Fred stopped; had she just heard something down the alley? Everyone knew not to head down an alley when there was a noise, but Fred wasn't everyone. Fred was a little special and not always in the good way. She paused, wondering if she should try calling Wesley, Sam, or Angel. Her hands went to her pockets, but for now, there was no phone. She'd really have make sure she carried one with her, and not depend on the City to provide.
She took a few steps toward the alley opening and spoke softly, "Hello? Is anyone there? Are you okay?" She didn't enter, not yet, but she didn't want someone to be hurt and not get help. She was sort of a hero type, she supposed.
"Hello?" She took a few more steps and finally came to a stop, her eyes narrowing as she tried to figure out who was back in the shadows. Were they hurt? Were they doing the hurting? What exactly was going on?