Disclaimer: I don't own the Buffy series, the Glee series or Rent (only a slight mention for that play.)

Timeline: Post S7 of BtVS and during S1 of Glee.

Prologue

Andrew was sitting down at a table and he was smiling happily, the Scoobies were happy with him, hell even Kennedy was starting to grow on him but there was a nagging doubt in the back of his mind, like something was hurting him, leashing him but it was letting go.

"Hey Andrew," Xander said, "We still on for that convention this weekend?"

"Umm yeah," Andrew said, "We are Xander but we're going to have to go to it later."

Xander nodded as Andrew walked out, he was still confused and he wanted to go to sleep. As Andrew sank into his bed his mind began playing tricks on him; he remembered things that he couldn't have possibly remembered, Avenue B? Where did that come from? A Spanish girl helping him get a job?

Another flash of memory; he was sitting next to a man called Angel but it wasn't the vampire Buffy kept talking about, it was someone else: he wore a dress, he looked like a chick and he was always nice.

Mimi, that was the Spanish girl's name; he liked her as she was always hugging him and treating him like a little brother. She let him move in with her, though she sometimes did some smack but she was nice to him, her and Angel both took him out and made sure he was safe and had things to eat.

Collins, he was another friend; he smiled and always spoke in a calm voice and did his best that he could to have an education.

Andrew woke up in a daze, 'It wasn't time for breakfast yet,' he walked out to the large gym and he began to sing a song he heard Mimi sing:

"What's the time?

Well its gotta be close to midnight.

My body's talking to me, it says, 'Time for danger.'

It says I want to commit a crime, wanna be the cause of a fight,

I wanna wear a tight skirt and flirt with a stranger.

I've had a knack from way back

At breaking the rules once I learn the games.

Get up, life's too quick,

I know someplace sick

Where this chick'll dance in the flames

We don't need any money; I always get in for free

You can get in too, if you get in with me.

Let's go out tonight,

I have to go out tonight,

You wanna play? Let's run away,

We won't be back before its New Years day,

Take me out tonight.

...Meow HA!"

Andrew began to hum out the tune unaware that he now had an audience as his singing had woken up half of the council.

And he began to sing again:

"When I get a wink from the doorman

Do you know how lucky you'll be?

That you're online with the feline of Avenue B.

Let's go out tonight

I have to go out tonight

You wanna prowl? Be my night owl

Well take my hand, we're gonna want to howl out tonight.

In the evening I've got to roam,

Can't sleep in the city of neon and chrome

Feels too damn much like home

When the Spanish babies cry

So let's find a bar

So dark we forget who we are

And all the scars of the Nevers and maybes die!

Let's go out tonight,

I have to go out tonight,

You're sweet,

Wanna hit the street?

Wanna wail at the moon like a cat in heat?

Just take me out tonight!

Please take me out tonight

.. Don't forsake me

Out tonight,

I'll let you make me!

Out tonight.

Tonight."

Andrew collapsed and began to snore, Xander picked him up and said, "Someone check if some idiot summoned Sweet again, I'll take Andrew to his room and put him in bed."

As Xander carried him and put him in bed he was a bit worried about the kid, this wasn't like Andrew at all. He was a bit worried him, especially if he was acting like this.

The next morning Andrew woke up feeling odd; his memories were feeling like a drummer pounding on his head with a definite beat and he began to rock his hips to that beat.

He walked out and saw Xander looking at him with a weird look on his face, he also saw Faith giving him a look too.

Andrew looked at Willow and said, "What's wrong with everyone?"

"Umm," Willow said, "Don't you remember? You were singing last night and you were pretty good."

"I don't sing," Andrew said softly, "Never been my thing, I don't have a voice for it."

Oz looked up and said, "What? Andrew, you were singing great, you do have a great voice."

Andrew shrugged again and said, "I don't sing," and walked off.

Willow looked concerned and looked at Kennedy, who simply shrugged and said, "It's not like he's hurting right now."

"Don't know about that," Oz said I saw his eyes, there was something wild and angry hiding behind his blue eyes and it wanted out," and Oz found that he could relate to it.

That night, Andrew woke up in the middle of the night and walked out of the compound, unaware that he had a tracking spell on him.

Willow was following him along with Oz and Buffy, they saw him walk through the streets and Buffy said, "This is weird, why's he acting like this?"

Willow and Oz both shrugged and they followed him into a gay bar, Buffy began to get worried when Andrew danced onto the center and Buffy looked amazed at how he was dancing.

Oz noticed the wild thing behind his eyes begging for freedom, it needed to released and now he was attracting the wrong kind of attention from the men there Oz smelled the attraction in the air as Andrew was pumping out lust and eagerness, Oz jumped behind him and did his best to warn off the men who were crowding him.

Andrew turned back and said with a feral grin, "What's up wolf boy? You wanna howl with me?"

