Disclaimer: I don't own them, so don't sue.
Rating: dunno really, mostly PG-13
Distribution: Land of Denial, Angelscharmedslayer, if you have any of my stories just take it, anybody else just tell me where it goes
Spoilers: the whole B/A-thing, but especially the relationships B/R and A/D - no don't shout yet. The story is truly B/A, but just ... with a little twist.
Summary: A well known witch is causing Angel and Buffy to switch bodies in the worst of any possible situations.
Timeline: After the beginning of Season 5 / 2; Buffy and Riley are still together and Darla is visiting Angel in his dreams.
Feedback: Oh yes, please!!!!
Dedication: This goes to Sara-Lee, who sent out a challenge. I only took the body switching part and then this idea came out.
AN: This is NOT a serious fic. Not quite a silly one either. Something in the middle. I've never tried to do something like that before, so be aware!
AN 2: Just pretend for this story that Willow and Tara had a fight and the red-head is angry
AN 3: Just pretend further, that Darla came back as a vampire, not as a human

Of course she wasn't completely over Oz. Why on earth couldn't Tara understand that it didn't mean she didn't love her as well?

Understand, understand, understand ... the word repeated again and again in her head. And suddenly it hit her. Jumping up from her bed she began frantically searching through her spellbooks. Finally her face lit up. "Got it," she shouted and began to set up a for a cantation.

****

Angel was tired and wary. The fight with this particular demon had been long and exhausting and Cordelia's comments about her ruined Italian shoes hadn't helped to improve his mood. He was looking forward to go to his bed, to sink into these weird, but incredible erotic dreams, to escape reality and his longing for a girl he would never be able to have again. With a sigh he removed his clothes and slid under the sheets.

****

Buffy removed the dust from her clothes and looked towards the bushes, smiling when she saw her boyfriend coming towards her.

"That was the fourth for tonight," he stated and helped her by patting the dirt from her back.

"Yeah," she smiled at him. "Do you think four is enough?," she winked suggestively.

Getting her message he grinned, "I think so, come on, let's go." Taking her hand he pulled her towards his room.

****

"I call the spirits of truth and insight," Willow chanted over burning candles and smelling herbs. "Let the soulmates see the others world. Spirits, let them have the insight! Now!!" A wind blew out the candles and the red-head giggled.

****

Darla chuckled when she let herself into Angel's room at the Hyperion Hotel. The nights were getting better and better, her favourite childe responded to her administrations exactly the way she'd expected him to do so. Smiling at his sleeping form in the bed she opened the first two buttons of her blouse and joined him.

Straddling his hips she let out a sigh. Over hundred years she'd been deprived of his body and for her this was fulfillment. Slowly her hands roamed over his chest and she smiled when a moan escaped his mouth. She bent forward and planted a kiss on his adams apple, when suddenly his eyes flew open and he stared at her. First in shock, then in disbelief but soon in anger. With vampire speed he sat up in his bed and shouted, "What the hell do you think you're doing here?"

****

Riley sighed and slipped his hands under his girlfriend's shirt, slowly tracing a path up her spine. She giggled in response and began to play with his belt, while their tongues were dueling heavily. He was about to open the clasp of her bra when she suddenly froze and closed her mouth almost biting his tongue in the process.

Her eyes were wide and she was staring at him as if she'd never seen him before, then a cry of outrage escaped her mouth and she jumped away from him, "What do you think you're doing here?," she shouted.

****

Rupert Giles muttered several curses while he was stepping down the stairs in his apartment. His eyes half-closed he opened the door where someone had been knocking frantically. "Yes," he hissed and had to blink when she saw Willow standing in front of him. Her hair was tousled and panic radiated from her eyes.

"Good God, what happened," he asked and pulled her inside. "Are you hurt?"

"Hurt?," her voice was unnaturally high, "No. No, I'm not hurt. B-but," she stuttered.

"Willow, tell me," he grabbed her shoulders and shook her slightly.

"Giles, you remember when I did the spell and Buffy was engaged to Spike?," she asked cautiously.

