A/N: And yes, here is the long awaited part 2 that I was too lazy and then too busy to write. Then again, I'm way too busy now, but I'm taking a break from life. A long break. Like maybe a year ;) kidding. But, yeah…I bow at your feet and hope you forgive me for my procrastination and love for the musical Chicago, which prevented me from posting this until really late at night.

So…yeah. No time for review replies, but they made very happy and I humbly ask for more when this is posted, they keep me writing even when I'd rather go watch Buffy or Vampire Diaries.

By the way, anyone interested in beta-reading this for me? For some reason I can never catch my own spelling mistakes because I hate rereading my own writing after I've written it.

Boyd leaned against the side of his car. "Yes, Topher, I'm certain. There's two of her, maybe more…no, I don't know why, but I need to know. What should you do?" he kicked a pebble into the road. "I don't know, see if you can still track Echo, help me find the real one." Before Topher could get in another word Boyd hung up and shoved the phone into his pocket. It was time to pay Buffy Summers another visit.

Her home was quieter this time. He could see the brown-haired man that had been with her earlier through the window, and the sandy-haired one that kept a protective eye on her at all times. Boyd watched from across the street. She held herself so regally, like she wasn't afraid of anything. He wondered if he could take her in a fight. She was awfully small.

Finally he stepped up to the door and rang the doorbell. The same brown-haired girl answered the door. "Buffy!" she called. "It's that stalker guy in the funny looking suit again!" then with a sarcastic smile she danced away from the door and started chattering with the brown-haired man.

Buffy came to the door with cold eyes searching up and down Boyd. "What do you want this time?"

Boyd said, "I need your cooperation, or people could get seriously injured. Please, let me come inside your house. I only have a few questions."

"No."

She slammed the door in his face but Boyd wasn't even fazed this time. He made his way under one of the larger windows and strained his ears for some sort of information.

"He's onto us, that's for sure." Buffy was saying. "Riley, is there any way you can contact the Initiative and maybe see if they can dig up something on this guy? I could always have Willow do it, but she'd busy with Wicca group."

Wicca group? Boyd had heard about those crazy "Wiccans" before, they were supposed to be some sort of witch wannabes organization.

"I'm sure I can find some of them." the sandy-haired man, Riley said.

"Yeah, that's all good and happy puppies in the sunshine, but what about Echo?" the other man asked.

The younger girl sighed. "Xander…"

"What? She was completely wigging when I saw her. 'I'm not Echo, I'm Eleanor!' five minutes later it's, 'I'm Alice…hey, you're kinda cute.' Really? C'mon, Dawn, what would you think?"

Boyd almost choked.

"Well…" a series of thumps like everyone had simultaneously decided to sit. "I would think she was lesbian, for one."

Buffy said, "That's not the point. How could she have gotten to where Xander was so fast and then back home right away? After you called me, Xander, I went upstairs and she was there, sitting in the tub."

"Taking a bath?"

"No, she was just sitting there, looking around with this really stoned expression." said Buffy. "When I asked her if she'd been out she asked me why she hadn't gotten a treatment in so long."

Boyd wondered if the real Echo was the one supposedly in Buffy's house.

"A treatment?" that was Riley again. "Why does that sound so wrong?"

Xander laughed. "My thoughts exactly."

"Guys!" Buffy said in frustration. "That's not the point! She's way too out of it to have done anything you claim she did, or pretended to be…Alice, or Taffy, or all those other freaks. And we have to go find Toth before we deal with any of this."

"Right, Toth."

For a few minutes Boyd heard what sounded like metal clinking against metal, and the swish of…swords? He didn't dare lift his head to look inside the window.

"You think this is enough?"

"Should be. Let's head to Giles' before we go find him, okay?"

"Okay."

Boyd shrank behind the bushes while the troop headed to the car and drove away. As soon as they were gone his phone started ringing.

"Topher?"

"Boyd…things are really not good."

Boyd sighed. "Of course they aren't. Why aren't they?"

"Echo must have learned how to defy the laws of nature, because according to this she's currently outside a drugstore, at Revello drive, in a quaint little coffee shop just a few blocks away from a dance club where she's apparently moving around a lot as well as being at about twenty other different places."

