Feadback is not only sweet, but inspiring! hint hint. . .
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    In the Harris household, when someone knocked it met one of three things to Xander. 1) It wasn't his parents and so he didn't have to worry. 2) It wasn't his friends so he had better be worried. or 3) a vampire wanted in and hadn't been invited; Xander, worry away! So one can understand why Xander was not too thrilled when someone knocked on his door late at night when both parents were home. That left two really bad choices and he wasn't up to facing another monster that night.

    Still, that's what you do when you hang out with the chosen bitch. . . I mean one. He was reeeeeaaaaaaly tired that night. Opening the door carefully he held up a stake instantly, "Who is it?"

    When no one answered Xander looked aroud the porch and he eyes froze on the limp form lying by the doorway. "Spike."

     "Yeah, I can believe this." He shook his head and carried the cold form down the the basement where he lay him on the bed carefully. "Now what did what to you this time."

    While he searched for injurry he didn't see the golden eyes open or notice the blond studying him as he cleaned the scrapes and iced the bruses the refused for some reason to fade.

    "Why isn't your body healing? It should have. . ."

    "Xander what the fuck is that?!"

    The boy spun around only to find himself faceing, "Spike?"
 
 

    William was in pain. His head was sore and his legs wouldn't take him any further. He had worn his healing factor out and his flesh was even colder than usual. It seemed all he could do was wait for the sun.

    The next thing he knew he was lying in a soft bed and an angel was cleaning him and talking to him in words he couldn't understand. He studied the angel carefully, taking every detail into his memory. He looked so familiar, but the kind touch, that was a surprise. No one had ever been kind to him before. It felt nice.

    The boy said something else and William scrunched up his nose, a new smell had entered the room, 'his' smell! He turned just as the other William spoke.

     "Xander what the fuck is that?!"

    "Spike?"

    His voice was hard, like the master's voices were and William tried to feign unconciousness, but when his double came closer, he was forced to act. He sprang from the bed and grappled with the surprized double. //Gotta keep the angel safe.//
 

    Spike's eyes widened as his double jumped at him. They were equal in strength and speed but the double didn't seem to have any set limitations. After a short time the Brit realized that his doppleganger was herding him away from Xander!

    "Bloody Hell! Xander what did you do now?!"

    Xander shook himself from his disbelieving shock and grabbed the other Spike, quickly wrapping him in a tight hug. The vampire settled in moments and began to purr. "Don't hurt Spike ok?" Xander asked him, "Spike is a good guy."

    "Spike is annoyed." Spike growled, "Am I really that ugly?"

    When he reached to touch his double the other boy snapped at him and almost claimed a few fingers. "Maybe you shouldn't try to touch him."

    "Yeah no shit."

    Xander turned his attention back to the naked blond in his arms, "Can you talk?"

    ". . . meep."

    Spike swore and slammed out of the room. He wasn't going to watch his double make a fool out of himself, it was too strange.

    The brown eyed  boy smiled, "We need to call you something, if I call you Spike it could get too confusing. . . how about. . . Kitten no wait, that's what Dru called me. . . Pussy Cat, You'll be Pussy Cat for now ok?"

    Pussy Cat blinked and then surged up to lick Xander's face, "Ok! Ok! You're Cat then!" He ran his fingers over the purring boy's hair and let his thoughts run over what to do with the creature who looked like his ex-roommate. "I need to get you to Giles. He'll know what to do."

    "Meep."
 

    Giles looked at the almost naked Spike who was purring and rubbing against Xander's legs. "I. . . ah. . . I tried to get more on him but he doesn't like clothes very much."

    "I never thought I'd see the day. . ."

    "I know, if you think Spike rubbing on me is spooky, you can imagine how I felt when he licked my face!"

    "Xander you don't understand." Giles took off his glasses, polishing them for the umpteenth time and Xander shifted anxiously. The watcher polished his glasses when he was nervous or trying to buy some time.

    "So. . ."

    "This. . . um. . ."

    "Pussy Cat." Xander supplied.

    "Yes, pussy cat, is a lost part of Spike."

    "What do you mean?"

    "This man is Spike's innocent emotions. They are lost when a vampire is turned but for some reason Spikes are back and we have to join them quickly or both will die."

    "And they chose to come to me." Xander groaned and Cat licked his face helpfully. He tried to push the excited vampire away and rolled his eyes, "I'm sooooooo surprised."

    "Meep?"

    The human boy scratched Cat's head as the vampire nudged into the touch, "So what do we do?"

    "I'll have to consult a few books. . . perhaps. . ."

    "Scooby meeting, research time."  Xander nodded and jumped to his feat to make a few calls.

    Cat followed him playfully and Xander had to skip from one foot to the other to keep from tripping over the amused vampire.
 

    Spike watched the two of them with a twing of something, could it be jealousy? //That's impossible! If Pussy Cat is me, then how can I be jealous of me?! And over nummy?!No way.//

    Still he watch the two of them carefully, ready to jump in and kill his double if the thing made one wrong move toward his nummy treat.

    //That's it! I've turned into my bloody sire!// "I'm outta here."

    Xander looked up with disappointment clear in hi seyes, "You're leaving?"

    "You know me, places to go. . ."

    'Demons to decapitate?"

    "Yeah."

    Xander nodded and smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. "See you later?"

    "'Course. If that thing hasn't eaten you."

    "That 'thing' is YOU."

    Spike shrugged, "I'd eat you if I could."

    "Y. . . you would?!"

    "Course. You're very biteable."

    Xander watched the vampire leave, one hand absently stroking Cat's hair. //He thinks I'm biteable.//

    Pussy Cat purred.

~tbc~