"Time travel! Well why didn't you say so!" The bear sort of laughed and wriggled in Mohinder's hand until the Indian put him down. At eight inches of pink fluff, it toddled off down the rows of shelves and right on out of the children's section.

The Archive managed to still be dark in places, the spaces between light sources somewhat hard to determine until you saw a well of darkness ahead. Mohinder blinked at the bear as it started to pick up speed and he shrugged at Gabriel and picked up his own pace until he was outright running after the thing.

"Shanti! Slow down!"

The bear didn't listen. "This way, we're so close!"