breakmychest

[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.

[Spike's voice is husky and tired at first, but it gets stronger as he talks.]

...that nap was a bit longer than I expected. Take it this is what a Barge Coma is, then? How long was I out? And what did I miss?

[Locked to Elphaba]

Sorry I wasn't around, pet. Everything okay? And have you made any friends?

[Locked to Buffy]

How often did you visit me?

And just like that, no more Dru. Can't say I'll miss her, exactly, but I'd have liked it if she could've graduated. I mean, we had fun, back in the bad old days. Not saying I'd go back to being an evil killer. There's the soul-crushing guilt keeping me from that, and besides, I like being a hero. I'm way better at it than I ever was at being the Big Bad.

[He's quiet for a moment.]

Still, before she turned me, I was a bloody pathetic poofter. People were calling me "William the Bloody" started before I died, you know, and it wasn't because of anything violent. It was because my poetry was so bloody awful.

[Why did he say that? Spike doesn't tell anyone that. He had more to say, but he just shuts off the journal before he can. He's afraid of what might come out.]

[Guess who just reached School Hard in his Buffy rewatch? It was a weird experience. On the bright side, Spike comes off as very cool, and the part where he incinerated the Anointed One, well, he's just bloody badass. There's a small part of him that's flattered at the part where Angel talks about how terrifying an enemy he is. And of course, he and Buffy fight brilliantly together. Even if it's just actors, and it's... bloody weird. He's already decided that watching the commentary and such is more than he can take.

He also isn't crazy about seeing himself kill again. And watching Buffy with Angel, knowing how that'll turn out, seeing things he was clearly never meant to witness. Then there's Drusilla. The former love of his life, back when things were good between the two of them. Her being here is confusing and difficult and he wishes he weren't this affected. But he's always love's bitch, even if he's no longer in love with the woman in question.

God, he misses Buffy.]

So, who's found out they're fictional somewhere? And if you have, did you manage to find it? Did you bother looking? Was it... like your life?

[A pause.]

One of the new inmates, Drusilla, she's from my world. She's bloody insane and incredibly deadly. [It's one of those things he used to love about her.] I think she doesn't have a warden yet, so I guess you can talk to me if she gives you trouble. If anyone can help, it's me. Probably.

As the sanest vampire warden on board, I'm taking charge of the blood distribution process. Now, I need to know if there's anyone who's got ice or can make it or anything like that. I want to keep what we have good as long as possible.

That being said, and I'm really hoping it doesn't come to this, we might run out, and we might need donations. I know other people have asked, but tell me again so I can get a list started. I'm personally planning on holding out as long as I can, which is a while, but I don't want any attacks, and not everyone's me.

Just... anyone who can help. Let me know.

[Filtered to vampires]

All right, kiddies, I need to know how how often you need to feed and any other special requirements. Don't start eating people. My room's 409. Feel free to come visit.

[/vampires]

[Filtered to Elphaba]

Doing all right, pet?

[/Elphaba]

[Spike's voice is tight and a little wavery, though he's trying not to panic.]

Buffy's room is empty. What-- where is she? What happened? She can't just leave. We were just--

Please someone tell me there's another explanation for this. Tell me she's all right.

I need her.

[The feed starts out dark, then Spike flicks on his lighter, illuminating just his face. He starts to sing. And his voice is good.]

If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep him denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me

( I'll never be a saint. )

[The song ends and Spike retrieves his lighter and lights a cigarette, glowering.]

Bloody hell, I hate musicals.