The next morning, Esposito was woken up by his alarm early. Esposito groaned as he rolled off the couch. His old couch wasn't the worst thing he had ever slept on, but it definitely wasn't as good as his bed.

Esposito knew that Ryan definitely needed his rest after yesterday, but he was anxious to go see how he was feeling. He took his time getting up and at least starting the coffee machine for Ryan before he woke up.

A few minutes later, he was making his way down the hallway and to his bedroom. He knew Ryan wouldn't answer a knock at the door if he were sleeping, so he opened the door and walked in. Sure enough, there was a lump under the blankets where Ryan was still sound asleep.

Esposito walked over and put his hand where he assumed Ryan's shoulder was. "Ryan, get up." He shook him softly, so if he still wasn't feeling well, he wouldn't make him more nauseous.

Ryan let out a soft groan that made Esposito pause. His voice sounded different. Maybe he really was feeling sick. He pulled the blanket off Ryan's head. "Kev, I just want-." The sight in front of him stopped him short.

Whoever was in his bed was not Ryan. This person in his bed was a woman with long brown hair. Her face was buried in the pillow so he couldn't get a good look at her. Who the hell was she? Where was Ryan? Esposito had so many thoughts running through his mind, but all he could think to say was, "What the fuck?"

His booming voice seemed to have roused Sleeping Beauty from her rest and she rolled over. She did not look happy to be woken as she glared up at Esposito. "What the hell, Espo?" She looked towards the window that showed the sky with no sun up yet. "What time is it?"

Esposito stared at her wide eyed and took a step back. "Who are you?" He looked around the room searching for Ryan. "Where is the guy that was in this bed? Blue eyes, brown hair, wearing a Yankees…" Esposito trailed off when he got a better look at this girl. From her brown hair to her blue eyes, to her Yankees t-shirt. "Holy shit."

The woman scrunched up her nose and if Esposito was doubting it a second ago, he wasn't anymore. This girl lying on his bed was his partner?

"Javi, are you on drugs?" She-he?- finally realized the difference in his voice and cleared his throat. "I sound like a 12-year-old boy before puberty."

Any other time, Esposito would have had a clever comeback for that, but he was still in shock of what he was seeing. Maybe it was a dream. Maybe he'd wake up and Ryan would be back to normal.

Esposito squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them back up to see her staring back up at him in concern. "Seriously, Javi, are you okay?"

That's when it seemed to click in Ryan's head that he was now a she. His eyes widened, looking huge on his face. Then he looked down at himself and realized this was not the body he fell asleep with.

He jumped out of the bed with a loud shout. The sweats fell to her ankles, but thankfully the t-shirt covered her to her mid-thigh. "Don't look!" She screeched as she quickly bent down to pull her sweats back up.

Esposito was trying to figure out if he should actually be looking away. In the end, he decided he really didn't need to. "Ryan, is that you?"

He nodded furiously and his brown hair bounced against his shoulder. "Yes! I mean, it was...but now I have long hair, a high-pitched voice, and boobs!"

"Maybe I am on drugs," Esposito mumbled under his breath.

"Javi!" Ryan yelled desperately, his voice cracking in a way that pained Esposito's heart.

"Hey, hey, it's okay." Esposito took a step closer and rubbed Ryan's arm. Esposito had comforted his partner like this many times before, but this was the first time his arm felt small and soft under his touch. "We'll figure out what's going on. Let's just calm down."

"It was her. Callie. Yesterday when she put that spell on me, this was it!"

Esposito paused. Visions of her bragging about a spell that would go down in history popped in his mind. She knew she was turning Ryan into a girl. "Oh, my God, that bitch."

"I can't believe this is happening," Ryan said, his voice finally not yelling. "What am I going to do?"

Esposito kept his hand on Ryan's arm to keep him steady. "Well, I'll tell you what we're gonna do. We're going to find something better to fit you and we're going to call Castle and Beckett-."

"No!" Ryan shouted. Esposito stopped and waited for Ryan to continue. "It's embarrassing," he admitted in a low voice. "I'm not supposed to be a girl...It's...I don't want them to know."

Seeing boy-Ryan crying hurt Esposito like hell, but watching girl-Ryan get teary eyed was even worse in a way. Esposito wanted to pull him in for a hug, but he wasn't really sure how Ran would feel about that right now so he settled on rubbing his arm. "Hey, it'll be fine. They're not going to make fun of you. I'm not laughing."

