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Body Double
Chapter 7: Real Friends Help You Move Bodies
by GenericJoe
"He's out," Allie said, looking at Nate, collapsed on the table.
"I hope he's all right."
"Well, he was pretty close to the clone when it died," Karen
said. "He's probably suffering due to the link."
"God," Lisa said. "I know what it feels like when she stubs her
toe, how would it feel if she were to *die*?"
Allie shook her head, and felt her eyes tear up in sympathy for
Nate. "I think I'll try to get him home," she said. "What are
you going to do with that?" She nodded towards the dead clone
lying on the floor.
"I've got some nanite-killers designed to clean up organics. You
know, just sort of break it down into its component parts. It's
not very fast though -- it was designed to recycle experiments
into the nutrient we use."
"So we'd need someplace to put the body, where it wouldn't be
found," Lisa said, thinking out loud.
"Yeah," Allie chimed in, "somewhere no one goes, and where it
won't be 'stumbled across'."
Karen snapped her fingers, "I've got it! Braddock used to be
where the physical plant was. So the steam tunnels connect up in
the basement. When they moved it across the street, they left the
entrance as an alternate way in."
"Where is it?" Allie asked. "I've been all over this floor--but
I've never seen any strange exits."
"It's actually the sub-basement. There's one below it, and an
elevator to get down there."
"OK," Lisa said. "We can put it on the cart that we used last
weekend."
"I'll go get it," Karen said, pulling out her keys. "It's in the
other part of the lab. You guys see if you can get Nate up and
out of here. Maybe if he's further away from the body it'll
help."
Allie and Lisa nodded, together, and went over to Nate's body.
Allie shook him again, and Lisa tried kissing him, to see if that
would shock him awake, but nothing worked. "I think we'll have
to carry him out of here," Allie said.
Lisa nodded, and grabbed his feet. Allie took his arms, and they
half carried, half dragged Nate out of the Lab and into the
hallway. They carried him down to the doorway, and set him down.
They were both exhausted. "Let me try again," Allie said, and
shook him awake.
Nate, groggily opened his eyes. "I felt it..." he said again.
"I know," Lisa said, "we need to get you away from here."
"Can you stand?" Allie said.
"There are two of you," he said. "I knew that. That's why I did
it, I knew it would work, but I died."
"Come on, Nate," Allie urged, trying to get him to his feet.
"I'm dead," he said. "How can you be here if I'm dead? Are you
dead, too?"
"We're not dead!" Lisa said. "And neither are you. Now get to
your feet."
Nate was still very groggy and pliant, so they got him unsteadily
to his feet. He was leaning on Allie for support, but seemed to
be mobile. "I'll take him back to his apartment," Allie said.
"You help Karen."
Lisa nodded and went back to the lab. Allie opened the door to
the outside, and slowly walked Nate back to his apartment. The
further they got away, or perhaps just the more he moved around,
the clearer Nate got.
"I knew something was up. Karen was around the lab a lot, but
never very talkative, you know? Not like she had been. Then I
saw her lab animals, and had to know."
"So you looked in her notes."
"Yeah. And I saw what was going on. Why didn't you tell me?!?"
"I...I don't know. The fight we had that morning, the
strangeness of it."
"Well, I would have just cloned myself, anyway." He shook his
head. "I still can't get over the feeling that I'm dead."
Allie hugged him. "I'm sorry it happened to you. Why didn't you
even tell anyone what you were doing?"
His face clouded over for a second, then he said, "You were
having your fun, why couldn't I have mine? I mean...it *is* my
project."
Allie blushed, and looked down at the ground. Nate still leaned
on her as they walked. He was still really weak. "My project,"
he mumbled. "It's my project, my responsibility."
"I'm ... I'm sorry, Nate," Allie said. She could feel the tears
forming in her eyes. "I was going to tell you...as soon as we
knew what was going on. I... I don't know. It's just really
weird, OK?"
Nate just looked at her with a hurt look in his eye, and they
kept moving on to his apartment.
- o -
Lisa headed back to the lab, and saw Karen pushing the cart up
the hall towards her. "Ready?" she asked, sighing.
Karen nodded. The two women lifted the clone's dead body and put
it on the cart. "I hope no one finds this," Karen said.
"Me too," Lisa said. "That would be bad."
"Well," Karen said, tapping her pocket where there was a glass
vial, "these babies will make sure that there is nothing there
but goo in a week or so."
Lisa nodded. Lisa started pushing the cart out the door. "You
lead," she said. "I'm not sure where we're going."
