AN: Since I kind of gave it away of how Angel 'helps' the team with their problems in the title, which I did so that way people who hates these type of stories they could steer away from it. I just want to give a fair warning that with it being body swapping I had to get creative so everyone knows who is in what body. So you will notice a / and the first name you see is the person, the second name you'll see is the body that they are in ;D Don't worry I kept them (hopefully) in character so you'd know who it is anyways!

P.S. Happy Halloween XOXO


Joss slowly sat up feeling odd and stared in horror because her body was lying unmoving but across from where she was sitting up! Was she a ghost? Shouldn't she know if she was a ghost or not? "Oh my god, I'm dead!" she exclaimed and then grew panicked as her words she said were in a masculine voice with a thick heavy accent which sounded exactly like Fusco.

But her body sat up making Joss jump. Okay, so she couldn't be dead if her body was moving but then why in the hell was she staring at it and not in it?

"What the hell just happened?" her voice said, lowly. Joss gaped at her body, as it spoke. Oh god, this was some disturbing dream, because her damn body was across from her, sitting up, and speaking without her in it. Yep, dream—no, nightmare—or hallucination or something because this sure the hell was not real.

Joss looked down at herself nearly letting out a scream of shock when she saw Fusco's round body! "Oh, no, no, no, this is not happening." She murmured in his voice as she poked her round tummy and felt the touch.

Joss in Fusco's body looked up and watched her body and saw a smile grace her face as her hands reached up to cup her boobs. "Wow, this is new." Her body said quietly, nearly lovingly.

Joss narrowed her (or Fusco's) eyes. "Who the hell is touching my breasts?!" Joss/Fusco demanded.

Joss watched as her hands that were caressing her breasts lovingly fell away and an uncomfortable look was expressed on her face. She eyed herself with the stink eye before running a critical eye over her appearance. She was taken aback at how nice aging had been on her, looking in a mirror didn't give this type of examination of one's self. But she looked over to where John's body and Shaw's were, as they were sitting up too moaning and groaning. She winced at how wonderful John sounded moaning.

"This is fucked up," John stated loudly, sounding decidedly not like John. So whatever happened to her definitely happened to him too.

She looked to Shaw's body who looked horrified as she held out her arms before Joss slid her gaze back onto John and knew instantly who was in John's body because he reached down and grabbed his own crotch and smiled wickedly.

"Damn Reese," he muttered.

Joss/Fusco made a face. "Shaw, you're in John aren't you?" Joss demanded in Fusco's thick accent.

"What gave me away?" Shaw/John wondered.

"The fact that you instantly grabbed John's crotch is sort of a dead giveaway, I mean Fusco certainly wouldn't."

"Stop touching me Shaw!" her body cried in sheer outrage and Joss looked at her body realizing that John was inside it.

Shaw/John busted out laughing and Joss sighed inwardly. John's laughter was so sexy even if it was Shaw that was making it happen. "Oh this is rich, Reese is in Carter! Besides I'm just checking out the goods for Carter, she'll be pleased." Shaw/John sniped as she stopped groping Reese's crotch.

"Oh god John is in me!" Joss/Fusco stated more than a little freaked out, that John was inside her body and he had been the one to lovingly fondle her breasts. She liked that part but the rest of it was a little weird.

"Not the way he wants to be, am I right?" Shaw/John cackled making John/Joss glare.

Joss/Fusco eyed her body sort of feeling bad for John at this moment. He had her glare down to a T, she thought with a smile.

"When we are back in our bodies, I'm going to kill you." John/Joss assured. Joss never quite realized her voice could sound so deadly before.

"You wish!" Shaw/John snickered.

"What about me?" Fusco/Shaw demanded in Shaw's dry tone as he eyed Shaw's body. "I feel tiny, like I'm miniature. How do you do anything with these stick arms Shaw?" he demanded as he poked them with a look of disgust.

"Hey, watch who you are calling tiny, buddy!" Shaw/John sniped.

Fusco rolled his (or Shaw's) eyes. "What are you going to do short stuff, shoot yourself?" Fusco/Shaw said.