Ryan ran a hand through his hair like he always did when stressed, but that only made it worse when his fingers ran through his now long locks. He fell to the bed and said, "You're different."

Esposito sat next to him. "C'mon, br-Kevin," he corrected himself because he wasn't sure if Ryan could still be called 'bro'. "They're our family. And we've gone through a lot of crazy shit together. They can help."

"Okay, okay, fine." Ryan nodded, hugging himself tightly with his arms. "Just, let's get this over with. I'm already starting to miss...some things."

Esposito laughed. "Don't worry, before you know it, you'll be back to yourself. No more little-Ryan." Esposito paused. "Well, actually, little-Ryan would be gone, but Little Ryan will be back."

Ryan glared at him through his dark lashes. "Really?"

Esposito tried to keep a straight face. "I'm sorry, Kev, but you were short as a dude, but now you're like up to my nose. You're probably up to Castle's waist."

Ryan shoved Esposito hard, but not hard enough to push him over. "I hate you so much," he claimed, but there was a smile on his face.

"See, we'll get through this." Esposito knew they would as long as he could keep a smile on Ryan's face.

"Did he say what was wrong?" Castle asked Beckett as they rushed down the hall to Esposito's apartment door.

"No, Castle, he just said we needed to get here as quickly as we could."

"Do you think something's wrong with Ryan?"

"I don't know, Castle," Beckett quickened her pace even more. She had a bad feeling Castle's suspicions were right. "Let's just get there and find out, okay?" She knocked loudly on Esposito's door. It was opened no more than a moment later.

Esposito stepped back to let them in and the moment she stepped foot in his apartment, Beckett was looking around for Ryan. "What's wrong? Is Ryan okay?"

"Uh, he's alive and well…" Esposito said, nervously.

Beckett furrowed her eyebrows. Castle spoke up, "What happened? Something witchy?"

Beckett huffed and shoved his shoulder. How could he joke when Ryan was possibly not okay. But then again, with Castle, he probably wasn't joking. "Castle-," she started with a warning tone but was cut off by Esposito.

"Yes. Definitely witchy."

Beckett turned back to Esposito, a look of surprise clearly on her face. "What?"

Esposito didn't answer her. Instead, he turned to the hallway and called out, "Ryan, come on." They all stood to wait for Ryan to enter the living room, but he never did. Esposito huffed. "Ryan, seriously, no one is going to laugh. The sooner we do this, the sooner we can fix you."

Fix him? What the hell was going on?

Her silent question was answered a few moments later when a woman came walking out of the hall. Apparently, this mess involved a strange woman? Her head was down, so Beckett couldn't see her face, but she didn't think she recognized her from anywhere.

But Castle did.

"Ryan?!" His voice went up an octave.

The girl, that couldn't possibly be Ryan because that was insane, looked up finally. When Beckett saw her face, it looked so obvious. This woman was Ryan.

The now female Ryan smiled nervously and it was clear to Beckett this wasn't a joke. Not even his sisters looked this similar to Ryan.

"Yeah, it's me."

His voice, though now much softer and higher in pitch, was still obviously Ryan's. Beckett looked Ryan up and down. His female body lost a few inches and Beckett would have to look down on him even if she wasn't wearing heels. Ryan must have borrowed Esposito's clothes because the large sweatshirt fell past his waist and the bottom of his sweats bagged around his feet. He had beautiful brown wavy hair that even Beckett was a little jealous of.

His entire persona just looked innocent and even more baby-faced that he was a male.

"You're a woman?" Beckett asked. "How did this happen?"

"Look's like Callie's little experiment went as planned," Castle noted. "She wanted to go down in history."

"How do we change you back?" Beckett took a step closer but didn't take her eyes off of him.

"We were hoping you two would be able to help," Esposito said from his spot next to Ryan. "We could-."

"Do you have...the female parts too?"

Everyone turned to look at the writer. "Castle!" Beckett slapped his arm as Ryan's face grew red in embarrassment.

"I'm just saying: if I were turned into a girl, I know the first thing I'd do."

"Grow up, Castle." Beckett rolled her eyes.

Castle laughed. "I'm joking, I'm joking." Then he turned to the boys and whispered loudly, "I'm not joking."

