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Foreword: I first began this story on a free site I created. It was a captioned story line, so the story was woefully condensed due to it being captioned. I loved the overall story line, which is the reason for in me bringing it to a greater degree of life via this format. Join with me as we see Tammy Wallace aka Cindy Williams reflect on her past year. A year of where; hers, a fake husband that she's come to love, two beautiful little girls, one having been a friend of many years, now having their lives turned upside down. I know, this already sounds a little confusing right? Posing as a typical family, our pseudo- family is literally running for thier lives, or worse. They are fleeing an evil powerful group of women known as "Harpies", Tammy's best friend's psychotic wife, and Ms. Beth. This story begins as many age regression-transgendered stories, in respect to our protagonist being magically regressed from a 32-year-old man into a 4-year-old little girl. She shares this distinction with another victim in our story, that ends up being her 7-year-old sister. The TG age regression actually plays a small part in our story, with the rest of our story being filled with intrigue, action, the strength of the human spirit to persevere in adversity, and of course loyalty of friendship. Reflections: Where to begin, my name was Tammy Wallace, now Cindy Williams. I have a sexy wonderful husband, and two beautiful daughters that's four and seven. All of us are living under assumed names thanks to Rick's psychotic ex-wife. Wait, this already is beginning to get way too confusing. I guess I need to go back prior to even Harrisburg, Pa. This whole thing started in a little town outside of Houston, Tx., that most folks have not even heard of. Rick, his brother Jake, my sister Anita, my bother Josh and I have always been friends. I guess this makes a certain degree of sense due to our parents being friends since they were young also. It just seemed that the Wallace's and Turner's made perfect friends. Growing up it was destined that a romance developed somewhere in that mix, it turned out to be Rick and myself. It didn't last long, we did a little parking and some heavy breathing, but as a couple just we just lacked the right chemistry. We parted as friends, and began dating other people. My brother and sister, along with Rick's brother were really worried when Rick began dating Denise Collins. Somewhere along the line, Denise discovered Rick's and my brief relationship which resulted in what could only be called a psychotic episode from Denise. After a lot of effort of Rick's brother and my brother and sister, they seemed to convince Denise that Rick and I were no longer a thing. I ended up marrying Martin Bolton, sadly he died in a car wreck going to work nine months after we were married. I never did re-marry. Rick and Denise's romance continued despite all of our concerns, to the point that they got married by themselves. Everything seemed to remain normal, with some of us going to college and some of us to trade school. Rick decided that his future was in electronic repair. He was pretty good at it, even got a decent job in a local repair shop. Then Denise got the letter from her Uncle Vince in Harrisburg, Pa. Instead of making a toast to all his friends and family that came to attend Rick's and Denise's first anniversary at the Flapping Duck Tavern, Rick delivered the news. "Folks, you know that Denise's Uncle Vince decided to retire. He had a little electronic shop in Harrisburg, Pa., he told Denise that he'd give the shop to me if we moved up there." There was stunned silence until my brother Josh spoke up. "Well you know dude, that it's against the rules to separate the Turners and Wallaces." Denise failed to see the statement as humor due to the way she replied. "Well if you want to pay our bills, then sure we'll pass up the chance of a lifetime." Jake not being a big fan of Denise's anyway, wasn't going to tolerate his goofy sister-in-law's rudeness." Sis, you know you really need to get a life and quit being a drama queen. Josh was just joking, lighten up chick." Rick just dropped his head because he saw the instant reddening of Denise's face. "Rick, I guess because Jake is your bother, you're going to let him talk to me like that." At an almost whisper, Rick looked at his bride of one year and said. "No dear, guys we need to head home it's getting late." Rick had gone through a lot of changes over the last year, everyone could only shake their head at yet another one of Denise's inappropriate outbursts. After the happily married couple of one year had left. Josh in trying to lighten the mood by looking over at Tammy. "Sis, maybe you and Rick should've stayed together. At least he wouldn't be with psycho chick." Anita reaching up to slap the back of her brother's head. "Shut up Josh." With everyone laughing at Anita, and the waitress coming to get the group's tab payment, everyone decided that they had more than enough celebrating for one night." A week later Josh had a tape player that seemed to have a short in it, so he decided to take it by Harper's Electronics to have Rick take a look at it. Upon Josh's entry, which caused one of those old fashion bells to jingle upon his entry. Mr. Stan Harper smiling upon seeing who it was that came in. "Josh good to see you, what can I do for you !?" With a confused look on Josh's face. "Where's Rick?" "He put in his notice in almost a week ago, didn't he tell you?" "What the heck, there isn't too many electronic repair shops around here!?" "He said he was getting ready to move to Pennsylvania." Josh saying to himself more than to Mr. Harper. "She actually talked him into it!" Josh stormed out Mr. Harper's shop with Mr. Harper calling after him. "Josh, Josh, I didn't mean to upset you." Mr. Harper returned back to his work bench much sooner than Josh did in reaching Rick and Denise's house where he saw a moving truck parked in front. "Rick, dude was you going to say good-bye or were you going to slip of in the middle of the night !?" At that time Denise came walking out to where Rick was stopped by Josh as he was loading a couple of boxes into the back of an Easy Haul moving van. "Hello Josh, weren't you paying attention when Rick announced we were moving?" With a tremendous degree of restraint, Josh replied to Denise's attitude laced question. "Well Denise, everybody had the impression that'd be a little more than, we're leaving see you later." With a smile that could only be seen in a child's cartoon villainess, Denise directed her statement to Rick and ignored Josh's presence. "Rick dear, the truck won't load itself. Maybe you'll have time to talk to Josh and everyone else before we leave," Needless to say, Denise's schedule didn't include a final farewell between Rick along with his family and friends. (Two years later) The first few months after Denise's and Rick's departure in the middle of the night, figuratively, there were fairly routine calls and letters between Rick and all of us in Texas. Then it was a letter or call maybe once a month or so. Rick's family, not to mention my own, were becoming increasingly concerned for Rick's wellbeing. Finally, almost a year has gone by without either a call or letter being heard or seen from Rick. Things by that time had begun to change drastically for me. A girlfriend of mine, father approached me upon a visit that I'd made to her and her parent's home. He was impressed by my looks as well as my overall personality, he offered me a sales job that paid quite nicely. It didn't take me long to accept it. I was absolutely ecstatic when I learned that I was to attend a sales seminar in Harrisburg, Pa., of all places. I informed mine as well Rick's family, that I planned to do some sleuthing regarding what was going on with Rick and Denise. Once my seminar was over, I called my boss to extend my stay in Harrisburg to do some investigating. After the better part of a day I did manage to get Rick's and Denise's new phone number, that conveniently was forgotten to be forwarded to any family or friends. Upon making my call and several rings later, Denise answers the phone. "Hello Denise, this is Tammy Wallace." A very surprised and caught off guard Denise Turner replies as non- phased as possible. "Oh my gosh Tammy, it's so wonderful hearing from you. I'd talked to Rick just a couple of days ago, telling him it'd been so long in hearing from any of you. I wondered if everyone was mad at us. I asked Rick if he'd gotten our new phone number relayed to any of you." With the sweetness and a hint of shocked concern in her voice, Denise was doing her best in trying to sell me something that I wasn't going to buy. Still, as the old saying goes about bees and honey..." No Denise he hadn't. After some amateur sleuthing, I did manage to get you guy's phone number. Is Rick there, I was hoping to say hello and prompt him to give everyone a call?" In her most sincere voice, Denise tells Tammy exactly what she wanted to be heard. "Dear, I'm so sorry he's at the shop at the moment. He and I both have been so busy over the last year, it's most likely how he forgot to get you guys our new number. I'd give you the number to the shop, but there's phone issues at the moment." This is where Denise was put into a corner. "Well Denise maybe if I just dropped by, you and I could drive over to the repair shop and surprise Rick." With color draining from her face, Denise summons every last amount of composure she could muster in making her next reply. "Drop by, are you saying you're in Harrisburg Tammy !?" "Yes Denise, isn't that great? I'm so looking forward in catching up with you two. Everyone in my family as well as Rick's has been so worried about you guys. They're going to be so relieved when I tell them I visited with you two." "I'm sure they would be Tammy; this really isn't the most convenient time though my dear. Maybe if you could just relay to them that you talked to me and I assured you everything is alright." Using her sweetest voice, Tammy firmly but cordially insisted on seeing Rick personally. "Denise having been a wife myself; I appreciate your position in wanting a more opportune time for a visit. The thing is, I cannot in good conscience tell Rick's family, without not even seeing him that you and he are alright." Denise tried to stall Tammy while she thought of a good reason in not allowing her to come by she and Rick's home. "Tammy, how long are you in Harrisburg dear? Not being anyone's fool, Tammy became very serious. "I will be returning to Texas soon. Just to let you know Denise if for whatever reason that I don't see Rick in person, I 'm going to be forced to file a missing person's report to the police." At this point Denise realized that she would not be able to put off a visit of Tammy's with she and Rick. "Oh my goodness Tammy, there's no reason why you need to get melodramatic gal. "I'd hoped you saying having been married as well, you'd relate in me inviting you over due to the house being cluttered. I tell you what, come by around six this evening and visit. The address is 720 Piper's Way, it's just a little bit off of I 76." At 6:05 pm, Tammy Wallace was on the front