Transference Abduction

"Yes..."

Okay, well that narrows it down - there were two in that area and it says, "UFO's OVER THE HOOD CANAL". Not very helpful.

"That is not helpful, correct. Can you access the Emma?"

Access? Yeah, I'm pretty sure she would talk to me.

"When will you access the Emma?"

I can call her now.

Monday, June 20th, 11:32 AM - My apartment...

"Emma?"

"Hey John, how are you feeling? I was going to call you later."

"Yeah, hey, ah... I'm good, thank you for asking," I replied hurriedly.

"Something up," she asked sounding concerned.

"Oh boy, long story I'd be happy to tell you about over lunch, but I need a big favor," I held my breath waiting for her reply.

"Sure, what can I do for you," she asked with a tinge of worry in her voice.

"You remember that party we were at; I think it was at Leslie's or maybe Kara's?"

"I don't remember a party at Kara's. Must have been Leslie's, I vaguely recall that party, why?"

"Yeah, okay cool. Ah, you remember you were telling us a story about UFO's and that the FAA publishes a daily email about sightings, right?"

"That's correct; it's more of an FYI email though. We've got resources to find out more about anything reported. I'm a little worried about why you're asking."

"Is there any chance you can look to see if there was a report the night we were camping," I asked cringing.

There was a long pause, "Seriously? You wanna know about any UFO sightings around where we went camping?"

"Yeah...," I held my breath.

"May I ask why?"

"A favor for someone Emma, they checked a couple sites searching Google, but there's a lack of detail. I was hoping whatever reporting the FAA has might have approximate coordinates or something more than 'Boo! UFO over Kent'," I chuckled nervously after getting all that out.

"You know this stuff is mostly crap, right?"

"I know. Look, lunch on me for your troubles. Can you help?"

She said she would and I could buy her lunch at Red Robin in Tukwila at noon. Her shift had just ended and she had planned to go home, but lunch on me and getting my story had made her curious.

Monday, June 20th, 11:36 AM - My apartment...

"If she has coordinates of my object, this will help," Kizantz said right after I hung up.

So, on that day something landed on our planet in that area you found me and you are looking for it?

"Yes, that is correct."

Why are you looking for it?

"On this planet you would describe what I seek as a child, children a single of this form."

You lost your kid?

"If that is a child, yes."

Crap... Hey, I'm sorry to hear that. Do they have the same ability as you, like to get into a human body?

"Yes this ability is valid with a child of my kind."

Do you think your child is now in a host now?

"That is unclear, but they could be within a host and not make it known to the host," Kizantz said in his monotone manner I was getting used to.

Why bother then? Seems like you're enjoying fucking with me and most kids would be all for screwing with someone.

"It is difficult to initiate contact and a delicate thing. A child might enter a host to learn or explore. I am curious about Emma. Your thoughts of Emma are confusing. You desire to be with her?"

No, not be with her. She's a friend. Stop poking around my mind damn it.

"I see, you wish to be her. This is your desire?"

I'm not having this conversation with you!

Monday, June 20th, 12:06 PM - Red Robin, Tukwila...

I, we, were in the lobby as Emma walked in the restaurant. She smiled, but then froze unexpectedly. She had a confused look on her face as if something wasn't right.

"Go to Emma John..."

Why, what's wrong?

"The child has sensed my presence in you, I must join with Emma."

What! Here? Now! How are you going to do that?

"Touch Emma John!" It was the first time there was any inflection in Kizantz' voice.

I did as I was asked. I grabbed Emma's wrist casually, "Hey Em."

I felt as if my feet were sliding beneath me and pain so severe I clinched my teeth and shut my eyes tightly, all while trying to maintain my balance while holding onto Emma's wrist.

When I tried to open my eyes I could feel a stabbing pain in my wrist...

"John, you must pull your body outside..."

Huh? I focused and could see myself standing in front of myself. What I was seeing wasn't what I was feeling. I could see my body holding Emma's wrist, but what I was feeling was Emma's wrist being held. Wait, how is it I'm looking at myself and feeling like my wrist being - OH FUCK!

"The child is now in your body John," Kizantz stated.

Am I, I'm in Emma now? This can't be! How?!

"The child knew I was coming and joined at the same moment," he didn't get to finish that thought.

