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The alarm was blaring in Janes ear forcing her wake up, last night was a blur and to make things worse she had no idea where she was or what was holding on to her.

She looked to her right only to fine the arm holding her belonged to...

"...Spy?" Jane noticed something off about her voice, it was high pitched (or at least higher pitched to what her voice was normally), soft, and dare she say cute, she was about to question why she sounded the way she did but that was before Spy opened up his eyes, he gave a small smile, he wasn't wearing his mask, so Jane could see his jet-black (with a single white strip) hair and handsome features.

"Good morning, Mon Cher." he sat up reveling the scars on his chest he had got during his transition and his thin torso, put his hand on her cheek, and puckered his lips together at the same time he came closer to her face and prepared for a kiss.

he didn't get one however, all he got was Jane saying, "Where are we?" to his face, Jane was still trying to adjust to her new voice.

Spy pulled back, he wasn't mad just confused, "Darling, we are in my home, or should I say our home." he give a light laugh, which made Jane stare blankly at him.

"Does that mean we're in France?" Jane recoiled in disgust at the last word.

Spy gave a slightly confused look "Do you not remember that I moved here last year?"

"I don't remember anything from yesterday." Jane said, after a moment Spy's face had a sense of calm grow on it.

"You will, why don't we start our routines for the day." Spy got up from there bed showing that he was only wearing underwear, but that was better than him wearing nothing, Jane knew for a fact that she wouldn't want anyone to see her naked.

Jane got herself out of bed and into the bathroom, she rubbed her eyes and started to stare at herself or at least she hoped that woman was herself, her hair was longer than it usually was, a brighter shade of blond, and was starting to curl, she never grew it long enough to tell whether or not it was curly, however it was nice to see.

Her skin was soft, she had the same reddish brown that it usually was with the same freckles she always had, but the main change was her body.

She was thin not scrawny but thin, people could still tell she worked out but in a way that wouldn't draw attention to herself.

She could just stare at herself for hours this was ...new to say the least, "Darling, are you alright?" Spy popped into the room.

"What did you do to me?" Jane couldn't keep her eyes off the mirror. "I didn't do anything Jane, but you can keep being beautiful if you stay with me."

Something made Jane snap out of her trance. "What do you mean by that?"

Jane looked back at Spy, he was glitching, Jane looked down, the floor was gone, and Jane stared to fall.

Jane opened her eyes ones again; she was lying on her bed with Spy sitting on the side, "Jane, your awake?"

Jane's mind was still trying to process everything "What happened?"

"It was Merasmus, came for one of his 'give me money for the mafia or I will curse you' escapades, it started with you becoming hypnotized and ended with Merasmus being thrown into a portal, he said that he would show you a world you would never want to wake up from." Jane looked away from Spy the moment he said Merasmus, she should have never let being cursed happen to her especially concentering the curse coming from her old roommate who never did the dishes.

"What did you dream about?" Spy asked out of the blue.

Jane looked at him "I.. um I was Beautiful."

"But you already are?" Spy said trying to play up his charm.

"Do you really mean that?" light blush appeared on her face.

"You're a work of art, don't forget Jane." Spy came closer to her and at that moment she no longer cared about just her, the two of them would stay together no matter what magic bullshit Merasmus would throw their way.

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Jane felt she was twice as big compared to Spy, he was so handsome and elegant and Jane was so... the opposite of that, she had no idea why he would go for her, Jane looked back at him, he was sound asleep with a small smile on his face.

She got up early and went to look at herself, her body was the same as it always was although her chest was slightly bigger do to the estrogen that medic had given her, she had told everyone about her..well being a her, everyone was accepting which caused her to find out that the 8 other mercs had transitioned into men, but she still felt out of place.

She couldn't look at herself any longer her face made her feel uncomfortable in her own skin, she came out of the bathroom to find Spy waking up, he had stayed in Janes room for the night he had not taken off his mask or his suit before accidentally falling asleep.

Jane took a deep breath before saying "Why do you love me?" It was blunt, however being blunt came with Janes personality.

"What do you mean?" Spy was half awake and was not prepared for anyone to talk with him for at least half an hour.

"I've been disgusted with myself after that dumbass wizard made me see the woman I should have been." Jane felt she was going to skink into her bed, she thought her father was right, she should have never told Spy about what she was going through.

Even though she was wrong about all of that.

"The woman you should have been is right in front of me." He put his hand on Jane's chin, her body was stiff as a bord.

"But you didn't see my dream, you didn't see what I could be." Spy looked at her with a hint of sadness in his eyes which quickly was lost and in it's place was a growing sense of love.

"Nothing Merasmus could have imagined would have been more wonderful than the work of art I am seeing now, you body must have been crafted from the finest materials, It tells me a story that I can't wait to read."

Jane felt a soft blush on her face "Spy, that coming from you means everything to me, you make me feel.. emotions, but not in a bad way, your..your.. an amazing American."

"Do you want to feel more emotional than you already are?" Spy spoke as he was feeling confident.

"Yes!" Jane said feeling more comfortable and content with herself more than ever before.