porch of 720 Piper's Way knocking on the door. After a couple of minutes Denise came to the door. "Tammy, so wonderful to see you. You're the last person in the world I expected to see in Harrisburg, what brings you here? Please come into the living room and sit down on the sofa, can I get you something?" Being as gracious as her true feelings would allow, Tammy smiled warmly and began to answer Denise's questions. "I'm in sales, working for Candy Barton's dad. He sent me up here for a sales seminar. As for getting me anything..., how about Rick?" With a little bit of nervous laughter, Denise responded. "That may be a little difficult at this very moment, Rick said he was finishing up a repair on a TV. " With a deadpan reply Tammy replied. "That's ok, I'll wait." At that point there was a noise in one of the back rooms of the house. "Denise, is there someone here?" Then there was a sound that sounded like a young child. "Denise, do you have a child here?" With an odd look of frustration, Denise's response was. "Excuse me Tammy, I'll be right back." Due to Denise being in the back for a few minutes, Tammy became restless and glanced at the coffee table that was in front of her, noticing an envelope that was simply marked, (Ms. Beth)." Tammy was little concerned in being caught looking at other people's mail. As if on cue, Denise returned to the living room holding the hand of a beautiful little blonde-haired girl with the prettiest blue eyes, being no more than four years old. She was adorable, she had the cutest white dress with red polka dots, garnished with a red ribbon sash tied into a bow in the back. The little girl's outfit was finished off with a matching red ribbon in her long blonde hair, along with black Mary Janes. "Denise, who might this little angel be?" "Her name is Jenni, Rick and I adopted her shortly after moving here to Harrisburg." "Speaking of Rick Denise, it's already close to 6:30. Do you have any idea of when he'll be coming through the door?" "To be honest Tammy he's most likely got involved in a project, so it's hard to say." Tammy decided regardless of how sickly-sweet Denise has tried to be, and regardless of the cuteness of Jenni, she was going to see Rick either at his house or his shop. "Denise since Jenni is dressed, and you're not sure when Rick is going to be home, let's ride to his shop." Suddenly Denise's demeanor changed. That was not the only weirdness that Tammy was registering. There was something about this little girl that didn't seem right. "Tammy, I have to confess something to you." "Ok Denise, is Rick in trouble, sick, or some other problem?" Drawing upon all the years of cultivating herself as the drama queen that she is, Denise's eyes began water with tears beginning to flow. "Tammy, there's a reason there hasn't been any word from Rick and I for the last year and a half or so." Tammy handing Denise a tissue from her purse, "Ok, and...?" "Shortly after moving here Rick and I began to have marital problems. I was hoping that by adopting Jenni, she'd bring the two of us closer." "So, is Rick living somewhere else in Harrisburg?" While dabbing a tear from her eye, Denise began what she hoped would be one of her greatest drama performances. "To be honest Tammy, I've no idea of where he could be. I have not seen him in well over a year. I'm sorry for not contacting all of you, it was..., I was just too embarrassed." While trying to process all of what Denise had told her, Tammy continued to be haunted by a look from the little girl that seemed like she was wanting to say something. "I guess I can understand that Denise, although I don't really appreciate it as well as the rest of the family. I guess it's been hard on you though. How have you been able to manage financially?" "You know I love to sew, I've been doing alterations, repairs, that kind of stuff. Plus, along with the uncle that gave us the shop, I have an aunt and some cousins that's helped out a lot. I hate to be rude, but I am going to start Jenni's bed time routine of; bathing, bed time story, along with some mommy and daughter time. When are you leaving?" "I won't be leaving until late tomorrow evening. I'm catching a late commuter flight to Pittsburgh, then a red eye to Houston." "Then please, stop by before you leave tomorrow." Tammy was beginning to feel that Denise wanted her to leave sooner than later. "That sounds fantastic, I look forward to seeing you girls tomorrow." As Tammy Wallace reached her rental car and ensuring that she was out of Denise's hearing range, she stated to herself.. "You're full of it chick, Rick's not like that. Even when he and I were dating, his big thing was looking forward to the day he'd get the chance to become half the dad that his dad was. Along with being a drama queen Denise, I see you've become quite the liar. Then there's that little girl...., I think I need to go to the library tomorrow morning to do some research of the local papers. I want to see what the local gossip was a year and a half ago. Maybe there'd be an arrest column or something. I think when I get to the hotel room, I'm also going to do a search for investigators." In considering that she was looking suspicious, Tammy started her rental car to begin her trip back to her hotel room. After settling into her room and opening her laptop, Tammy began her search fo local investigators. After several calls and several voice mails, a real person answered the phone. "Hello Fletcher Investigations, Chad Fletcher speaking can I help you?" Right off the bat Tammy was impressed. She was a big fan of a British private investigator in a TV show she'd watched as a young girl. Which was one of the main reasons that she loved mysteries. This guy on the phone sounded just like the private investigator she'd enjoyed in her younger days. "Yes, Mr. Fletcher, my name is Tammy Wallace. I'm from out of state, and I have some concerns for a male friend of mine that moved here in Harrisburg a couple of years ago." "I guessed you weren't from the area your accent is as thick as mine, Texas I would say." "Very good Mr. Fletcher, I'm from the Houston area." Cordially Mr. Fletcher responded. "I'm from the London area originally. What's your concern for this friend of yours?" "I just spoke with his wife earlier this evening, she lied right to my face. Up until a year and a half ago my family and his family heard from my friend Rick, on a semi regular basis at least." "So, you're saying the communication ceased suddenly? So, what's your friend's name again?" "His name is Rick Turner; his wife's name is Denise Turner. Now they have an adopted daughter named Jenni Turner as well." "Can you tell me a little about the wife and daughter?" "I can tell you his wife is a lying psychopath. Prior to Rick and Denise leaving Texas she was just a psycho and drama queen. The daughter, I just met her tonight. There's something very odd about her, I can't put my finger on it, but there's something just not right about her." "How old is the daughter?" "I think my sister-in-law said she was four." "When did your friend and his wife adopt this little girl?" "I guess it must've been just about the same time that Rick quit communicating with any of us, which was about a year and a half ago." "Ms. Wallace, when would the soonest you could meet me?" "I'm to leave later tomorrow evening and return to Texas. I was going to do some digging around the library tomorrow morning to see if I can spot any gossip in the local papers; that may say anything about Rick before I left. Then I was going to swing by my sister-in-law's place again to say good-bye. Maybe see if I can get some more vibes from Jenni." "Tammy call me Chad. Are you psychic?" Tammy raised up from her hotel bed she'd gotten comfortable on when she was asked the question. "Am I psychic? Not that I know of, why do you even ask?". The voice on the phone apparently had a feeling that the person he was talking to, had somewhat of an incredulous reaction. "Oh no reason, could you meet me tomorrow morning at Starbucks on Liberty and Olsen St. downtown at say, 9:00 am?" "As I said Mr. Fle.., Chad, I was planning on doing some research at the library tomorrow morning." "Tammy, I don't think you need to do any investigation. I think I may know where your friend is." "You do, how? Where is he then!?" "Much closer than you realize. Please, I only ask for an hour of your time. Besides I at least answered the phone, which is more than the other five investigators you tried to contact did." A very shocked Tammy Wallace asks, "how did you know I called five people before you!?" "I'll explain, along with giving you a way to find your friend. Can you meet me tomorrow morning?" Being intrigued, and very curious if the man was as sexy as his voice. "Ok Chad I will but I only have maybe an hour." "That should be more than enough mum." The cute way he said "mum" was enough to seal the deal." "Tammy, do you know the address?" "I'll put it in my GPS, I'll see you in the morning." After a restless night's sleep, thinking of what had transpired in just the last 24hours. The next morning Tammy Wallace found the Starbuck's without problems. Upon entering the Starbuck's, a slender man in a very expensive suit, with dark well-groomed hair and steely-grey eyes came up to her to greet her. "Tammy Wallace?" "Chad? How did you recognize me!?" "You just happen to look like you belong to your voice. Please get us a seat, and I'll get us something to drink. What would you like?" "Tea will be fine." "How civilized of you. Well I'm going to opt for coffee. You Yanks have rubbed off on me in the years that I've lived in the States." Chad Fletcher found it hard to avert his eyes from the beautiful Texas woman sitting across from him upon sitting down for their conversation." "Chad you recognizing me was the second time of impressing me, your intuitiveness must come in pretty handy as a private investigator." Chad Fletcher tells Tammy something she wasn't quite ready to hear. "Tammy I'm not a private investigator, I'm a paranormal Investigator." With a strange blend of anger and amazement, Tammy responds. "A paranormal investigator, you mean like a ghost hunter!?" "Not quite my investigations are real, and they don't involve ghosts" With no small degree of frustration. "What, do you chase bigfoot or aliens !?" "I see I have a skeptic; I can't blame you though. No love, I chase Harpies." Sipping the last of her tea, Tammy began to assemble her belongings to get up and leave. She had to ask the strange British man one question though." So, what exactly is a Harpie?" "If you just give me the hour you agreed to, I will explain everything. By the end of the hour you will understand." Putting her stuff back down, Tammy tells her company. "Since you are as cute as you are, I'll give you the 50 minutes that I have left of my time." "Peachy, I'm going to start with that older African American lady that just walked in." In seeing the lady that her companion was looking at, walking up to the ordering counter. "Yes, do you know her?" "I've never seen her before. She's going to come over and tell you something you have not told me though." "So, your psychic?" "Let me say, I understand the flow of the universe better than most people. Please