Joss struggled to her feet, feeling out of breath. "Lionel, you are my friend, but you need to lay off the donuts at work for a little while," Joss/Fusco said winded. "I'm only looking out for you." She said as she felt out of shape and overweight.

Fusco/Shaw shrugged then smirked. "This tiny body just eats and eats and never gains an ounce, I wish I had this one's metabolism in my body," he grumbled as he patted Shaw's small stomach.

Shaw stood up while John followed the upward descent quite delicately in Joss' body. "I'm taller than everyone here for once!" Shaw/John said looking down at them with a smirk.

John decided these heels Carter was wearing were mini torture devices meant to kill feet and toes. He had a new appreciation for women everywhere.

Joss/Fusco snorted in laughter as John tried to move in her heels. "Why the hell would you wear these for work Carter, how the hell are you supposed to walk in them?!" John/Joss snarled as he wobbled and grabbed the desk ledge as he struggled walking in her heels in her body.

"Is everyone alright?" Finch's voice filtered over them forcing their eyes onto the laptop once more. Finch was there looking worried, while the man that read the incantation stood beside him as they both squeezed into the view of the webcam.

"Well besides the fact that we aren't in our own bodies, which is insane and most likely we are hallucinating, we're fine." Joss/Fusco said reasonably.

Harold shook his head. Jocelyn would be the only one to reasonably explain their situation. Fusco would only comment with a snide remark, Shaw would threaten to kill someone, and John would just brood. "You must be Jocelyn, and you're not hallucinating you really are in each other's body," he said, as if he wasn't dropping a bomb on them.

The four of them looked at each other and then back at Harold. "Excuse me?" Shaw/John said and she had raised John's low and quiet voice to an unusual high octave.

Harold eyed them with an apologetic but determined look. "I have gone through a similar experience thanks to Angel who I met when I was a teenager. Angel helped me, but please listen to Angel as he'll explain how to get back into your own body," Harold said before moving out of the way for the elder man to come back into view.

Angel smiled. "You'll swap bodies once you realize your truths and it will happen each time until finally you are back in your own bodies. Only then will you be able to be freed from that hotel, until then you will be stuck there, and there is nothing anyone can do to change that," he said softly.

"Truths, what does that exactly mean?" Joss/Fusco demanded.

"It is why Harold asked me to help you. There has been certain friction amongst you all, has there not?" Angel asked gently.

The four of them exchanged looks. "A little," Fusco/Shaw agreed reluctantly, ducking his head which made Shaw's brown bangs cover his eyes. Fusco/Shaw blew them out of his face. "But nothing that couldn't be fixed in a normal way of going about it. But…this," he paused motioning at Shaw's body that he was in. "This is an extreme, Einstein, short stuff's body is too small I'm suffocating in here!" he complained.

"Call me small again, Fusco, and I'll beat my own face since I can't feel it!" Shaw/John threatened.

Angel spoke up once more sensing the tension. "Harold was extremely worried about you and this will clear up everything quickly as all four of you will have to work together and reveal your truths to swap back. You each have swapped bodies with someone you are experiencing some sort of tension with. Once you can figure out why, reveal it, and you'll swap," he said as if it was as easy as baking a cake. They all looked at one another.

"Oh hell no, I don't have any form of tension with Reese. That's disgusting." Shaw/John cried in outrage, looking at John/Joss with a sickened look.

Harold spoke up; "When I was a young boy I had been envious of people who had a father they didn't have to be take care of, and who had a mother that was around. But I realized quickly, after Angel helped me, that I belonged where I was and was happy to be who I was. I wanted to help you all and I didn't want to lose any friends, so I wanted you to walk each other's shoes, and realize what was causing the problem so you could move past it." They all four looked at one another, before looking at Harold.

"We're sorry you felt like you had to go through this trouble, Harold, but how about you just reverse this?" Joss/Fusco questioned as she still didn't fully believe this was happening. Maybe they were all drugged or something?

"I'm sorry, it is in your hands now." And with that Harold turned the screen off. The four of them were left together in different bodies.

John/Joss tried a small step away from the desk cringing her face as he tried to walk in the heels. "John, those heels aren't that high," Joss/Fusco retorted.

