Title: The Switch Over
Author: Kazavid
Chapter: 1 / so far

Series: None
Rating: M
Pairing: John Sheppard, Other
Archiving: None
Warnings: Sexual Content
Spoilers: None
Feedback: Yes
Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis and its characters do not belong to me.
Summary: Sheppard gets to see things from a different perspective, a fantasy come true, or is it?

THE SWITCH OVER

Kristin was sent to Atlantis because she had the Ancient Gene, and an uncanny ability to pick something up and quickly work out what the object was, or, what it was used for. She had been assigned to McKay, to help him with some of the Ancient artefacts they had found on Atlantis.

The first thing Kristin had seen when she had arrived on Atlantis was Sheppard. She took a fancy to him immediately. And Sheppard seemed to reciprocate her feelings, but they hadn't done anything about those feelings except, flirt and bait each other, at every opportunity. Kristin was feeling very frustrated, and it didn't look like Sheppard was ever going to ask her out on a date, so she decided she should give up on him and find someone else.

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Chapter 1

Kris walked along the corridor and entered one the room where McKay was working. They had found a small box, full of artefacts, in one of the rooms, deep inside the city, and McKay had brought it back, hoping to find something worthwhile. She found McKay examining one of the artefacts. He had the box sitting on the table.

"Oh, it's you." McKay said, looking up as Kris entered the room. "I thought it was Colonel Sheppard."

"No, it's just me." She said, she looked inside the box, she picked one of the artefacts up, glanced at it, then dropped it back in to the box.

"What are you doing?" McKay asked, distracted by her presence, ever since she had been assigned to him, he'd found her distracting.

"Just seeing if I can tell what they're used for." She told him, she continuing to touch things, ignoring McKay.

"Look could you just stop what you're doing, I can't concentrate when you're doing that." He told her.

"When she's doing what?" Sheppard, asked from the doorway. He looked at both of them, his eyebrows raised in question.

"She, keeps touching things." McKay moaned, pointing at Kris.

"Touching things?" Sheppard asked. "What kind of things is it that she's touching?" Sheppard wanted to know. Kris blushed at the way Sheppard was looking at her, no mistaking the sexual innuendo in his eyes.

"Everything." McKay, told him. "Can you take her some place else, I need to concentrate on what I'm doing." He looked at Sheppard, expectantly.

'I'd love to, but I don't think that would go down to well', Sheppard thought, looking at Kris. She was a few inches shorter than him, with dark brown hair which just reached passed her shoulders. Her eyes, Sheppard found himself looking in to her eyes, deep pools of liquid chocolate, he thought. Then realised that she was staring at him.

"You mean she's a distraction." Sheppard said, quickly looking away. McKay, nodded his assent. "Sorry, there's nothing I can do about that." Sheppard told McKay.

Kris tore her eyes away from Sheppard and noticed Ronon, he was leaning in the doorway, watching them, an amused look on his face. Kris looked away, she always felt as if he could see right through her, she shivered at the thought. She was standing by the box of artefacts, Sheppard came over and stood next to her, he peered inside the box.

"Found anything good we could use." He asked, reaching his hand into the box, he started rifling through the small artefacts.

"I only just got here, you'd have to ask McKay." She told him. He was right in front of her, if she just leaned forwards a little, she'd be touching him. She was just starting to lean forwards when Sheppard stood up straight. She had to jerk back quickly, to avoid being hit.

Sheppard had picked up an artefact from the box, and started to toss it into the air, catching it as it came back down, he did this a few times. Kris caught a glimpse of the artefact, she'd been looking at the same artefact before, it was a small metal object with a crystal in its centre. Etched on the metal part was a picture, the picture was of a person, half male, half female, Kris wondered what on earth it could be used for.

McKay, spotted what Sheppard was doing.

"Don't touch that!" McKay said loudly, reaching for the artefact in Sheppard's hand.

"Touch what?" Sheppard asked, closing his hand around the artefact and squeezing. He moved his hand back so that McKay couldn't reach it. "What is it?"

