"1972?"

Amber nodded. She nervously took a sip of her tea. She made a little face at it. It was getting cold. She set it back down and just clasped her hands together.

"You've been alive for more than 50 years?" Jenkins asked. "How old are you?"

Jenkins watched her as she struggled to decide if whether she should tell or not. He watched her eyes. When she opened her mouth, he noticed her pupils enlarged to the point he almost couldn't see the whites of her eyes. Before he even had the chance to be concerned, she screeched. Her hand going to her head. Her head went down in pain then her body swung back. Jenkins jumped up to catch her before she landed on the hard floor. She writhed in pain before she curled her body.

"Amber. Tell me what you see," Jenkins asked her.

"I can't….it hurts. Ahh!"

"You can. There's no pen or paper here. Tell me what you see now." Jenkins demanded as he held her, one arm under her. The other hand on her cheek. She was grimacing, her face contorting in pain.

"There's a boy. He's screaming in pain. A necklace."

"Good. Anything else?"

The pain began to abate as her body relaxed. She opened her eyes to his, the pupils going back to normal.

"He's in London," Amber replied.

"Good. Are you okay to get up now?" Jenkins asked.

"Yeah."

Jenkins helped her sit up and together they stood up. He didn't let her go as they walked together into the annex room. When they got there, the others were already there. Flynn and Eve were looking in a large book while the other three were gathering information.

"Jenkins!" Cassandra cried out. "We got a clipping!"

They all looked up to them. Amber almost wanted to step back and hide herself. She hated when people looked at her.

"Let me guess, is it a young boy in London? Something about a necklace?" Jenkins asked as he stood with Amber.

Flynn looked to Amber, "Vision?"

Amber nodded, "Vision."

Flynn looked back to the others, "Alright, we have more information now. Clippings book didn't say anything about a necklace. But now that we know, this makes it even easier to hunt down the artifact."

"Yes, let me set the destination for you," Jenkins said as he left Amber's side towards the large globe. Amber followed him instead of being left behind to just stand there and watch everyone.

She watched as Jenkins rolled the globe to Britain. He found London. He turned to her, "Do you know exactly where in London?"

She looked at him and nodded. Jenkins showed her how the contraption worked. Once she understood, she moved it so it would land in the right spot.

"Good," Jenkins said as he turned around. "The door is ready for you."

"Wonderful! Let's all go," Flynn declared.

Jenkins rolled his eyes, "As you very well know, Sir. I'm not going anywhere. Amber shouldn't be going as well."

Amber looked up at Jenkins. She was curious about this stuff, but she knew that he was right too. She did just have a vision after all.

"Next time," she told Flynn with a smile.

The door began to glow once Jenkins started it up and Flynn opened it. Each of the others left through the door until Jenkins and Amber was left.

Jenkins turned to Amber, "So…1972?"

Amber groaned.