"…she what?"

"And she can't have done anything to her tracking device, because there's no way she could duplicate it and then plant a bunch in different people. She doesn't have the resources, not if she took on one of her spy identities. No one can crack my codes, no one!"

"Topher…"

"It's just impossible! After Alpha I made sure that none of the dolls had that knowledge, so none of them could outsmart me."

"Topher…!"

Topher finished his rant. "yeah?"

"She's at Revello drive?"

"Well…one of her."

Boyd had managed to unlock the front door. "I'll see if I can get her, or the one there. Then there was a dance club?"

"Yeah." said Topher. "Or maybe a club. It's called the Bronze."

"Okay. I'll call back later."

Hanging up the pho0ne again, Boyd made his way into the house, cautiously creeping forward. There wasn't a sound. He found stairs and went up to fin Echo sitting on the floor serenely, smiling at him. "Hello."

"Echo."

As he walked toward her there was a crash and her exact twin stood in front of her. Echo's double's eyes shone with a hate not in Echo's eyes. "Boyd."

He knew that tone. Only one person hated him that much. "Caroline."

O.o.O.o.O.

Buffy shook her head and sighed at the two Xanders making silly jokes and references to things only guys knew and cared about, one being Star Trek. "You feeling better?" She asked Riley, coming to sit in his lap, letting him wrap his arms around her waits and hug her. It was so nice to just unwind.

"I guess. I mean, you're safe."

"Safe as one can be on a Hellmouth." Buffy agreed. Xander was bouncing up and down like a kid in a candy store, in sync with Xander. "I find this kinda creepy, you know. Especially since Anya wants to—"

"Don't say it, I'll just be sick!" said riley.

Buffy giggled. "—have a threesome with them."

"No!" he playfully clapped a hand over her mouth, soon replacing it with lips.

"Mmmmph…hey!" Buffy protested. "Cheating! Stupid cheating, cheater-head…cheaty person."

"Yeah. I'm you're 'cheater-head'." He agreed affectionately.

They observed as Willow spoke several words and then opened her eyes to a single Xander.

Anya regarded him fort a minute, a pout crossing her face. "I don't like it. Put them back."

It took some convincing before Willow assured Xander she would never do that and then the gang was off when they spotted Echo wandering the street with some guy…some guy that sent tingles up Buffy's spine. "Vampire." She said, pulling a stake from her boot. "With Echo."

Echo was giggling and uncharacteristically hanging on the vampire's arm like a lifeline. She was enraptured with whatever he was saying.

Buffy approached her. "Echo…you need to come with us, okay? You should have stayed home."

The vampire stiffened visibly. "You know her?" he asked Echo.

Echo's face was a mask of confusion. "No."

"C'mon then, Alice, let's go."

Alice.

Buffy remembered Echo talking about "Alice" before. "Ech—Alice…please just get away from that man now, okay? Please?"

Echo/Alice shook her head and clung to the guy's arm. "I don't know you…" she squinted at Xander. "..but I know you. Eeew, are you stalking me?"

"No…no!" Xander assured her quickly. "Not at all, I'm a friend of Buffy's and we know someone who looks like you and…" he looked to Buffy for help.

"You have to get away from that man, he could hurt you." Buffy said evenly. "He's a vampire."

"You're crazy." Echo/Alice tugged ion the vampire's sleeve. "Please, let's go!"

His face morphed. "Nah. I'm thinking that maybe after I beat the crap out of the Slayer I'll have a nice snack." He leered at her neck before throwing her into the arms of a bystander that had just shown up and diving for Buffy.

Buffy dodged the blow and barely looked out of the corner of her eye at Echo/Alice, who was staggering backwards in some brunette's arms. Buffy kicked the vamp square in the chest and sent him flying. "That's what you get for messing with the Slayers."

"Slayers?" he asked.

"Yeah, Slayers…well, one not-so-Slayery-Slayer and me!" she dusted him without a second thought, wanting to convince Echo/Alice that she should come with them until her head cleared a little from the drugs she was obviously on because she had been seeing things and no that guy's face was not hideously morphed.

"Buffy…?" Riley said.

"Yeah?"

"We my have a problem."

