Sebastian blinked in confusion as he pulled open the front door of Phantomhive Manor. "Mr. Spears?" Of course the shock melted almost as quickly as it had appeared. "Goodness, but this is a surprise." In Grell's defense, it was the charming smile he gave that did her in. She was doing so well up to that point, and he was just so very lovely. She rushed forward and pulled him into a tight if awkward embrace; if Sebastian's eyes went any wider they might have popped out of his skull.

"Oh, Sebastian Darling! It is so good to see you again."

"Er, Mister Spears?" He stammered, trying so hard to keep his butler persona in check. She had to admire his determination to stay in character.

She finally released him and gave him space to breathe. "It's Grell. I know I don't look it, but it really is me, darling." She summoned forth her deathscythe in a flash that made the poor demon go a shade paler.

"Indeed. Well then, I'm sure this is an entertaining tale."

Sebastian took her jacket and walked her into the parlor where Ciel was reading over the latest paper with a cup of tea at his side. If it was up to Sebastian alone, getting assistance would be easy; but Ciel was going to be quite the obstacle. She spent the next ten minutes catching the Earl up to speed on their situation while Sebastian fetched them tea and cakes. She did fudge a few of the details on Will's mishap with the demon. She didn't want to show him in a poor light, even if his fighting prowess wasn't nearly as good as her own. He wouldn't care about Ciel knowing about it, but he would be mortified to hear that Sebastian had found out.

"So let me get this straight," Ciel said after taking a sip of his tea. "A demon was able to switch your body with Spears'?"

"Yes, I know it sounds crazy, but it's true! Now we have this curse on us and we can't get free of it." She batted her eyes in Sebastian's direction, "I was hoping Sebastian Darling would be able to help us." She was hoping her flirting would win him over, but doing it in William's body only made the demon arch his eyebrows.

"Sebastian, could a demon do such a thing to shinigami?" He gave a wry smile, "I was under the assumption that they were a bit more hardy than that."

"Hmm, it is possible. There are some Djinn that are known to have that power. However, if the perpetrator could shift souls between bodies, I don't see why he or she wouldn't just devour them instead of changing bodies. It seems a rather childish thing to do."

Grell rolled her eyes. "Eat our souls? Any demon would be in for a bad surprise if they tried to drink a shinigami's soul. Our energy is simply too powerful for your kind to digest."

Sebastian sneered at him. The expression looked terribly unflattering on him; she didn't even know that was possible. "I have a hard time believing that there is any soul that my kind can't digest, as you so crudely put it."

"Oh Darling, as adorable as you are when your ego peeks out, you really should keep it under wraps more."

"That's enough of that," Ciel said with a side-long glare at Sebastian. "If we do decide to assist you, I have a request to make in return."

"Oh?" That took her off guard. She had been expecting some kind of payment to be needed, but she hadn't expected Ciel to already have something in mind. That was never a good sign.

"There have been a series of murders across London in the past few weeks. There seems to be no pattern to them, and the newly formed Scotland Yard believes it to be a serial killer. However her Majesty thinks otherwise and has asked me to investigate." He nodded to Grell, "Your kind have access to records of such things, do you not? You could determine who killed these people without us having to track down the killer ourselves."

Grell sighed and folded her arms. "You want me to use our records to track down some killer? That's entirely against the rules though, Ciel. I'm only Second in Command and I know that."

Ciel flashed a wide smile. "In Spear's body, you do seem to be in the proper position to assist, don't you think? Help us track down this killer and Sebastian and I will do what we can to get you and Spears back into your proper forms."

She ran a hand through her hair, thoroughly ruining William's typical, perfect look. She was used to her own tousled hair, not William's short, perfectly shaped locks. It was no wonder he didn't like it when she put her fingers through it when she visited him in his office on those late nights. Oh, how she missed curling up with him and feeling his strong hands clasping hold of her. She clutched at her sides, disturbingly aware of just how out of place she felt in his body. "Alright, I'll help. But you better promise me that you'll find a way to get us back in our bodies after this is all done!"

"Understood." Ciel said. "Sebastian, fetch Sutcliffe the list."

Sebastian pulled it out of his inner jacket pocket as though he had planned all day for his young Master to call upon it. She did appreciate the little sleight-of-hand details that Sebastian used; most humans would never suspect he just created it. He passed her the list and Grell pushed up her glasses as she read over them.

"These names look awfully familiar…" She pulled out the scroll of names that Will had in his breast pocket and compared them. "They look exactly the same!"

"Sebastian? Double check them."

He stepped forward with his dashingly handsome smile. Grell happily handed them over, appreciating the cute way Sebastian's hair hung in his face as he put them down on a side table to compare them.

"They are identical, young Master."

"Oh dear, that won't do any good." Grell sighed, "Those are all the souls that have gone missing. That's what got us in this mess to begin with. Will's been trying to find out who is responsible."

Ciel took another sip of his tea, staring out the window at the garden for a moment. "Do you have any other records on the disappearances?"

"I might. I'd have to check Will's office."

"And how long will that take?"

"Oh, just a moment, let me check." She turned and cut through the air with her deathscythe, revealing William's pristine office on the other side. She peeled back the edges of this reality back like the peel of a banana, and stepped through. William's office was quite organized, like he always kept it. She started riffling through the folders in an organizer on his desk.

"What- what did you do?" The panic in Ciel's voice made her look up.

Both Ciel and Sebastian staring through the portal at her with wide, fearful eyes. She gave a nervous laugh, "Oh, sorry, Ceil. I just cut a portal back up here. I thought that would be the quickest way to do it. I always forget that humans and demons freak out about such things." She held a green file folder into the air. "Found it!"

She stepped through the hole again, hiding her amusement as Sebastian physically dragged his young master back two or three steps. He wasn't taking any chances. She cut her deathscythe in a backwards pattern and the rip in space disappeared as though it had never existed.

"Here you are. A map of all the disappearances. And here are the details on what we knew about the victims."

Sebastian took the files but stared down at Ciel with concern. "Are you alright, young master?"

"Yes, yes, I'm fine." He said despite the fact that his fingers were trembling at his sides. "Just examine the information, will you?" He sat back down at his chair, taking deep breaths to steady his nerves.

Sebastian too seemed anxious, though Grell had assumed that a demon of his skill would have seen a trick like that before. If he was as anxious about it as Ciel though, he was good at hiding it. Sebastian studied the map for a moment. "Ah, there is a pattern, young master."

"There is?" Grell asked.

"Excellent," Ciel said urging him on. "Let's hear it."

Sebastian laid the map down on the desk nearest Ciel, so that Grell had to huddle close to see it. "The dots are the locations of their bodies, it seems. There are thirteen in total."

"That's an ominous number," Ciel muttered.

"Indeed, likely used to instill fear. It's a rather dull, overused number though, and certainly not used by most self-respecting demons. It seems like a rather childish act." He put his finger down in the center of all the disappearances. "This place is equidistant from all locations. If connected, these places would make a thirteen point star with this building at its center."

"Where is that?" Ciel asked.

"I believe that is the manor of the Viscount of Druitt."