Turbulence

by

Julie O

  

Part One

  

I walked into my house breathless and feeling like I was floating two feet off the ground. I actually checked to make sure that I wasn't. Well, since I began Iona I have learned almost anything is possible!

The kitchen light was still on and I could smell tea brewing. I was pleased to see Aunt Kayla was still up. I walked out to the garden and sat down next to her. She had a pot of tea ready and she poured me a mug.

I took the mug from her. "Thanks for staying up."

Aunt Kayla smiled, "I knew you'd want to talk."

I nodded. "True! I had a really great time."

Aunt Kayla smiled and sat back as I talked about my date.

"I know it's just a first date and I should take it slowly, but it felt so good," I gushed. I took a sip from my mug. The tea was excellent.

"I am glad you kept it simple and that you only kissed," remarked Aunt Kayla.

"It was a struggle. My sexual urges were very high, but I was able to control them. I was lucky that Bill is a gentleman," I replied.

Aunt Kayla smiled and poured me some more tea.

"I do have a question. Do you think I am influencing people with powers or is it just a coincidence? " I asked. I then described the incidents of the past few days.

"I am not sure. You can ask the doctor when she examines you this afternoon," repiled Aunt Kayla. "If it is a power, you will have to show great restraint in its use."

I sat there absorbing her words. As usual, Aunt Kayla was right. I hadn't thought a lot about the responsibility aspect of having powers.

"So, are you going out again with Bill?" asked Aunt Kayla.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you, he invited me to go sailing on Saturday," I smiled.

"That sounds like fun," said Aunt Kayla in agreement.

I told her about my accidental blurting out of my sailing experience and how I recovered from it. I then told her about Bill's friendship with Roger and knowledge of the accident.

"Pretty stupid, huh?" I laughed.

Aunt Kayla smiled at me, "Whether it was smart or not doesn't matter now, its water under the bridge. It sounds like Bill accepts you as Iona and doesn't have the suspicions that Jenny had about you. Roger and Bill were friends, but from what you've told me not best friends. The bonds are weaker than those between you and Jenny."

I nodded. "I guess you are right. I didn't sense him trying to figure me out."

"Why don't you go to bed and I'll clean up down here," suggested Aunt Kayla, "Besides the floor will insulate the sound better."

I broke out laughing and was joined by Aunt Kayla. She was right I would need some relief before I fell asleep. I hugged Aunt Kayla and went upstairs.

I decided to skip the silver wand tonight and instead I drew a hot bath and put some scented bath soaps in the tub. I lit a few candles and slowly slipped into the tub.

The hot water felt wonderful against my skin and soon I was all the way in the tub. I thought about Bill and began to slowly stimulate my body. The pent-up arousal quickly released and I felt my nipples hardening as I gently ran circles around them with my fingertips. A contented smile appeared on my face as I continued to pleasure myself. I closed my eyes and slipped into a growing state of bliss.

I submerged one hand to begin to rub my vagina and kept the other hand busy with my nipples. I imagined what it would feel like when Bill's hands were touching me. That sent a wave of pleasure through my body that caused me to momentarily arch my back and stretch out. I heard the water sloshing around but I paid it no real attention.

I relaxed again and intensified my attention to my vagina. While I was hyper-aroused most of the time, I wasn't quick to reach orgasm. This made the final act a real joy and an unbelievable sensory pleasure. I had no comparison to a normal woman's orgasm, but mine had to be more intense due to the tattoo. I wasn't sure if it was because of my budding powers or because of my fixation with Bill, but my orgasms seemed to be getting more intense. I swear that I saw colors during the last one!

It took a bit longer without the silver wand, but I soon worked myself up to the point of orgasm. Too bad it wasn't waterproof! I felt the waves of pleasure building up and soon I was engulfed in pleasure. I felt my whole body quiver as I experienced wave after wave of joy.