wait, here she comes." "Hello Mrs. Arnold, I'd like to introduce my friend. Mrs. Arnold, have you or I ever met?" With a strange almost dreamlike look on the lady's face, she replies. "No sir." "Do you know why you're here?" With a continued blank smile, the lady answers. "No sir, I don't." "Mrs. Arnold, you're going to tell this lady who her first date was with, and where they went." "Yes sir. Ma'am, your first date was with Jerry Price, the two of you went to Lana's Diner in Alvin, Texas." "Thank you, Mrs. Arnold, you may go back to what you were doing. I want you to forget you had this conversation with the lady and I, do you understand?." "Yes sir." Continuing her blank smile, the lady turned and walked back to the line placing her order without looking back. Tammy sat in stunned silence, finally being able to ask, "how did you do that!?" "Tammy some time ago a wise man said, "Not only is the universe strange, it's stranger than you may think. Mankind has for thousands of years considered himself as the only sentient creature on the planet. At one time there was a number of other thinking creatures. The last three of the species that's left; is humans, Shamans, and Harpies. Due to the number and creativity of humans, they became the dominant species. That didn't mean the Harpies and Shamans ceased to exist though. As I said, humans with their creativity have been able to advance, but over time their collective memory has forgotten the other species. Whereas the Harpies and Shamans lacked in creativity, they made up in abilities that have come to be called magic. Sadly, back in the 17th century a small handful of Harpies were discovered and ultimately killed. Your history called that event, "The Salem Witch Trials". Since that time both Harpies and Shamans have gone underground." Chad paused as a young lady walked past the couple's booth to go to the bathroom. Tammy took that pause to try and stop the gentleman sitting across the table from her. "Chad, I don't know how you did the trick with that lady, but..." "Please, Tammy let me finish, I'm about done." With an amused skeptical look on her face, Tammy let the handsome British gentleman continue. "In 1878 my wife, two sons, and I having caught a steamer were going to the great American south west to begin our own ranch. We'd read about such things in the London newspapers. Unfortunately, we ran into an Apache war party that killed my wife, two sons, and almost me. Thankfully I was discovered by a young man that was able to help me to his village. At first, I thought these people were Apaches themselves. As it turned out, they were Shamans. I ended up living with them, over time they taught me some of their talents. I learned to slow my aging, control matter and energy to a degree, and develop some what you call psychic abilities. I also learned about the ongoing battle between the Harpies and the Shamans. The Harpies became malevolent due their hatred of humans, and since the Shamans took a benevolent view of humans, the Harpies began to consider the Shamans as hated rivals. Thus, there's been a war that has spanned over centuries." Tammy sat with a bemused and skeptical look on her face as her companion finished up his outlandish story. "Chad I'm a little irritated in losing an hour I could've been looking for leads as to what happened to Rick, but I have to say you've been entertaining. Have you ever considered writing?" "Love I can see you are a very tough customer, as you Yanks would say. Because of the seriousness of this situation, I'm going to give one more display of what is at play here." With that Chad closed his eyes and with his two hands made an odd gesture. "Tammy, in your purse you have a picture of; your brother Danny, sister Anita, Rick's brother Josh, plus you and Rick on a swimming outing." With that, Tammy's jaw dropped. "How are you able to do that, and the other stuff !?" "Tammy, I've been trying to explain. What you're dealing with is not a simple missing person's case. You have the opportunity to rescue your friend from the situation he now is in. There's going to be a limit in which I can help, but at least I can help you rescue your friend from his present circumstance." "Chad, you talk like you know where Rick is." "I do, and so do you." "No I don't, why would I be here talking to you if I did?" "Your friend no longer looks the same as you last saw him. You actually saw him yesterday." "What are you talking about? I've only seen Denise, and her little girl, Jenni." "That's exactly when you saw Rick." "Wait..., are you saying Rick was that...?" "Little girl, yes that's been Ms. Beth's method of operation for a little over a century." "Chad, you're asking me to believe that a full-grown man has been magically changed into a little girl!" "You call it magic, it's just a Harpy's ability to control biology, and to some degree matter and energy. I've over the last century been on the trail of Ms. Beth; a rogue Harpy that has come to use her gifts for profit. It seems that Ms. Beth has been charging women that's had either wayward boyfriends or husbands, by exacting this type of revenge on their previous mates." "So, this Ms. Beth charges to change men into little girls? Why didn't Jenni tell me what happened when I was at the house yesterday?" "Most likely, not only did Ms. Beth use a transmutation enchantment, but also a speech inhibiter, and possibly even a behavior modification enchantment." Tammy being overloaded by concepts that came straight out of the Twilight Zone could only ask. "What...?" Again, pausing briefly as a customer made their way to the bathroom, and taking a sip of his coffee that had grown cold during his explaining the dire circumstances regarding this lady's friend. "Think of it as a super form of hypnosis, that not only prevents your friend from telling you who she now is, but may also having her act and think as a four-year-old little girl." "Chad, what you're asking me to believe is impossible! " "Only by your definition of reality love. Do you want to rescue your friend from a life of suffering as the child of a mentally unbalanced woman?" "I'm beginning to wonder who'd more unbalanced, Denise or me for actually in believing you. How would I even rescue the little girl?" "Follow me out to my car, I brought some tools that you're going to need. When are you planning on going to your sister-in-law's house again? As the couple rose from their booth and walked out to Chad's car, "I was planning on going by this evening before leaving for the airport." "Tammy, you can scrap the plans for returning home at the moment. When you rescue, what was her name, Jenni?" "Yes." "When you rescue Jenni, you need to drive out of Harrisburg as quickly as possible, you're only going to have a couple of hours head start of what's to come." A perplexed Tammy Wallace asks. "What's to come...?" On the way to Denise's house, Tammy went over the instructions of how to use the bizarre tools in which Chad gave her. Upon entering the home, she was to take the small squirt bottle and squirt a mist from it three times into the air. That would instantly cause Denise to fall asleep for 2-3 hours. Then upon going into Jenni's room, open up what looked like an antique snuff can, and blow the contents into the air. This would return the little girl's ability to speak freely once more. All of this hopefully would not cause harm to herself. Regardless, saying all of this craziness is true, she could not let a lifelong friend be held captive by a crazy person. Hopefully, the special car key that's supposed to fit any car, and the mystical credit card that would be accepted anywhere, along with having an unlimited cap would actually work. Upon pulling the appropriated car, that according to Chad changed into her name at the DMV when she used the special key he'd given her. Once in front of Denise's home Tammy could see a car parked in the driveway. Upon seeing a car seat in the back of the car, it'd be a pretty good guess that it is Denise's car. Tammy made a mental note to remove the car seat to use for Jenni once rescuing her. It was now or never in implementing the rescue, Tammy walked up to the front door. "Hello, Denise, is there anyone home?" After the couple of knocks on the door and announcing herself, Denise answered the door. "Tammy how nice, you came to visit before going back to Texas. You're a little early, but you timed it good." Denise pouring on the gracious hostess invited Tammy into the living room, and onto the sofa. "I apologize Denise. I wanted to get an early start, by the time I dropped the rental car off and checked my luggage..." "I completely understand. Since it's begun to turn warmer, I make it a habit to take Jenni to the park so she can play with the other children. I also get to visit with the other mothers." Tammy trying to steady her nerves of what was to come, commented in support. "Yes, I'd think it'd be good for Jenni and you to get that socialization." "Between you and me, it also gives me bragging rights of having the prettiest little girl there. Jenni's asleep at the moment. I have a routine of checking her pullups, she's almost potty trained. Then lay her down for her nap. Would you like some coffee?" In seeing that being the perfect opportunity to implement her plan, Tammy readily agreed to some coffee. As Denise was in the kitchen preparing some coffee for the two women; Tammy spoke loud enough for Denise to hear in the kitchen. "It's interesting Denise, that almost exactly as the adoption came through for Jenni, that's when Rick took off." Upon Denise returning into the living room with their beverages, Denise had already begun to tell her concocted, delusional side of the story. "It's sad Tammy, it's most likely when that slut that I just know he'd been sleeping with, wanted Rick and her to move from Harris... " As Denise entered the living room, her sentence was cut short by seeing Tammy standing by the coffee table with a squirt bottle in her hand. "Tammy what are you..." Denise instantly fell forward causing the coffee and the serving tray to be flailed across the room as she crumpled instantly to the floor in unconsciousness. Now it'd be just a matter of finding Jenni's room. Upon checking the second closed door, it opened to a fully furnished, pink from top to bottom, little girl's nursery. Off to the far side of the room, she could see Jenni sleeping soundly in her baby bed. Upon getting the little box from her purse and blowing the contents into the air as instructed by Chad, she saw the little girl begin to stir. Jenni felt a mixture of thrill and embarrassment upon opening her little eyes seeing Tammy next to her baby bed. "Tammy...?" The little girl's eyes opened widely in surprise." "I'm able to call you bys name, the mean ole spell that nots lets me talk must have been takens off fwom me." Even though Jenni was still talking like a toddler, she still seemed to be able to express herself freely. "Rick, is that really you in there?" With that, tears welled up in the little girl's eyes. "Yesh Tammy, that means old witch lady and mommy somehows changed me intos a little girl. Mommy said me was havings an affair, but me weely wasn't. Honest!" "It doesn't matter, we need to get you out of