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Dawn and Ryan stared at the vampire in shock. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. "No," Dawn whispered. "No... it can't be you. You... you can't be..."

"I can't be what?" VampSarai interrupted. "About to take over this place? Well, get over it." She turned her attention to Ryan. "You, might be useful," she declared.

Ryan was confused. This vampire looked exactly like his girlfriend and yet... she didn't seem know the same things. "Do you... know who I am?" he asked, curiously.

She pushed Ryan up against a wall and pressed her body against his. "I don't care you are you. You'll be who ever I want you to be... and I'll be however you want me to be," she said right before kissing him.

As soon as Angel walked in the building he was informed of the vampire disruption, and Sarai gave the okay to check it out before getting her to her bed. They arrived just in time to witness the kiss. "Just what the hell is this?" Sarai questioned right away. "How could you... with this skanky, cheap..." the vampire turned around, backed off Ryan, and Sarai got a look at her face, "me!" she finished. "Wait... huh?"

"What is going on?" Angel asked.

"Hey, you look like me," VampSarai said to Sarai. She began to sniff her human self. "But you're a human, with a soul," she snarled.

"And you were just making out with my boyfriend," Sarai countered. "Did you like it? Did you like being kissed by someone else?" she interrogated Ryan.

"I...I..." he stuttered.

"You what? You did like it? You like other women?"

"It was you," he defended, weakly. "And she...you kissed me!"

"Oh sure, that's what they all say!" she huffed. "How could do? You two-me loving creep!"

As much as Angel disliked the teenage boy, he felt bad for him, which only happened one other time when Sarai yelled at him when he didn't deserve it. "Sweetie, I really don't think it was his fault. Plus, there's a bigger issue at hand," Angel pointed out to his daughter.

"I guess," she mumbled. She turned back to Ryan. "I'll let it go. You're forgiven... for now. But you're not," she told her vampire self, before slapping her across the face. "How dare you just show up here, kiss my boyfriend, and then sniff me! Which by the way is icky."

"I do what ever I want," the vampire replied, before focusing on Angel, and sniffing him. "You... have a soul too," she frowned, "what happened to you here, daddy?"

"Hey! He's my daddy!" Sarai yelled at her, "just like Ryan's my boyfriend. Mine. You hear me? Mine!"

"Obviously," the vampire Sarai replied. "This so isn't my world! You," she pointed to Angel, "just better be from here, and not have come here with me and gotten... changed."

"Changed?" Angel questioned.

"A soul," she specified.

"He's always had that. Well, except for when he was evil for like, a hundred years or more. And when he lost it and went evil, and then had it happen again," Sarai replied.

"Great," the vampire muttered. "So I am in a totally different world. Daddy's not here... and he's probably going to yell at me when I get back. And be all 'you should be more careful'." she complained.

"He does that you where you're from?" Sarai questioned, "don't you just hate that? Like its your fault you keep getting sucked into other places."

"Well it is when it happens because you do spells you shouldn't," Angel pointed out.

"I wasn't doing a spell!" VampSarai defended. "I was minding my own business, looking for dinner, when suddenly, here I am in this world."

"Well, keep your hands and lips off me," Ryan decided to demand, in hopes of making his girlfriend happy.

"Excuse me?" Sarai said, "technically those are my hands and lips! Are you saying there's something wrong with me?"

"Did you take medication this morning?" he asked.

"No, but I think I am getting a fever," she replied.

"That should explain some of it," Ryan decided about his girlfriend's insanity and mood swings being above her average. "And are you okay?"

"Yeah, are you? I thought you were only tired?" Angel said, putting his hand on her forehead. She felt very warm. "We should get you to your bed. Or possibly the hospital."

"No! You'll never take me back there alive! I'll fight anyone who tries," Sarai insisted.

"Then bed." Angel turned to the vampire Sarai. "And you're coming with us."

"Am not," she argued.

"Yes you are."

"Nu-uh! You can't tell me what to do. I'm not from here, so you're not my father. You even have a soul, which I can tell you for a fact my daddy does not, thank you very much."

"Ooooh," Sarai said getting it, "where you're from the part of dad is played by Angelus. Creepy."

"Its not creepy," she defended.

"It is so. He's all evil. And soulless. Like you...oh, so that's why you don't think it's creepy. You're evil too. Duh Sarai!" Sarai shook her head. "God, this fever's throwing me off my game. Time to lay down."

Ryan helped Sarai up to the penthouse as Angel stood behind vampire Sarai, making sure she didn't try to escape. Dawn left saying she had something to do. As soon as Sarai and Ryan entered the penthouse, Darla and Lindsey rushed to the door, noticing Sarai's ill look right away. "What happened?" Darla asked.

"I don't feel well," Sarai answered simply.

"Lindsey? What's he doing here?" Ryan questioned upon seeing the male lawyer.