Buffy looked up in time to see Echo/Alice in a stare down with her exact twin.

"oh dear."

O.o.O.o.O.

Caroline made her away around Echo, giving her appraising looks. "Well, this is something."

Boyd was tied up to a chair a few feet away. He'd been so surprised by Caroline (Caroline thought he must've thought this brain-dead idiot who claimed to be Echo was her) that he'd let her get the jump on him with no problem at all. He was so stupid, thinking she would ever let him get away with..with everything.

"We are the same." Echo observed mildly. "We are very pretty. Are you your best?"

"Are you a doll?" that was what bothered Caroline so much. She remembered being taken to the Dollhouse and she remembered that the dolls there had talked in such strange ways. Echo wasn't much different, and Caroline doubted that the resemblance was just a coincidence.

"Yes." It was creepy how calm Echo was. "Are you?"

"Never."

"Oh…that's too bad." Echo said. "You seem very strong."

Caroline shrugged. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. So, who exactly are you staying with anyway?"

"Huh?"

The innocent doll act was starting to get old. "Who lives here?"

Echo stared blankly. "Me."

"And…?"

"Buffy."

"Who's Buffy?" asked Caroline.

Echo said, "She lives here…I think she's strong too, but she's not always happy, and she thinks she's not her best."

"Ooookay then. Well, I guess we should see what we can do for a ride outta here. Don't want grumpy to wake up and send us back to the Dollhouse."

"I like the Dollhouse." Echo said, perking up considerably.

"Of course you do." Caroline said. She hauled Echo to her feet. "C'mon."

O.o.O.o.O.

After consulting Giles and calling to tell dawn they would be a while (she had ended up going to a friend's, so Willow knew Buffy wouldn't worry too much about her safety), Willow, Xander, and Anya had headed off to the Bronze to see if they could round up any other Echo look-a-likes. As they had been standing looking from Echo/Alice to Echo/Eleanor (apparently that was her name) Echo/Esther had walked along to join the party, and the gang had just then remembered that Echo had been hit with Toth's gun too.

The three hung outside the entrance of the Bronze. It sounded crowded, more than usual.

"You first." Xander said as several catcalls echoed from within.

When she stepped through the door Willow gasped. "Is that…?"

Xander was behind her. "What's the…oh."

"It's another Echo." Anya observed happily enough. "She's very slutty, though…seems to be enjoying that dance and that guy's—"

"Ahn!" Xander protested. "That's...that's not just…it's…we're screwed."

"Oh yeah, definitely." Willow said. "Screwed."

"Like she's what she's doing to that guy?" Anya asked.

"Yup."

O.o.O.o.O.

Boyd saw the three people from earlier at the front door of the dance club. He'd only arrived there minutes before them after untying himself and deciding to hit the most likely place to find Caroline and Echo. Instead he ran into another one.

This girl was like a wild creature. She was the center of attention, coaxing boys over and teasing them, tauntingly grinding into them before moving on. She even seemed to be okay with girls. She twisted, turned, threw out her hips and hair and danced like it was breathing air. She didn't slow, didn't stop, and didn't seem to care about anything. Boys was entranced all of five seconds before he saw the three people in the doorway. The redhead frantically motioned at Echo's twin and the guy…his name was Xander wasn't it? Xander paled considerably. They didn't seem to know what to do, and after some quick consulting with each other they got a table far away from the dancer and whispered in hushed tones. Boyd snuck up on them—rather, he nearly swam through the mass of dancers and then stood underneath the stairs. None of them had directly seen him before except dawn and Buffy, and neither one of them was here.

"I dunno…" the redhead was saying. "I mean, it has to be Faith, and we all know Buffy gets around Faith…"

"Yeah." Xander agreed. "We should just..leave it."

"And when Willow does the spell?" Anya wanted to know.

"I can do a spell to attract all the other Echos to the Magic Box." Willow said. "That way maybe we could keep Buffy away long enough that she wouldn't see Faith."

"Not that anyone cares, but why do you think Buffy went looking or the other Echos by herself?" Anya asked.

Willow's eyes widened more, if that was possible. "Oh!" she squeaked.

"What?" Boyd thought Xander seemed out of the loop a lot.