"What the fuck John!" I heard my voice and saw the lips on my face moving, my face was contorted and full of fear.

"Outside Emma, I can explain," the voice I'd just spoke with was hers and there was a queasy feeling building in my, her gut.

Kizantz! What the hell!

"John, I must leave you here to retrieve the child. Pull Emma's wrist from the grasp of John now," he commanded.

I did as I was told.

"What is happening to me John?"

"Come outside, I can explain what's going on Emma." I watched my body following me as I controlled Emma's.

Kizantz? What is happening?

*silence*

Kizantz? Fuck me!

Monday, June 20th, 12:09 PM - Red Robin, Tukwila...

My body and Emma's, which I now was inside of, made our way to Emma's car and got in it. Kizantz had not spoken to me since he'd instructed me to pull my, Emma's, wrist away from my bodies grasp. No, no, no, this can't be good.

I looked at myself, "Emma, I know you're probably freaking the fuck out, I am too, but the alien said he would not harm us."

I watched my face wince, which was really strange, since I was obviously NOT in my own body and NOT looking in a mirror. My eyes were shut and I could see my head begin to bob, chin touching my chest lazily, and then I watched in horror as my body slumped forward into the dashboard.

"Fuck! Emma," I grabbed my body and eased it back in the seat. I watched as my eyes began to flutter and huff out shallow breathes quickly, "Relax, relax, you're alright, I can explain Em."

My body pushed Emma's hands away and leaned back against the door just staring at me, "John?"

"I know, don't freak out. We've swapped bodies. It's temporary."

She wasn't listening, "Don't freak out! Are you kidding me?! What the hell is going on," I heard my body barking that question at me in full on panicked mode.

"Listen, the alien..."

"No! This can't be happening! There's...," she stopped speaking and looked around as if someone was talking to her.

Kizantz! "That's the alien Emma," I tried to assure her soothingly.

My eyes looked to be refocused on me. "I'm going," my voice began saying and I watched it struggle to get the car door open before puking outside of the car.

I rubbed my bodies back, marveling at the feeling I was getting using Emma's hand to do that. "Easy, they are not going to hurt us," I watched my body puke yet again. "It's alright," I said handing a few napkins from Emma's cars center counsel to my body. This was a freaking mind bender!

When my face was cleaned up I could see it looking back at me, frozen as if it were listening to something. Then my body nodded and in barely above a whisper said, "He has the child."

"That's good," I began, "How is he going to..."

"No," my voice began to say.

"No," I asked.

There was a long period of silence and I just watched my body as it appeared to be processing something. "One rotation," Emma said.

"Yeah, he said it was 1.3 rotations ago that he took over my..."

Emma interrupted me, "No, he cannot fix this shit for one rotation. He said something about holding the child limits his ability to control the host and there can't be two 'sparks' in a single host," she stopped speaking as if listening to something.

It was fascinating to watch my body while I was inside of Emma's. I wondered if I really make all those faces when worried or deep in thought or afraid. I was feeling quite calm with my consciousness laying over the top of Emma's mind. I needed to focus though, "Okay, but he can fix this, right?"

She shook her head, "Not alone, the child held onto my 'spark' or something to do with consciousness... Wait," I watched as my face looked to be trying to understand something, "The 'spark' he says is the embodiment of our subconscious and some kind of hook into memories. It can be 'ported'? I..." Another pause and a worried look, "He said he can only access one at a time and will need help from a Tingetz to help get us back in our own bodies. He would bring my 'spark' back to mine, while at the same time Tingetz would port yours back to your body. All this would happen simultaneously."

"Is that the 'one rotation' thing? He can get us back to our bodies in a day?"

My head nodded back at me. There was a concerned look now, "He's going to leave,"

"What?! Like now! He's leaving us like this!?"

More silence from my body sitting across from me that stretched for easily three minutes. I watched my face, now belaying no emotions or sharing what Kizantz was telling Emma who now possessed my body. Finally there was a deep breath exhaled, "He needs us to go," a pause, "I suggested a spot down in Auburn, by the golf course. There are a couple parks, lots of trees for cover. Can you drive us," Emma asked.

"Yeah, I guess. Okay, but then what? Some ship is going to appear? What's going to happen," I asked.

