"Come on Charlie, hurry it up! You have practice in fifteen minutes! Let's Go!,"

"I'm coming mom, Jesus!, don't get your panties in a bunch!"

"Charles Edward Degler, don't give me that attitude, it's your own fault!, I didn't lose my cleat!" Ellie replied.

"Whatever, I got it, let's go!," Charlie said angrily.

Ellie threw the explorer into drive, and flew down the street, the ball field was only a mile away. During that short ride, Ellie had a million thoughts running through her mind, about what Hammond might want. She hadn't heard from him in at least fifteen years, so why the sudden urgency to meet? She wondered.

"Mom stop! We're here," Charlie said

Ellie was so lost in her thoughts, that she almost passed up the ball field.

"You got everything?," Ellie asked.

"Yes mom, remember that practice ends at seven forty five," Charlie reminded her.

"Okay see you then hun, I love you," She said, and quickly shut Charlies door then sped down the free way. It was five forty five and it would at least take her another forty five minutes to get to Takamura's.

When she arrived, she noticed one familiar truck, it was Alan Grant's. "He has to be in there," she said to herself. Ever since Ellie's divorce with Mark Degler, her and Alan had become close again. Ellie fixed her hair, then stepped out of the SUV and walked inside.