Title: 30 Day OTP Challenge – Bering and Wells
Day/Prompt: 14 – Gender Swapped
Rating: T
Pairings: Bering and Wells
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"Snagged, bagged, and tagged." Claudia said holding the shiny canister with one hand and fist bumping with Steve with the other. "Okay, maybe not so much bagged. Crated just doesn't have the same right."

"Canada is weird." Steve replied.

I was inclined to agree. This had started with just Myka and myself but quickly everyone was in the middle of Toronto, Canada, leaving Leena in charge at the warehouse while we chased down a newly born artifact that was creating a ton of havoc. The culprit had been a prop cask that had taken on the properties of its fictional counterpart, namely the ale within it caused people to switch bodies, and once the show was done using it, they had auctioned it off to an actual bar, who used it for about a week before things started getting strange.

"Our plane leaves in the morning." Artie grumbled, brushing past me.

"We should celebrate." I offered, looking around the mostly empty bar, the exception was the owner, a short man by the name of Trick.

"Ale for everyone?" Trick offered from behind the bar, and having purged the cask, I felt comfortable to sit down and take the large mug from him.

Artie grumbled but sat down beside me, taking his own mug.

"You have sprite or something?" Pete asked sitting down. I had forgotten he didn't drink and felt bad, but he didn't seem to mind once Trick handed him a bottle of cherry coke, and a mug to pour it in.

Myka was the last to sit down, holding her mug as if it might bite.

"It's good." I promised. "You won't get ill."

She looked at me, a smirk on her face, obviously recalling the ice cream fiasco. I raised my glass to clink with hers and we all took a gulp.

I put my mug back on the bar and caught sight of my hand. Only it wasn't my hand. My eyes widened and I looked down, my pale skin and normal attire gone. In its place was a heavy brown jacket and darker skin. I spun around on the stool looking for the mirror I had caught sight of earlier, and what should have been a fabulously girly scream sounded more like a cross between a growl and a grumble of rage. I was in Arthur Neilson's body.

"Artie?" someone asked off to my side, but I couldn't tell who it was, my hearing distorted.

I turned to look and saw myself looking at who ever had spoken. My accent was being butchered by Arthur as he tried to indicate he was me, or I was him, to Steve, who wore a shocked expression and I saw Claudia staring at him. Which only left Pete and Myka, who were staring at each other in utter disbelief. We had switched bodies and apparently as if that wasn't enough, genders as well.

I sighed, which sounded like a grunt instead before everyone started shouting at everyone.

"Would you all shut up!" I heard my voice, my accent being butchered, over the chaos.

I raised an eye brow only to have to reach up and itch it quickly, Artie really needed to trim them. It was like I had set off a chain reaction acknowledging the itch, everything started to itch ferociously. "Bloody hell Arthur, how do you function?" I asked twitching around trying to reach every spot that itched from hair that my brain was so used to not existing.

"Helena, you're in my body?" He asked and I watched my already pale skin turn about two shades paler.

"Helena, what is going on?" Pete asked, who was really Myka.

"It would appear that we did not neutralize all of the artifact." I said, digging in Arthur's bag for extra neutralizer bags he had to store in damn thing.

"Thank you Captain Obvious." Myka said, which made me cringe for a second until I remember she was really Pete.

I felt strong arms wrap around my back and turned to come face to face with Pete's face.

"Oh don't you two dare!" I heard both voice and Myka's shout at once.

I felt the smirk blossom on my face as I turned around, putting my now much shorter arms around Pete's neck and leaning up to kiss him.

"Oh for the love of Christ, I never ever want to see that again." I heard Claudia say, Steve's voice making it sound so much more dignified.

When we broke apart I laughed a good hearty belly chuckle before returning for quest for extra bags. Pete's arms stayed wrapped around me, his chin resting on my shoulder as I searched and I accidently elbowed him in the face as I raised the six bags up in the air.

"You are paying for that later." Pete said as I handed his body a bag and Myka a bag.

"Try the cups." I was hazarding a guess but when the two dropped the cups in the bags to the tune of a shower of sparks I cheered a bit.

I smiled as I watched Myka's hands go to her breasts immediately before patting the rest of her body over. "Oh thank god." I heard her exhale.

"Claudia, Steven, you two next." I handed them both bags watching them drop their mugs into the bags.

A second later Claudia twirled around in her seat before fist bumping with Steve again. "Awesome abs dude. You totally need to share your secret."

I snorted with laughter before handing myself one of the last bags and counting with Arthur as we dropped our mugs in. For a moment everything was black and then I looked down, the sight of my milky white skin greeted me through the open buttons of my shirt.

Before I knew what was happening I felt two hands spin me around on the stool and I was met with an extremely forceful kiss from Myka. When we broke I sighed in contentment before curiosity won out. "What was that for?"

"As fun as it was making them kiss, I wanted your lips on mine." She whispered, her breath dancing along the hollows of my ear. "Meet me in my hotel room in ten?"

It was phrased as a question but as I watched her saunter out I knew it was a demand.

I was standing to follow her when I heard Pete spiting. "Dude, I got Artie beard in my mouth!"