"I'm sorry, Carter, but I never wore women's heels before so they're going to take some getting used to," John growled in her voice.

Shaw/John eyed them all. "I think we should look for a way out of here and force Angel to change us back," she suggested.

"I doubt it will work Shaw," John/Joss sighed. "The doors disappeared," he reminded her.

"Well, I, for one, don't want to be stuck in this tiny little body much longer. It's constricting," Fusco/Shaw grumbled. "I say we take up Shaw's idea and search for a way out and force Einstein and his whackjob of a friend to change us back."

Joss and John shared a look and reluctantly agreed to go in search for a way out with Shaw and Fusco. They slowly walked together taking a look around the main floor.

John watched as Shaw was not remembering she was in his body and tall now as they were coming up to a low doorframe. "Duck my…I mean your head, Shaw!" John/Joss snapped, but not in time before Shaw/John smacked her forehead against the doorframe.

"Ouch, for fuck's sake, Reese, you're too tall, I'll get a nosebleed up in this atmosphere!" She snarled as she grabbed his forehead, before bending so she could continue with them as they searched for a way out and figure out how to get back in their right bodies.

Joss/Fusco walked beside a slow moving John/Joss who grimaced with each step. Fusco had it easy being in Shaw's body in her boots, she must have changed into during her search for Finch. "Is this a little weird or what?" Joss/Fusco wondered as she felt hungry. Damn it, Fusco, what did he do, skip lunch?

"Actually I've run across witches in my days of the CIA, however, nothing quite like this," John/Joss admitted as he glanced down at Joss's breasts. She had a lovely body. Her breasts had felt amazing. He tried to fight the urge to pull her shirt back just to sneak one peek. He was a guy after all and it was Carter.

They fell silent as they looked around the main floor quietly. As they continued their search, each was reflecting on the bizarre turn of events, and when they reached the main lobby area once more without a way out they huddled together, needing to rethink their plan of action.

And Joss believed the unpopular option of actually sharing their feelings with each other might be their only option of not only getting back in their own bodies but out of this old abandoned hotel. "I think we need to do what Harold said," Joss/Fusco said. "We need to figure out what's causing this friction between us and tell each other so we can swap back. We aren't getting out of here until that happens,' she said. Harold went to great lengths so there was no simple way out, not until they talked and gained new understandings for each other.

"You want to believe this hocus pocus crap, Carter?" Fusco/Shaw demanded.

Shaw/John shrugged. "I agree with Carter because I just want my body again. I can't believe I'm going to say this but I miss being short. Reese is too much work to move his long fucking legs!" she sniped. Reese had some long thin legs that were damn heavy while her shorter legs were easier to move.

Joss/Fusco nodded. "Yea and I want my body back too, no offense Fusco," she said and Fusco/Shaw waved her off.

"So who wants to go first?" John/Joss asked. And when he said that he meant anyone but him, he knew exactly why he swapped into Carter and wasn't ready to share it with anyone.

Shaw/John made a face. "Not me since I don't know why I'm in your stupid ass body in the first place. I don't have any kind of tension for you. That's Carter's shtick not mine," she complained.

"Excuse me?" Joss/Fusco demanded. Shaw/John shrugged but didn't elaborate.

Fusco/Shaw cleared his throat. "I'll go." he said before looking directly at Shaw/John. "I'm envious of you, Shaw."

"Figured," she said quirking John's mouth into a wide grin. Joss was struck by the beautifulness of it. John should smile more when he was back in his body and she was determined to make him.

"Let me finish tiny commando. I'm envious of you because of my son, Lee," Fusco/Shaw muttered.

Shaw/John scrunched up John's face in confusion. "Your son?—what does he have to do with this?"

"During the time I was taken by HR and you saved my son, which I will never be able to thank you enough for, by the time I got home after the hospital my son hugged me, was happy I was alright but for days after that he told me all about how kickass you were. To him I'm just his lame dad, who is a homicide detective, he doesn't get to know I'm kind of badass in my own right," Fusco/Shaw admitted gruffly.

Shaw/John blinked. "Oh," she said ducking John's head. She didn't know what to say.