"I'm too busy freaking out about being a girl to enjoy it, I'm sorry." Ryan fidgeted as he pulled at his sweatshirt sleeves.

"Stop embarrassing my partner, Castle."

"You're right. You're an embarrassment enough," Castle said to Esposito.

Esposito opened his mouth to argue back, but Beckett interrupted. "Can we please focus on the real problem here, boys?" She raised her eyebrows at them before continuing, "Our best bet is to talk to Callie before she's gone.

"What if someone recognizes me at the precinct?" Ryan asked uncertainly.

"No, you're going to the morgue with Castle. You're getting another check up from Lanie. Espo and I will crack Callie."

"What?" Esposito said, alarm lacing his tone.

"He'll be fine, Espo. I need your help in the box and Castle needs to stay with Ryan in case he starts feeling bad. We meet back at the loft." Beckett's voice was all business.

Reluctantly, Esposito nodded. "Fine, but I'm not promising I won't punch this witch across the face."

"Noted," Beckett said.

Esposito turned back to Ryan. "You'll be okay?" He asked in a low voice. He had to fight the urge to brush the hair from his eyes.

"Yeah, go, I'm fine," Ryan said, although he looked anything but fine.

Esposito didn't believe it, but a second later, Castle had his arm around Ryan's shoulder. "We're fine, Papa Bear. Go do your job."

If Ryan looked small in Esposito's clothes, he looked even smaller under Castle's arm. He looked kind of ridiculous in the getup, but it wasn't like he had a closet of women's clothes that would fit Ryan's female body.

Beckett knew Esposito wasn't going to leave without a push, so she nodded her head towards the front door. "Come on, Espo, let's get this done and then we can figure out what's up with Ryan."

Esposito looked over at Ryan, asking him one more time if he was really okay before following Beckett out the door. Once they were gone, Castle turned to Ryan and grinned widely. "Now it's time for Castle and Castle Jr. to have some fun."

Ryan raised his eyebrows. "Oh, yeah, a lot of fun."

"Don't be such a downer. It'll be fun, you'll see."

"I seriously doubt that." Ryan crossed his arms over his chest and then quickly dropped them when they rested on something he wasn't used to. He blushed and said, "I don't even have shoes."

"You have socks."

"It's December. Socks aren't warm enough."

"So borrow Espo's. We can pick you up a pair on the way home from your check-up." Castle reasoned.

"I'm not going shopping for girls' clothes," Ryan said stubbornly. "There's no way in hell."

"I don't really think you have a choice, Ry. Unless you want to parade around in clothes that are 5 sizes too big," Castle said apologetically.

Ryan sighed, knowing he wasn't going to win that argument. Or he just didn't want to argue. "Fine, but no dresses or pink."

"You wore pink as a man."

"That's different."

"Sorry, I'm not caught up on the male-to-female rules."

"Can we just get this over with? I'm still kinda tired," Ryan admitted.

"Are you okay?" Castle asked in concern. "Does something hurt?"

Ryan sighed and started walking towards the front door. "I finally got Javi to leave. Now not you."

"Listen, I promised to keep an eye on how you were feeling. If Javier finds out I dragged you through the city when you were feeling sick, he'd kill me." Castle followed Ryan.

"I'm not his responsibility."

"Like that'll stop his mother-henning." Castel scoffed as they left the apartment. "It's inevitable."

"What are you talking about?" Ryan paused his walking in the hallway to stare up at Castle.

Castle furrowed his eyebrows. "What? You never noticed it? I mean, you had to have." Castle stared down at Ryan, but he didn't show any sign of knowing what Castle was talking about. "Oh, my God, you don't."

Ryan frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"So when you told Espo you hurt your back just so you didn't have to carry all those boxes...were you surprised that he carried it all for you and continued to make sure you didn't lift a thing for the rest of the day?"

Ryan didn't respond and Castle laughed. "You really don't see how whipped he is! Man, and now that you're temporarily a girl it's going to be even better."

Quickly walking again, Ryan said, "I'm glad my suffering gives you joy."

"This is going to be great." Castle was completely ignoring Ryan. "Just you wait."

Esposito didn't wait for Beckett to take the lead like she wanted to. He was going to take care of this himself because no one hurt his partner and got away with it.

