Chapter 5

I woke up, my head laying on a warm chest. Last I remembered, my shoulder had gone numb and there was a pain in my upper back. Now, there was no pain.

I lifted my head, and opened my eyes. The room was lit, though the blinds were pulled closed. I looked at the person in bed with me.

Then I closed my eyes, shook my head and took another look. That wasn't Stephanie. That was...me.

I wasn't one for supernatural junk. I don't believe to jinx's, curses, voodoo, aliens, magic potions, and time travel. Most people say I'm level-headed. But this. A dream.

"Babe, wake up." I said, though not in my voice.

I watched as my head moved. "Give me five more minutes."

"No babe, now. Please?"

My head lifted, and my eyes opened. "Holy Shit!"

My body jumped out of bed, leaving me cold on the top of the bed sheet. "Ranger!" I exclaimed.

"Please tell me this is a dream. I has to be." I began to pace. Or, Stephanie began to pace in my body.

"Let's see. I went to bed as me. I got stung by a scorpion, then went to bed WITH you. Then I wake up AS you." I said, sitting up and wrapping myself up. Stephanie's body wasn't as warm as mine.

"That's about it." Stephanie sat on the edge of the bed and watched me.

"I don't want to be you." We both said at the same time.

"I don't want to be you." Stephanie repeated, then continued. "You're scary. You shoot people. Your best friend is named Tank."

"I really don't want to be you either." I said. "You don't shoot people. Your have too much hair."

"Hey, I have as much hair as you do!"

"But it's Italian hair. Unmanageable."

"Yeah, well, your balls itch."

Our first fight in each other's bodies. Cute. I opened my mouth to complain about the blowing up cars situation, when the door swung open. "Morning Boss. Morning Bombshell." Tank strode in, carrying a cup of coffee and a bagel.

"Hi, Tank." Stephanie said, then sidestepped into the bathroom.

"There's coffee downstairs. Warm." Tank said to me. Only he didn't say it to me. He said it to Stephanie, who was taking a pee in my body.

My life was already screwed up enough. Did I need this?