Karen took the lead and led her to the utility elevator. They
entered it, and she pressed the B2 button. "Here goes nothing."
The sub basement was dark, lit only by flickering overhead
lights. Lisa thought it was even darker than Braddock was for the
party that began this whole thing. Karen left the elevator, and
Lisa pushed the cart behind her.
Karen stopped at the Janitor's closet and tried to open it, but
it was locked. She pulled out a ring of keys, and tried several.
On the third, the closet opened with a click. Karen smiled to
herself, and pulled out two flashlights. She checked them to
make sure they worked, and handed one to Lisa. "It's dark down
there," she said.
Lisa nodded, and checked the flashlight herself. Karen put one
hand on the cart, and helped pull it along, guiding it. She led
them down the hall, and then through a door marked "Emergency
Exit"
"Won't that set off an alarm?" Lisa asked.
"No, it's just for show. I've been down here before."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, it's a cool place to make out."
Lisa laughed. Karen swung the door open, and they rolled the
cart through, into the tunnel. The air was moist and thick, and
full of steam. Light from the holes in the manholes above
diffused through the steam, making the hair on Lisa's arms rise.
It didn't help they were pushing a cart with a dead body on it.
Karen led them as the moved through a maze of tunnels. At a
junction of five other tunnels, Karen turned, and went down one
that seemed darker and danker than the others. "This one leads to
the basement of the student union," she said. "It got backfilled
when they built the new one four years ago. Since there's *no*
way to get in through there, no one uses this tunnel."
"How did you find it?"
"Exploring."
"And what if someone else is exploring."
"Well, we'll cover it up with some blankets I left down here, and
the chances are good that it'll decay before anyone else finds
it. It's a risk, but it's not too bad."
Lisa nodded. She guessed there wasn't much of a choice.
Together the two women rolled Nate's clone off into the side of
the tunnel. Karen leaned over, and pulled the vial out of her
pocket. She poured it liberally over the clone's chest. A faint
steam began coming up from the clone, like it was being eaten by
acid.
Lisa looked around and found the blankets Karen talked about, and
began dragging them over, and covering the clone. Once the body
was covered the two women pushed the cart back to Braddock
building. "That's that," Karen said.
"Now we just have to worry about Nate," Lisa said, and sent her
thought feelers to Allie, to see how things were going.
- o -
Allie paused, feeling her twin's touch on her mind. <We're at
his apartment now,> she said. <He seems to be walking better at
least.>
<How is he, though,> came Lisa's response.
Allie looked at Nate, haggard, tired, with bags under his eyes.
He seemed much the worse for wear, overall. How much was lack of
good sleep, and the immediate trauma of losing his other self.
How much was more than that? <I don't know,> she replied. <Not
good, I'd suspect.>
<I'm going to see what I can find out here, I'll be there in a
little while.>
<Sounds good, I'm going to try to put him to bed.> Allie hugged
Nate, "Let's go inside," she said.
She took Nate by the arm, and led him into his apartment. Nate
followed docilely, subdued and quiet. Allie took him in to his
bedroom and tucked into bed. She sat next to him, and brushed
his hair out of his eyes. "Are you going to be OK?" she asked.
He shrugged, and frowned and looked at her.
"I.. I really c-care about you," she said, her throat catching,
unable to say the word love.
"But just care," he said. "Not love."
"I don't know," she said. "I need more time to get to know you,
to know what love is..." Her voice drifted off as she saw the
hurt in his eyes.
"I thought I knew you," he said. "I thought I loved you. Now I'm
not so sure." He turned over in the bed, pulling the covers
around him.
Allie walked into his den, tears forming in her eyes. What
else could she have done? It was all so new, the clone, the new
relationship -- she couldn't handle it all at once. Maybe if
he'd been more reasonable that morning, maybe if she'd told him
later that week.
But then, they'd have just gone through this sooner. "But at
least he would have trusted me more," she thought to herself.
Allie took a pillow and blanket from Nate's hall closet, and
curled up on the couch. Tears slowly flowed out of her, wetting
the pillow and blanket. <Don't take too long, Lisa, honey. I
need you.>
<I'll be there soon, Allie.>
<I love you, Lisa.>
<I know.>
Allie cried some more, and waited for her clone to arrive.
- o -
Lisa surfed through the college hospital's database, looking for
clues. She and Karen had broken in here earlier, and pulled the
medical database down to a local server. Now she was trying to
figure out where the data she needed was located.