When it was over it took me a few minutes to regain enough strength to get out of the tub. I then discovered that the floor was wet. Luckily it wasn't too bad and I only needed two towels to dry it up. I found humor in the fact that I was on my hands and knees, totally naked, soaking up water that had spilled out of the tub due to my massive orgasm! I wondered how Bill would react when he saw how I respond to an orgasm.

I slipped into my pjs and went immediately to bed. Any messages in my e-mail could wait until the morning.  

 

Part Two

 

I woke up feeling refreshed and very happy. Somehow the whole Keir, tattoo and revenge thing didn't seem so threatening. I dressed and then checked my e-mail before going downstairs.

Jenny was slowly working her way back across the US. She was heading to Chicago to see some of our relatives. She wrote that I had to tell her EVERYTHING about my date with Bill. I smiled and typed out a response. It was pretty cool being sisters!

There was also a message from Fiona. She wanted to reassure me that the physical would be a positive experience. I appreciated her concern.

I saved the e-mail from Bill for last. He wanted to tell me how much fun he had on our date and how much he was looking forward to Saturday. He said he would call me that evening. I couldn't wait!

I then took a quick look in Iona's original account. I went in periodically to dump mail. I also took down addresses that might be of interest to Fiona. The amount of threatening mail was slowly decreasing. I began to wonder what I should tell Bill about "my past", should we get more serious. Even though it wasn't me who had all those sexual partners, I did inherit the baggage of Iona's past. I hoped Aunt Kayla would have some good advice.

The only message that bothered me was one from a guy named Nick, who stated that he was coming to San Diego and wanted to get together with his favorite "slut". I cringed when I read this, I hated that word when I was a guy, and it was more vile to me now. I searched Iona's memories. She had "dated" Nick a few times. He was unaware of her powers and just knew her as an oversexed woman. From Iona's memories they had a pretty hot time together. Nick was into many aspects of kinky sex and Iona more than accommodated his desires, no matter how bizarre. I began to hope more and more that Iona had no control over her urges. I didn't want to think she did these things willingly.

 

I debated writing a response, but decided not to. He might take my negative response as a part of a game. I also printed out a copy of the e-mail to show Aunt Kayla. I suddenly felt personally guilty for all of Iona's sexual adventures. It was weird that I was feeling guilt for actions that I didn't do!

As expected, I found Aunt Kayla out in the garden.

"Good morning!"

She turned and smiled, "Good morning, Iona."

I sat down and poured myself a cup of tea and took a muffin off the tray on the table. I began to slowly tear it apart.

"The doctor will be here at 2:00 PM. She called this morning and is very interested in meeting you," commented Aunt Kayla.

"Do you know her?" I asked.

"Yes, we've met a few times. Her name is Amelia," added Aunt Kayla. "Amelia is an MD, but she has only been practicing magical medicine for ten years. However many people consider her to be the best. She comes from a family that has been in medicine since the Middle Ages."

"Wow! She can trace her heritage back that far?" I said in an amazed tone.

"Most of us can my dear. For people with powers it is very important to know your family history. Don't worry I'll teach you all about your glorious family history," remarked Aunt Kayla.

"I'd appreciate that. I am grateful that I am accepted into the family." I had to admit that I was excited about the prospect of learning about my new family.

Aunt Kayla smiled. "You have so much to learn, my dear."

I nodded in agreement. "So, tell me more about 'my doctor'."

"She can be very demanding and will expect you to be totally honest with her," explained Aunt Kayla.

"So, my life will be an open book?" I asked.

"Make that plural, LIVES, she will ask you about your life as Roger as well as your short life as Iona," Aunt Kayla answered with a smile..

"Oh," I said softly. I hadn't expected that, but I was OK with it anyway.

"Don't worry my dear. She has handled cases far more complex than yours."

 

I couldn't imagine something more complex than a body swap. I then showed Aunt Kayla the e-mail from Nick.

"Do you think I should just ignore it?" I asked.

