"I lie on the floor, washed by nothing and hanging on. I cry at night. I am afraid of hearing voices, or a voice. I have come to the edge, of the land. I could get pushed over."

― Margaret Atwood, Cat's Eye

Angel hated leaving Spike alone, and after he fractured his wrist even more, the boy was so scared but refused deeply to tell anyone what happened, and when Gunn went to check the security cameras any in the area didn't work. The only one was of Spike being the only one to enter the loading docks.

Right know said kid was asleep up in Angel's suit, while Angel talked with Wesley, as the ex-watcher shared theories.

"You were the last one to see Spike at his original age, Angel so what happened?"

"Spike came into my office, he was acting normal."

"He was agitating you." Wes translated.

"Yes. We got into an argument, he left saying he need to kill a demon."

"So a demon did this to him?" Wes, concluded.

"The only one who can tell us, is too scared to speak." Angel added.

"Maybe the demon that changed him was in the loading docks?" Wes asked.

"Angel." Wes moved his head, motioning towards the elevator, Angel turned to see Spike standing there his arms wrapped around the toy Harmony bought him.

"Hey buddy, what are you doing up?" Angel asked calmly and walked over to the small kid.

"Nightmare," He muttered, raising his arms as a sign-okay more like a demand-for Angel to pick him up.

Angel looked at Wes before picking up the child.

"Nightmare, huh?" He repeated for Wes, since Spike was talking quietly so only a vampire could hear him. "Wanna tell me what it was about."

"..."

"Nothing huh? Alright, Wes can you get Lorne for me? Tell him it's important." Angel ordered.

"What are you going to do?" Wes asked.

"I'm going to find out what happened." Angel stated, sitting Spike down on his desk.

Angel waited, for Wesley to close the door behind him before he bent down to be eye level with Spike.

"Spike. Hey look at me alright." Angel ordered, sniffling the child complained by raising his head, but his thumb stayed in his mouth. "Now, Lorne is coming here, and he's going to ask you to sing for him, can you do that?"

Spike hastily shock his head, tears started to appear as he reached forward for Angel, but Angel grabbed Spike's hand keeping him away.

"Spike. This is important. You are either going to tell me what happened, or you can sing and Lorne will be able to tell me."

"...Why?"

"Why? So we can get you back to your old self."

"No!" Spike screamed. "Don't wanna go back! Wanna stay!"

"Okay okay, shhhh." Angel soothed, picking up Spike. "We won't turn you back if you don't want to."

"...K-k-a-ay."

"Okay?"

"I'll sing for Lorne." Spike stated, the tip of his thumb touching his lips.

"Good boy." Angel praised.

While the pair waited for Lorne, Angel sat in his chair, swerving it back and forth for the boy, to keep him calm.

"Hey Angel-cakes, Spikey-boy."

"Hey Lorne."

"Hello." Spike yawn.

"So what's happen in?"

"Spike, he's going to sing, and you're going to tell me what has him so scared." Angel stated standing up and placing Spike on the desk. "He doesn't want to talk about it but he's willing to sing."

"Okay tyke, sing for Uncle Lorne." Lorne joked trying to make the small child smile.

"Run and Catch. Run and Catch. The Lamb is caught in a blackberry patch." Spike sang.

Angel looked up at Lorne who was equally shocked to hear the five year old sing that particular tune. Since two days ago when Spike got lost in the loading docks, the team thought Spike's adult mind was locked away, leaving him with few memories of his adult life.

"Spike? Where did you hear that song?"

"The room," Spike whispered, eyes looking past Angel's shoulder it was fixed on that area, and something was scaring him.

"The room? The loading docks? Who was singing it?" Angel pressed, trying to get the boys attention back on him.

"Some lady. I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!" Spike screamed, his palms began pressing on his ears.

"Hey, you don't have to talk about it." Angel reassured, rubbing the kid's back. "Spike?" Angel pulled the hands away from Spike's ears. "Hey...you don't have to talk about it okay. We're not going to make talk about it, I'm not going to make you talk about it okay?"

Spike stopped screaming and looked up at Angel, after a couple of hiccups, Spike managed to calm down, and allowed Angel to hold him.

"Wanna sleep. Tired."

"Okay buddy."

Spike's pov. Few minutes prior

Spike sat up quickly, he's throat closed out of fear, and he couldn't scream. He looked around the room, and saw that Angel wasn't in the room.

"Poor, Spikey all alone. Daddy left you." The male voice mocked. Spike looked around the room, despite to see this man that has been haunting him. Only Spike was barely able to see his hand if it was a few inches from his face.

He was wrong. Spike knew that if Angel wasn't in the suit he was in his office below him. He wanted nothing more than to run towards the elevator-even if he'd look ridicules trying to reach the buttons-and make the voice leave.

Chocking the stuffed porcupine-a gifted from Harmony-Spike toke a deep breath, and ran forward threw the darkness towards the elevator. He stood in front of the elevator, tripping a couple times as he did.

Spike ended up using Coop-his porcupine-to hit the necessary buttons, which was completely by luck. Unfittingly in the minute it tokes for the elevator to get to Angel's office, the woman was in there with him singing.

When the elevator doors finally opened, Spike looked to see Angel talking with Wesley.

"They're planning to get rid of you." The female whispered, and Spike felt a breezy against his neck.

"Now; don't lie to him...it's not nice. They're going to kill him first." The male laughed

Spike was going too responded but instead, stood there till Wesley say him. "Angel."

After singing for Lorne, Spike found out that even if he was around Angel the voices could appear whenever they wanted mocking him, terrifying him.

He just needed the voice to stop that was all he wanted. Not just the male and female that has yet to tell him their names. But the other voice the one, that sounded like his adult self, telling him to do...bad things.

He didn't like any of the voices, and he couldn't understand why Angel and Lorne couldn't see hear them, or the shadows moving in the room? Was he going in sane? Or where they more than voices?