Thea wandered down and round the corridors, following the map in her mind.

It wasn't far now until she would hopefully find the alarmed room, which contained the prophecy. She didn't know for definite if it was even there and the rooms may have been moved about but it was worth a try.

She just had one more corner to turn when he came. A man, well she thought it was a man, draped in a black rode, almost floating along the ground, came drifting along the corridor.

Thea pressed herself against the wall, slightly out of sight. If he was turning right them she was going to be in big trouble.

"Bloody hell," she muttered under her breath. "If anyone is listening, help me!"

From the air vents above, Leah heard the younger girls whispers. She scuttled along silently to the space where the vents joined a series of tunnels. In these tunnels hide Buffy, Spike and Wesley.

"Wes, can you make Thea invisible right now?" She hissed.

He nodded, understanding the emergency. With only a few muttered words the spell was cast. Leah saw this happen and crawled back to find out if Thea had moved.

The six year old was no longer pressed against the wall; at least Leah couldn't see her. But she could hear her shallow unneeded breathing. The spell had worked and just in time to. The cloaked man had just floated right past her.

Thea leant all her weight against the wall in relief. To her surprise, the wall was no longer solid but a gooey liquid. Thea lost her balance and fell.

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It was dark the other side of the wall. Too dark for even Thea and her extra-sensitive eyes to be able to see.

"Help," she whispered in hope. Nothing.

She waited for a few minutes as her eyes slowly adjusted. Unlike a normal person, her eyes could adjust quicker to light and dark as well as it being a lot clear with even some colours.

The room was very small with only one filing cabinet in the corner.

"Hello," a girl in a red dress came out from the behind the cabinet.

Thea smiled, this wasn't so scary after all. "Hello, I'm looking for a file. Can you help me?"

"I know why you are here, Immortal," the girl said in the same dreamy voice. "You are here for this."

She held out an orange/brown coloured folder. Thea took it and starred at the girl and then at the folder; the sticky label on the front read - For Thea.

"How-" The little girl in the red dress cut in.

"Just think of it as a blessing, you are the only one who can find the answers. Now GO!"

With the last word the world went bendy and swirled until it all faded black

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Thea's eyes flickered open. She was sat in the middle on the Angel Investigation lobby. He first thought was - 'where is everyone?' Then she remembered the trip to Wolfram and Hart and the people waiting in air vents and hollows for her.

"Hello!" She called out. "Hello!"

It was no use, the hotel was foolishly empty.

++++

A few blocks away, Buffy could feel something.

"She's back!" She suddenly yelled from their hiding place in the tunnels.

"Who's back?" Spike turned to look at his wife.

"Thea!" Buffy climbed over a few of the others waiting there. She needed to be back, they all did. "She's back a the hotel."

Spike nodded, realising what she meant, he ran after her leaving the others to think about it.

Neither of them stopped running through the complex zigzag of sewer tunnels until they had reached to hotel. They had not been there before and should therefore not know the way. But they did, it was like a sixth sense tracking device.

"Thea!" Buffy called out to her daughter as they burst through the doors.

"Mommy!" Came a happy reply. She ran into her mother's arms. "Mommy, I did it! I got the files Mommy!"

Spike burst through the doors and nearly ploughed into his wife and daughter. "My girls!" He joined in the group hug.

"Mom! Dad!" Thea wriggled away from them and ran back to the seating. She returned to them, the folder clasped in her hands.

"This little girl gave me this and she said it was meant to be for me and nobody else!" Thea explained, jumping around excitedly.

Buffy took the files from her daughter. "I'm gonna give these to Wesley to decipher." She opened the file and glanced over the text, if you could call it text.

"I think we could be here a while," Spike said peering over Buffy's shoulder.

"I wanna see!" Thea demanded.

"You can see it when's it's in English, honey," Buffy compromised. "For now we'll put them on Wes' desk.