"Have we met before?" Lindsey asked.

"He was with me when I met you in the past, I thought I mentioned it," Sarai answered for her boyfriend. "Ryan, I will explain later. Now, it's bedtime, remember?" Ryan escorted her to her room as Angel walked in the door with the vampire.

"Why is Sarai with you if she just went into her room? And dressed like a whore?" Darla asked immediately. "And a vampire?" she added, confused.

"She just showed up suddenly," Angel replied.

"I just showed up too," little Sarai reminded everyone, as she came out of the bathroom.

"Hey, it's mini me," Vampire Sarai said, sounding just like her human self.

"She showed up here too like you did," Angel explained.

"I already said that," little Sarai reminded him, at the same time vampire Sarai, and regular Sarai (yelling from her bedroom) said "she already said that."

That's when the realization that three Sarai's were in the same place finally settled in Angel's mind. Suddenly, he felt like laying down in his room too. "Right," Angel mumbled.

"Oh, and by the way, I'm not a whore, I'm just comfortable with myself," vampire Sarai said to Darla.

"And you look like you're also comfortable with men," Darla replied.

"Only ones worthy of me. Other wise I just kill them, no pre-show involved." She sighed. "Angelus... dad, won't allow me to just sire someone already. He says no ones good enough for me to chose as a mate."

"Sounds familiar, but without the killing of course," Sarai yelled from her bedroom. "And HELLO! Sick person in here, people!" Everyone went into her bedroom. "It's about time I got some attention."

"I've been in here," Ryan reminded her, "even after you yelled at me and everything."

"Yeah, but you're standing on the other side of the room not looking at me cause you're afraid the father will think we're gettin' it on and hand you on the balcony with your intestines," Sarai replied as Ryan moved closer to her, now that Angel had entered the room and could see nothing was going on.

"Gettin' what on?" little Sarai questioned, confused.

"Never mind," Angel said right away.

"I wanna know. I don't know anything around here! Even the last question I asked wasn't answered," she complained. Lindsey closed his eyes and silently prayed the question wasn't restated to everyone. He didn't get what he wanted. "Before I asked the Lindsey-man what he and mother were doing, and he never answered."

"What were they doing?" Angel asked curiously.

The child sighed, "I don't know! That's my problem. But I did see them use their tongues to touch each other's tongues, and their faces were close together."

"EW!" Sarai shrieked, covering her ears. "Too much info. You had to watch that?" She looked at her mother, "you made mini-me watch that!"

"I didn't know she could see it," Darla answered. "Why didn't you tell me she asked you that?" she asked Lindsey. He shrugged.

"Where was it? Where did this act take place? And didn't I say no funny business when I leave?" Sarai questioned.

"On the couch," Lindsey confessed.

"My couch? My beautiful couch that I use all the time? That's just peachy," the teenager griped. "When I said I wanted you guys to be together and be happy, I didn't mean on my couch. Get a hotel room. And never, ever let me know any of the details!"

Both Lindsey and Darla liked that suggestion. Angel on the other hand didn't want to hear any of what was being said. "So how are you feeling?" he asked Sarai, changing the subject.

"Meh," she shrugged, as if that was an in-depth explanation of everything.

"I'll take your temperature to see if you really do have a fever," Angel decided. He left the room to go find the thermometer.

"You know, I could use a drink," Sarai said to no one specifically. Ryan was the one who left to get the drink. "I could use something to eat too," she decided right after he left the room. Lindsey took the food duty. "Mommy? Mommy who's mommy and I love..."

"What do I have to do?' Darla interrupted.

"Well, since you asked, somewhere in the living room are my 'Popular' DVDs, would you care to get them for me?"

Darla went to get the DVDs. "Can I do something for you? I wanna help," little Sarai offered.

Sarai thought. "Go find Skittles, you know, the dog, bring her in here." The child left the room. It was Sarai and her vampire-self alone. "So, you're evil," Sarai commented. Somehow in her head it seemed like a good conversation starter.

"Damn right," the vampire proudly replied.

"Interesting," Sarai mumbled. "So... what do when you're not killing people?"

"Torturing them," she replied darkly. "And watching TV," she added on a lighter note.

"TV is good," Sarai agreed, ignoring the torture answer.

"Yeah. I don't know why dad doesn't watch it a lot."

"I know!" Sarai agreed. "It's like he's above most TV or something."

"Even though no one is above TV," VampSarai said.

"Except reality crap," they both added at the same time.

"Maybe it has to do with the hairgel? Like it's affected his mind somehow," Sarai pondered.

"Could be. It would also explain the whole massive paranoia about what time I get home."

"You get that too? All my friends can stay out at least a half hour later then me."

"Oh really? Every night when I leave he's always like 'be back an hour before the sun is up', because fifteen minutes apparently isn't enough time. Like it matters what time I come as long as I do? And then of course if you're late..."