here. I'm going to get you a couple changes of clothes, some of your pull ups, get the car seat out of the back of Denise's car and into my car, then get out of Harrisburg." "Where we goings Tammy? Do we weely have to use the car seat?" "I'm afraid so. We're going to be meeting a friend of mine in Virginia. I can only imagine you hate to be put into a car seat, but the last thing we need is to get into trouble with the police." With an adorable little pouty face, Jenni dejectedly stated. "Me guess so." In less than 15 minutes Tammy had found Jenni a top that had cartoon unicorns running on it, along with some pink coveralls, a yellow dress with white frills, plus a pair of Dora the Explorer tennis shoes, along with a black Mary Janes. Then upon getting a few pair of pullups and the car seat in place in the back of the rental car, securing Jenni into the seat, the two females were off into their escape. Within minutes of being put into her car seat, Jenni had fallen back to sleep. She did not awaken until Hagerstown, Maryland... "Where we at Tammy?" "Ah, I see my little sleepy head is finally awake back there. We just went through Hagerstown Maryland. I stopped for gas, so we should be good for the rest of the trip" "Going to the park weely poops me out. Me sowwy me is talkings like this, it's part of the spell me thinks." Not able to suppress a smile, Tammy replies. "That's ok, I can understand you. How did all of this happen anyway!?" Jenni started to speak, then paused. "Me is thirsty, is there anything to dwink?" Anticipating the little girl may become thirsty, she brought her sippy cup, which she filled with juice when she stopped at the gas station. "Does orange juice sound ok?" "Yesh, me likes orange juice." "Well it's good to see some things haven't changed about you. I remember, you always having a bottle of orange juice in your hand. I poured it into your sippy cup, I didn't know how good your coordination is." "That ok." With that, Tammy contorted herself to pass Jenni her sippy cup in the back. "So again, how did this all happen?" "Denise and me gots settled in Hawwisburg. Me started to gets the shop going by working long hours. Me guess two things happened wif Denise, her begans to say me was having affairs. Us was fighting alls the time. Thens it just stopped, After abouts a month me asked her if her believed me in nots doing bads things. Her said that her had made a new fwiend that was helping her puts things in the rights view. Then about another month laters, Denise saids her fwiend wanted to invites us both to dinner. Me said me felt funny, me nots even knew hers real name, all Denise saids was her names was Ms. Beth. Me thoughts maybe her was an entertainer or somethin. Finally me brokes down and agreed to go and have dinner ats Ms. Beth's place. Evewything was fine until dessert, her mades individual dessert for each of us. Bys the time me finished eating, me started to feels funny, kinda sick to mys tummy. Me noticed the table and chair me was in, was gettings bigger. That whens me noticed Ms. Beth and Denise smiling ats me. Me was kinda mads at them because me was weely nots feeling good. I asked them why thems was smiling, that was whens me heard mys voice was weirds. Me felt muscle cwamps all overs my body, and was seeing my arms, hands, even legs drawing up, seeming to looks smaller. It didn't takes long to wealize thems were getting smaller. Mys head begans to itch, wif hair falling downs in mys face. Mys head began to hurts weely bad, that when me must've passed out. When me wokes up, me was like this. Me scweamed, which made me feels ever more badders because how much of a girl me sounded like. Denise and Ms. Beth cames iinto the woom me was in. When Ms. Beth turned up the light, me noticed me was in a cwib wif a clear top ons it to keeps me fwom gettings out. Me was tolds that me was going to be staying wif Ms.Beth for the next week. Durings that time me forgots to know when me hads to use the baffroom, me begans talking likes this, me begans to act and even liked things that a little girl woulds like. Speaking of, dids you gets Amy Marie?" "Who, dear?" "Mys dolly." "No sweet heart, I didn't notice her." With tears welling up in Jenni's eyes, she responded. "That ok, can me nots talk anymore?" "That's fine sweety, I need to focus on the road anyway." Tammy was amazed and absolutely saddened to see what had happened to the sweet man, that at one time she had even dated. She embarrassed herself in thinking about some of the more intimate dates that she'd had with Rick. Looking back to see the little girl dozing off again, she shook the memories of days gone by, and contemplated on the days that lay ahead. Jenni had awakened just as the two females crossed over into Virgina. By this point Tammy knew full well that Denise had regained consciousness, and was not a happy camper indeed. "Tammy what is we supposed to do when we gets to Virginia?" "Dear, I guess I should tell you. Not only is your current situation confusing for you, but I'm not even sure what to call you." "You mays as well call me Jenni, that what's me been called for overs a year now." "Jenni we will be meeting a friend that I recently met when we get to the Hampton Inn once we reach Winchester, Virginia." "How is him supposed to helps us?" "Mr. Chad has some special gifts like Ms. Beth, only he's a good guy." "Is you sure?" "Yes dear, I'm sure. I saw a sign a little way back that said Winchester was 20 miles, so we should be coming up on it at any time. Oh look, a sign that says Winchester City Limits. When Ms. Beth made you little, can you still read?" "Yesh." "Ok Jenni, then help me watch for the Hampton Inn." Within 10 minutes Tammy had found the Hampton Inn. Upon pulling into the parking lot Tammy saw Chad at the entrance of the hotel. "Hello Tammy, did you and Jenni make it here without any trouble?" "None at all, as far as I know. Going through Maryland I was a little scared, I'm sure that Denise has contacted that lady that did this to Jenni by now." "That's why it's important that we get to the room. I've done a camouflage incantation for Caitlyn and I, but I need to get you and Jenni under it as well." With a little bit of concern, Tammy asks. "Who's Caitlyn?" "She's another little girl like Jenni. While you were rescuing Jenni, I rescued her. Come with me, I have the four of us a room as the Williams family." "What, you have us as a family!? How long are we going to have to share a room with each other?" "Get Jenni and follow me to the room, we have some strategies to go over. Were you able to get any of her things?" "I got her a couple of outfits, along with shoes. I forgot Amy Marie though." "Who?" Smiling at Chad, Tammy told him, "I'll tell you later, it's a girl thing." With that Tammy handed Jenni's small grocery bag of clothes to Chad as she picked Jenni up and began walking towards the room. Upon entering the room Tammy saw a young girl of about seven years old with dish water blonde hair; wearing a white T shirt with a teddy bear on the front of it, pink denim pants, and the blinking kind of tennis shoes, stretched out on one of the two beds watching cartoons. Chad went into his host mode in introducing everyone. "Tammy, Jenni, this is Caitlyn, Caitlyn, this is Tammy and Jenni. Caitlyn was changed three years ago; she was the same age as Jenni is now. Caitlyn this is Jenni, she was changed a little over a year ago. Tammy just to relieve any concerns you may have regarding the sleeping arrangements; as you noticed I rented a room with two beds along with the couch being a fold out bed. We're only going to be here one night before going to the house." Tammy was now confused, "the house"? Chad walking over to the couch began to lay out the plan."Ok, everyone gather around. Tammy, yesterday right after I talked to you, I went down to West Virginia to rescue Caitlyn from a family in Clarksburg. While on the way here, I began to realize that Jenni and Caitlyn are the only two girls that are known to have been changed by Ms. Beth that has escaped their captivity. As long as they're free, that puts Ms. Beth in a very awkward position with the rest of the Harpies." Due to all of this not only being something out of the Twilight Zone, there were more things not known about all of this. Tammy had to ask. "Does what she did to these two girls put her at odds with the other Harpies?" "It definitely does Tammy. As I said, the Harpies are not nice creatures. I use the word creatures for a reason. Although they may look like human women, they're not, by the way all Harpies are female. They are very bad females, and they want to stay under the radar. Ms. Beth has commercialized her talents, which makes the other Harpies uncomfortable in concerns of discovery. They will continue to marshal around her, but they're not pleased. Now mind you, this information is a couple of years old. "Chad this all sounds like the war in the movies that has the vampires and werewolves at odds with each other." "Not too different Tammy, only Shamans and Harpies are real. To finish my thought, the only way to protect the girls along with us rescuing them, is to blend in with typical every day humans. Tammy you being human you wouldn't be detected. Even though I started out as human, my aura along with the girls being victims of enchantment, will have an enchanted aura. Any Harpies that's worth their weight, can detect an enchanted aura from the other side of the planet. That's why I purchased a house with one of the credit cards like I gave you Tammy. Speaking of, I need that one back so I can remove its enchantment. There doesn't need to be any object that's enchanted in our proximity. I purchased a house a few miles from here in a little town called Berryville, Virginia. That was after I contacted the other Shamans." "How many Shamans are there Chad?" "There's quite a few Tammy. They've made arrangements so that we'll be able to live in Berryville with our needs met. I put up a camouflage enchantment that will hide our existence there wherever we go in the town. We all now have new identities, Tammy you and I are now Chad and Cindy Williams. Caitlyn you're older sister of seven, Caitlyn Williams. Finally, Jenni you're now four-year old Jenni Williams." "Chad, I understand this is going to be a little like witness protection, but I don't know about being your wife." "Tammy, I mean Cindy, it's just for show I promise." Finally, it was Jenni that spoke up for the two girls. She slid down off the bed where she had been engrossed in watching the cartons with Caitlyn, walking over to where Chad was. "How longs is we going to live there, is there goings to be a way that Caitlyn and me becoming gwon ups again?" With great sadness in his eyes, Chad responds. "Jenni I'd want nothing more than to say it was possible for the Shamans to be able to revert you two back to grown men again, as well as no telling how many other men that's now girls back to your male selves. This enchantment is solely Ms. Beth's specialty. She's been doing it for over a century; I doubt she will stop. What we can do is protect you from being the prisoners of those that Ms. Beth changed you for." Jenni in thinking what the man had said thus far, and knowing the cost of hiding