"We don't know." McKay said exasperated, "Now hand it over."

Sheppard was just about to hand it back to McKay when the artefact he was holding stung the palm of his hand, within seconds, both he and Kris fell to the floor unconscious.

McKay and Ronon quickly ran over to help, and see if they were alright.

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Kris, opened her eyes, Ronon was looking down at her, asking her if she was alright.

"I'm fine." She said hoarsely, she frowned surely that wasn't her voice, it didn't sound like her voice.

She sat up but had to close her eyes as dizziness assailed her, she felt very woozy. She took a few deep breaths and opened her eyes again. Shock, horror, disbelief, she didn't know which one hit her the hardest, but all of them hit her. Because across the room from her, lying on the floor, was herself. Maybe she was still unconscious, or dreaming, or even dead. Yes maybe this was an out of body experience, she thought, she'd read about those things, you floated around, looking down upon yourself.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Ronon asked her.

"I don't know. Am I awake?" She asked him. There it was again, that deep hoarse voice. She put her hands over her face and rubbed at her eyes, surely she was dreaming. She lowered her hands and looked across the floor. No, she was still looking at herself.

"Who's that, over there?" She asked Ronon, pointing over at herself. Wondering if he could see her.

Ronon turned to see what she was pointing at, he was frowning when he looked back at her.

"That's Kris, don't you remember her?" Ronon said, "Did you bang your head when you fell?" He asked.

"I don't know, I was unconscious." She said, a little roughly, this was ridiculous.

She put her hand up to her head, to see if she could feel any bumps there.

"My hair! What the hell happened to my hair?" She shouted. Someone had cut her hair off while she was unconscious.

Ronon, raised his eyebrows at this little outburst, he backed up slightly, looking at her as if she were crazy.

"How's Sheppard doing?" McKay shouted over.

"Did something happen to Sheppard, as well?" She asked, watching as they looked at her like she'd just lost all her marbles. She glanced around, but she couldn't see Sheppard anywhere.

"Where is he?" She wanted to know.

McKay was kneeling on the floor, his mouth opened, eyes wide, looking at her.

"Do you know who you are?" Ronon asked her.

"Of course I know who I am." She said, did they think she was stupid.

Her brain was becoming less fuzzy, she started becoming more aware, she lifted her hands and looked at them, they looked bigger. Then she noticed her legs, she was just about to examine her legs when she noticed something else, shocked, she blurted out loud.

"Where have my tits gone?"

Ronon, who was squatting down beside her, suddenly lost his balance, when she shouted this question. He regained his balance quickly, but Kris could see that he was laughing.

"Did you do something to my tits?" She asked Ronon, accusingly.

She watched as Ronon completely lost his balance this time, falling backwards, he just sat there smiling.

"McKay?" Ronon shouted, looking over towards McKay, who was already, watching and listening, not knowing what to say.

Kris stood up, intending to find out what the hell was going on. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the glass door, and froze. She closed her eyes against the reflection, slowly she opened her eyes again, taking a quick peek, no, still there. She lifted a hand and touched her face, this could not be happening, she thought, not to me.

"I'm Sheppard." She said out loud, looking at Sheppard's reflection in the glass.

"Of course you are." McKay said, sounding a little relieved that Sheppard knew who he was.

"No, I mean I'm Sheppard." She tried to tell them.

"Yes, we do know." McKay answered.

"No you don't!" She shouted.

"I assure you Colonel, we know exactly who you are, just as surely as every female on Atlantis also knows who you are."

"Are you calling me a slut!" Kris shouted, offended by McKay's little jibe, why she was offended, she didn't know, after all the jibe wasn't directed at her.

"Well, I never actually said that, but...hey... " McKay said, he was interrupted by Kris waking up.

"Are you feeling alright?" McKay asked her.

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Sheppard had one hell of a headache, he opened his eyes, to see McKay peering at him.

"Are you feeling alright?" He asked him.

"I don't know. What happened?" Sheppard asked, his voice sounded strange.

"You fainted." McKay said.

