"Boy Parts"

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It was a normal morning and Davis had just gotten out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair slightly shaggy from drying it with a towel.

A knock was heard at his door and he walked over, opening it to reveal Cordelia.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"We're gathering in the ancestry room. I'm going to be going over the rules. I want everyone down there for it." Cordelia told him as she kept her eyes on his face.

"Okay, I'll get dressed be down soon." Davis nodded.

Nodding at that, Cordelia then moved on to one of the others' rooms.

Zoe and Madison then walked out of their shared room, their eyes automatically landing on Davis who hadn't closed his door yet.

"Damn! Ever consider being a swimsuit model?" Madison smirked.

Looking over his half naked body, Davis rolled his eyes.

He knew that, out of all the DigiDestined males, he was the one who had the best-looking body.

He was tall and had muscles in all the right places, but it seemed like the blonds of the group who had less muscles and prettier faces got the most attention.

Perhaps American girls preferred his masculine appearance and the Japanese girls liked pretty boys better.

"And deal with all those catty bitches? No thanks." Davis shook his head.

Zoe was blushing and was trying to not stare at Davis, but it was difficult not to since he was just standing there, not having an issue with anyone looking at him.

It was clear that he was very confident with his body.

She only looked away when Davis closed the door, so he could get dressed.

"Well, it looks like you have someone to take your mind off of that frat boy, huh?" Madison teased Zoe.

"Shut up." Zoe huffed as she made her way downstairs.

Pulling on a pair of jeans and white t-shirt, Davis joined the witches in the ancestry room and listened to Queenie as she told them the story on how she was found.

Queenie had been working at a fast food chicken restaurant and had been harassed by a customer.

Angered, she shoved her arm in the deep fryer and used her pain transference powers to affect the man.

His arm had been covered in burns.

"Did they send you to jail?" Nan asked once the story was told.

"No. There were witnesses and none of them actually had seen me throw the oil. But it made the local news paper and that's how Ms. Cordelia found me." Queenie explained.

"You didn't want to join us at first." Cordelia smiled at the memory.

"I grew up on white girl shit like Charmed and Sabrina the Teenage Cracker." Queenie scoffed.

Davis snorted at what she said, finding it amusing.

"I didn't know there were black witches. But as it turns out I'm an heir to Tituba. She was a house slave in Salem. She was the first to be accused of witchcraft. So, technically, I'm a part of your tribe." Queenie said looking pleased of her ancestry.

"Is this where we all hold hands and sing kumbaya?" Madison taunted.

"Bitch, I will eat you!" Queenie snapped.

"Hey! Hey! You guys have got to start taking care of each other. We have enough enemies on the outside." Cordelia scolded.

Just then, Spalding walked into the room and two men were following behind him.

Everyone grew confused and nervous at the sight of the outsiders, wondering who they were and why they were in their home.

Feeling a sense of overprotection coming over him, Davis stood from his seat and moved to stand beside Cordelia, looking over the old white man and younger African American man.

"Who are you?" Davis demanded.

"Detective Sanchez, NOPD Homicide. And my partner, Detective Stiles." The older man said flashing his badge.

"What's this about?" Cordelia asked them.

"We'd like to have a word with this gentleman and two of your girls." Sanchez said looking at Davis, Zoe and Madison.

The trio shared a look, all of them knowing why the police were there while Cordelia was worried over what trouble they had gotten into.

Cordelia led the group into her office and Zoe automatically clung to Davis, seeking comfort from him.

Madison locked her pinky around the hem of Davis' shirt, feeling a bit attached to the male witch after he had saved her from the rapists the night before.

Once in the office, the three students sat down and stared up at the police men as they were asked questions about the night of the accident.

"When a movie star like you shows up at a fraternity house, people are gonna pay attention to where you go and who you go with. Lots of people saw you go into the back room with some of the guys on the bus." Sanchez said.

"What does this have to do with the bus flipping?" Zoe asked as she played with Davis' hand.

Madison glanced over at her, silently telling her not to talk.

"These are teenagers. How could they possibly do that? This all seems silly." Cordelia defended her students.

"I'm just looking for someone who had a motive to hurt those guys. Who could've screwed with the breaks or the steering column. Maybe whatever happened in that room was upsetting." Sanchez said.

"Shouldn't we have a lawyer here or something?" Zoe asked.

"We're just talking. Did you know any of those boys? Had you met them before?" Sanchez questioned.

"No, we barely met them that night." Madison spoke up.

She then looked over at Zoe who shook her head while Davis remained silent, keeping his eyes on the police men.

"They tried to take me into the back room to get me high, but I said no." Madison answered.

"She's sober." Zoe added.

"Except vodka." Madison smirked.

