Switched

~Three~

"It looks like a used book-shop," Mark said the following afternoon as they stood outside Travis' bookstore.

"Because it is a used book shop," Ian replied, opening the door to said book shop.

The girl from yesterday nodded at him. "He's in the office, go right in."

Ian thanked her and did just that, Mark and Kasey followed. The door was open just a crack, so he didn't knock.

"Ian," Travis said and then looked at Mark and Kasey. He held out his hand to her. "You must be Kasey."

She nodded, smiling. Probably because Travis had known that she was in the wrong body right away. "Yeah. Thank you for seeing us on such a short notice."

"Mark," Mark said, offering his hand to Travis as well.

Travis shook it. "Please sit. I heard some of the story from Ian yesterday, but I would like you to walk me through your part, Kasey."

"Can you help us?" Kasey asked.

"I will try," Travis answered honestly.

Ian didn't know if he liked that honesty or not, but it was probably better than false hope and promises.

"Okay," Kasey said.

"So please tell me as much as you can remember," he encouraged her.

She nodded and started telling the story from her end. Ian had heard it already more than once as they had been searching for clues, so he tuned it out more or less and looked around the office. There were a lot of books, old and new, and boxes: wood and metal. No glass jars with dead animals or body parts in vicious looking liquids. It really didn't look like anything Ian had imagined, except that it had this feeling to it, like a Voodoo-movie, but then again, Travis didn't look like his idea of a witch-doctor either. Except maybe for the dark smooth skin.

"And you can't think of anyone who would want to do this to you?" Travis asked and Ian could feel his eyes on him, so he tuned in again.

He shook his head, so did Kasey and Mark.

"We don't even know anyone who dabbles in this kind of stuff, not even Tarot, you know?" Kasey said.

Travis nodded. "This didn't happen by mistake or divine intervention," he replied.

"Someone did this to us," Mark stated.

"Yes, maybe this was not their intention, but yes, someone did this to you. You said you're in an up and coming band?" Travis continued to question them. Ian had no idea where this was leading and he was getting impatient. He wanted to get to the part where Travis took out his cauldron or wand or whatever and said the words to get him his body back. He didn't hate Kasey's body, but that was probably the problem. He was getting used to it and he could see that she was getting used to it too and that was just not an option.

"Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?" Mark asked.

"Maybe it was a fan, or maybe it was someone close to you," Travis said. "Just covering my bases, the more I know the better I can help."

"So, you can help?" Mark asked.

"Yes, I can, I just need to figure out which of the three spells that could make this happen had been used on you."

"So there are standard antidotes for this kind of thing?" Kasey asked.

Travis smiled. He had a nice smile. Calming, Ian thought. He also had pretty eyes, light brown with a hint of gold. Unusual for sure. "There is nothing standard about switching bodies with someone, Kasey."