"It's hard to say. If he continues to contact you let me know, but I wouldn't worry about it too much," she said truthfully.

I nodded in agreement. "There is something else, part of me desires to be with him or someone like him. The feeling scares me."

"You have proved these past weeks that you can control your urges and feelings. I know it has been a difficult battle and it may be one you will be fighting for a long time. In some ways, you are like someone fighting an addiction," explained Aunt Kayla.

"Except there isn't a magical tattoo version of AA," I said with a slight laugh.

"You are strong, Iona, stronger than you give yourself credit for. Look at the path you have chosen so far. You are starting college in the fall and you are dating a very nice man. You picked this path; you could have very easily taken the path blazed by Iona."

"I am beginning to sense more and more that she didn't like what was doing with her life," I said sadly.

"I hope you are right," said Aunt Kayla softly.

I then asked her what I should tell Bill about Iona's past, should we become more serious.

"You should be honest with him. If he really loves you then he will understand. I think you have a long way to go until you have to worry about that," she suggested.

I had plenty to think about as I waited for my examination.

 

Part Three

 

I took a shower prior to my examination. I had a lot on my mind. I tried to access more of Iona's feelings. I had avoided doing this, as I looked at that as the mental version of looking in someone's medicine cabinet. But I needed to know what she was really thinking when she switched bodies with me. I guess part of me was afraid that I would become as sexually driven as she had been.

I selected a simple outfit to wear. Since part of the exam would involve the tattoos I selected clothes that would come off easily. I had on a bra, panties, a green cotton skirt and white sleeveless t-shirt. Of course I was wearing sandals.

I looked at my image in the mirror and smiled. I liked how I looked. I brushed my hair back and then used a scrunchie to told it in a ponytail. Normally I kept my hair flowing free, but today I figured the ponytail would be more practical. Having long hair has been one of the hardest things to get used to, since I became Iona. I never had long hair as Roger and to suddenly have a very full and long head of hair has been hard to get used to. It took me several weeks to master the proper way to make a towel turban! I also cannot stand hair blowing in my face. I'd cut it short, but it looks so damm good long!

I headed downstairs and waited out in the garden for Amelia to arrive. Aunt Kayla was with a patient and she said she would join us later. I knew she wanted to be there as the tattoo was examined.

I amused myself by playing with Tully. Her favorite toy was a feather that was attached to a flexible plastic stick by a long piece of nylon cord. I swear she could play with it all day. Tully was having a grand time stalking and attacking the feather. I noticed Bran slide into the garden. Bran tried very hard to ignore the feather but eventually gave in and I had two cats playing like kittens with a big yellow feather. Our fun was interrupted by the sound the doorbell.

"Sorry girls. We'll play more later," I apologized.

 

Tully sat there looking at me with a sad look on her face. Bran left like she had an appointment somewhere else in the house.

I answered the door and saw a beautiful woman standing on our porch. She looked like she was in her early 30's and had short auburn hair. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a white blouse and she was carrying a laptop computer and a large leather case.

"Are you, Iona?" she asked.

She had a pleasant smile on her face and I instantly liked and trusted her.

"Yes, I am. You must be Amelia," I answered. "Or should I call you Doctor?"

"Amelia is fine," she said as she entered the house.

"Aunt Kayla is with a patient," I explained.

"That's fine. Is there a place we can talk? I need to ask you a lot of questions before we start the examination," she asked.

I led her to the garden and asked if she wanted anything to drink. We both ended up with glasses of water.

The first part of the exam was pretty normal. Fiona had sent her Iona's health records, so many of the questions focused on Roger's health. She then asked me about my injuries in the accident.

"Kayla provided me with the information on the spells she used to heal you," she stated.

"Is that important?" I asked.

She didn't seem to mind my questions and she answered each one in a very patient manner.

"Magic does have a residual effect on the body. Too many spells or the wrong combination can have severe consequences," she explained

I sat there absorbing her words. "I am learning something new everyday."