She never realized how much fun this whole computer thing could
be -- analyzing and finding patterns. It was a lot like
exploring the woods, walking down paths and switchbacks, looking
for the path through the data. If she could find out what was
wrong with Nate's clone, maybe she could fix it. Even give him
the joy she and Allie shared.
And maybe that would repair the damage she'd done by not telling
him in the first place.
Karen was following other leads on another of the computers.
"Want another soda?" Karen asked.
"Yeah, that'd be good," Lisa replied, never pulling her eyes from
the monitor in front of her. She was close. There were these
tables with absolutely huge amounts of data in them... All she
needed to figure out was the name of the thing.
Lost in a trance of the data, Lisa didn't even realize that Karen
had come back until the other woman touched her shoulder. Karen
handed her a can of soda, and she opened it, leaning back and
looking at the data. "Whatcha looking at?" Karen asked.
"I don't know. Looks like a file with a lot of binary objects in
it."
"Let me take a look at it."
Karen reached around her, brushing up again her, Lisa closed her
eyes, and took in the scent of the other woman. "She's straight,
she's straight," Lisa thought to herself. "Just forget about
it."
Karen tapped the keyboard, typing in arcane commands, and then
did something with the mouse. The minimized what she was working
on, and double-clicked on an icon. A browser popped up, showing
graphics. "Medical charts," Karen said, laughing. "Now all we
have to do is find Nate's."
They split the task up, paging quickly through the files. About
half an hour later, Lisa hit paydirt. "Got it!" she said.
And she had. The answer was right there in front of them. "I
don't know what most of this means," Karen said. "But it looks
like he was born with a birth defect."
"And the clone would have had the defect, too."
"Yes, they replaced his heart when he was only a few hours old.
Saved his life."
"So, the clone picked up the defect, and since we didn't know --
there was no heart to replace what it had, so when it 'came
alive' it didn't last long."
Karen nodded. "That makes sense. It means I can't be cloned
either. Not with the insulin problems I have. It'd go into
diabetic coma almost immediately."
"I wonder if there's a way to get the nanites to repair the
damage."
"Not until we understand more about the DNA. Let's face it,
we've been following a blueprint -- if the blueprint is wrong
what do we do?"
"I guess so," Lisa sighed. "I better go see how Allie is doing.
I was hoping to take her good news, but knowing this..." She
gestured at the monitors.
Karen nodded. "I think I'm headed home too. Let me know how
Nate is doing, OK?"
Lisa nodded, and they left the laboratory.
- o -
Lisa stood over her twin's form. Allie, the original Alyson, lay
sleeping on Nate's couch, her face tearstained, her hair matted.
Lisa took one hand, and brushed Allie's hair back, and kissed her
forehead. She sent her consciousness through the kiss, trying to
contact the sleeping Allie, but she was too deep in slumber to
awaken.
Lisa walked to Nate's bedroom. The door was ajar, and she looked
in at his sleeping form. He was curled up, almost in a fetal
ball, wrapped up in his covers. "This is all my fault," Lisa
thought.
"If I'd been more honest with him, we wouldn't even *be* here.
Hell, if I had never existed, at least Nate and Alyson would have
had a normal existence. Instead it's all complicated, and he's
in there hurting like hell."
She felt Allie's mental touch, quietly reassuring. <He'd have
tried the experiment on himself eventually, to the same effect.>
<But then you'd have been there to reassure him.> Lisa sighed,
looking at him, feeling tears form in her eyes. Did she love
him? She wasn't sure. They weren't sure. She was just upset
she'd caused so much pain.
<*We* are here to reassure him, now.>
Lisa turned and looked at Allie who was still lying on the couch.
"C'mon," Lisa said, "Let's go see what we can do for Nate."
Allie sat up on the couch, and slowly stood up. Lisa smiled at
her, encouraging her to wake up, and get moving. They really
were different -- oh they had the same memories, and almost the
same bodies, but they had a different perspective. Lisa *knew*
she was a clone, *knew* that Allie was the original.
Sometimes, knowing she was extra let her know that some risks
were OK to take. She was freer, somehow, to explore and to do
the things that they -- she -- Alyson really wanted to do, not
just what she *had* to do.
Lisa watched as Allie stood and began walking to the room where
Nate was sleeping, shedding her clothes as she went. Lisa
followed behind Allie admiring her beauty, and thinking about
what they could do for Nate. Wondering if there really *was*
anything they could do. Could they return his love? Because it
would have to be both of them, or neither. They were the same.
Love Nate, and give up all of the newness? Give up on the
exploration? What about Cheryl, or Chet, or even Karen? That was
the thing that held her back. She cared about Nate, but not
enough to give herself to him and only him.