Fusco/Shaw did feel better getting that off his chest. He had been a little more irritable when Shaw was around and taking out his own shortcomings as a father on the toy soldier which wasn't right. Maybe now voicing his jealousy he could move on from it. He frowned when he didn't swap out of the little body he was stuck in. "Alright, what the hell? I revealed my truth of why I'm envious of Little Rambo. Why haven't I gone back into my body?" Fusco/Shaw demanded.

Joss/Fusco blinked. "It's my fault. I'm in your body. I'm blocking the change. I think Angel did it on purpose to force everyone to work together so they can change back to their own bodies," she explained.

Shaw/John frowned, may as well get this over with, because she did know why she swapped into Reese's body but that didn't mean she had to like it. She turned to look at Reese. "I'm jealous of you Reese," Shaw admitted darkly. "I won't repeat this again so listen up: you get to be a damn cop and I'm stuck as a salesgirl for a department store. I hate how lucky you are that you got to still carry a damn gun and shoot people!" she admitted roughly. "I know I shouldn't take it out on you since you had no control over what cover identity you were given but still I am jealous," Shaw/John announced, pouting.

John/Joss nodded. "It's not all that easy being a cop, Shaw. There are rules that I have to follow and a boss that enforces those rules." John murmured with a quiet look Joss/Fusco's way. "And now I have a new understanding as to what it means to be a cop and I admire Fusco and Joss for being able to put up with it."

Joss/Fusco looked at John/Joss waiting for him to continue and realized he wasn't going to reveal what was bothering him with her yet, so she may as well go next. She looked at Fusco/Shaw. "I'm jealous," she admitted as she swallowed hard, avoiding everyone else's gazes. "John goes to you first instead of me; he leans on you for support and I don't understand why," she said which took a lot to speak aloud. "I didn't mean to be cold to you Fusco, you are my friend. I just wished for the connection that John and I had before he had to become a cop to still be there, and it seemed to me that you were developing a bond together and I was jealous of it."

Fusco/Shaw shook his head. "I never thought you were cold. I just thought you were struggling with everything on your plate, you know with wrangling wonder-boy in and running the entire precinct too. And as far as Mr. Fabulous….you can have him! He drags me along on things I don't want to know about or do! But I got a feeling the big guy here is avoiding you because of idiotic intentions; you mean a lot to him. Am I right, wonder-boy?" Fusco/Shaw said making Shaw's voice unusually soft, with a firm look John/Joss's way.

Shaw/John looked around the room. "So that leaves Reese to share all," she stated and then all eyes turned to John/Joss but before he could speak beams of light ebbed out of Fusco's, Shaw's, and John's bodies leaving John to watch as they jerked back and fall onto the ground once more.

"Everyone alright?!" John/Joss demanded worried. "Carter, where are you?" he demanded.

Shaw blinked as she sat up and laughed. "I'm back in my body!" Shaw announced with glee as she grabbed her boobs happily. "Man, I missed my tits! I'd never trade my tits for a dick ever!" she muttered happily rubbing them.

Fusco sat up. "I'm back in mine too. Damn, Carter's right I need to lay off the donuts." he said morosely. "That's about the only thing I miss about Shaw's body," he said as he got to his feet slowly.

Joss sat in John's body. "This sucks! I change just to move to another body." she complained. She glared at John. "This is your fault." Joss/John stated.

"My fault, why?" John/Joss asked.

"Because you didn't say anything!" Joss/John accused.

"I didn't have a chance too," John/Joss pointed out.

"Carter, maybe you got some more truth bombs you need to share but this time with Mr. Fabulous," Fusco murmured.

Joss/John refused to acknowledge that statement as she got to her feet. Joss looked down at her body and smiled. Shaw was right, it was fun being kind of tall without the need of heels. She eyed his slim body and held his hands out. Damn it, even his hands were hot!

Shaw and Fusco eyed them both and rolled their eyes. "Well since this is going to take to the end of time I'm searching for a way out. I told my truth so I should be allowed out of this hell hole!"Shaw announced. Waiting for Reese to tell Carter what everyone already knew was going to take an eternity!