"You get the speech about being late, as if you weren't already aware," Sarai finished.

"And when you're feeding and he yells that you take too long? How annoying is that?"

Sarai looked around the room, a little unsettled. "Yeah, I don't know about that. I don't kill people, and neither does the father that is here, remember?"

"Oh right."

There was silence until Ryan came back with a drink. "Thanks," Sarai said. Then someone knocked on the front door. Darla answered the door. It was Dawn and Willow. They went right into Sarai's room.

"You weren't kidding," Willow said to Dawn when they entered the bedroom.

"Huh?" Sarai questioned.

"Dawn told me about your vampire twin problem. I had the same thing happen to me once," Willow explained.

Sarai laughed. "You, a vampire? You were probably the nicest vampire in the world."

"You'd be shocked then," Willow told her, as little Sarai and Skittles entered the room. The dog jumped right on Sarai's bed and made herself comfortable.

"Hi," little Sarai said, waving to Willow and Dawn. They waved back.

"How are you?" Willow asked her.

"Okay, thank you. And yourself?"

"You're so polite as a kid!" Dawn couldn't help but giggle.

"Don't remind me," Sarai and vampire Sarai insisted. "Where is my food?" Sarai then questioned.

Lindsey poked his head in the room, "I decided to call and order Pizza," he said.

"Oh, that's acceptable," she said giving him a thumb up. "Did you get at least half pepperoni and black olives, though?"

"No."

Sarai shook her head, "rookie mistake." Everyone else however was relieved. It was not a combination they enjoyed.

"SARAI!" everyone suddenly heard Angel scream. He stormed in her room holding the latest shoe to fall victim to Skittles. "What is this?" he questioned, holding it up.

"A shoe," she answered casually.

"A chewed shoe," he corrected eyeing the dog.

"And what makes you think it was Skittles?"

"Because I seriously doubt it was you," he replied.

"Maybe it was you!" she accused. "Maybe you went insane and chewed your shoe, and are now just blaming it on poor, sweet, Skittles. After all, you have a sharper set of teeth then she does."

"I'm going to hope that's the fever talking," he said.

"Or maybe she thought it would took better as a sandal. She's Skittles the fashion dog!"

"You're taking her to obedience school," Angel decided, which angered his daughter.

"It's bad enough you make me to go to highschool! You can't force Skittles to go to some kind of school too!" she protest.

Lindsey thoroughly enjoyed the entire argument. Especially since Angel was losing. "Just make sure it doesn't happen again," Angel finally surrendered, knowing it wouldn't happen. He took the thermometer out of his pocket and tossed it to Sarai. She stuck it in her mouth and waited for the beep. When it happened she looked at the result.

"I think this thing is broken," she announced. "According to this my temp. is 85.7."

"Yeah, I'd say that's not right," Willow agreed.

"This is so fricken boring," VampSarai told everyone. "Can I go?"

"NO!" everyone insisted.

"I'm not letting you out of here to allow you to kill people!" Angel told her.

"Why not?"

"Because you're going to be killing people!"

"My version of you is so much better," she told him.

"Is not!" Sarai defended.

Angel didn't like the conversation. Sarai being a vampire, an evil, soulless, monster was one of his biggest fears. Having her in front of him like that was bad. Hearing about her evil on top of it was too much. And the Angelus-factor put it over the top. "Maybe I'll call someone to go to the store and get another thermometer," he suggested, getting off the other topic.

"Harmony will probably do it. She seemed bored downstairs," Sarai said.

Angel called Harmony and told her to go to the store. Twenty minutes later she showed up with a thermometer, as Sarai was watching 'Popular'. "Hey ya you bossy," the perky vampire said to Angel, handing him the bag. "Hope you feel better Sarai. Ooo the first appearence of Mary Cherry's magic bag!" she added to her teenage friend regarding the show.

"So do I," Sarai replied.

Angel studied the box the thermometer came in. "Harmony, did you pay attention when you bought this?" he asked.

"Of course. You said a thermometer. So I got one."

Angel nodded and braced himself for what was to come. "Okay. Darla, help Sarai with this? We'll all leave now," he said.

Sarai was confused. "I can take my own temp. And no one needs to leave. Why'd you say that?"

"You can't use this one yourself," he told her.

"Why not?"

He took a deep breath and shot a glance at Harmony. "She got a rectal one," he said.

Sarai lunged at Harmony. "How could you this to me!" she yelled.

"What does a 'rectal one' mean?" little Sarai asked.

TBC

A/N: Here endith another chapter. Hope you all enjoyed.

Up next: Cordelia is filled in on all that's happened and is less then pleased about finding out so late, Sarai feels a little better and vows revenge on Harmony, Wesley develops a theory, and vampire Sarai makes an escape.

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