Hands off

"Would you please stop doing this?" Selece growled when she saw Jim touching her breasts for the third time.

"I can't help it, I always wanted to do this." He touched it again and promptly his hand was slapped away from them.

"If you love being a woman so much, I can always undergo a sex change surgery in this body." She pointed to herself and Jim made an outraged face.

"Okay, I'm stopping."

"Thanks. Now, what were you saying McCoy?" Baby blue eyes turned to Leonard's direction and the doctor blinked a couple of times before find his voice again and open his mouth to answer.

"You do realize that this is too weird for my taste." Bones complained.

"Weird? For you? What about us?" Selece pointed to herself and then to Jim.

To make the story short, this conversation was a result for another away mission that went wrong. Pretty wrong. The kind of wrong that ended with Jim trapped in Selece's body and vice versa. Apparently it wasn't a good idea to discuss point of views so heatedly in front of a new specie that believes that good lessons should be learned by first hand. And this mean that after some hocus pocus that rendered Selece and Jim unconscious, Spock's order to beam them up and a trip to the sickbay only to wake up and find out that they weren't who they were suppose to be.

"Well, you two..." McCoy ran the tricoder over their body. "are very healthy for two people in the wrong body."

"Thanks for the obvious. What I want to know if I'll have my body back. I know woman would kill to be in my position, but I'm not that thrilled about this situation. And Jim, if your hands go to my breasts one more time..." Jim laughed and dropped his hands, with the sound that he was making being too soft for what they were normally used to hear. "You seem pretty calm for someone trapped in a woman's body."

"Well, I'm only following the flow."

"Following the flow? Aren't you a little bit worried about this?"

"Well, the Sancers witches said that everything would solve by itself. So I presume that the spell or will wear off sometime or when the lesson is learned. It's cliche."

"I'm so happy to know that." But her face was anything but happy.

"Well..." Jim jumped out of the biobed. "If there is nothing wrong with us..." Leonard gave him a look. "besides the obvious, I think I'm going."

"Going? Where?" Selece asked with one raised eyebrow.

"To my cabin. I'm still covered by dust from that planet and my skin is itching for a good shower."

"No smart ass. You're going to my cabin."

"What?" Jim gaped at his friend.

"I know McCoy will report to Spock what happened, but I'm correct to assume that you don't want anyone beside him to know our currently predicament. So, you'll be acting like me and go to my quarters and I'll go to yours."

"I don't see what problem will be if the crew knew the true."

"Problem? How about the Starfleet knowing about this?"

"I trust my crew."

"Okay, but I don't trust you."

"Excuse me?" Jim screeched, what Selece thought wasn't very becoming to her, or at least her body.

"You are like a horny teenager and I don't trust you to not jump your little lover while you are me. Because I really don't want to get my body back to find out that I'm expecting half-breeds from a Vulcan."

"You can get impregnate?" Jim gave her a strange look, one that Selece didn't like very much. "I thought that your genetic wouldn't allow reproduction."

"Of course it allows reproduction, the selected mothers for us were from the warrior class too. But that is not the point."

"I know what the point is. How about this, I'll keep this from the crew, except the Science Department, we could use their brains to help us solve this problem, and you let me go to my cabin."

"How about this, it'll be pretty strange for the crew to see the Captain sleeping in a simple Security Officer quarters while this same officer is sleeping in the Captain's."

"I could say I lost a bet."

"What about my roommate?" Jim made a face when she reminded him that.

"Okay, I'll go to your quarters, you go to mine and I so hope this thing pass fast or I'll fire my lady's cannons on that damn planet without any mercy. Good?"

"Good." Selece agreed and saw when Jim, in her body, started to leave the sick bay. "And hands off of my breasts!" She said to him when the Captain went through the doors, leaving behind as an answer to her warning a laugh that was Jim's trademark.