He pounded on her holding cell, making her jump on her bench. She looked even paler and sicker than yesterday. Esposito knew she wasn't lying about being close to dying or maybe that spell had taken all of her energy. It could possibly be both.

"Hey, Barnes, get up," he shouted.

She grinned up at him. "Back so soon, detective?" She struggled to sit up without shaking.

"Do you think this is a joke?" He narrowed his eyes and behind him vaguely heard Beckett walking in.

"I think it's a success." She looked from Esposito to Beckett. "And by the looks on your faces, I'm right."

"Callie, you're only hurting yourself by dragging this on." Beckett's voice was calm but firm.

"I'm already a goner, Captain. And I left my legacy so I am fine with whatever happens now." She paused before saying, "Your partner on the other, he may have some trouble adjusting. Oh, I'm sorry, she will have some trouble adjusting."

In a flash, Esposito grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled her against the bars. "Change him back."

Callie laughed bitterly. "Oh, sweetie, I can't." She shrugged her shoulders. "Even if I wanted to, I couldn't. Didn't really figure that far into my spell and I don't have the energy anymore."

Esposito shook her roughly. "Stop lying to me!"

Callie rolled her eyes. "You can believe whatever you want. But nothing you do will change the fact that there is no way back."

Esposito let go of her and she fell off the bench. She didn't move to pick herself up because she didn't have the strength. Beckett put a hand on Esposito to urge him to back up. She took his spot and looked down at Callie. Just because she wasn't going to be as rough as Esposito, didn't mean she was going to be nicer.

"If you don't tell us what you did, I can promise you will regret it."

Callie rolled her eyes. "You people really don't get it, do you? The rate I'm going, I won't be here another week. You can't do anything to me."

"Why? It worked, congratulations, now why not change him back? You have your glory." Beckett gripped the ebar tightly to restrain herself from grabbing this woman like Esposito had.

"Why ruin something so perfect?" Callie asked. "And if you really want to find out, use your detective skills. Go on and save your partner. She's waiting."

Lanie was not supposed to be in for work another hour so whatever Castle called her in for better be important. When she walked through the lab doors, she saw Castle was already sitting in the chair waiting for her.

"Castle, what has you so…" she trailed off when she noticed a woman that wasn't Beckett sitting next to him. Lanie looked between the two of them. She noticed many similarities like their blue eyes and their brunette hair. With pursed lips and narrowed eyes, she said, "Castle, I may be a doctor, but I don't do paternity tests."

Castle raised his eyebrows and exchanged a look with the young woman sitting next to him. She was the one speak up, "No, Lanie, it's me."

Like that cleared things up.

"And if I were Castle's kid, God help me, he would have been ten when he had me."

"Hey, I'm not that old." Castle pouted.

Lanie narrowed her eyes, looking from one to the other. The girl looked familiar, but Lanie couldn't place her finger on why. "Castle, please, just tell me what is going on. I thought you called because Ryan was hurt."

There was silence until the woman chuckled. "Well, I'm not hurt."

Lanie turned wide-eyed to face her. "You're not...Ryan?"

She, no he, smiled nervously and that's how she knew it was Ryan. "In the flesh." He paused. "Well, sort of."

Lanie looked Ryan's female body up and down before whipping her head to Castle and glaring at him. "What the hell did you do?"

"Me? Why do you assume I did something?" Castle challenged. "I'm trying to help! I already called Alexis on the way here to look into the witch community."

Lanie shook her head and looked over to Ryan and in a much softer voice said, "Get over here and let's get you checked over. I'll make sure nothing has changed and make sure everything is okay after this little transformation."

Ryan nodded and hopped off the chair. She tried not to stare at how crazy he looked in the clothes that obviously belonged to Javier. He lifted himself up to sit on the same table he'd been on yesterday but now he looked much better. Besides for the obvious.

"Anything feel off?"

Ryan shook his head. "I mean, I don't know how being a girl is supposed to feel but I don't think anything's wrong."

Lanie checked his heartbeat, his reflexes, and his other vitals before declaring he was healthy. "If I didn't know you were you, I would not think for a moment you were once a man. More detailed testing may prove otherwise, but I doubt it."

Ryan sighed, looking relieved.

Lanie cleared her throat as her eyes fell to Ryan's chest. "Now, I'm assuming you woke up with the other surprises."

Ryan blushed and he shrunk in on himself again. "Why is everyone so interested in my boobs?"