We then talked about my budding powers. She asked a lot of questions and made a lot of notes. This went for over an hour. In some ways I was a bit disappointed that it was all so "normal". I guess I was expecting something more mystical.

 

She looked over her notes and then consulted her laptop computer. I then noticed that Aunt Kayla was sitting behind me. I never even heard her come out to the garden. She smiled at me and then got up and joined us properly.

"I didn't want to interrupt the interview," remarked Aunt Kayla

"How long were you there?" I asked. The cats could learn a think about being quiet from Aunt Kayla.

"She arrived shortly after I started with the interview Iona," added Amelia with a smile.

Amelia consulted her computer for a few more minutes before looking up at us. "Well, I must say that I am impressed with I've seen so far. I will learn more when we do the physical portion of the exam. Iona, you are developing some very interesting powers. With training you have the potential to become very powerful. Just remember that your powers may take years to fully develop."

"Really?" I said. Ugh! That sounded really stupid.

She smiled, "First off, you are developing a very strong sense of perception. Its not as if you can read people's mind, rather you will be able to sense their intentions and feelings. However it isn't uncommon for people with this power to be become telepathic. I checked with the first Iona's medical record and she had developed quite strong powers in this area."

"So that's why I can tell when someone is lying to me," I added. I then remember how Iona was able to "talk" to me on the jet.

Amelia nodded. "Yes, that is true, but soon you should be able to sense much more than that. Next you also will be able to make people express their true thoughts and ideas."

I was a bit confused by this. "You mean I can make them do what I want?"

"No, not exactly. You will be able to make them tell the truth or to say things that they were only thinking. Think back to the incident with, - what was his name? Oh yes, Chad." said Amelia, consulting her notes.

I looked at Aunt Kayla. "Is this similar to how you made the drunk driver make that mass confession?"

"Yes, it is. It is a very strong power and should be used very carefully," replied Aunt Kayla.

"So, I inherited this from Iona too?" I asked.

Amelia checked her records and shock her head no. Aunt Kayla looked surprised.

"This is amazing. Normally subjects in body swaps gain some of the original person's powers, but it is rare for them to develop new ones, especially one so powerful," exclaimed Amelia. "Are you sure your family doesn't have any mystical powers?"

I shook my head. "None that I was aware of."

Aunt Kayla interrupted and told Amelia about Jenny and how she was able to detect that I was really Roger.

"Hmmm, she sounds very interesting. Do you think she would be willing to be examined?" Amelia asked me.

"I can ask her," I answered. I was confused by all this, what did it matter?

"We are finding many people out there who are totally unaware of their true heritage. There is a strong possibility that your family has some magical roots," added Aunt Kayla.

Amelia was going through her notes, "Iona you said that your grandmother on your mother's side of the family was adopted. Do you know anything else about this?"

"She was abandoned at an orphanage when she was less than a year old," I answered "She was adopted less than 6 months later."

"Does she know anything about her birth family? Was there a note or anything?" asked Amelia

I shook my head no. "I remember her saying that she was wrapped in a shawl. The pattern was a Scottish tartan. But it was lost before the pattern was ever identified. She didn't like to talk about it much. In fact, she only told the complete story once, that was the last time I saw her before she died."

"I will contact our research department. They may find some more information. It could be very important to you Iona. This is making more sense. You may have much stronger powers than I originally though," remarked Amelia

This possibility was incredible and all very exciting.

"Why haven't I felt anything before? I mean back when I was Roger I never felt any powers. If I had, I would have been a better poker player," I quipped.

They both laughed

"You were the wrong gender then my dear. Powers in most males are recessive in nature. Only when the male child receives special training do his powers come out," explained Aunt Kayla, "They can stay recessive in the female too, if they are unaware of their true heritage."

