Spike walked into the conference room, noting only Gunn sitting at the head of the table.
"Well," he said. "This is right depressing, innit? Where's Peaches?"
Gunn steepled his fingers under his chin, biting the inside of his lips while he thought about how to answer that.
"According to Marcus - "
"Ah, the new Eve?" Spike clarified.
"Yes," Gunn replied. "Our new liaison to the Senior Partners. Marcus has informed me that Angel has disappeared."
"Sod off!" Spike scoffed. "You couldn't hide that forehead."
"Spike!" Gunn snapped. "That's all we know at the moment. It happened in his apartment, though, there's no sign of forced entry."
"Wouldn't be, would there?" Spike returned. "Not with all teh ghoulies and ghosties in our world. Anyone can just appear anywhere these days. Sodding hell! We're out our fearless leader then?"
Gunn sighed, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "For now. Yes."