"Me too!" Fusco griped as he followed Shaw towards the front entryway. "I think the big guy would prefer to stay in Carter forever than reveal his feelings for her." he muttered and noted the decidedly wicked look on Shaw's face. "No, I didn't mean it like that. Get your mind out of the gutter, Shaw, because if we don't find a way out of here we are going to be stuck here with them!" But as they approached where the front door was supposed to be, it was still MIA.

"God damn it! We can't leave until those two admit to what's going on between them." Shaw complained. "We'll have to help Captain America spit it out because I'm hungry!" Shaw stated with a dark look as she glared at the wall as if willing a door to appear.

"Let's split them up and get them to tell us, maybe once they practice it will be easier to say to each other's faces." Fusco suggested.

"Fuck! I can't believe I'm stuck in this crazy ass hotel until Reese admits he loves Carter," Shaw snapped as she swiveled on her heels to turn and stormed back to where Reese and Carter were quietly looking at one another. "Carter you're with me," Shaw stated grabbing Joss/John's arm.

"Looks like it's you and me wonder-boy," Fusco said with a smirk as he approached Carter's body.

"What?—what do you want?" John/Joss asked.

"You're going to practice saying what you need to tell Carter with me," Fusco explained with a firm grab of John/Joss's arm and tugged him towards the banquet room that was just off the lobby area as he watched Shaw tugging Carter/Reese into the women's room.

Joss/John glared at Shaw as she pushed her into the women's room. "What the hell?" Joss/John demanded with hands on her, or rather John's, hips.

"Look, if you two can't spit it out we'll never get out of here. So Fusco and I decided you two are practicing with us and then going to spew it to each other, so we can leave. I have a sucky life playing Miss Cover Girl to get back to," Shaw said impatiently.

"You don't say. I have one too you know. My son is probably worried," she huffed as she turned to look at John's body in the mirror. She sighed. John was so good looking. The urge to slide a hand down and just cop one feel was nearly too great. John did touch her breasts, her mind reasoned. Shaw smirked at the blush residing on Reese's face.

"You're debating on whether or not to fondle Reese aren't you?" Shaw said.

She turned and glared. "No I wasn't!" Joss/John said, indignant; but Shaw just stared at her knowingly. Joss/John ducked her head. "Alright, maybe I was, how did you know?"

"You're blushing," Shaw commented.

Joss/John blinked in surprise and looked at the mirror and sure enough John's face was a pretty red hue on his cheeks. "Oh my god, he blushes!" she said with a grin as she touched his face. "He's so cute." she muttered under her breath.

Shaw rolled her eyes. "Alright, lay it on me. What do you want to tell Reese?" Shaw asked slowly. "I have a pretty good idea what it is but lay it on me anyway."

Joss/John turned and shook her head at the wolfish grin on Shaw's face. "It's not what you think."

"Oh, so you don't want John to go down on you and bang you to next week?" Shaw said with a smarmy grin.

"I do," she admitted, feeling odd getting so personal with a friend. She never told anyone how much she thought about John but if she wanted to get out of this hotel then she had to get personal and that was tough. "I think about being with John a lot, but that most likely is not why I'm stuck in his body. I'm upset with him."

"Why? Is this more about being jealous of Fusco's newfound partnership with him?"

"It's rather the fact that he's pulling away from me again after everything we went through. And I'm mad at him for it," Joss/John admitted with a helpless shrug. They went through a lot and it hurt to think she was back to square one with him.

"So tell him," Shaw griped.

Joss/John glared at Shaw. "I was going too until you rudely interrupted and yanked me in here." Joss complained before looking at the mirror. But maybe she was glad Shaw did because now she knew John blushed. And she could not dispel the urge as she reached one of his long arms down and cupped him through his pants before slowly tracing the generous length of his cock. "Wow." she muttered more to herself.

"Figured Reese was carrying around quite the loaded weapon since he hasn't gotten laid in a long while but didn't realize it was an assault rifle instead of a handgun," Shaw agreed with a wolfish smirk.

Joss snorted at the analogy. Only Shaw would use guns to explain the length of a penis.

Shaw turned and led her out of the bathroom and Joss/John reluctantly removed her hand as she turned and followed Shaw out of the bathroom determined to see this through and finally learn what John has been hiding from her for a while now.