[Andrew annoys Spike a lot most of the time. Still, he is part of the team, so after Andrew had been blissfully quiet for too long, Spike took it upon himself to make sure the boy was all right.

...he found a completely empty room that he could enter without an invite. He sighed, shook his head a little, then grabbed his communicator.]


Don't know how many of you knew him, but Andrew's buggered off without a word. Guess you can rest easy knowing he won't show up babbling about how you're fictional and he's read every single one of your comics. [And he'll never discover Spike's Buffy DVDs.]

You lot who are looking into the comas. Shouldn't you be trying to figure out why people keep vanishing as well? Seems a bit more dangerous than sleeping for a week.
[The camera turns on to reveal a frail-looking old woman in Victorian garb. She seems rather confused by the contraption, but she does understand how it works thanks to the general Barge run-down she's received. When she notices that it's recording, she smiles and sits back. She's on a beaten up looking couch and trying to look as if she's not uncomfortable with how old it looks, or how very modern the room is. She partially succeeds.]

Hello, I am Mrs. Anne Pratt. I hear my son William is a Warden here. [She frowns for a moment.] Though I can hardly believe this is his room. He seems to have... adjusted. [Her face smooths over, and she smiles again.] I'm very proud of him, even if I--

[She stops and coughs into a handkerchief for several seconds.] Excuse me. [She sips from a glass of water, then continues.]

It's not the direction I'd have expected, but I am certain he's doing good work.

[She smiles again, then turns off the camera.]

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