[Bodyswitch 3.2]

[not_the_chav]

Lee was used to waking up early. Ever since starting the ITF, his body had trained itself to be up around dawn again, almost as early as back on Galactica and Pegasus, when 0500 briefings were normal. So when he found himself stirring early, it was nothing unusual. He sat up and stretched, blinking a few times to focus his vision

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[themistermaster]

The Master was something of a light sleeper in this body - and didn't sleep much more than he had to anyway; it was far too human a pastime. As it was, he was already half awake, and it only took Martha's words to wake him up fully.

He opened his eyes and was about to make an acidic remark when he realised that Martha didn't tend to wake up swearing; "frak" wasn't a common word on twenty-first century Earth; and she certainly ought to know better than to call him Sam. Which meant something odd was going on.

So instead of answering, he simply stared up at her with a perplexed look and said, 'What?'

[not_the_chav]

Lee was quick to practically jump out of bed after that, on his feet in an instant. Not that he didn't like Sam as a person, but sleeping with him was another matter entirely.

"What the hell am I doing here?" He demanded.

[themistermaster]

Oh, no. She couldn't have lost her memory. Not after all the time he'd taken to manipulate her; that just wouldn't have been fair.

Although there were plenty of other Island oddities which could explain it. 'You live here,' he said slowly, sitting up in the bed. 'Or, at least, Martha does. Exactly what is going on?'

[not_the_chav]

Martha. He'd called him Martha.

Lee looked down at his hands, eyes wide. This had to be a dream. He was frakking dreaming. Of course, Lee had heard about people switching bodies; he'd been around long enough to see it. But ending up in Martha's body of all places?

This had to be a dream.

Lee pinched his...or rather, her cheek with a feminine hand.

It hurt.