Amelia finished entering data into the computer and looked at me. "OK, Iona, we need to do the physical portion of the exam. Additionally, I will do a through examination of your tattoo. Why don't we use your bedroom?"

I nodded and we walked upstairs. My mind was swimming with ideas and thoughts. I wondered how Jenny would react to all of this? Knowing her, she would like the idea a lot.

We entered my room and Aunt Kayla closed the door behind us.

"Iona, I will need you to strip down. You can keep a robe on for now, but the exam will be done with you in the nude." said Amelia in a soothing tone. "Please remove everything, including your earrings."

I nodded and stripped down. I slipped on my bathrobe and stood there watching Amelia set up for the exam.

 

Amelia unpacked the case. First she spread what looked like a white silk sheet over my bed. The sheet looked like it was liquid. Next she set up several candles and crystals on my nightstand. As she lit the candles, Aunt Kayla closed the blinds and curtains.

She then poured a liquid into a glass. It looked like cranberry juice. She then handed the glass to me.

"This will help you relax," she explained

Without a word, I sipped it and discovered that it tasted a bit like cranberry juice. I quickly drank it all and immediately felt a sense of calm sweep through my body.

"It is vital that you are relaxed during this entire process. If you fight your feelings or hold back it will make my job more difficult," commented Amelia.

I didn't feel sleepy, just very calm and relaxed.

"How do you feel?" asked Amelia.

"Very good thank you," I replied.

"Now, I need you to take off the robe and lay on your back on the bed," directed Amelia.

I obeyed her command and took off the robe. The sheet felt cool as I lay upon it.

"Iona, I will be in physical contact with your body and I will be asking you questions as I touch you. Do not be embarrassed by your answers," explained Amelia.

"OK,"I answered. The sheet felt like it was wet, but it wasn't. I could also smell spices. I figured it was from the candles.

I felt her hands on my feet. "I am going to start with your legs and slowly move up. I am looking for tattoos, marks, scars and anything else that make have magical significance."

I saw that Amelia was wearing a pair of goggles, "What are those for?" I asked.

"They allow me to see any UV tattoos," she replied.

"What sort of dye do they use in UV tattoos?" I asked.

"It's is a natural plant dye. Many plants use colors in that are more visible in UV range of light specific. They do this to attract specific insects or birds to help them pollinate. I'll show you some websites about it when we get done if you are interested."

"But the dye isn't visible to the human eye, unless it's exposed to UV light." I added, remembering something I saw on The Discovery Channel.

"Correct," she smiled, "So far I don't see any more marks. Now I am going to move up your torso, I will go back to the tattoo in a few minutes."

I help her hands slide across every inch of my body. When she reached my breasts I felt her hands feel all around them. My nipples hardened as she touched them.

"Sorry," I apologized. I could feel myself starting to blush.

"No need to apologize. It happens to women who aren't affected by a spell. Your nipples are hypersensitive. Are they always so sensitive?" asked Amelia.

"Yes, sometimes even more sensitive. If I don't …. well….pleasure myself regularly, they get very sensitive," I explained

"I see. So how often do you have to pleasure yourself, in order to stay in control?" she asked.

I smiled, "Almost every day. I am sometimes go two days in a row."

"I see. Are you using a vibrator?" she asked.

"Often," I answered with a laugh.

Amelia chuckled. She them examined both of my arms and hands. She help up each arm and looked all around and in between each finger.

"Sometimes tattoos are hidden in between fingers, also under the arm and on the back of the arm," Amelia commented. "But, you are clean."

She went to ask me if I had any rashes, cramps, pains etc. I answered no to all of her questions. Next she examined my face and eyes. She paid special attention to my hair. She slipped off my scrunchie and ran her fingers through it.

I felt a slight tingle as she ran a crystal along the top of my head. It felt like static electricity

"I just felt something like a tingling," I remarked. I then described the feeling for her.

"Really? That's good. That is an indication that you may be developing some very interesting skills. The crystal detects brain activity. A tingling indicates above average mental capability."