"He says his transport will be 'present'. That's all he's saying."

"Alright, then what? He comes back in a day with a Tinge thing and fixes this?"

There was yet more silence from my body sitting there staring into the abyss. I was getting used to this one sided conversation, though not liking that much. I kind of wish Kizantz was in Emma's body with me, rather than with her 'spark' in mine. I had to trust Emma to coordinate the reverse swap of our minds back into our own bodies. What choice did I have?

"Tingetz is his, is a relative or something like that. I don't understand fully, but yes he can fix this in a day."

I started her car and we were off to Auburn for the exit of Kizantz and his kid. Emma and I would be stuck in the others body for a day. What could possibly go wrong with that arrangement?!

Monday, June 20th, 12:52 PM - Isaac Evans Park, Auburn...

The drive to Auburn was mostly done in silence, likely because we were both processing our current predicament. It was strange not being in my body, but seeing it sitting less than two feet from me in the passenger's seat was even stranger. I could feel every sensation, thought provoking possibility while in Emma's body as if it were connected to my mind, which it was I guess - at least partially.

Augh! This crap was too confusing and I'm sure from Emma's prospective it was maybe worse. She didn't ask for this, hell neither did I, but we were coping. I'd had a bit longer to process being abducted by an alien than she did. Of course she picked up on thinking and not needing to speak aloud to communicate with Kizantz quicker than I did. Maybe there was some curiosity on her part about this situation, being in my body?

At some point I'm sure this would all be a crazy story / experience we shared. It might even bring us closer together? Or, she would blame me and never want to see me again once we were back in our own bodies. One day, one rotation, and we'd be back to our normal lives. We could wait that long. I trusted Kizantz to not harm us and fix this.

At the park I watched my body exit the vehicle without saying a word and begin walking towards a sandy bank along the Green River near some trees. I followed a few feet behind and watched myself sit. I sat Emma's body next to mine. "What happens now," I asked.

Silence...

"Emma?"

"He's explaining that I'm about to experience a great deal of pain. Wait a second..."

I watched the concern look on my face grown to a scowl.

"This is not going to be fun John," my face said back to me.

I took my hand in Emma's, "I'm so sorry, I'll be right here..."

"Yeah, well this better work."

"One rotation, we'll be back in our own bodies and our lives will move on," I said trying to stay positive.

"Okay, it's about to happen."

I watched as my body lie down on the sandy shore, take a slow deep breath, and take a final look at me before closing its eyes. There was a moment of calm on my bodies face, but it was replaced an instant later by a look of intense pain. I watched it convulse, stiffen, and I struggled with Emma's body to keep my convulsing body from rolling over, but failed.

When my body went limp it was face down in the sand and I panicked trying to get it turned over and sand out of the eye sockets area, nose and mouth.

"Emma, Emma?" Nothing, but she was breathing, my body was breathing. I shook the body, "Em, you in there?"

One of my bodies hands moved and I watched as a panicked look took over my bodies face. It rolled away from me and dry heaved twice before coughing uncontrollably for a few seconds.

"You okay?"

"Hurts..."

I could see she was trying to control the panic, slow the breathing my body was doing, "I'm so sorry, Emma. I think they are gone though. There was a tiny light, like a firefly or something that jetted away in a flash."

It took nearly five minutes before she spoke, "You saw them leaving?" She began to wipe more sand from my bodies face.

"Yeah, pretty sure. He hasn't said anything to you right?"

"No. Last thing he said was he was going and then I felt nothing but pain. I'm in here alone now I think."

"And now we just need to wait until tomorrow?"

"Yes, but we're meeting up at Tiger Mountain at this time with Tingetz to make the transfer back."

"Did he say anything more? Like what his kid was doing," I asked.

"No, just that the 'child' had went off to explore without authorization. I didn't even know it was inside of me, but I felt it jumping from my body to yours and then when Kizantz jumped in here to get it, I felt that for sure."

Emma was taking being in my body better than I thought, especially given the pain from when the aliens left it. I wondered if I would remember how that felt once I was back in my own body. "I was a bit scared when he jumped back into my body and left me in yours," I said genuinely confused by this process.

"I don't get this 'spark' stuff, but he said he couldn't have both of our sparks in one host," she said sounding a bit confused.