His eyes narrowed, "Yes, why?"

She bit her lower lip and a nervous laugh escaped her mouth, "Because I think I've done something equally stupid."

In reaction Giles only closed his eyes and sighed.

****

"Angel," Darla murmured seductively and captivated his gaze with hers.

Angel? What the hell is going on here, Buffy thought. The bitch was supposed to be dead. And where am I? The last she remembered were Riley's hands on her back. Her eyes moved around the unfamiliar room. What the heck? She shook her head in confusion, then again looked at the blonde chick sitting on the bed. "You should be dead," she hissed and froze.

What had happened to her voice. Why did it sound like ... Angel's? Oh God! Staring down she inspected her ... oh no, not mine ... hands, then slowly the whole body that was harbouring her soul. She was in a strange room with Darla only some feet away from her on the bed and obviously in Angel's body. Images of Faith flickered through her head, but the brunette slayer was behind bars, safely put away. And then she knew.

"Willow, I'm going to kill you," she shouted.

****

"Buffy? What's the matter? Did I hurt you?," Riley's concerned voice reached Angel's ears, while he stood up and slowly approached the slayer.

Angel blinked. Why was the ex-commando suddenly towering over him? And where was he? And had he just really felt the other man's hands on him. To say it in Cordelia's words. Ewwww. Where had Darla disappeared all of a sudden. But then he was awake now and Darla was only in his dreams.

Again Riley's voice sounded in the room, "Buffy?" And then his hand was on the vampire's arm. Without thinking Angel's hand shot out and the ex-commando flew through the room, hitting the opposite wall with a loud thump.

"Don't touch me," he shouted and froze. Why was his voice so high? Oh no! He remembered Wesley telling him about Faith and Buffy switching bodies. No, that was not happening. Spinning around he moved towards the mirror and stared into the face of his beloved.

****

"What exactly was the spell meant to do?" Giles asked the desperate girl sitting on his sofa.

"Oh Giles, I feel horrible," she almost whined. "I was so angry with Tara and then ... and then ... I did an insight-spell, meant for soulmates. But I forgot Tara wasn't my soulmate. I mean, I really should have known." She sighed and gave him an apologetic glance.

"Then what is the problem? She isn't your soulmate, so the spell didn't work."

"But it did," she cried. "Giles the spell worked. I could feel the magic, the energy. So I'm sure it worked." Suddenly her voice was like that of a little child and she ducked her head as if expecting a blow when she continued, "Thinking about it, I could only think of two soulmates around here. Or rather not. Well, what I mean is the one is here and the other ..."

"... in L.A.," he finished her sentence with a sigh. "Oh Willow," he shook his head, "you better find a way to reverse the spell. And fast."

****

Suddenly Buffy became angry. What was Darla, dead or not, doing in Angel's room? She had no business to be here. Angel was her soulmate. Wait a second, where did that thought come from? She had Riley now and ... her eyes fell on the older woman again and almost uncontrollable jealousy filled her whole being. But then another thought came to her mind and she began to smile, "Hello Darla," she said with a sweet voice.

The vampiress smiled back, "Angelus! I've waited for this," she motioned to the bed. "I know you thought I was just a dream, but now I'm glad my secret is out."

"I see," Buffy nodded, feeling awkward to move in Angel's big body. The legs were so long, the hands so big and it was odd not feel ones heart beating.

She moved closer to the bed, her eyes scanning the room for a pointy, wooden object. This chick wanted Angel, well now she would meet his soulmate. And this time it would be final. Nobody touched her mate! Shocked by her own thoughts she froze for a moment, desperately trying to imagine Riley's smiling face. She failed miserably. The thought of Angel with another woman left no room for anything else. Jealousy consumed her whole being.

Smiling again she kneeled on the bed, her eyes on Angel's nightstand where she'd finally spotted what she was looking for. "Darla," her voice sounded like velvet, when she closed her arms around the vampiress who sighed in response and encircled what she thought was her childe's neck.

Then with a swift movement Buffy grabbed the stake laying there and staked Darla through the back. A smile played on her lips when she brushed the dust from the sheets.

