Lydia hadn't connected the dots between humming and thinking about Peter but that was exactly what was happening as she started to unbutton her top even as the shadow loomed up behind her. The slam of the door caused her to whirl around then, the scream locking in her throat as she half expected to be attacked but stopped dead at the sight of Peter standing there.

"What?" She stared at him, confused and instantly wary about the look in his eyes. Something was clearly wrong.