"Dude," Oz said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," Andrew said with a smirk as he danced closer to another man, "I just gotta get out of that place, it's suffocating me," as he stopped dancing and went over to the bar and got a glass of hard liquor which he downed it in one shot. He grinned at Oz and said, "Now, if you don't want to have one, leave me alone."

Oz looked at Buffy and Willow, who were getting more and more concerned by his behaviour.

Andrew danced to the beat inside of his head again; the drums were pounding extra hard now, so hard that his ears were ringing and he felt like he was flying and whispered, "God, what kind of booze is this?" As he fell to the floor only for Buffy and Willow to grab him while Oz kept a couple of men away from him and they carried him back to the compound.

Buffy looked at the silent kid in front of her and shuddered to herself, it was kind of creepy. Why was he acting like this?

Andrew woke up tied to the bed and panicked and yelled, "Why am I tied up? What's happening to me? Did I kill someone again?"

Willow smiled sheepishly and said, "It's alright Andrew, you're just acting really weird. I mean don't you remember what you did last night?"

"No," Andrew said, "I went to bed and fell asleep, like really quick."

"No," Willow said, "You went to a bar and you were dancing with a lot of men Andrew."

"What?" Andrew asked confused.

"It's alright, we're doing some research," Willow said, "But we're going to keep you tied up until it's alright."

A couple of days later and two of Andrew's attempts to break free Willow caved in and cast a spell over him and found that there were actually a number of spells on him and what was the only relief to Willow and the others was that none of them cast it on him.

Xander was horrified, they didn't even know what these spells did to him and they were afraid to remove them because of hurting him so Giles eventually called a friend of his; a sorcerer who promised to come over as soon as he could to work with Andrew.

That night Andrew as being tied up as they put him in bed and Buffy took the first watch over him, as she watched him sleep she wondered who cast those spells on him, she could think of a number of people but no reason why they would cast spells on him.

Andrew woke up and saw Buffy looking at him, his eyes wild looking and angry and he screamed, "Let me out, now! I didn't put up with this bullshit from my parents and I'll sure as hell not put it with you guys. Let me go and you won't hear from me again, I promise."

Buffy looked horrified and said, "Andrew, we're your friends and we want to help you."

"Take this to heart," Andrew said bitterly, "I neither want nor need your help, I want my other friends here and my memories back and to never see my mother again."

"Oh god Andrew!" Buffy said as she wiped his forehead clean, "It'll be alright," and decided that she and Xander would go and see his family.

As they left for the airport Buffy looked at Spike, who had come to stay with them from LA to watch over Andrew just to make sure he was alright.

Buffy patted Andrew's hand while he was resting and said, "We'll make sure you're back to normal soon."

The airplane was surprisingly fast; thankfully Andrew's parents didn't live so far away. They got into the rent-a-car and drove, Buffy sighed, "I hope they can shed some light on why Andrew is acting like this."

"Don't worry Buff," Xander said, "There's no way his parents could be worse than mine."

They drove through the small town looking for Andrew's parents, Buffy was getting hopeful and she was praying that they could help. She was actually looking forwards to having Andrew back to his normal cheerful happy self, not this sullen mean spirited man who replaced him."

Buffy knocked on the door and saw a very pleasant looking woman come out and smile at them, "Umm, hi," Buffy said, "I was hoping to talk to you about your son?"

Melody smiled and said, "Which one?"

"Oh sorry," Buffy said, "Andrew."

"Dear me," Melody smiled, "Is something wrong with him?"

"Yeah," Xander said with a smile, even though something about this woman made his skin crawl and he could tell that Buffy was upset too.

"So," Melody said while getting some tea, "What has my little boy gotten himself into?"

"Umm, it's like this," Buffy said, "Andrew's usually a very cheerful person," and before she could continue, Melody interrupted her.

"Of course he's a good boy, that's how I raised him; he always tries to please people," Melody said proudly.

"But anyways," Buffy said, "He's so angry and sullen and he's trying to get out, I mean we saw him downing a glass of hard liquor in one shot and he collapsed."

"Oh dear me," Melody gasped, "I thought we got rid of that behaviour, I mean we cut out all troubling influences."

Buffy shook her head and said, "What do you mean: 'got rid of that behaviour?'"

Melody smiled and looked at her and Xander swore that he was looking at Satan when she said, "Oh dear, Andrew was a bad little boy, I mean," and she said this in a scandalous voice, "When he was fourteen he told us he was a homosexual, of course my darling husband over reacted and kicked him out."

Buffy looked ill and said, "What? But you guys made peace with him, right?"

"Oh yes," she said with pleasure, "But it took a lot of work; we had to forgive him for doing this to our family."

"Oh dear god!" Buffy muttered with disgust.

"But anyways, when he ran away he took his life savings and got all the way to New York and was living with some very disreputable people; some black people and a transvestite performer," Melody said with disgust, "And they encouraged his wild ways."

"You mean," Buffy said in a small voice, "They gave him love and support?"

"Yes and two lesbians tried to adopt him," Melody said, "Well, that was enough of that; we couldn't let him bring shame to our family."