them all asked this of Chad, in considering the wellbeing of her friend. "Since Tammy is not enchanted like we is, wouldn't she be able to go backs home to Texas?" Tammy walking over to pick Jenni up to hug her. "Honey thank you so much in your consideration of me. What do you think Chad?" "I'd say this, if you go back home it'd put every one of your family members at risk. Although you don't have an enchanted aura now, you do have what's called a residual enchantment aura. Meaning if enough Harpies got together, they could locate you by combining their abilities in detecting you strictly from the residual enchantment. Your literal life, as well as your family could be at stake. As for me they could banish me to the sub universe, which is not a good place to be for eternity. As for the girls their memories were left intact, if they're caught again their whole existence as men would be wiped from their memory. Caitlyn, you've been very quiet do you have anything to add?" "Chad, I was changed by Ms. Beth for messing around on my fianc?. I was an orphan, thankfully or unluckily as it happened to be, I grew up to be a handsome man that I used to my advantage. I used women for everything they were worth and moved on. Being an orphan, I really had no connection with anyone. The woman I was supposed to have married found out about me, knew of Ms. Beth, and when I was changed dropped me off at some hillbilly cousin of hers. I was neglected, smacked around by the cousin, and the cousin's husband was beginning to give me some creepy looks. In the final analysis yes, I do miss my manhood but if we do become a family, it's more than I had." Chad looking at each one of the females in the room. "I can't, as much as I'd like to, compel any of you to go to Berryville with me. It'd be to your benefit, but the decision will be left up to each of you." Tammy began, then Caitlyn, then finished off by Jenni. "Berryville." Smiling Chad replied. "Ok then Mrs. William, my two daughters Caitlyn and Jenni. Let's grab some dinner, I'm sure everyone is starved." Tammy looking at Chad. "Well Mr. Williams if you use your special card, won't we be detected?" "I put a local shield around us, when my fellow Shamans sent assistance they used another kind of enchantment." Puzzled, Tammy asked. "What kind of enchantment would that be?" Laughing, Chad replied. "a wire transfer." With that, both Caitlyn and Jenni giggled. A couple of hours after Tammy Wallace had bravely liberated a very traumatized Jenni Turner from her captor, a scene that will set into motion actions that will be done with great prejudice. A very confused Denise Turner moans as a result of the after effect of the knock out potion and a mild carpet burn as she gingerly begins to pick herself up from the floor of her home. Almost instantly she realizes one of her husband's best friends is nowhere to be seen. Right after that she concluded this was a planned assault. As quick as her still groggy mind and recovering body resulting from the knock out potion would allow her, she ran into Jenni's nursery to see if the little girl was still there "That slut!!! That frigging slut!!, I had a feeling I should have never let her set foot into my home! I need to call Ms. Beth. " After several rings of the phone, a voice that for over a century caused great trauma and misery of men throughout the United States. "Yes Beth Sanders speaking, can I help you?" A very reluctant Denise Turner begins to share the account that had just happened in her home. "Ms. Beth, this is Denise Turner. There's been something significant happen with Jenni!" With a very arrogant syrupy sweet voice, Ms. Beth asks. "Denise, what is wrong dear? Does our little girl have a tummy ache or something?" Slowly and hesitantly Denise begins to share what had just happened. "Ms. Beth, someone from Jenni's..." A very angry Ms. Beth begins to unleash her fury. "Wait, my Awareness Crystal is allowing me to see an attack against you by an attractive blonde-haired woman; No! she took Jenni...!?" Denise answering in almost a whisper. "Yes Ms. Beth, I'm afraid so." "Denise, I want you to come to my home immediately. Don't be afraid my dear, Jenni is the second one of my girls that has been taken from their new homes and lives this morning. You and I have some work ahead of us." "Yes Ms. Beth, I'll be right over." Denise Turner pulls up in front of a very nondescript wood-framed home in a very nondescript neighborhood just outside of Harrisburg. Having been into this deceptively unassuming home, she realizes how it's insides in no way matches the outside of the home. Upon walking up to the front door, just getting ready to ring the doorbell, the door opens on its own accord. Upon her entry into Ms. Beth's home, Denise finds herself standing on a stone landing with sconces burning on each side of the inside of the front door. "Hello, Ms. Beth, it's me, Denise Turner." Ms. Beth appearing to Denise's left side of her back between the visiting woman and the heavy oak door that could only be seen once inside Ms. Beth's home. A very calm and eerily composed Ms. Beth welcomes her visitor. "Welcome Denise, sad it's not under more pleasant circumstances. Please continue forward and to the right." A very contrite Denise Turner begins her defense in how things unfolded. "Ms. Beth, I'm so sorry in how things have unfolded. I know you gave me explicit instructions of not letting anyone know how Jenni came to be." While Denise was engaged her defense, the two ladies had reached what Ms. Beth referred to as her dining room. In actuality, it looked more like a banquet hall with tapestry on the walls to add a more regal d?cor. "Please Denise, take a seat at the table and tell me how this happened." Once seated Denise began recounting how she recieved the call from Tammy Wallace, and ending to where they were at this moment. "Ms. Beth, I'd just gotten Jenni up out of her baby bed and checked her pull ups when I received the call. I at first was surprised how anyone had gotten my new phone number. Then I was doubly shocked when I discovered Rick's former girlfriend was in Harrisburg. I couldn't persuade her to not come by, so I thought maybe I could just con her with the story we had put together. Apparently, she didn't buy it and seemingly got some aide." With a thoughtful look coming across her face. "That is what I think is important at this moment. How was it that this woman overpowered you?" "It's a little foggy, but it seemed I saw Tammy spraying something into the air when I lost consciousness." "Hmm, let me check something." Ms. Beth waved her hand over Denise's head causing a faint golden glow to begin emanating from Denise's body." A shocked Denise asked. "What just happened Ms. Beth, why did I begin to glow?" "I just used an enchantment detection gesture; you were exposed to some sort of enchantment." "Ms. Beth, to my knowledge Tammy doesn't practice the arts or is gifted." "No Denise, but she sure encountered someone that was. From the experience that I've had for almost a century, I know exactly who it is." "You know the person that's responsible for this!?" Drawing a deep breath while controlling the seething anger that was beginning to build up in her. "He's not a person, he's a Shaman." "An Indian witch doctor!?" "No Denise, not that kind of Shaman, Shamans are a cousin to human beings." A very confused Denise asks." Wait, are you saying there's more than one kind of human?" "Once upon a time there were several types of humans, where do you think your legends come from. This particular Shaman has been a pain in my ass for almost a century." The statement beginning to register with Denise. "Almost a century..., how old are you Ms. Beth?" "Denise, I'm a Harpy. Meaning, no I'm not human either. This is not a concern at the moment, it's Chad Fletcher and dealing with my fellow Harpies." Almost as if on cue, a large beautiful aquamarine crystal that sat prominently encased within an ornate silver stand that sat on what looked like a sacrificial alter of some sort in one corner of the room the women were in began to glow. Within seconds a mist appeared above the crystal, which began showing an image of a very menacing middle-aged raven-haired woman wearing a flowing burgundy colored velvet robe. "Beth it's come to the attention of the counsel, that your little enterprise that you've been engaged in over the last century has finally gone awry. " Uncharacteristically Ms. Beth responds with what seemed to be actual contriteness. "Mistress Onieah , I've just become aware of it myself. I'm working out a strategy as we speak. This issue will be dealt with swiftly and permanently." "Beth you do realize your endeavors were not welcomed by many in the counsel for just this reason. We do not need another Salem incident; do I make myself clear?" "I understand Mistress Onieah." "Beth regardless of your standing on the Counsel, it still does not exclude you from the sub-universe. Do you understand?" A visibly shaken Ms. Beth quickly replies. "Absolutely Mistress." "Beth, the Counsel has convened to discover trace amounts of enchantment in the area of Winchester, Virginia. I suggest you go there to recover the object of your little business enterprise. We've also been alerted that one of your projects has come up missing in West Virginia as well. The Counsel expects you to resolve this issue at once. It's also to your benefit that there is no other incident of this nature." As Ms. Beth acknowledged complete understanding of the implications that Mistress Onieah expressed, the mist began to dissipate and subside back into the ornate crystal and stand. A very concerned Denise Turner inquired of the, what she had thought of as human just a short period ago. "Ms. Beth, how bad is this situation?" "It's bad, and Denise you're going to assist me in resolving it!" A surprised Denise Turner responds. "I beg your pardon Ms. Beth!?" "We are going to the Winchester, Virginia area to begin our search of your little Jenni. Apparently, she is not the only one that Mr. Fletcher has liberated. I have tolerated his hounding me for way too long. All of his attempts in tracking and interfering with me has been inept until this. He will pay dearly. Jenni and my other little princess that I've enchanted was allowed to keep their memories of their past male lives. Once we find them, Chad Fletcher will be banished to the sub-universe and the two girls will be enchanted into believing they'd always been girls." A disappointed Denise interrupts Ms. Beth's malicious contemplations of her next actions. "Ms. Beth, the enjoyment of knowing Jenni remembering her life as Rick and realizing that her male adult life was forever gone was a part of the deal." Even with evident rage beginning to appear on Ms. Beth's face, she turned to Denise to give a response to her whining that chilled Denise to her core. Ms. Beth replied very calmly and measured. "Denise, do you actually think the only enchantment abilities I have is changing men into little girls? Trust me, I also have some enchantments for disgruntled customers of my services. Would you like a display?" A very horror-stricken Denise responds. "No Ms. Beth, how can I be of help?" "We're getting into your car to leave immediately