Davis rolled his eyes at that, knowing that the girl couldn't help herself.

"Uh, Madison has a wicked sense of humor. But, in fact, she's come a long way with her addiction issues, we're very proud of her." Cordelia said, and Madison smiled.

Sanchez then turned his attention onto Zoe and pulled out a picture.

"Can I ask why you visited one of the survivors in the hospital?" He asked as he held the picture out.

Everyone stared in shock at the image of Zoe walking through the hospital, dressed in the outfit she had worn on the field trip.

Feeling the eyes on her, Zoe grew nervous and her grip on Davis' hand tightened.

He then started rubbing his thumb over her hand, trying to provide comfort for her.

"I felt bad for him. We just met him the night before. He seemed nice." Zoe faked a smile.

"He died right after you left." Sanchez stated.

"Well, the bus crash was pretty destructive. Maybe he succumbed to his wounds." Davis suggested.

"Not in the way he died." Stiles shook his head.

"The doctors can't quite figure out how, but when we checked you out, we noticed another boy you knew died the same way right before you got here. A boy named Charles Taylor." Sanchez brought up.

Zoe began to hyperventilate, and Davis was quick to step in before the Black Widow witch lost it.

"Okay, that's enough!" Davis ordered.

The men stood to attention and Cordelia looked at Davis, realizing what he was doing.

"Now, listen up. You will hand over whatever information you have on us. Then, you're going to leave this place and never return. Understood?" Davis ordered.

"Yes." The men said.

They had no choice but to listen to Davis as he used Concilium on them.

Leaving the papers they had collected on the teens on the table, they then left the office.

Feeling his head ache, Davis sat back down in his chair and rubbed at his forehead.

When he went inside of the detectives' minds, it was a bit difficult.

He had to focus his power on getting through their minds and willing them to do what he wished.

"What did you do to them?" Madison asked once they were gone.

"Concilium." Someone answered.

All eyes moved to the doorway to see the Supreme standing there, regarding Davis with a smug expression.

"Mother." Cordelia frowned.

Everyone stared at Fiona as she walked into the office.

"The ability to control the will of others. Nice work, little Blackwell. They shouldn't be snooping around here again. And as for you two, don't do anything else that'll bring the cops to our door." Fiona glared at Zoe and Madison.

Both girls felt nervous under the Supreme's hardened gaze.

Davis groaned and rubbed at his head and Cordelia poured him a glass of water.

"Are you okay?" Zoe asked reaching over and placing a hand on his arm.

"I never did that with two people before. And that Stiles guy, his head was difficult to get inside of." Davis said as he accepted the glass and drank from it.

"Don't worry. Your powers will grow, and you'll be able to do it without much difficulty." Cordelia told him.

She couldn't help but feel proud of him for being able to accomplish this goal.

"Zoe, Madison, let's go have a little talk." Fiona ordered.

"Mother, things were handled. You don't need to-"

"Quiet, Delia! Girls, now." Fiona gave them a look.

She appeared angered by the fact that they had led the police to the academy and was going to give them a harsh, wiccan scolding for it.

The two girls did as they were told, and Davis watched.

"She's not going to hurt them, is she?" Davis asked.

"No, of course not. She's mostly likely going to yell at them and tell them the rules of what happens when strangers show up on our door step. Why don't you go outside and get some fresh air? It'll help settle your mind." Cordelia advised.

"Yeah. I was actually planning on going to the market and picking a few things up. Do you need anything while I'm out?" Davis asked.

"I'll get you a list and some money." Cordelia smiled down at him.

Cordelia was beginning to give off a very motherly vibe to Davis and he regretted how rude he had originally been to her when he first arrived.

She was a good woman and cared for her students, that was obvious to see.

Her aura was always a pleasant yellow and loving pink color, showing how much she cared for the students here, even if they were being rude or disrespectful to her.

Once Davis was given the list and money, Davis found Zoe and pulled her into his room to speak with her in private.

"What's going on?" Zoe asked bewildered.

"I know a way to bring Kyle back." Davis explained.

Eyes growing wide in shock, Zoe then jumped onto the idea of bringing Kyle back.

He was kind and didn't deserve to die.

Kyle had wanted to help people and do good things with his life.

Now, he would be able to get a second chance.

"How do we do that?" Zoe asked gripping at Davis' arms.

"There's a spell in my grimoire. We just need to get some ingredients and then go see the body. It'll be a simple resurrection spell." Davis told her.

"Let's do it." Zoe nodded.

With that said, the duo went off to the market and bought the groceries and ingredients they would need for the spell.

Arriving at the morgue, Davis used his telekinesis to unlock the door and the two witches snuck inside, searching for Kyle's body.