 

She then asked me to roll over on my stomach. I felt her hands cover every inch of my body as she worked her way down from my head to the small of my back. I felt her touch my tattoo on my back and I felt a strong sensation. It was almost like static electricity. I jumped slightly, more out of shock than pain.

"Interesting. This tattoo is excellent work, definitely a first rate job. So does it feel different for friends of Iona than for people Roger knew?" asked Amelia.

"I don't know. I haven't had the opportunity to use it with Iona's friends," I said truthfully.

"I want you to let me know what happens as soon as you have a reaction," she explained. "You should find it reacts differently, depending on how you like the person."

"OK," I answered, "So, it can serve to protect me?"

"Yes, that may be why Iona got it the first place," added Aunt Kayla.

After she reached my toes she had flip over again. This time she removed the goggles and placed a UV light over my tattoo.

"This will take some time Iona. I need to study every part of this very carefully," said Amelia.

"I understand," I answered.

For almost an hour Amelia and Aunt Kayla inspected every part of the tattoo. They talked between themselves and looked up things in a book and on the Internet. I tried to follow what they were saying but they quickly lost me. I was also concentrating on controlling myself. Their touch, so close to my vagina was slowly driving me wild. I felt a bit embarrassed as I began to get wet, but neither Aunt Kayla nor Amelia said a word about it.

I stayed awake so I could let them know if I got any reaction from the various crystals Amelia rubbed against it. Most did nothing but suddenly I felt a sharp pain as touched it with a clear crystal. It felt like a burn and it caused me to shout out in pain. Amelia quickly pulled it away and the pain immediately left.

"Sorry, Iona. Are you OK?" asked Amelia.

I caught my breath. "Yes I am now. What caused that?" I asked. I then described the pain.

"I was afraid of this. I have some bad news Iona. It is impossible to remove the tattoo or even alter it," said Amelia sadly.

"Why?" I asked.

"The person who put this tattoo on Iona used a technique to tie it directly into your central nervous system. I seriously doubt if Iona would have agreed to a tattoo like this. It would have been very painful to get," explained Amelia.

"Look at this!" exclaimed Aunt Kayla, who was holding up a book to Amelia.

"You're right Kayla. This was a tailored spell," agreed Amelia. "I was afraid of this."

"What she means Iona is the tattoo was designed specifically to match the magic of Iona. You are feeling less than half the amount of sensations she was feeling," said Aunt Kayla to me. "Your inherited enough of Iona's powers so that the tattoo has some power over you. But since you are not identical to the original Iona, it isn't as strong."

"It still will protect you from disease and unwanted pregnancy. I agreed with Kayla, you are most likely feeling half the power of the original Iona," added Amelia

"So why did I feel so much more aroused when I when first switched bodies?" I asked.

"Iona may have used an arousal spell to keep you under her initial control," noted Aunt Kayla.

"You can get up Iona." Amelia stated..

I did, and Aunt Kayla handed me my robe.

"So, Iona would have been totally controlled by the spell?" I asked.

"Yes. It would have focused her thought only on being sexually satisfied. It must have been horrible for her. There is also a self protection spell incorporated in the tattoo, that would have prevented her from doing harm to herself," explained Amelia. "That was an old trick used to prevent the girls from killing themselves."

"So, she was stuck?" I said sadly..

"Yes. As long as she was in this body," said Amelia, pointing to me.

I suddenly knew what had happened in the accident. It was all very clear and so sad.

"Oh my God! Iona didn't switch back after the accident, because she couldn't stand it anymore. Even death was preferable to the life she was living," I exclaimed. It was all so clear! I was suddenly filled with rage at Keir and complete sympathy for Iona. I also felt deep guilt. I was so wrong about her! I began to cry. Aunt Kayla held me tight and I felt her tears against me. This changed everything about Iona.