for Virginia." "I need to go by my house and shut everything off if we're going to be gone for any length of time. Don't you need to do anything with your house Ms. Beth?" A very odd kind of smile began to appear on Ms. Beth's face. "I will take care of everything with your's and my house dear." As the two ladies were exiting the seemingly impossible sized room of Ms. Beth's home to the car that Denise arrived in; shades began to be drawn on their own, lights turning off, the main water and gas valves turning to the off position at the Turner home. While at the very same time as the two women had gotten into Denise's car, the house they'd just exited began to fade leaving only a lot and a "lot For Sale" sign in front of the vacant lot. After a couple of hours driving Denise Turner couldn't hold the question in that had been bothering her in light of the most recent developments. "Ms. Beth, I'm afraid to ask this but are you satanic?" A very amused Ms. Beth replies. "You humans are so two dimensional. No my dear, I'm not saying the non-physical part of you will not have to atone once your physical shell ceases to function, but neither the Shamans or Harpies are a part of that realm." With that the two women rode in silence towards Virginia, broken only by occasional utterances of words from an unknown language by Ms. Beth. Tammy and the girls were impressed by the house, it sat down a very long driveway to where it actually was slightly difficult to be seen from the road. Once that the pseudo family had pulled into the circle drive that was in front of the house entrance, it was quite obvious there'd be plenty of room for everyone. The girls, due to in no small part from the enchantment, ran full speed giggling into the house to check everything out. Jenni came from the entrance of a long hallway which was fed from a sunken living room; seeing Tammy admiring the massive fireplace. "Tammy, you would not believe all the rooms that Caitlyn and me seen!!" Tammy as saddened as she was for her friend's plight, couldn't help but smile as the little girl came running excitedly up to her. "Jenni, while you and Caitlyn were exploring, Chad and I were talking. It's hard to say how long we are going to be here, while we are each of us are going to have to get into character." At that time Caitlyn and Chad were coming in through the patio doors that led from the living room to an outside deck. "Chad I was just about to share yours's and my conversation that we had while the girls were exploring." "Ah good you hadn't yet. Caitlyn, Jenni, this'd be a good time for the two of you to test how comfortable the sofa is. You girls have a seat while your mom and I get you two on board with the plan." As the girls were walking to the sofa, they both flashed a curious look at each other. Tammy caught their glances and tried to alleviate their puzzlement. "Chad brought this to my attention, and it makes perfect sense. The floor is your Chad." "What Tam..., Cindy and I were talking about is how essential it is that we all develop and begin getting into character. Our cover story is that we're the family of Chad and Cindy Williams, along with a seven-year-old Caitlyn and four-year-old Jenni Williams. Thankfully we moved here at the beginning of summer; that'll allow us to refine our interactions with each other as a family. That will be very important this fall when Cindy enrolls Caitlyn into school. I don't know if anyone noticed that even though Berryville is a small place, we can't get by with isolating here in this house. This means Cindy, you're going to have to take the girls to the park and possibly social functions." With that Jenni jumped off the sofa to jump up and down with excitement. She had a little embarrassment when everyone looked at her. "Sorry, it's the stupid enchantment." Chad looking at Jenni and just smiled. "That's ok dear. That's exactly what we all must do, simply act normal. Which brings up another issue for you and me Cindy. Thankfully this house was owned and lived in by an elderly couple before their kids had to place them in a retirement home. That's how we came to not only having the house, but the contents as well. There's three bedrooms; a master bedroom, another bedroom, plus a guest bedroom. Cindy will take the master bedroom, which leaves a bedroom each for you girls." Tammy/Cindy got a strange look on her face. "Then Chad, where do you plan on sleeping? Don't tell me Shamans don't sleep, because I know you slept last night at the hotel." "There's a study with a semi comfortable looking couch in it." With a little hesitation, Cindy responded. "Are you sure Chad?" "Well, due to there being a shortage of sleeping quarters, it'll have to work. Henceforth though, Cindy you and I are going to have to come to agreement regarding pet names for each other. Caitlyn, you and Jenni need to start getting in the habit of calling us mummy and daddy." With that, Cindy couldn't help but laughing. "Remember husband of mind, this is the USA, we say mommy here." "Oh right..., Well you know what I mean." Cindy began having a thoughtful look on her face. "Chad, I noticed all the utilities are still connected. I don't guess anyone's looked in the pantry or refrigerator, have they?" Caitlyn spoke up on that question. "Tam..., Mommy, the only thing I saw in the refrigerator was some shelves and the light." Jenni spoke up next. "Mommy, when Caitlyn and me was exploring earlier me found the pantry, it nots has anything in it eithers." While Cindy Williams was trying to recall seeing any kind of grocery store as they were riding through town, she couldn't help once again feeling badly in how that stupid enchantment had so altered her friend's speech. "Chad since you are the official man of the house, do we all go shopping together or do the girls and I go shopping?" "Actually..., Cindy..., I need to make a call to my Shaman Tribe to give them a report. Not to mention, I should have the tribe send us some operating money. After the hotel last night and the one hundred dollars I'm going to give you for groceries, we're going to need some more money wired to us. Why don't you and the girls go." "Ok, sounds reasonable. That means I get to drive your Range Rover?" "You are my wife, here's the keys." Even though she'd now been a little girl for about a year and a half, Jenni still hated having to be seen as a little girl, especially in any new place. "Do me haves to go, let me stay wif..., Daddy?" Chad giving Jenni a serious thoughtful look." No Jenni, you need to go with..., your mum..., mommy. When I talk to my tribe, it needs to be private." Cindy Williams looking down at the little four-year-old, and smiling." Come on Jenni it'll be fun, besides if Caitlyn can do it, you can to." With that Caitlyn spoke up. "I'm not too sure the older sister wants to go either." With a mock exasperated sigh, Cindy tells her two new daughters." Alright both of you, off the sofa and into the bathroom before we leave." Like any other dutiful daughters you'd see in any other household, the two girls responded with. "Yes mommy." Cindy was glad that Chad had the foresight to have stopped at a local department store earlier that morning, allowing her to get herself and the girls some sleepwear and toiletries. After the last couple of days, she needed some things and the girls did also. So, now it was just a matter of getting used to driving Chad's car; finding a grocery store along with two less than enthused young girls, and finding their way back to their new home. Upon driving around the little town of Berryville for the better part of a half hour, the three females found the "Qwik & EZ Mart" for the groceries. After an impassioned and convincing argument for Jenni riding in the grocery buggy, the trio went into the store. An amazing observation that the new "Cindy" had made when the two girls met and began interacting with each other, it wasn't that much different than she did with her sister. Therefore, she shot Caitlyn a (don't you dare make fun of your sister look) when she hoisted Jenni up into the buggy. After their shopping and waiting in the checkout line, the slightly overweight checkout lady that looked to be in her mid 50's commented as Cindy bought the girls a candy bar off the rack in the checkout line. "I hope meal time isn't going to be too soon for these two." Cindy was slightly taken aback by the forwardness of the older lady, then remembered how older ladies good naturedly would give unsolicited advice to her own mom when she was a little girl. Smilingly Cindy replied. "It's been a long day for the girls along with my husband and myself. Dinner won't be for some time, so they should be fine." "You're new in town, aren't you? I'm Alice Lawson, my twin sister owns a daycare should you ever want to use one for your little one there. Her name is Bea Fulton, her place is called "Aunt Bea's Academy". Cindy replied graciously from the lady's attempt in offering information and an opening for conversation. "Thank you, I will remember that. We most likely will not need her, at least not until we get settled in." "Oh, you're the new family that bought the Adam's place at the edge of town on Route 88 aren't you?" After thinking about the signs she'd seen upon arriving in Berryville, Cindy answered. "Why yes we are. My name is Cindy Williams." Placing her hand on Caitlyn's shoulder, Cindy began the girl's introduction. "This is Caitlyn my oldest, she's seven. This one in the buggy is Jenni, she's four." "Caitlyn looks school age. It's too late this year school's already out, but the next school year just to let you know, we have a very good grade school in Berryville." Cindy thanked and paid the kind lady. Upon walking the girls and herself out to the car, she realized that this was going to be your typical small town where everyone is nice. She just hoped, not everyone would be nosey as well. Later that evening after eating dinner, Chad volunteered in helping Cindy clean the kitchen as the girls were watching some DVD's on Chad's laptop, that had been bought at the grocery store. As Chad reached up to put a glass in the cabinet, he had to reach across Cindy to do it. "I'm sorry Cindy, I didn't mean to rub against you putting the glass up." Cindy giggled a little. A curious Chad had to ask. "Why are you laughing?" "You play the British gentleman thing to the hilt, don't you?" A genuinely puzzled Chad stated. "What do you mean?" "My take on you is, since you're quite handsome is that you're gay or shy." "I assure you it's not the first. For the record, I consider you quite attractive as well." For the remainder of the evening it was an awkwardly quite night between Chad and Cindy. Around 10:30 that evening, the new Cindy Williams watched as Jenni was losing the fight of staying awake any longer. "Jenni, do you want me to help you to bed?" Embarrassed, Jenni stated she needed help to get up on the bed. "Me hads an accident, me woulds like to take a bath. Also, me can't get up in bed." "Jenni, I know this will be difficult for you and me as well, but I don't mind helping you." After thinking a couple of minutes, Jenni said "ok". After helping Jenni get bathed, then taking a bath herself, along with getting into bed Cindy Williams began to