They arrive at Hicks' place, and seem entirely too surprised that Olivia's waiting there to meet them. "You didn't really think I'd stay home, did you?" she asks, as they walk up the front path. Lincoln tells her that she's not authorized to be here: "If Broyles gets wind of this..." he says, but Olivia is much too pretty for Lincoln to be able to finish that sentence, so he just says OK.

He knocks on the door, but there's no answer. And since they came all this way, they might as well look around. That means he's getting out the lock pick set. Might as well break a law or two! They head inside, where it's very dark -- hardly any daylight getting in through any window. They try the lights, which don't work, but the electricity's on because when they check the fridge the light comes on.

Peter heads to check the back, because splitting up is a GENIUS IDEA when you're looking for someone who may have changed into a vicious porcupine beast. Lincoln finds bags of medical waste in the kitchen and wonders what it's about. Olivia says she doesn't know because they didn't find these last time.

"Remember you said eventually all this would stop getting strange? In case you were wondering, it still hasn't," he says. Even in the darkness, he can tell she's looking at him blankly: she doesn't remember having the conversation. Maybe Lincoln should make stuff up! "Hey, remember I lent you a thousand bucks? When were you going to pay that back?" I mean, he might as well try to make the best of it.

Peter, meanwhile, is checking the back and finding nothing, but he is startled by a door swinging shut.

Even expecting an attack, though, I was genuinely startled by the beast jumps out at Lincoln (who is now on his own) and throws him against a wall. Olivia comes racing in and manages to fire off a shot or two at the creature, which skedaddles, and then Peter comes in. Safety in numbers, you IDIOTS.