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Summary: Spike has an unwanted mystical experience, as he was the original target Xander decides to help him deal with it.

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Multiple Crossings > Xander-CenteredLianwaFR151011,19276126,1881 Jan 082 Aug 08No

Chapter One

Disclaimer: I do not own so do not sue. Unless of course you want everything I own outright - namely the leftover chinese and my dirty laundry. Really it's just not worth it.

This story is set post Adam and goes AU afterwards. Xander has moved out of the Basement of Doom and is in his own apartment. Spike is chipped and still working with the Scoobies for Blood and Violence. (He is also a bit lonely and has struck up a pseudo friendship with Xander. Mainly they snark at each other about the injustices of life, drink beer and play pool. Xander really has limited choices for guy friends thanks to Sunnydale Syndrome so he'll take what he can get.)

Crossovers to be announced as they arrive - currently (none).

Spike was asleep in the most uncomfortable and ugly looking chair he’d ever had the misfortune to be tied up in. He was having lovely dreams of eviscerating his unwilling host when he was awakened by an uncomfortable tingling he always associated with magic.

When he started complaining about his awful treatment, “Can’t get any bloody sleep and why am I on the floor!”, he was very unhappy to realize that instead of his lovely voice he was hearing a pissed off cat. The fact he was hearing a cat made him very nervous, hoping the magic had just messed with his voice he took inventory of his current situation.

Four Paws – check

Claws (Not that I can currently use the buggers) - check

Tail - check

Heartbeat *gulp* - check

Craving for Blood – no

Craving for Tuna – check

After he stopped swearing and panicking Spike decided to wake Xander in traditional cat fashion. He sat on Xander’s chest and stared at his sleeping face.
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