think. I wonder when the last chance was for Caitlyn to have taken a bath? Ironically Cindy never had any of her own children. Even getting back into the dating scene after Martin's wreck and death, not once was there any pregnancy scares. Now here she was seamlessly falling into a maternal role. Not only that, upon being honest with herself she was beginning to appreciate Chad's handsomeness more and more. It was nuts but in the short amount of days that she's known him, she'd begun to have warmer feelings for him. Finally, as much that had been done that day sleep came quickly. A few days later, just before breakfast: Chad walking into the kitchen seeing Cindy making breakfast asked where the girls were. "Where's Caitlyn and Jenni?" "They're out back on the deck playing with their dolls that I'd bought them a couple days ago at the local department store. What's you plan for the day Mr. Williams?" "I thought I'd get a house phone, that way we can get phone service, internet, and some TV programming. That's another thing I plan on getting, a TV." As Cindy was mixing some frozen orange juice with some water in a picture while standing next to the sink, she asked. "I can understand the TV service and internet, but do you think we need phone service? After all, both you and I have cell service." "As you know I've instructed you as well as doing it myself, not to use the cell phone because of security issues. Besides with you beginning to go into town on occasions, if some handsome man asks you for a phone number you'd need one." Cindy with a slight grin in knowing she was being baited, responds. "Having an affair in a small town is taboo. Besides, I have a handsome husband at home." "Yes love, but that's just in name only." With no small degree of nervousness, Cindy makes a bold reply. "It doesn't have to be." Chad was standing next to Cindy while she was finishing mixing the orange juice by the sink. He was reaching for a cup from the cabinet which was next to the sink, stopped and looked at her for several seconds. Before either of them considered the repercussions of their next action, the two gently embraced each other followed by a long passionate kiss. Upon untangling himself from the embrace, Chad embarrassedly commented. "I'm sorry mum, that wasn't too bloody professional of me." Smiling Cindy responded. "I promise not to report you. I can't believe I did that though. I've seen you do some weird things already. Then there is the Harpy thing, which you say they are not human. I don't even know that you're human, after all you said you were a Shaman." "Rest assure Cindy I'm human. True Shamans are a different species of humans, but I'm a human. I was just trained as a Shaman many years ago." "I know so little about you even in knowing you for a couple of weeks now. How long have you been a Shaman?" "As I told you when we first met, in 1878 when my family was killed, the Shamans took me to their village. They nursed me back to health, then I chose to stay with them. Over time they taught me how to slow my aging as well as connecting to a universal network that few humans have even scratched the surface of." "You were serious then, Chad that'd make you over 150 years old! " At that time the girls came in through the patio door from the deck and asked the age-old question that kids ask. "Can we eat yet?" Chad and Cindy's conversation ended, but many thoughts and feeling had begun that morning. After breakfast had been eaten, the girls went into Caitlyn's room to play a board game that'd just been recently bought. This allowed the adults to ponder what had just happened that morning between the two of them. More importantly, where would the potential change in their relationship lead them. Throughout the rest of the morning things had been unusually quite between Chad and Cindy. Just after lunch, Chad took actions that'd give Cindy and himself some thinking room, thinking room that'd come to be needed throughout the coming weekend. Just before dinner, Chad returned home with a beaming smile and a very large box. "Hey guys, gather around I've got some great news to share!" With that Cindy came into the living room from her sunbathing on the deck along with Jenni and Caitlyn, which were playing chase with each other in the back yard. "Chad what are you yelling abou..., what's in the big box??" "This my family, is the family's new entertainment system. It's a new 50" TV, which right now is pretty useless. That's until Monday when the phone, cable, and internet is installed." Jenni despite her best attempt couldn't contain her excitement which of course was amplified by the enchantment, began jumping around. "Yippee!, TV next week. I want first dibs to watch the Power Babies cartoon." Chad couldn't contain how pleased he was in seeing everyone happy about the good news. "Jenni we're going to choose fairly, we'll all pick a number out of the hat. The person that gets the lucky number gets to choose what we'll watch first." With no small amount of disappointment, being four years old, Jenni responded with. "Oh, ok..." It was a welcomed relief instead of having to focus on being concerned of discovery in Berryville, now being focused on the excitement of having TV and internet. It was a long weekend for Chad and Cindy, which had nothing to do with the TV. Thankfully due to the enchantment that both girls were under, Jenni more so than Caitlyn, they barely noticed the slight difference in Chad's and Cindy's interaction. Monday evening: After most of the evening of watching Nick Jr., since Caitlyn won the program choosing game much to Jenni's disappointment, both girls were ready for bed by 10:00 pm. It's amazing how much energy the girls have, which leaves no doubt it being much more than when they both were grown men. Still even being little girls now, expending the amount of energy they do in a single day, has to be paid for in being tired by 10 pm. Once both girls had been bathed, dressed for bed, and tucked in. Cindy came in and sat beside Chad on the sofa. "Well we survived an awkward weekend and the first day of TV, now do you think it's time we talk?" With a slight mischievous smile Chad asks." Talk about what love?" With a slight giggle Cindy answers his question. "Don't you do that cute British act with me mister, you know what!" "Ah, you mean you not being sure if I am truly human or not?" After a pause Cindy begins. "Ok I do believe your human Chad, but how's it even possible you being over 150 years old, not to mention the weird telepathy stuff!?" After clearing his throat. "Cindy the Shamans and humans, went down different evolutionary paths thousands of years ago. Humans focused on cultivation, tool and weapons making, while the Shamans went down a different path. Sure, the Shamans did that as well to some degree like their human cousins, but they continued to develop their instinctual abilities they used in their more primitive days. It was that focus on instinct that evolved into the abilities that the Shamans now possess." "Ok Chad, where do these Harpies come from? Were they normal humans at one time?" "No, the ancient Indian tribes had a name for them, which translates to "Star People". "Wait, are you saying they're aliens...?" "No one knows for sure, but that's where I'd place my bet." "How long have they been here?" "I'd say the better part of a thousand years." "You mean since the middle ages!?" "Maybe just a bit longer than that. What the Shamans learned about them is, that their value system is much different than ours. They can be more malevolent. They can do some amazing feats that defy physical laws as we know them. Thankfully due to the level of evolution that the Shamans had made with their intuitive gifts, they acted as a buffer of how much the Harpies could influence humanity. "So, this is where this conflict emerged that you told me about when we first met.?" "Yes, just after the beginning of the 20th century one of the Shamans came across a woman that claimed she'd been changed from a man to a nine-year-old girl in 1892. Then in 1918, there was an article in the paper that said an eight-year-old girl claimed she'd been changed from a man into the little girl that she was. That's when I was given the assignment to see if there was Harpy involvement." "I take it there was...?" "Yes and no. Ms. Beth broke ranks in what the Harpies allowed. Not to mention there was the Salem incident." "What is that?" What was happening by Chad and Cindy, neither being consciously aware of it, they were getting closer together on the sofa. "During the 17th century in Salem Mass. it was discovered that a plant called Witch Hazel could ward off what was thought to be evil spirits. A clan of Harpies had set up shop in Salem. They were trying to test the possibility of the enslavement of humans. Needless to say, when the colonist discovered the Witch Hazel plant, they were able to use it with deadly results on the Harpies." "You mean, the Salem Witch Hunts were in actuality about Harpies!?" By this time there was very little room between Chad and Cindy, Chad made the statement of "isn't it amazing how history works?" After a pause, Cindy looked into Chads eyes. "Do you think we're establishing history here?" In not being able to stop his feelings, Chad responds. "Cindy, it's our history in how we make it." With that the two leaned forward gently touching their lips to each other. Within minutes of passionate kissing, the two went into Cindy's bedroom for the remainder of the night. The next morning Caitlyn caught Chad coming out of the Cindy's bedroom while she was up using the bathroom. During breakfast later on in the morning, the two girls were giggling between each other. In relying on her new maternal instincts she'd developed; Cindy knew there was something up with Caitlyn and Jenni. "Alright you two out with it, what's the secret joke?" It was Caitlyn that with a mischievous grin directed at both Cindy and Chad. "It's my guess that there was a visit last night after Jenni and I went to bed, correct?" Failing miserably, Cindy tried her best in being as innocent as she could. "There was nobody that came to the house, we don't even know anyone except a few of the sales people we've met since moving here." Giggling Jenni said. "Caitlyn didn't means somebody came from somewhere else, her means there was a visit between two peoples here at the house." With a small chuckle, Chad spoke up. "Cindy, I think we were busted since Caitlyn saw me coming out of your room this morning. What would you girls think if Cindy and I began being like real married people?" With a conspiratorial grin Caitlyn looked over at Jenni. "Jenni should I ask them?" This piqued Cindy's curiosity, ask us what? "Come on Caitlyn, you have to tell now." Jenni smiling ear to ear told Caitlyn, "go ahead it a gooders idea." Caitlyn finishing up her juice, fidgeted nervously in her chair. "Since you two are going to be like real married people, Jenni and I would like to start acting like real sisters." Now it was Chad's turn to chip into the conversation. "How exactly would that be?" Caitlyn looked at Jenni to prompt her to finish up their sales pitch. "Caitlyn and me became friends when mommy and me gots to the hotel. That was when you two