[locked to Claire]

So let me get this straight. Number one, you're sick, sick enough that you called Cain about it, but didn't say a word to me. Number two, you got attacked, again, and Annie knows, and I have to find out what happened from her.

Am I missing anything else? Or should I go ask somebody else, maybe Hank, since nobody bothers to tell me a fucking thing anymore?

[voicemails]

[voicemail left for Annie--furious Baileigh is furious]

Those vampires that attacked Claire knew what she could do, before they even saw her heal. Do I even need to tell you the ways that this is bad? I hope not. So everything you know? You better be fucking telling me, post-fucking-haste RIGHT THE FUCK NOW. I've had enough of this 'protect the poor pregnant woman from the bad bad stuff' BS.

[voicemail left for Spike]

Look, I know this is supposed to be happy fun vacation times for you and Amelia? But there's a situation. I'm worried about Claire and I'm--it's our sort of stuff, and I can't DO anything, Spike. I'd feel much, much better if you could be here like...immediately? I asked Adam, and he said as long as there's no gambling with the kittens of course you guys are welcome. I told him the kitten thing was way in the past, and do me a favor and don't make a liar out of me about that, okay?

I just really need you around right now. Before I stress myself into an early labor.

That was a joke. Mostly.