Amelia immediately called Fiona with the findings of the exam. It was great to know that I was developing powers but I was more interested in getting the bastard who did this to Iona. They talked for a while and then Aunt Kayla talked to Fiona.

Amelia reassured me that the spells associated with the tattoo would not get stronger as I developed my own powers, as they were designed specifically for Iona. However, I would have to live with the higher sexual urges for now.

I finally had a chance to speak to Fiona.

"I want to help you nail this bastard," I said firmly, "I'll do whatever you want me to do!"

"I know that Iona and I appreciate it. I promise you that we will catch him. He'll now face murder charges," replied Fiona. I could sense her controlled rage at Keir.

"How are you holding up personally?" I asked Fiona.

"Much better. At least I know that Iona was under a spell and was not responsible for her actions," she answered, "I only wished that I had suspected a spell."

"From what Amelia has told me, there would have been nothing you could have done," I said, in an attempt to comfort her.

"I know," she said softly. I could hear the sadness in her voice.

"I love you!" I replied.

"Thank you Iona, I love you too!" she answered..

I handed the phone back to Amelia, who talked Fiona for a few more minutes.

"Don't feel so bad Iona, I am also feeling some guilt over what I thought about Iona," remarked Aunt Kayla. "I am so angry that this man was so cruel and heartless to do this to an innocent person, just to hurt someone else."

I looked at Aunt Kayla and I could sense the range that burning underneath her calm exterior.

"You aren't thinking of taking justice into your own hands?" I asked, although I suspected the answer

"Thinking about it, yes, but don't worry I am not a vigilante," answered Aunt Kayla. "Although if he tries to hurt you again, I might not be able to control myself."

Amelia hung up the phone and turned to me, "Iona, I need some routine medical tests and I will also have to draw some blood. It will take a few minutes then we can talk about everything."

The rest of the tests went by quickly and I was allowed to get dressed. Amelia was packing up her stuff and she said she would meet us downstairs.

Aunt Kayla and I sat out in the garden. I was pleased to she had set up a little buffet, along with a bottle wine.

"I figured everyone would be hungry. After all it took nearly six hours for the exam." Aunt Kayla explained.

"Six hours?" I stated. I had lost all track of time.

Aunt Kayla nodded. "Yes, dear. It took nearly three hours to examine the tattoo. The liquid you drank helped you relax and is the reason why you lost track of time."

"That's pretty cool." I said truthfully. I had been wrapped in the Iona/tattoo thing that I didn't even notice the sun had gone down.

Amelia came down and sat down across from me. She too seemed pleased to see food and drink.

She took a sip of the wine and smiled. "This is wonderful Kayla."

"I'll give you a bottle before you leave," replied Aunt Kayla.

"Wonderful. Now, Iona, first I want to say that you are in excellent health," remarked Amelia.

"That's good," I answered, "So what about the rest?"

"Magically you are above average, which isn't surprising considering your heritage. Some of your powers are starting to show, but there will be others. The timeframe for them is in question, but I expect you'll have all your powers in the next two years. But remember, powers are just like any other body function. For you to fully develop you'll need to study and train. A person may be born with the potential to become a great athlete, but they still need to work out and practice."

"Wow!" I exclaimed.

"I think between Kayla and Fiona, you will learn the proper techniques for focusing your powers," remarked Amelia.

"So, does that mean I'm enrolling in school?" I asked with a laugh.

"Yes, and you will have a very big summer reading list," replied Aunt Kayla.

"So, do you think that you will find out anything about my grandmother?" I asked Amelia.

"We should, our database is quite extensive," she answered.

"You know, Iona, you initial acceptance of the body swap and being stuck as Iona, may have been influenced by the reawaking of your own magical heritage," added Aunt Kayla.

"That would explain a lot," I had to admit that I was amazed how easily I had adapted to being Iona.

"As for the tattoo and your urges, I wish I could help you. I will research your problem and maybe we will be able to find something to help you," said Amelia. "But to be honest I will need to meet the artist who did it, and that seems unlikely. I am so sorry."