Lanie raised her hands. "I was just going to ask if anything looked off or if they were sore."

Ryan hesitated. "I don't know. I haven't had a chance to really soak all this in. Javi woke me up and then I was dragged here."

Lanie gestured to Ryan's large sweatshirt. "May I?"

After a long moment, Ryan nodded. "Fine, just get it over with. And don't tell Javi." He grabbed the hem of his sweatshirt and lifted it above his head. Once his chest was bare, he refused to make eye contact with Lanie.

Carefully, Lanie dragged her fingers over Ryan's ribs. His female body was obviously different from his male body so that involved his bones shifting (probably, assuming that's how the witch's spell worked). He didn't flinch and she didn't feel anything out of place so she knew his ribs were all okay.

She looked at Ryan's new formed breasts as well. Thankfully, she didn't notice any bruises or lumps that could cause concern. "I'm just going to feel them for one second. Castle, your eyes still better be closed."

Ryan remained silent so Lanie went on and softly touched Ryan's breasts, collarbone and under his arms. He didn't flinch at that either and there were no suspicious lumps so hopefully, they weren't sore and he wasn't lying about she was done, happy that his female body was perfectly healthy.

"You can throw that sweatshirt back on." And Ryan quickly did so. While he was pulling it back over his head, Lanie said, "If it makes you feel any better, a lot of girls would kill to have boobs like you."

This only made Ryan blush even more and Lanie laughed. Castle was probably dying in his seat, but she knew him well enough to know he gave Ryan his privacy. "Coming from a girl with large girls, I'd kill to have 'em smaller and perky."

"So is that it?" Ryan asked, trying to change the subject. "Because now I get to go shopping."

Lanie laughed at Ryan's flat tone. "Sounds like fun, just don't exert yourself. Take it easy until you have all your strength back."

"I wish I could sleep until this was all over." Ryan sighed.

Lanie rubbed his arm. "Brighten up. It could've been worse. You could have been turned into a goat or a fish. Instead, you're a pretty girl. Maybe you'll even enjoy it." She winked.

Ryan jumped off the table and huffed. "I highly doubt it."

"You never know. Being a girl does have its perks."

"You're right because who doesn't love blood pouring out of their vagina for a week straight."

For a moment, the room was silent. Whenever Ryan was upset, he used his dry sarcasm to try and lighten the mood and sometimes, he surprised everyone with the words that came out of his mouth.

Castle and Lanie both then cracked up and even Ryan had a small smile on his face now. "With a sense of humor like that," Lanie said, "you'll be fine."

"I am not going in there." Ryan scoffed as he and Castle stood outside the door to Victoria's Secret.

"Newsflash, Ryan, you need underwear." Castle could be just as stubborn as the Irishman.

"Then we can pick some up at WalMart or something." Ryan tried to turn away from the store front, but Castle grabbed his arm.

"Nu-uh. Now go before I go in and buy only thongs and lace." Castle shoved Ryan towards the door and since he still wasn't used to his new center of gravity, he was easily shoved forward.

His face was an interesting shade of red, Castle noticed, as they walked inside. There were hundreds of pairs of underwear in dozens of different styles. Castle didn't think Ryan wanted to be too traumatized so he led Ryan past all the fancy lingerie.

In the back, there was a table of basic boy short panties in black, white and nude. Castle took what looked to be Ryan's size and handed them to him. "Let's go find someone to help measure you."

Ryan stopped. "Wait, what?"

"One of the ladies here can help with your perfect size for your, uh, chest area." Castle's eyes fell to Ryan's said chest and Ryan covered them with his arms.

"No, I'll just take one that looks like it fits." He grabbed a random bra off the shelf as he said this.

Castle didn't argue and only guided Ryan to the back. He found an open fitting room and left him there. "I'm going to find a sports bra, I'll be right back."

Before Ryan knew it, Castle was gone and Ryan was alone in the fitting room with a handful of panties and one bra. Maybe soon Ryan would wake up from this nightmare. He dropped all the underwear on the bench and looked at himself nervously in the mirror. He hadn't had a chance to since the change.

He was a pretty girl, not to sound conceited, but he definitely was not bad looking. His skin was a lighter shade and so the dusting of freckles was easy to see if you squinted (no doubt they'd pop if he went in the sun), his eyes were still just as blue and looked a little bigger on his now rounder face. His hair was long and it fell down his back just below his shoulder blades and it was slightly wavy at the bottom.