were planning what was going to happens next. Since we've been here's in Berryville and havings our own room, we been talking it be so much more fun if we hads just one room we shared." With a surprised look on her face Cindy asked the two girls. "So, you two want to share a room like real sisters?" With a broad smile on her face, Jenni hops down out of her chair and walks between where Chad and Cindy were sitting. "Yes please." Upon Cindy looking at Chad. "Well daddy, since you and I are going to be acting like a real married couple, I don't see why these girls can't start acting like real sisters." Chad responds', "it just means I'm going to have to move some furniture." Caitlyn looks at Chad. "Daddy, Jenni and I will help you because it looks like we're becoming a family." With that Cindy giggled. "Yes daddy Caitlyn's right, it does look like we're becoming a family." Chad just sat there shaking his head when Jenni asked. "What is it daddy?" "I'm just trying to think how I'm going to put this in my report to my Shaman Tribe." Then it was everyone's turn to laugh. Alice Lawson, the checkout lady at the Qwik and EZ Market turned out to be a perfect conduit for Cindy William's social life in Berryville. Even her husband Fred, talked Chad into meeting the guys at a local Diner called, The Greasy Spoon, for breakfast on Saturday mornings. With no small amount of misgivings Chad and Cindy even used Alice's 16-year-old niece, Felicity Brice, in babysitting Caitlyn and Jenni a couple times while the two adults went to enjoy a dinner and a movie with each other. Before everyone knew it, Summer had turned into pre-Fall. School was enrolling for grades Kindergarten through sixth grade. It was time to enroll Caitlyn into Berryville Grade School. While holding on to Jenni's hand and filling out forms of the school's front office for Caitlyn, Cindy recognized a pretty dark-haired lady enrolling her little boy; that she'd remembered seeing when Chad and she was on a recent dinner and movie night. "Hello I hope I'm not interrupting, but weren't you and your husband at Henson's Diner a couple of weeks ago? My name is Cindy Williams." The dark-haired lady turned from combing her son's hair, a little boy that looked to be Caitlyn's current age, smiled at Cindy. "I thought I recognized you. Yes, my husband Pete and I were there celebrating our ninth wedding anniversary, my name is Jillian Bruce." "This little guy here, that I'm trying to get two hairs going the same way, is my seven- year old son Dennis Bruce." "Is he going to be in Mrs. Stewart's class?" "Why yes he is. " Cindy could see that both Caitlyn's and Jenni's enchantment was in full force as both girls were holding on to the back of her dress while she talked to this lady." These two shy girls of mine is my seven-year-old Caitlyn, she'll be in Dennis's class. This one behind my left leg is my four-year-old Jenni. Say hi girls." With that Caitlyn and Jenni came around to the front of their mommy and spoke to the lady. "Cindy, I got all the papers that Dennis needed signed. How are you doing with Caitlyn?" "I just signed the last form when I noticed you." "Great, Miss Brunson just came and gathered up the kids that are going to be in her kindergarten class. Mrs. Riley will be here any moment for her first-grade class. When we get our little ones settled in, would you and Jenni like to join me at the new breakfast place called "The Coffee Mug"? I hear it's got great waffles that I'm sure Jenni would like." "I wonder if they'd have booster chairs for Jenni?" "The one day that Pete took Dennis fishing I decide to join my girlfriend Elly and her little three-year-old Franky there, they had booster chairs then." "Ok, sounds perfect. Let me call the house and let Chad know that Jenni and I will be a little late coming home." "Great, I'll call Pete and let him know I'll be home a little later as well." Later at the diner: After the little blonde waitress had seated the two ladies and got Jenni settled into her booster chair. "So Cindy I take it your husband, your girls, and you aren't natives of Berryville?" "No, we moved here at the beginning of the summer from out of state," "I hear a Texas accent, are you guys from Texas?" "I am, my husband is British." "Oh, how cool. Pete and I both grew up around here, I'm actually from Winchester. How did a girl from Texas meet a guy from England?" "We actually met in Pennsylvania when I was on a sales seminar. We fell in love, and the rest is history. How did you and your husband meet?" "Pete is a construction supervisor, and I'm a secretary for the same company. At the company Christmas party, fate just crossed our paths. What kind of work does, what's your husband's name?" "Chadwick Williams, he hates when he's called that. So, I just call him that when we argue. Which hasn't happened in a long time, so I mostly call him sweet heart or Chad. He's a consultant, basically he makes money sitting at home" Jenni was just looking around the diner, being bored as the two adult ladies got to know each other. The young waitress brought the ladies their coffees and a coloring printout and crayons for Jenni. "Ok, now to get down to business of ordering. Jenni dear, what kind of pancakes would you like. I see they have blueberry pancakes, would you like those?" "Yes mommy, and stick sausages to?" All of the role playing that the pseudo Williams family had done over the Summer was really paying off. As long as Caitlyn does well in school today, Jenni and Cindy seemed to be holding their own in expanding their social circle in Berryville. A bemused Jillian Bruce looked at Cindy with a questioning expression on her face. Laughingly Cindy Williams shed light on what Jenni was talking about. "Stick sausage is what Jenni calls link sausages." With a smile developing on her face, Jillian responds." Aw, how cute. You know, my sister-in-law and brother has a little girl about Jenni's age. Would you mind if I called Charlene and ask if she and Penny, her daughter, wants to join us? My brother's house is only about a block over, if Charlene isn't too busy, she'd love to meet you especially since your two girls are the same age." "I don't mind, and I don't think Jenni would mind." Within 15 minutes Charlene Carter and her daughter Penny had joined Cindy and Jillian. Once Penny had been placed in a booster chair next to Jenni, the ladies began to get to know each other. Jillian, being a good hostess began introducing Charlene and Cindy. "Cindy, I didn't tell you before that I prefer to be simply called Jill and we call Charlene, Char." "Nice to meet you Char." "How did you meet Jill?' "My other little girl Caitlyn, is in the same class as Dennis." "Oh, then she's in Vicky's classroom then." Jill looked over at Cindy to clarify who her sister-in-law was talking about. "That would be as in Miss Vicky Stewart." With a look of realization of who Char was referring to, Cindy smiles and responds. "Ah, ok. Then Miss Stewart is about the same age as the rest of us?" "Jill, you and Vicky are the same age aren't you, 35 years old?" With a laugh Jill Bruce replies to her sister-in-law's question. "Shh! that's a tightly held secret." With a smile Cindy interjects. "Don't be too embarrassed Jill, I'm only three years younger than you." At that time the waitress brought more coffee and the breakfast that the ladies had ordered during their chatting. Both Jenni and Penny began enjoying their pancakes and stick sausages. Charlene looks over at Cindy and asks. "So you're 32, how old is your husband" "He's a little older than me." At that time Jill cut in. "Char, her husband is British." Charlene looks over at Cindy and good naturedly mentions. "You don't sound British." Giggling Cindy replies. "No I'm from Texas, long story." Taking a break from her omelet, Jill responds after doing some thinking. "You know ladies with Vicky, Char, Cindy, along with myself being roughly the same age; Char and Vicky just signed up for yoga classes, maybe we all can do that together." Char struck by how good the idea sounded, filled things in with some input of her own. "With Vicky teaching, the only time she has is Saturday morning. Aunt Bea's Acadamy is open for a half a day on Saturdays, so I could drop Penny off there." Cindy was beginning to like the idea, and was excited that she actually knew some of the other people that made up Berryville. "Yes, that's Mrs. Lawson's sister." Impressed with Cindy, Char asks. "So, you know Alice? I was under the impression you were new here." Feeling a little prideful, Cindy replies. "We've been here since the beginning of Summer; Mrs. Lawson was one of the first people that I'd met." Jill laughingly adding her two cents to the exchange. "Alice is somewhat of an institution here in Berryville. She's a bit of a busybody, but very sweet. Char I think you have a great idea, what do you think Cindy? Also, it'll let Jenni have Penny as a playmate." Cindy enthusiastically replies. "I like it, I'll bring this up to Chad during dinner tonight. Speaking of, I need to get back to the house. Lunch isn't that far away; Chad gets grouchy when he's hungry." Noticing Jenni had fallen to sleep after having eaten her pancakes and being bored with the grownups chatting, fell asleep. Cindy washing off the syrup on Jenni's face with a napkin, that ended up on her little girl's face instead of in her belly. Cindy lifted Jenni out of her booster chair, and began saying her good-byes to her new friends while holding Jenni in her arms. The ladies having set the stage for a new developing friendship, gave each other good bye hugs and went their separate ways. Not knowing that on the horizon, a storm in the making was brewing. Epilog As the Summer progressed, the girls began to develop a closer sister bond, as well as Chad and Cindy developing deeper love for each other. Their lives in Berryville is just beginning, many aspects of this story are developing simultaneously. You now have not only has Rick Turner been missing for over a year and half now, but Tammy Wallace is missing as well. This of course leads us to what has to be a very angry Denise Turner. In the time since Tammy's rescue of Jenni, Denise has been in constant contact with the (person) responsible for Jenni's existence now instead of Rick's. This (person) would be none other than Ms. Beth. Due to this turn of events, Ms. Beth's commercial endeavors has caused the potential spotlight to be shown onto the Harpy community, which is not received well by the community. The Shamans continue to support the Williams, but is Chad's camouflage enchantment going to be good enough over an extended period to protect the small family in Berryville. With Caitlyn's enrollment into Berryville's grade school, how seamless will that be. Once Caitlyn is in school, what will four-year-old Jenni's life be like then? Over time it will be inevitable that Chad and Cindy Williams are going to be pulled into the social structure of Berryville, will that cause potential peril for the sleep little town? There are many unanswered questions for this young family on the run. My question to you, could you leave some feedback to let me know whether to explore these directions for the Williams's? I hope you enjoyed the storyline thus far. :)