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Author's note: I included Wesley in this chapter. Yay me! I've also updated "What's That Smell", and I'm working on a chapter of "Reality TV: Scooby Style" although that probably won't be on till tomorrow.

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" ... I think you'll be pleasantly surprised."

Lilah Morgan snapped her cell phone shut and turned back to her computer screen. One click of the mouse and hundreds of small pictures re-appeared, in no particular order, but each containing the same image. A five year old boy. Liam.

A noise from behind made Lilah turn sharply, making sure to hide her new found information as she did so.

"Gavin."

Her associate smiled smugly, having been standing there quite some time, pictures of Liam planted firmly in his mind.

"How do you find these things out so quickly?" he asked, not at all interested in the answer.

"How do you keep getting into my office?" she retorted, folding her arms impatiently.

Gavin smiled again, the smile which made Lilah's blood boil, although not literally, unlike an unfortunate incident with a client a few weeks back.

"I guess not all of us can sleep with the Angel Investigation employees ..."

Lilah froze for a second.

" ... some of us have to use other ways of getting information."

"I don't think that's any of your business," Lilah snapped, with more emotion that she'd planned.

"Don't you?" Gavin replied, noticing her unusual uncomfort and loving it. "Do you want to know what I think?"

Lilah stood up, her arms still folded. "No, not really," she said coolly, giving him a look which was enough to strike terror into the hearts of even the most fearful clients. "Now, Gavin, as much as I'd love you to stay and chat, oh wait, I really wouldn't," she laughed softly, "If you'll excuse me, some people have work to do."

Leaving Gavin standing there, she sat back at her desk, continuing as if he wasn't even in sight.

"Oh, and Gavin," she looked up, as if suddenly realising he hadn't left. "Close the door on your way out."

"So," Gunn started, looking at the six children, sitting on the floor perfectly still, and silent.

"They're quiet," Wesley whispered, leaning slightly towards Fred.

"Too quiet," she agreed.

Angel had gone to find Cordelia, worried about leaving her alone after Lorne's spell, and feeling guilty at having left it so long, before going after her.

Mini-Cordelia, seeing him leave, had been determined to follow him, after all, she was in a new place, probably full of shiny things to play with, and she was just waiting for the perfect moment to slip away.

"Should we say something?" Fred asked Gunn, continuing their conversation about the uneasy silence of the children. Even Krev was quiet, no signs of the dancing demon available, just six plotting children, each planning a way to escape the watch of the adults.

Five year old Wesley had been the quietest of the bunch, his head firmly in a book from the moment he'd arrived. The strange place frightened him, but he'd never admit it. Father said little boys didn't get scared, especially little boys who wanted to go to the Watcher's Academy. Wesley didn't want to become a watcher, he didn't want to be taken away from home, but it would make Father proud, and Wesley wanted that more that anything else in the world, even ice cream.

Little Fred's eyes bore into the back of Krev's skull, she just knew that the alien would be perfect for her experiments. She'd never had an alien before. Her mommy and daddy had said she could, but they were only pretending, coz they didn't think aliens were real, but they were. Fred had proof.

Liam loosened his tight grip of his knees, he hated this world and it's demons, he wanted to go home. He'd learnt his lesson, he'd never sin again, ever.

Keeping a close eye on the three people standing with the demon, Liam stood up and edged quietly towards the door, before slipping out into the cold air.

"Liam's gone!" Charlie shouted in concern, causing everyone to rush to the door in panic.

Mini-Cordelia, seeing her chance, raced out of the room and up the stairs, her hair flowing behind her as she ran. Charlie followed the princess, longing to play too.

Little Fred giggled and grabbed Krev's hand. "Do you wanna play dissection?" she whispered, pulling the terrified demon away, while the members of Angel Investigations called outside for Liam.

Only Wesley remained, still sitting cross legged on the floor, while the other five disappeared throughout the hotel.

TBC: The six children each discover trouble, while exploring without supervision.

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