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"As you know, Angel," Lilah began, both eyes firmly on the vampire, her back deliberately facing Wesley. "You're a major player in the apocalypse."

Angel rolled his eyes; he'd heard that speech thousands of times before. "Get to the point, Lilah."

She smiled confidently. "What if I told you we could change that? What if I told you you'd never hear from us again?"

"I'd say, get the Hell out," Angel said in a threatening tone, however not raising his voice at all. He'd had enough of Wolfram and Hart's plans in the past, and wanted nothing to do with this one.

"Come on," she said, her voice almost laughing at him, "I have something you want. You have something I want," she paused and turned her head to where Liam was quite obviously watching, from behind the couch. "A 'trade' if you like."

Fred grabbed Liam and pulled him out of sight. Making sure that Mini Cordy, Wes, and Charlie, were still hidden, she whispered in his ear. "Where's Krev?"

He looked at her blankly.

"Krev," she said again, desperate for a way to get the little boy away from Lilah. "I need you to find him." Fred gave Liam a gentle nudge, and he ran out of the room, and away from the lawyer's sharp eyes.

The adult Wesley gave Fred a quick smile of appreciation, and she felt a familiar sinking feeling in her stomach, the way she always did after seeing the ex-watcher. Fred knew how he felt about her, and she loved feeling wanted. Not that Gunn didn't want her, quite the opposite in fact, but it just wasn't the same, and it left her with that confused, sinking feeling in her stomach.

"Two Angel's in this world," Lilah reminded the vampire. "Why don't you let us take one off your hands?"

"No." Angel said firmly, at the same time as little Cordy shouted, "He's not Angel, he's Liam."

Lilah ignored the five year olds out burst; it wasn't her she wanted, it was Liam. She'd done a lot of research in a matter of only a few hours, and despite the original disappointment of discovering that the kids were only clones of the Fang Gang, Lilah had soon perked up after realising that it made no difference. If something happened to the children, then it happened to the adult, whether the kids were copies or not.

So if she could just get hold of Liam, then the Senior Partners would have Angel exactly where they wanted him.

"Isn't about time you were going?" Gunn spoke up, leaving no room for argument.

Obediently Lilah moved closer to the door, taking a sneaked glance at one of her many cameras around the Hyperion, and smiling inwardly that Wolfram and Hart's new hi-tech design, meant that not even Lorne could hear the buzzing, which was what went wrong last time.

"Think about my little proposition, Angel," she said calmly, as she watched Fred emerge from behind the couch. An unusual feeling crept into the lawyer as she saw Fred smile at Wesley. If she hadn't known better, she would have said it was jealousy, but Lilah Morgan wasn't the kind of person to get jealous, after all, her whole job required no emotion. She turned and left.

Little Fred smiled sweetly at Krev, the blade gripped tightly in her hand. She prayed that aliens really didn't have stuffing, as she stepped towards him, because that would have been disgusting.

Suddenly she paused; she'd seen lots of people being dissected on TV before, when her mommy and daddy thought she was sleeping. After all, when there were Government conspiracies going on, it was only right for Fred to learn all about them.

The little girl ran her eyes around the surroundings, everything she'd seen on TV had taken place in a dark room. Well, she had one of those. And there was always creepy music being played in the background, which was something she didn't have. Mini Fred sighed; if she wanted it to be done properly, then she'd need to find a radio.

Krev took this time to try and escape, however just as he reached the top step, he was drawn back down again by an amazing sound. Music. He'd only ever heard noises like that in his head. He'd thought he was crazy. He'd even been told he was crazy. But the almost hypnotic sound was real and the little demon could hardly believe it.

Fred watched him in his trance like state, and decided it would be the best chance she'd get. The five year old dragged the blade down his stomach, just as Liam tumbled down the steps, having found them like he'd been instructed. His mind went straight to the radio, with a cry of "Tiny Minstrels!"

Krev screamed in pain as blood began to drip from the wound. In reality it was only a scratch, but the small demon howled as if he was dying, which he honestly believed he was.

Fred's eyes widened and she backed away in horror at what she'd done. Aliens weren't meant to bleed. She stumbled into the corner, with tears streaming down her cheeks. Aliens weren't meant to bleed.

Liam however, continued shaking the "tiny minstrels" in amazement, paying no attention to his chaotic surroundings.

"Jumping Judas on a unicycle," Lorne cried in confusion, as a red patch began seeping through his blue silk shirt.

Everyone looked at each other with shock, and then realisation. "Krev!"

Connor gently brushed a strand of hair out of Cordelia's eyes. "You should rest," he told her softly.

She shook her head. "I'm ok," she insisted, avoiding eye contact.

"You haven't slept since you came back," he continued, still softly, concerned for her.

Cordy looked up at him suddenly. "I saw something," she explained quietly, lowering her eyes again, as if ashamed to say it. "I didn't just get back my memory, I got something else. Something horrible."

Connor grabbed her hand. "What?" he asked gently, already worried, but not wanting to put pressure on her.

Her eyes glazed over and Connor jumped slightly, still keeping his hold on her hand. "I can taste the blood of all the people it's going to kill." Her eyes coloured again, and a tear escaped from one of them.

"It's ok," Connor told her. "You're safe with me."

"No one's safe. Don't you understand that?" She pulled her hand away from his and stood up dramatically. "I want to warn Angel, but the words won't come out," another tear rolled down her cheek, and Connor hugged her awkwardly. "Why can't I tell him?"

Angel and Lorne arrived in the basement faster than they'd ever thought possible, with Fred, Wesley, Gunn, and the kids, right behind them.

Lorne went straight to Krev, scooping him up into his arms, and carrying the screaming demon out of the room, and to some sort of first aid, even though it was only a scratch. Fred might have been strong, but she wasn't strong enough to cause any real damage. Mini Cordy watched them leave, fascinated by it, and curious to find out what would happen next. Maybe the demon would die, like they did in Sunnydale. She quickly chased after them, with Charlie following her like normal.

Little Wes noticed yet more weapons on the walls, and longed to reach out and take them, they just looked so shiny and fun. The grown-ups wouldn't be very happy though, and they might tell Father, who would be very cross. Wesley didn't want that to happen at all, so instead he turned to Liam, who was still staring at the radio. Wes smiled shyly and turned it off.

"You made the tiny men stop singing," Liam announced in awe.

Fred gasped as she saw her younger self huddled in the corner, tears running down her cheeks, with a pen in one hand.

Angel and Gunn rushed to the little girl, who had managed to fill most of her corner with strange sums and letters, in only a short amount of time. Angel carried her out, ushering little Wes and Liam along too. The radio went with them.

Fred sighed with disbelief, she'd always been a curious child, not blood thirsty as some might say, but always curious to descover more. She'd never have thought Mini Fred would have taken her obsession so far. She could still hear the little girl's sobs as Angel carried her upstairs.

Gunn came and put his arm around her, and once again she felt a confused, sinking feeling. "I'm gonna take a bath," she said, ducking out from under his arm.

"Oh," Gunn's face fell as he realised she meant a bath alone. "Yeah, ok."

Fred sighed again, although no longer with disbelief, but more with sadness and regret. "Can we not do this?"

"You mean have a meaningful conversation, the way that two people who love each other are supposed to?"

Fred looked down at the floor. "Fine. We'll do this."

"I can feel it," Cordelia pushed Connor away with terrified force. "It's almost here."

Author's note: If you haven't seen series four, then this story is about to get a lot more confusing! lol

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