"It's OK," I replied. "Just as long as it doesn't get any worse."

"As Kayla said, that is unlikely, as it was tailored to match the specific magic of Iona. Whoever did this put a lot of time and effort into it. I will do everything in my power to help bring him to justice," added Amelia.

"I know," I smiled, "Thank you for everything."

I got up and hugged her.

"You're welcome Iona. I would like to become your doctor. I am moving out here and I need to start up a local client list," asked Amelia

"That's great!" I said. "I would like that a lot!"

We sat and talked a while longer. Keir's description would be sent out and hopefully someone would know where he was.

"Has anyone checked the regular police database? Someone like him may also be wanted for committing crimes," I suggested.

"Fiona's office is doing that. It takes time, but if they get a promising lead we can use them to help catch him," remarked Aunt Kayla.

"Who gets him first?" I asked.

Aunt Kayla smiled, "Depends on the crime. He will be facing murder charges in our realm now. I would like first shot at him, but we can get to him once he's in jail too."

"Good!"

We said good-bye to Amelia. She promised me that she would contact me as soon as she found out anything about my grandmother. I felt somewhat better about my situation, although I still felt a lot of guilt about the things I thought about Iona. I was helping Aunt Kayla clean up when the phone rang. It was Bill!

"Hi, Bill!" I excitedly.

"You still want to go sailing tomorrow?" he asked.

"Absolutely," I answered.

"Great. I have a favor. A friend owns the boat we are using and I was wondering if you had a friend who could join us? His name is Sean and he's really nice. We work together in the DA's office," explained Bill.

"Sure, that would be fun. Let me call you back in five minutes. I have someone in mind," I answered.

"OK, cool," said Bill and he gave me his number again.

I really didn't mind going out on a double date. I called up The Reef and asked for Karen.

"What's up?" she asked.

"Hey, I'm going sailing tomorrow and wondered if you would like to join me?" I asked.

"Sailing? Like out in the ocean? In a boat?" asked Karen, "Sorry, that's not my idea of fun, thanks anyway."

"OK, I will get someone else to be Bill's lawyer friend's date," I added.

"What time do I meet you?" said Karen with a laugh.

"I'll email you the info. See ya tomorrow, thanks again," I replied.

"I hope he's cute!" laughed Karen.

I called up Bill and told him about Karen.

"Oh yes, I remember her, she's blonde right?" asked Bill.

"Yes, that's her," I replied

"Sean loves blondes," he said and we both laughed.

Bill gave me the info about where the boat was located. He then said he would pick me up around ten. I said that I would put together a lunch. We talked for a whole hour. It was the perfect remedy for my sad mood.

Later that evening I was sitting at my computer typing out messages to Karen, Jenny, and Fiona.

I sent the directions and time to Karen and told her how to dress. I also passed on some info about her date.

Next I wrote a long letter to Jenny about my physical. I left out the part about the sex tattoo. I also didn't tell her about Amelia's beliefs that there may be a magic strain in our family. I wanted to wait until Amelia got back to me with her research. Also, I believed that sort of thing should be told in person. I could always fly back east and meet with Jenny. Although, I sensed that she would be very cool about it. I also began to think about Jenny and how perceptive she was. It would be cool if she also had magic, it would give us something to share.

Next I wrote a very long letter to Fiona. I guess in some ways I did it to make myself feel better. But I knew she must have been hurting. I had never hated anyone in my life like I hated Keir. I knew that hate was a strong emotion and that it should be avoided, but it was hard with Keir. He had caused so much pain in seeking his revenge. I hoped he would be caught soon and punished severely.

I then sent an e-mail card to Bill. It had a funny cartoon with a sailboat on it.

I then broke out the silver wand, and while I relived my urges I thought about being with Bill. Thinking about him made me feel safe and happy.

 

End of Part VI

  

  

  

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