Good thing he grew up doing his sisters' hair and would be able to pull this back.

He couldn't see his figure under Esposito's too large clothes, but he wasn't really sure he wanted to see that yet. Trying on this underwear would be the first time he actually saw his new self naked. He wasn't as excited as he usually was at the chance to see boobs.

By the time he was finished staring at himself in the mirror, Castle was already back knocking at the door. "Are you decent? I have something for you."

Ryan rolled his eyes and opened the stall door. "Castle, can't you-." He stopped short when a smiling sales attendant was staring right back at him.

"Hello, ma'am, your boyfriend said you needed some help?" She was smiling way too big. Ryan wasn't sure what disturbed him more: the measuring tape in her hand or the fact that Castle was now his boyfriend.

"Um, no-."

"There's no need to be embarrassed. Trust me, once you get your perfect size, you'll feel so much better." She walked forward into the stall. "It'll take two minutes."

Ryan realized he wasn't going to win this argument because Castle ambushed him. He glared at the smirking writer over the woman's shoulder.

For the second time that day, someone had their hands on Ryan's chest. She only took a minute to measure across his chest and his shoulders. She checked her measurements and said, "34B."

Ryan just blushed and stammered out a thank you. Anything to get her out of here. She didn't get the hint. "So what are you looking for today? Something with lace? Push up? Something nice to surprise your handsome man." She winked.

Ryan blushed even harder. "I'm okay, really, but thanks. I'm just looking for comfort."

"Well, I've got the perfect thing for you!" She was off to the racks again without giving Ryan a chance to tell her that he was okay.

Once it was just Castle and Ryan, Ryan turned a hard glare at him. "Why did you get her?"

"C'mon, Ryan, neither of us had a clue." Castle rubbed Ryan's arm. "She'll get us what we need."

"Fine," Ryan grumbled. "But lunch is on you."

Castle laughed. "You got it, Ry. Now go try on the underwear so we can get outta here."

Ryan huffed and walked back into the stall. He took a deep breath and pulled down his pants. There was no time to be hesitant. The boxers fell to his ankles the moment there were no sweats to keep them up. Ryan grabbed the first pair of panties on the bench and pulled them up.

He was not expecting them to be so comfortable. He enjoyed the freedom of his boxers more, but these were nice to wear. He pulled up the sweatshirt to his stomach so he could see how they looked. They were just simple black boy shorts, but they looked good. Ryan smiled faintly.

"Delivery!" Castle said and stuck his hand over the top of the door. In his hand were a few different bras. Ryan had to go on his tippy-toes to grab the hangars from Castle's hand. "She dropped those off and left so we're good."

Ryan shook his head and pulled off his sweatshirt and t-shirt. He stared in the mirror at his B-cup bras. Of course, his boobs would be small. But they didn't look small on his body so Ryan wasn't too upset.

Wait, it doesn't even matter. Soon he would be a guy again.

Ryan wasn't completely hopeless, so he knew to put the bra on backward first and then twist it around. It took a few tries to get it perfect, but soon Ryan had the bra on right and he wasn't really sure how he felt about it. The black bra he was wearing wasn't uncomfortable, but Ryan would prefer to just let his boobs hang free. He didn't like the feeling of constraint the bra brought.

But it doesn't matter. He won't have to deal with it long.

He looked in the mirror one last time and liked what he saw. The small smile was back as he turned around to look at his behind. If he were a guy, he would not be disappointed in his female body.

Castle's knock interrupted his thoughts. "You done, Barbie? Or do you need another size?"

Ryan turned away from the mirror like it burned him even though Castle couldn't see him. "Yeah, I'm just pulling on my clothes again." He got dressed and looked over to the pile of bras the woman had brought over. "If you buy anything with lace, consider yourself dead."

Castle laughed outside the stall. "Hey, don't knock it till you've tried it."

Ryan let out a small laugh as well. "You can wear all the lace you want. I'm sure Beckett will be thrilled, but I don't plan on wearing it."

Castle didn't answer so Ryan finished getting changed and opened the stall door. Castle took the things he decided on keeping and Ryan placed the things he wasn't getting in a bin. He kept on the pairs he tried on, so Castle handed the cashier the tags to pay.

