Christian woke up feeling odd. He rolled out of bed and petted Thorne who was looking at him funny. He was still half asleep and blinked. He padded quickly through the bedroom and into the bathroom. His hands moved to his boxer and he let out a scream…a scream that was too feminine.

"WHERE'S MY…." he started bewildered, but then he stopped.

That wasn't his voice. Why was it so high husky and higher than his? Why did it have a feminine infliction? He ran his hands over his chest, there were two bumps that hadn't been there before and a missing bulge. His hands were slimmer and delicate.

He ran over to the mirror and gaped. His hands moved up to touch his face disbelievingly staring at the woman looking back. He blinked, she blinked. He smiled, she smiled. He moved, she moved.

"What the hell happened?"

He cupped the breasts on his chest that were bigger than Lissa's, but smaller than Rose. He hated to admit it, but he didn't look too bad. Actually, he looked pretty hot. He wondered if Aunt Tasha had looked this good when she was younger. His black hair was long, thick, and luscious and his face held strength and feminine beauty. His hips curved just in the right way. Damn, he was a knockout.

Whoa, what the hell was he talking about? He need to fix this! He quickly ran back to his bedroom ran a brush through the long locks and grabbed a pair of his jeans. His pants were loose and baggy on him and his shirt too large.

"This is such bullshit. I look ridiculous."

He slipped out of the room just as Rose walked down the hall.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!" she screamed seeing him.

Christian stopped dead in his tracks, eyes wide.

"Um…um…Christina?"

"Why did you just come out of the queen and Lord Ozera's room? Are you the bitch, Sparky's been fucking around with? What is he into fucking women who look like him?" she said taking him in.

Christian could tell Rose was about to hit him, but he was really tired of the accusations.

"I am NOT cheating on Liss, Rose!" he snapped.

Her eyes went wide.

"Sparky?" she asked.

"No, the fucking muffin man." he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Um…no, you can't be Christian…you're a woman."

"Well, it's me." he said with attitude folding his arms and popping his hip out to the side.

He realized how feminine that was and quickly stood up straight.

"Are you some Ozera Christian didn't tell us about that's visiting him. This isn't a funny joke."

"You can check my bedroom for me if you want." he said exasperatedly.

"Fine, I will." she snapped walking into the apartment and looking all around. She came back out and looked at me, "he left."

"If I wasn't Christian how would I know that it was you who broke Victor Dashkov out of prison. And that you were the one who tricked Dimitri into having sex on Nathan Ivashkov's desk."

"Sparky!" Rose realized finally that this was her best friend's boyfriend, "What the hell happened?"

"I don't know! If I knew I wouldn't be here freaking out!" he screeched.

"Roza, who's this? And where's Christian?" Dimitri said coming down the hall. He'd heard the screech from where he'd been.

Christian didn't want anyone knowing he was a woman so he cut Rose off before she could tell him.

"Um, he's visiting with an old friend. I'm supposed to stick around you and Rose while I'm here."

Dimitri glanced at him his eyes narrowed.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"I'm Chr…"

Rose realized what Christian was doing and managed to help him out.

"Chrissa."

"Chrissa?" Dimitri said, raising an eyebrow.

Christian giggled, a real girly giggle, "Yeah, Chrissa Ozera. I'm Christian's cousin."

Dimitri frowned, obviously uncertain. He looked at Christian noting the clothes.

Christian giggled, "Sorry, my luggage got misplaced at the airport so I took the train here without it."

Dimitri nodded, obviously mulling over what he had to say.

"Well, all right. Roza, I need to go check somethings are you good to stay with Chrissa?"

Rose nodded and kissed Dimitri before sending him on his way.

Dimitri gave Christian a polite nod, "It was nice meeting you, Lady Ozera."

He walked away and Christian sighed deeply. Rose turned back to him.

"We don't know how long you're going to be a woman."

"I know."

"We need to go shopping."

"Lead the way." Christian said motioning her ahead of him. He grabbed his credit card and moved swiftly. He didn't want anyone to see him this way.