Lisa watched as Allie crawled into bed next to Nate's curled
form. Lisa walked around the bed, quickly shedding her clothing
as well, and crawled in on the opposite side. "Nate, honey,"
Allie said, kissing him on the lips. "Wake up."
Nate stirred, and turned quickly becoming awake when he realized
that not only wasn't he alone in bed, there were two women
sharing it with him. "What do you want?" he asked, surprised.
"To apologize..." Allie said.
"And to try to make it up to you," Lisa finished.
Nate shut his eyes, understanding what this meant. He took a few
deep breaths. "Look, I appreciate it," he said. "But if you
can't give me what I want -- what I need, maybe you should just
leave."
"What is it that you want?" Lisa asked.
"Our love," Allie said. "He wants our love."
"I want you to return my love," Nate said, turning to Allie. "Is
that so much to ask?"
"You can't have just one of us," Lisa said. "We're two halves of
a greater whole."
"And yet," Allie continued, "We're separate -- capable of more
than an average person. It's hard for us. It feels like you are
asking us to tie ourselves to you and only you when we're just
learning what we can be?"
"Look," Nate said. "I'm not asking for that -- I'm not even sure
that's what I want right now. I just want to know, do you love
me? Can you love me?"
"I don't know if I love you," Allie said, glancing towards the
floor.
"But," Lisa continued. "But, we do care about you, that could
*become* love. It's not much, but we're willing to try."
"It's why we're here," Allie whispered, looking back up at Nate.
Both of the women stopped talking and looked at Nate, waiting.
Nate took another deep breath and let it out slowly. "I guess
that will have to be good enough, then. I *don't* want to lose
you."
"You won't," Lisa said. "There are two of us, more than enough to
keep up with you."
"Yeah," Allie said, laughing, "There should always be at least
one of us around, right?" She looked Lisa in the eye, and
grinned, "And sometimes both of us."
"You think you can handle that?" Lisa asked Nate.
He laughed. "I'm willing to *try*."
"Good then let's get you out of those clothes..."
Allie reached forward, and pulled Nate's T-shirt off. He raised
his hands, and she pulled it by the hem, up and over his head.
He grinned at her, and she leaned forward to kiss him. He
shifted, keeping their kiss as Lisa pulled his shorts down, his
erection popping out as he did. Allie took her hand, and wrapped
it around Nate's hardness while Lisa finished getting Nate's
shorts off. Nate just moaned into the kiss.
Lisa crawled up Nate's legs, kissing his inner thighs, working
her way to his rigid cock. As her lips slid over the head, Allie
moved her hands down to Nate's balls, and began playing with
them, gently squeezing while Lisa did her work on his cock.
Nate gasped, and broke the kiss. Allie leaned forward and
whispered in his ear. "She's good isn't she?"
"Yes," he sighed. "Almost as good as you."
"No she *is* as good as I am -- we're often the same person." He
sighed as she caressed his back, and played with his balls. "You
know," she said, still whispering in his ear. "I can feel your
cock in my mouth. Twirling it with my tongue, feeling it press
against the back of my throat. Your precum is salty, and just
beginning..."
"You can feel it, feel it now?" He whispered.
"When she and I are this close -- and this excited -- we can feel
everything the other feels."
"Amazing!" he said. It was obvious the idea turned him on. Nate
reached down to touch Lisa, to caress her, but Allie took his
hand and guided it to her breast.
"She can feel everything you do to me." He squeezed her nipple
and she sighed, "God, yes!" Lisa moaned around his cock. He
brought his other hand up and began squeezing and teasing her
other nipple.
Allie closed her eyes, and felt the multiple sensations around
her: Nate's legs around her clone, her mouth around his cock; his
hands on her breasts, real and in front of her; sitting next to
him, her hand running through his hair, pulling his head down to
her breasts, his suckling. She moaned in time with her clone.
Lisa's moan vibrating Nate's cock, eliciting a moan from him as
well.
Lisa's head began to bob faster and faster on his cock, and Nate
sucked harder and more creatively on Allie's breasts, biting at
her nipples, and massaging the free breast with his hand. Every
bite and twist and caress transmitted through their link from one
woman to the other, sending electric shocks between them and
straight to their pussies. Which, in turn, spurred Lisa's efforts
on even more.
Allie could tell it wouldn't be long now, before Nate came. She
touched her clone-sister on the head, and Lisa pulled off his
cock, giving it one last, long suck. Nate groaned longingly as
the intense pleasure went away.
"I think," Lisa said, "that I want to feel this inside of me."
