astoria Oregon, Wednesday Evening

"Going out?" Mrs. St. Croix asked, an eyebrow raised. Her son appeared to be putting slightly more effort into his appearance than usual.

"Dr. Covington and I are meeting up so she can fill me in more on what's going on up on the island."

"Uh huh."

Billy shot his mother a look. Which was returned with a knowing smirk. Nice to know he'd gotten that from her, rather than his father. "What?"

She just shrugged and indicated his nice clothes.

"This is an important opportunity, I want to look professional."

She went from smirk to a laugh. "Professional is one thing sweetheart. You've practically made yourself up."

"Mom!" Such a defensive, embarrassed and appalled tone coming from him made them both laugh. "Interrogators should just let people's mothers ask them the questions."

Astoria Oregon, Wednesday Night

All in all, it had been a good night. Dr. Covington was a fount of information, not just about the dig up north, but all sorts of fascinating subjects. And, okay, he had to admit, she was beautiful as well.

But Billy didn't have much time to dwell on such pleasant thoughts, as soon after he entered the house, the air was split by a terrifying scream.