"I did not faint, Rodney, I passed out." Sheppard told him. Rodney was the one who fainted, not him.

"My god," Rodney said, loudly, "You're as bad as Sheppard, and you sound just like him to." He remarked, distastefully.

Sheppard just smiled at Rodney, taking this as a compliment.

Sheppard jerked his back and rolled to sit up. It was while doing this manoeuvre that he realised something wasn't right. He looked down, at the two mounds that were protruding from his chest. 'Surely they couldn't be, no, he must be dreaming'. He closed his eyes and then opened one eye to peek down, they were still there. Sheppard looked around at McKay, and Ronon, and Sheppard.

This was definitely a dream, he thought as he stared at himself standing up across the room.

Then he watched as the Sheppard across the room waved at him. Ignoring the wave, and himself, Sheppard found his mind wandering back to the two mounds sitting on his chest. 'While he was here, dreaming, he might as well take the opportunity to explore' he thought, before he woke up.

Kris watched as Sheppard, lifted his hands and placed them on her breasts. Then uncaring of anyone watching he started to fondle her breasts, stroking his hands over them, squeezing them, pushing them together.

"What are you...?" McKay was about to ask, but was distracted by the antics of Sheppard and what he was doing to Kris' breasts.

"Shut up McKay, it's my dream." Sheppard told McKay, and carried on with his fondling.

"Get your hands off my tits!" Kris shouted at Sheppard, purposely moving towards him.

Sheppard looked up from his breasts and glared at himself, now standing right in front of him. "Hey pal, since when did these tits belong to you. I don't see them attached to your body."

"No, well I don't see them attached to yours either." Kris shouted.

"Sure looks like they're attached." Sheppard said, letting his eyes drop to focus on his breasts, his hands still fondling.

"That so, have you looked in a mirror recently?" She asked, watching the puzzlement appear on his face, Sheppard stood up and looked at the reflection in the glass door.

Kris, was staring back at him, Sheppard moved his arms and grimaced as the reflection of Kris also moved.

"This isn't a dream, is it?" He asked, already knowing it wasn't.

"Of course it's not a dream, why on earth would you think it was?" McKay asked, from behind Kris' body.

"Well it's not every day you find yourself inside another persons body..." Sheppard told McKay, who butt in before Sheppard could finish.

"With Sheppard, that's a regular occurrence." McKay said flippant, glancing at Sheppard's body.

Sheppard glared at McKay "I mean, literally." He told McKay.

"Yes, so do I."

"McKay, can you just forget about my sexual habits for once." Sheppard snarled.

"I'm not talking about your sexual habits, I was talking about Sheppard's." McKay told Kris, wondering why she was glaring at him.

Sheppard looked over at Kris, who was now standing in the middle of the room.

"You haven't told them." He said, accusingly.

"I haven't said a word, I was too shocked to think about giving a running commentary." She told him.

"Where's that artefact." Sheppard asked, looking around the floor for the small object. Spotting it he grabbed it.

"McKay, find out what the hell this thing is, and what it's used for." He said, trying to hand the artefact to McKay.

McKay was looking at him with a mutinous pout. "Please." Sheppard said more sweetly.

"Since when did I take orders from you?" McKay asked him.

Sheppard then realised, McKay was looking at Kris.

"Look Rodney, I'm Sheppard."

"Sure you are." McKay agreed,

"No, I really am Sheppard."

"We've just been over this same conversation with 'Mr Sheppard', over there," McKay said pointing at Sheppard's body, "Lets not get into another one." McKay said..

Sheppard grabbed McKay by the collar.

"Look, this artefact, has somehow switched us over, I'm Sheppard, and that over there who looks like me, is really Kris. Understand?" Sheppard said releasing McKay, who stumbled back and glared at him.

Sheppard took his hand and hit McKay firmly, on the side of his head. McKay yelped.

"Will you stop doing that, you're always..." McKay shouted, his eyes then opening wide as he finally caught on what had happened.

McKay stood there, mouth agape, dumbstruck by the realisation of what had happened.

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