She wrapped her hand around his cock to leave no uncertain terms
about what she meant. Nate chuckled, and began to move to the
center of the bed.
Allie sat next to him, running her hands through the thick mat of
hair on his chest. Lisa began slowly crawling up his body,
kissing him as she went. She straddled him, his cock pressing
against the hairless skin above her pussy. "You shaved?" he
asked Lisa.
"It only just started growing in. It itched so much I started
shaving it."
"Cool," he said.
"That tears it," Allie said. "I'm shaving mine too."
Nate laughed. "Maybe I like variety."
"We'll see." Allie said. "But first, we have more important
things to do." She wrapped her hand around his cock and Lisa
lifted up. Allie guided Nate's cock into her clone's wet pussy.
The two women sighed together at the shared sensation of Nate
filling them up.
Allie drifted in the lustful feelings as Lisa began slowly moving
up and down Nate's cock and each move and rub was transmitted to
her. Nate twitched his cock, sending thrills through her body.
Both women cried out in unison. "It really is true," Nate said.
"You can feel everything she feels."
"It's very true," Lisa said.
Nate laughed. Allie noticed a mischievous gleam in his eye. "I
think," he said, "I need to pay Lisa back for that excellent
blowjob."
"Oh believe me you are!" Lisa said, still moving slowly up and
down his cock.
He pulled Allie's face down to him, and kissed her tenderly, then
slid his tongue between her lips, and they began kissing more
passionately. Lisa moaned, and slightly increased her pace. Nate
pulled away and whispered in Allie's ear, "Straddle me, I want to
eat you out."
Allie laughed and put her legs around Nate's head, lowering her
pussy to his waiting lips. His tongue reached out, tracing the
lips of her labia, pushing them apart, and snaking in to her
inner core. Touching her clit lightly, then sliding back and
forth around it, licking, teasing, lapping up her juices.
She closed her eyes and arched her back into him. Lisa was
speeding up now, she could feel Nate's cock sliding in and out of
her pussy, faster and faster, and still his tongue was there,
keeping the rhythm, sending electric shocks through both of their
bodies. She reached out and touched her clone-sister, and they
merged into one being, fucking and being fucked by Nate.
Alyson ground her pussies against Nate. One ground against his
cock, the other against his mouth. God, but he was a good lover.
He flicked her clit once, twice, three times, and lifted his
pelvis, returning her thrusts, driving her higher and higher.
His hands reached up and he added them too, touching caressing
her wherever her could.
Alyson began gasping then, going faster and faster, going beyond
the point of no return, and Nate was still there with her,
thrusting, licking touching, going faster, faster and it all
exploded in intense orgasm. Alyson cried out with both her
voices, and time seemed fixed in that moment forever. She felt
Nate's tongue still on her, and the feel of his come, filling her
up, prolonging her orgasm.
In that moment, she saw it working. Her -- Alyson -- and Nate
together for a long time. One body or the other sometimes, or
both. She wouldn't always be with him, but Lisa or Allie would
be. She knew in that moment she really did love him. She had
for a while now, but she had been too scared to admit it, too
afraid things would change if she did.
Now she knew that Nate would be able to handle this, that he
couldn't and wouldn't try the traditional rules -- because she
was hardly a traditional person. And with that realization, she
felt the love burst out from her hearts, feeling it warm her
bodies, and time seemed to resume its flow again.
Exhausted, she collapsed her bodies on either side of Nate.
"That was amazing," he said. "I don't think I've come that hard
in... in forever."
"It was pretty amazing for me, too," Alyson said, forgetting
using both voices.
"Wha..?" he said, confused.
Alyson concentrated, focusing. "Alyson," she said with Allie's
voice. "I'm both of us, or they are part of me. Depends on your
perspective."
"So that's what you meant when you said, 'you're often the same
person.'"
She nodded, both heads moving. "Sorry," she made just Allie say.
"It's hard to control them independently. I'm still learning."
"Is this going to happen often?"
"Oh, yes, probably. You see, I realized something. Allie and
Lisa are incomplete. Half-copies of me. I'm the whole woman,
like I was when we met. No...I'm more than I was."
Nate nodded. "I think I almost understand. My clone..."
She used Lisa's body to touch his cheek. "Shhh," she said. "Don't
worry about it, I'm here, now. And..."
"Yes?" he asked.
"And I know I love you."
She smiled down at him with both of her bodies, and he began to
cry and laugh at the same time.
She kissed him, a three-way kiss, and let the overmind drop back
into Allie and Lisa.
Everything was going to be just fine.
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