****

"Buffy," Riley struggled to get up and groaned in pain. "What is the matter with you?"

Angel wanted to growl in his chest but was suddenly aware he couldn't do it in Buffy's body. It was true, he was really in his love's body. Then his eyes fell on the man standing at the opposite wall and a wicked thought entered his mind. This man was touching what was his. This was a damned situation, but why shouldn't he use it to his advantage as long as it lasted. "Riley," Angel sighed and struggled to keep a straight face. "I really can't stand you touching me any longer."

It wasn't a lie, Angel thought. The memory of the ex-commando's hands almost made him gag.

"What?" Riley's stared at what he thought was his girlfriend incredulously. "I ... I don't understand. Buffy," he advanced her again, but before he could touch her this time her fist came flying in his face and again he landed at the wall. The crack he'd heard was a definite sign that his nose was broken.

'Yes', Angel wanted to shout, but knew that he had to keep up appearances to reach his aim. "I thought my words were clear. Go away, I don't want to see you again."

Riley got up and nodded, "Yes, perfectly clear," he replied holding his bleeding nose. Then he bolted from the room. Only when he reached the outside of the building he realised that it had been his own room where he had been running from.

Angel took a deep breath when he felt dizzy all of a sudden and then everything went black.

****

"Done," Willow said with a sigh.

"You're sure?" Giles asked.

"Absolutely," she assured him with a nod. "It worked."

"Maybe we should try to call Buffy," the watcher suggested.

****

When Buffy woke up again she had to blink and then shook her head. But she instantly knew where she was. It was Riley's room. But where was her boyfriend? Then she remembered, she'd been in L.A., in Angel's body and there had been Darla and now she was back. Quickly glancing down she saw that her hands were in fact her hands. Grabbing her purse from Riley's nightstand she headed for her own room.

****

The first thing Angel saw were the remains of vampire-dust on his bed. Then the image of beating Riley in Buffy's body flashed through his mind and a wicked grin spread across his face. Surprisingly he felt no guilt for what he'd done. Buffy! Her name shot in his head like a bolt. When he had been in Buffy's body then she ... jumping from his bed, he ran towards his office.

****

"Yes, Willow, I'm fine," Buffy assured her concerned friend on the other end of the line. "Well, it was quite an experience. But," she suddenly grinned, "I got to kill a vampire ... no ... tell Giles I'm fine. No, I'm not angry with you ... no, really not ... actually I wanted to thank you. See you soon."

She hung up and her head fell back on the pillow. Of course it had been Willow's spell causing her and Angel to switch bodies. She shook her head and laughed when the phone rang again. Without thinking she knew who would be at the other end. "Hi Angel," she said taking up the receiver.

"Buffy," came his voice through the line. "Are you okay?"

"Fine," she told him and sighed. "That was quite an ..."

"... experience," he finished her sentence and they both chuckled. "There ... uhm ... is something I have to tell you."

"Funny you're saying this, I have some news too," she replied.

"I hit Riley," he blurted out. "When I came to me he had his hands on me ... on you ... well, you know," he stopped and coughed.

"I see," her voice was calm. "And?"

"Well, I told him to leave and that I ... you ... didn't want to see him again. I think I broke his nose," he said trying to sound as if he'd regret it.

Chuckling, she said, "Don't fool me, Angel. You enjoyed it." Leaving him no possibility to reply she went on, "But I have to tell you something as well. I met Darla."

Silence on the other end before he asked, "Darla? I thought she was only ..."

"... a dream, I know," she said. "She told me. Angel I ... uhm ... kinda staked her."

"Ah," he replied remembering the traces of dust on his bed. "Well, she was, after all, a vampire, and you are the slayer."

"That's true," she grinned. "So. You kinda ... dumped ... my boyfriend."

"Buffy...,"

"No," she interrupted him. "But as you deprived me of him, do you have any idea how to replace him?"

She heard a chuckle, "Did I ever tell you that I will become human one day?" he asked and grinned when he heard the shriek at the other end.

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