"Buffy thinks that maybe Faith will show up somewhere, and where would she look for Faith but here and the graveyard?"

"Double, triple, quadruple crap." Xander said. "What can we do?"

"We can get out of here fast, call Buffy, and tell her we're doing the spell."

They headed out, and when Boyd looked up Faith/Echo was gone.

O.o.O.o.O.

Buffy sighed and pressed a hand to her throbbing head as she answered her phone. "Yeah, Will?"

"We found a spell that can attract all of Echo's crazy little doubles to the Magic Box, and that way we can piece them tighter there. You in? it will be so much easier than looking around for them everywhere." There was a note of urgency in Willow's voice. "Where are you, anyway?"

"The Bronze." Buffy was outside, listening to the thrum of music. "I was about to go in, but I might as well head back." There was a little sigh of relief from Willow. "Something wrong?"

"Nope."

Buffy was about to turn away when a young girl crept up and said, "Buffy Summers?"

"In the flesh." Buffy said. "You want something?"

"A girl said to give you this." The teen handed her a scrap of paper.

"Thanks." Buffy tucked it in her pocket. "I have to go."

From the dark a figure watched her leave, a smile creeping up her face.

O.o.O.o.O.

Back at the Magic Box Willow was cleaning up the candles on the floor while a fully restored Echo sat on the ground looking extremely confused. "It was like I was everywhere, and I kinda hurt everywhere."

"Might be a lot of the…er, stuff you were doing tonight." Willow cringed, remembering how many of Echo's duplicated were half-dressed, obviously because they'd had to leave some guy in bed when she did the first spell. One of them had even been giving Willow flirty eyes, which probably meant girls weren't out of the question either.

"Yes, but it's blurry because everything happens at once." Echo said. "Like five minutes ago there was all of me talking to the other me's and we were all confused because we looked the same but I can't remember what they said or thought or had just done because it's stretched out like rubber."

"Uh-huh." It had been chaotic, but they had gotten Riley to keep Buffy far away when they saw faith looming outside the doors and watching in astonishment as the crowd of look-a-likes milled around and chatted. He'd said that he just wanted to talk to her about the Initiative and how they hadn't found a thing on Boyd—which, Willow reasoned, wasn't a lie because they hadn't found out anything since he didn't call them—and by time he was done the second spell was complete.

"You are very strange." Echo said. "You're nervous about something."

"Not anymore."

Buffy was laughing, head thrown back at something Riley had said.

"Not anymore." Echo mimicked. "Not anymore."

"Nope." Willow lied. "Not anymore."

O.o.O.o.O.

Buffy could see that her friends were worried about something. They kept glancing at her all night, and finally it was too much. She said she had to go sleep and went updaters, curling in bed. A faint rustle reminded her of the paper in her pocket. She pulled out the slip of paper.

Buffy was at the Bronze, right after her friends had gone off somewhere else. She had suggested one of the little cafes that were popular for vamps. Now she could look without them worrying.

The music had stopped while the band took a break, but they were back on. "Out next one's for the girls that like to party, and take charge." The lead singer declared. He was greeted with cheers and catcalls. "you rock, ladies!"

"Shut your mouth and close the door, I wanna watch you while you take it off. I'm gonna take the blindfold, put it on and then I drop the leather to the floor, I said shut up."

Buffy saw her then, gyrating to the sound, pure ferocity and intensity. Pure animal.

"Turning the lights out, burning the candles, and the mirror's gonna fall tonight…turning the lights out, tighten the handcuffs, and the mirror's gonna fall tonight…"

Pure Slayer.

She carefully unfolded the note;

B,

I'm sorry.

Buffy was about to throw it away when she saw the back, and then everything began to blur in a watery stream.

5x5

A/N: Oh, yeah, that was fun to write. The song is "Mirrors" by Natalia Kills, it is completely Faith's song. And I am an evil person, writing all this craziness. Did Buffy talk to Faith, did she just see her, what's going on here? *gasp* you'll just have to wait, and wonder, and wait…yeah, the stuff I'm on for my aggressively bad flue is making me crazy. Prepare for an update of "Blog for the Supernatural" tomorrow.