"I don't get ANY of this stuff Em... Aliens! Like real extraterrestrial beings just screwed with our bodies! I'm in you, you're in me - that's really, really crazy!"

I watched my body pondering something and almost thought maybe Kizantz was still in there having a conversation, but Emma eventually said, "I have got to go to the bathroom, I'm not looking forward to that."

I couldn't help but smile, "Well, just whip the hose out and have at it." I was chuckling, but stopped quickly when the look on my face said it wasn't amused by what I'd just said. "Okay, look at it this way, you won't have to sit."

"I'm not enjoying any of this John and I want my damn body back!"

Monday, June 20th, 2:44 PM - My apartment...

We had to return to Red Robin to pick up my car and Emma, in my body, did get to 'whip it out' and piss in the men's restroom before we left the park. She didn't like any of that experience and I got an earful about it on the drive to get my car. I wondered if she thought I was endowed or not, probably not and I didn't bother asking for fear of the answer.

As we drove back to Red Robin I could see she was deep in thought, "What are you thinking?"

I could see my head turn to look over at me, "I'm thinking I can't take this jumping back and forth between looking at my body and thinking I'm looking in a mirror, but I'm NOT in my body and you are not a mirror. I think I'm just going to resign myself to being you, John, and stop thinking about you being in my body and speaking to me while I'm in your body..."

I told her that probably made sense in the short term and I had the same struggles. When I started to complain about this whole experience screwing with whatever 'spark' or consciousness I had inside of her body she barked, "Just drop it 'Emma'..."

She'd called me Emma and that felt oddly comforting.

We decided to crash at my place, John's place, after we picked up my car, John's car. At John's apartment I parked in a guest slot, while he parked in his numbered carport. I swung my legs out of Emma's car and was about to stand, when I reached over and grabbed my purse. It was an instinctual motion, like my 'spark' was just along for the ride and deeper Emma memories or patterns of behavior were guiding this foreign presence in her body to do, act as she would normally.

When I joined John and thought I would have to lead him to the apartment unit, but he seemed to navigate to it like he knew where it was. Emma had never been in my apartment before - was this yet another blending of our 'spark' with the bodies we now inhabited?

I was thankful I'd left the place in a decent state, at least considering I'd been a bachelor for most of my adult life. I watched John look around, appear to get his bearings, and retrieve a couple glasses of water. I hadn't asked, but he knew I would want water. Was that a residual thing Emma knew that she'd want water for her body while she was in my body? Augh...

We talked a bit about the camping trip and Emma explained that she thought the 'child' had entered her body while we were out hiking after setting up camp Saturday. She'd thought she'd been bitten by a horse fly and told me to look at my arm. I did and there was a dime sized dome, likely the entry point of Kizantz kid. It was near her elbow.

I told my story about passing out Sunday morning. She already knew about the pissing of myself, could she sense my embarrassment while in my body? I thanked her for keeping that quiet, her help getting my clothes changed, and packing me up. She waved it off as no big deal. I told her the entry point for Kizantz was at the base of my neck, at the hair line. She confirmed it was still there and held up my hand to show me a bump in the palm - I rolled a wrist towards her indicating it was how Kizantz and the kid went back and forth between us.

She informed Kizantz about the UFO sightings, there were two reported sightings for the area we were camping. The first was pinpointed by NORAD after a U2 spy plane flying over Washington tagged the sighting at 4:19 PM over the Olympics Saturday. The second was a satellite ping over the same general area at 3:41 AM Sunday morning. Both had been noticed by civilians and were the reason for the reporting I had found online before the body swap. Figures the populous wouldn't have access to better data.

The conversation drifted to tomorrow afternoon and how we were to meet Kizantz at the Poo Poo Point hang gliding area up on Tiger Mountain. There was plenty of area to be invisible to the hang gliders or hikers should we need to be hidden. It was also a different area - so if detected by anyone or the government at least the aliens didn't appear to be concentrating in the same areas. Emma seemed to take comfort in having all these ducks in a row.

I on the other hand was beginning to enjoy how it felt to be in Emma's body. The way her dress swayed when her body moved, the weight of her breasts, even the sensation of touching...

"What?"

I jumped, startled by John's voice. "Nothing..."

"I know that look, it's not 'nothing'," Emma challenged from my body.