"Oh, my dear Henry, thank you again for bringing me back to Vicki's apartment. Aren't you going to wait for her?" Marjory Nelson asked Henry with a cryptic look on her face.

"No, ma'am, I'm going to head back home. She just wanted me to make sure you made it here safely." with that he reached for her hand and kissed it as a sign of great respect.

Marjory giggled and put her hand to her chest. "You are quite the charmer, I can see why she loves you so much."

"Well, you know, Vicki and I.." Henry started, "Are the perfect couple." Marjory stated.

"Henry dear," she walked over to him and lightly put her hand on his cheek, very motherly, "When Vicki was with Mike, she was just like she is now except, now ..well she seems happier, more relaxed. They just didn't work together, too, I don't know, arguementative maybe?" Still are, Henry thought to himself. "I don't know if it's you, maybe she's learned, maturity or just plain happiness but I'm thrilled. Now, you go rest up. I'm going to take a nice hot bath." With that, she patted him and off she went.

Henry just stared after her. Huh, well, okay then, he couldn't even think of what he should say or do. So, he left. He made sure to lock the door behind him. He stared down at his keys, looking at the most precious one, the one to her apartment...

Vicki and Mike had gone back to the office. They sat pouring over the photos and notes, trying to come up with something. Coreen burst into the office.

"I found something!" She had scared Mike, AGAIN, and he told her, "Little girl, if you do that one more time, you might get shot." Vicki frowned at him.

"On edge much Mike?" Vicki asked.

"NO, I'm just not used to Punky Brewster here busting in like that. And maybe, this case might have me a little on edge."

"Just the case?" Vicki asked dryly.

"Vic, not now." Mike stared her down.

"Okay, watcha got "Punky" Vicki said smiling at Mike. He cocked his head and gave her a sarcarstic smile back.

"Well," she started, " seems that the case in 1978 was exactly like this one. Same area even. They had a suspect at one time, but not enough evidence to charge him." Mike snatched the folder she was reading from.

"Wait a minute! How come we don't have this information!?" he asked angrily.

"Because smarty pants, the police at the TIME, thought it was just some freaky serial killer and after the last young one died, they didn't want to add the older woman to it because of the "nature of the crime" she finished putting quotation marks as she said the last words.

"What do you mean nature of the crime?" Vicki asked.

"Glad you asked. It seems," Coreen said coming around the desk to stand beside Vicki and lookind directly at Mike, "that the suspect was of a supernatural nature." Coreen crossed her arms over her chest and looked very happy with herself.

"And...what? Why did they think this?" Mike asked, a litte perturbed.

"It seems, Detective Celluci, that the ONE and only witness, described a humanoid like creature with fanged teeth and sharp claws at one of the crime scenes. This," she pointed to the folder, "was tucked away in a box labeled, "hoaxes"." Then she sighed, "Plus, that witness was the last victim, so no witness..no evidence.."

With that, she dropped the folder in front of Vicki.

Mike looked at Vicki and said, with complete deadpan, "So, think we need to question any of Henry's friends or maybe just Henry? I mean, since he probably can't snack on you..." Mike never saw it coming...Vicki threw her desk lamp at him, catching him right above his left eye...

Vicki's mother ran her hot bath and gladly got in. She hummed to herself and thought how wonderful it was that Vicki was happy again. After soaking until the water turned cold, she stepped out and wrapped a towel around her. Just as she was about to exit the bathroom, she noticed something in the trash. She drew in a breath...is that a...????