Ryan kept an eye on everything being bagged so nothing was snuck in. Once they left, Ryan had never been so happy to be out of a store. They went to a few different clothing stores next to pick up clothes for Ryan to wear. Not a lot, but just enough for a few days. He couldn't show up to work in Esposito's clothes.

True to his word, Castle paid for their lunch in the food court. Their table was surrounded by shopping bags. Ryan sighed and leaned back in his chair. "I never want to go shopping again."

Nodding his head in agreement, Castle said, "It's brutal."

Ryan shook his head as he stuck a ketchup covered fry in his mouth. "I don't know how girls do this all the time."

Castle just watched in amusement as Ryan ate his entire lunch before Castle finished his. "You hungry?"

Ryan sighed. "After that witchy spell I was exhausted and now I'm just starving."

"Your body is probably just building itself back up." Castle eyed him closely. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Ryan nodded. "I'm fine."

"You better hope so because if you're not and Esposito finds out, he will kill me," Castle warned him, sliding over his basket of unfinished fries.

Ryan's eyes flickered down at the fries and he asked, "Are you sure?"

"Go ahead."

Ryan smiled and dug into Castle's fries. Once he was finished, he leaned back in his chair and said, "Thanks, didn't eat much yesterday and whatever I did, I threw up."

Castle laughed. "Don't mention it. If you're still hungry, I've got plenty at the loft. Speaking of which, we better head back soon before Espo and Beckett start wondering where we are."

Ryan and Castle walked through the loft door only an hour or so after Beckett and Esposito, but he was still freaking out. He hadn't from his partner all morning.

Esposito stood up, ready to give them the third degree but stopped short when he saw Ryan. He was no longer wearing the large clothes. He must have picked up new clothes after his check up with Lanie. He was wearing skinny jeans and a plain black sweatshirt. It looked good on him.

Both of then had a bag in each hand. Esposito pointedly ignored the Victoria's Secret bag and tried to push back the jealousy that Castle was the one to take him shopping.

Beckett laughed. "Did you girls have fun?"

Ryan narrowed his eyes. "It wasn't funny when I was a guy and now it's definitely not funny when I'm a girl."

Beckett smiled. "How was is? Looks like your clothes aren't falling off of you."

"Lots of fun. I was only felt up twice."

Esposito shot up from his seat. "Wait, what?"

Castle walked by Esposito laughing loudly. "Calm down. It was all consensual."

Ryan huffed angrily. "That last one is questionable." He stomped over to the couch and fell to the cushion. Glaring at the wall, he crossed his arms over his chest. They fell to his side when they landed on his breasts. Just for one minute, he wanted to forget he was a woman.

Esposito looked from Ryan to Castle and then back to Ryan. He took a seat next to him. They sat next to each other quietly. Esposito looked up pleadingly at Castle and Beckett.

"Oh, I'm going to call Alexis and see if she's found anything." He quickly walked to the kitchen after he made his excuse. Beckett followed close behind, claiming she had a few questions to ask the young woman as well.

Once they were alone, Esposito turned to Ryan. "So how did your first day."

Ryan didn't even turn his head.

Esposito sighed. "I know it's not ideal, but for now, you're going to have to make do as best as you can."

Ryan turns around to face Esposito, still glaring. "Once Castle takes you bra shopping, tell me how your day goes."

Esposito knew it was serious and Ryan was definitely not joing, but there was something about that sentence that made it hard for Esposito to hide a grin. He just made it worse as he imagined the scene in his head. He couldn't help the low chuckle.

"Stop laughing," Ryan said, but he waS having trouble himself.

"I'm sorry, you're right, not funny." Esposito and Ryan both held eye contact for a short moment before they both were cracking up.

They shared a laugh and once it died down, Esposito smile at Ryan. "See, your day wasn't completely horrible. Before you know it, we'll both be laughing at this."

"Hey, guys," Castle said coming back into the room with a big smile on his face. "Alexis found someone who might be able to help."

as always, please let me know what you think! and if there are any situations you want to see girl!Kevin in, let me know and I'll do my best to fit it in my fic! This was supposed to just fulfill all the never ending possibilities of Kevin as a girl, but as I was planning this fic, some drama/actual plot came in so be prepared for not only Kevin discovering life as a girl but some actual story so yeah.

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