Xander looked at Andrew's mother and prayed that a battleaxe or at least a crowbar suddenly appear in his hands but suddenly thought better of it; he wouldn't be able hold back.

"So we convinced my brother to go get him, telling him that Andrew was a prostitute," Melody said, "And the way he was going it wouldn't have been long before he started doing drugs and selling his body for money."

"Do you have proof?" Xander said in a small angry voice.

"Oh, you know how those people are," Melody said still smiling.

"So what happened?" Buffy asked, getting more and more angry, "Did your brother get Andrew back?"

"Yes, Burt did but Andrew looked so scandalous: ear pierced, an angry, defiant look in his eyes and leather clothes. Somehow he convinced Burt that we were being the unreasonable ones," Melody said, "So we kicked Burt out and began to work on Andrew, we tried everything to cure Andrew but nothing worked so we finally asked Tucker to use his magic."

"Dear god no!" Buffy said with horror in her voice, "Magic? You guys used magic on Andrew?"

"Oh yes," Melody said, "We turned him into the perfect son: always obedient and he always tries to make people happy, no matter what."

"But Tucker was a bad boy too. You see, he refused to use the magic on his little brother," Melody said, "So we put him in an institute."

Xander smiled and said, "Umm, Ma'am, where's the bathroom?"

Melody pointed it out and they heard loud hacking sounds and she said, "Oh dear me, is your friend alright?"

Buffy felt the slayer's essence inside of her recoil in horror at what this woman was saying, she shook her head and said, "Yeah, Xander's just a bit nauseous."

"So," Melody said, "We paid one of those sorcerer types to cast the spells we needed on our little boy, it was hard but we broke him down and turned him into the perfect child, we also got rid of those nasty memories and his musical talent."

"You're very forthright about this," Buffy said with horror in her voice.

"Of course we are," Melody said, "We didn't do anything wrong, we helped him. I just wish we could've made him fall in love with a nice girl. But anyways, the sorcerer said the spells might end without something called the Hellmouth powering them, does he need a renewal on those spells?"

Buffy suddenly got an idea and said, "Yeah, could you give us a copy of the spells?"

"Yes," Melody said as she gave Buffy the copies of the spells.

Xander came out, wiping his mouth clean and Buffy dragged him out saying, "Good bye, let's go, like now!"

As they walked out, Melody smiled and said, "I hope they come again."

Buffy walked past a bush and began to vomit hard; Xander winced every time she vomited. She looked up and said, "When we get back to the hotel I am going to scrub my skin so hard to get the dirt off."

Xander nodded as they tore out of that town, Xander called Giles and told him what happened and he said, "Don't let them come near Andrew again until he says it's alright."

They stopped at the hotel and they talked all night about how to deal with Andrew, Buffy and Xander both thought that Andrew had a right to be sullen and moody.

Xander muttered, "Geez, why didn't we check him for spells sooner?"

Buffy shrugged and said, "We thought it was Andrew being Andrew. Remember, we never knew him in high school."

"Yeah," Xander growled, "But how could anyone do that to their child? All for sake of making him into a good child and I thought my parents were bad."

They went to their rooms and fell asleep, not knowing what to do with Andrew.

They got on the airplane and as fast as they could they reached the watcher's compound. Willow looked at the spells and nearly felt sick herself she looked at Andrew, who making breakfast for everyone and felt horrible.

Willow said, "I'm not doing this to Andrew."

"No," Buffy said, "We aren't doing these spells to him again; no one's doing these spells to anyone!"

Giles nodded and said, "We may have to deal with his parents."

Andrew walked in with a bright smile and holding a bunch of funnel cakes and said, "What's going on?"

Buffy whispered, "Nothing Andrew but we're going to cast some spells on you but they're harmless, Giles, Willow and Giles's friend are just going to make sure you're healthy."

"Alright," Andrew said as he sat down and Buffy tied him up.

"It's going to be alright Andrew, I promise," she whispered.

As the three people walked around him chanting, Andrew felt his tummy go upset, he looked at Xander oddly and wondered why they were looking at him sadly.

Andrew felt a wave of power whip around him, he felt odd and suddenly collapsed, he heard a scream and then blackness.

He floated alone in a dark void and saw his original life flash by him like a TV show and he remembered everything, how could his parents have done that to him? He smiled slightly at Angel kicking the ass of some guy trying to kill him and how she took him in and introduced him to her friends, there was Maureen and Joanne deciding they wanted him to live with them.

When he woke up he saw Buffy sitting next to him and said, "I feel funny."

The next few weeks were confusing as Andrew was trying to put his life to order, he wasn't sure about returning to Avenue B just yet but he wanted to see Uncle Burt again and hell, even his cousin Kurt again.

One day, while the rest of the people were training, he called Burt and said, "Uncle Burt, how are you?"

TBC

Poll question: Should Andrew's mom and dad be punished for what they did? And how should they be punished?

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