"Okay, it'll simple. All we have to do is mix the ingredients together, say the spell and kiss the corps." Davis explained.

"Wait, what? We have to kiss him? Why?" Zoe asked.

"Lips to lips, it symbolizes us breathing new life into him. It's okay. We're not, like, marrying the Devil or something. We're just bringing someone back from the dead. It'll be fine." Davis assured.

"And you're okay with that? I man, kissing a guy?" Zoe questioned.

"Yeah. I'm fine with it. I mean, it's gross that he's dead, but t needs to be done." Davis shrugged.

"Oh. So, are you, like…." Zoe trailed off.

Becoming amused, Davis looked back at Zoe and saw her blushing and looking nervous.

"I'm Bi." Davis stated, and Zoe seemed relieved by the news.

Snickering at the girl's reaction, Davis held Zoe's hand as he led her further into the morgue.

Once they stepped into the room where the bodies were kept and turned the lights on, the two witches' eyes grew wide in horror.

The bodies of the frat boys had been torn off and it appeared that the workers of the morgue were trying to figure out which body part belonged to which boy.

"Oh, shit. Fuck. How in the hell did this happen? How could that crash have done this?" Davis asked.

"What do we do now? I mean, we can't bring him back if the body is dismantled, can we?" Zoe asked with tears in her eyes.

"Actually, we can." Davis said.

Finding the bag filled with Kyle's body parts, Davis looked them over and saw that his head, one of his legs, arms and a foot had been found.

Zoe gasped in horror at the sight and tears fell from her eyes.

"Okay, we can do this. We just need to find the body parts that match the others and sew him back together. Then we can perform the spell." Davis explained.

"Can we really do it?" Zoe cried.

"Yes, we can. We can do this. We just have to look through the bodies. I'll handle the…lower part, though." Davis said, and Zoe blushed as she realized what he meant.

With that said, the two witches went and started looking over the body parts.

Zoe, who had looked over many pictures of Kyle from his blog, knew that he didn't have any tattoos and he had even stated in his profile that he was against them, which made it easier.

As for finding Kyle's waist, Davis had to try and use Divination to locate it by touching the man's head and focussing.

It took a while, but he had finally managed to find it and the duo started sewing the body parts together.

Once that was complete, Davis washed his hands of the blood and started working on the spell, mixing the ingredients together.

Zoe stood back and watched as Davis did this, amazed by how easily potion craft came to him.

"Okay, this needs to be poured down his throat. I need you to do this while I recite the spell. After that, we kiss him and breathe new life into him, okay?" Davis stood up with the bowel and grimoire.

"Yeah, I can do that." Zoe nodded as she took the bowel.

Opening the grimoire to the page where the spell was located, Davis began to chant, and Zoe opened Kyle's mouth, pouring the potion inside.

The room seemed to be vibrating with energy and Zoe felt nervous, looking around her, worried that something bad would happen.

Davis didn't pay attention to her, too busy with his chanting, focusing his power into the spell to make sure it worked.

Once the spell was complete, he leaned down and placed his lips against Kyle's, breathing fresh air into his lungs.

Blushing at the sight, Zoe tried to shake any naughty thoughts out of her head before she did the same.

A loud clap of thunder was heard, startling Zoe and she leapt back into Davis' chest.

"It's done. Now we just wait for him to wake up." Davis said, and he rubbed her back.

Turning to look at the body, Zoe started to feel anxious as they waited for Kyle to wake up.

She wondered what they would tell him and how he would react to being brought back from the dead.

Footsteps were then heard making the duo grow tense and their heads snapped over to look at the door.

"Shit. Hide!" Davis whispered.

Dusking down under the table, they hid down there and prayed that they wouldn't be found.

The door was opened by a security guard and the man took a look around the room, his eyes landing on the complete body of Kyle.

"What the hell is this?" He muttered in horror.

He couldn't believe that someone had stitched the body back together and wondered what type of freak would do something like this.

Twitching in her nervous state, Zoe accidentally hit her leg against the table and it caught the security guard's attention.

Grabbing his flash light, he turned it on and shined it on their faces.

"Get out here and put your hands up. Slowly." The man ordered.

Standing up, Davis helped Zoe and then turned his attention onto the man, ready to use Concilium to save them from being arrested, but movement from the table stopped him.

Kyle rose from the table and looked at the security guard with a wild look in his eyes.

He then attacked the guard making Zoe scream at him to stop and Davis raced over, grabbing Kyle's arms, but he had already broken the man's neck.

"Shit! This wasn't supposed to happen. Something went wrong with the spell." Davis said.

Groaning and whining in confusion, Kyle leaned against Davis and the raspberry haired witch simply patted his back, trying to provide comfort.

Kyle's soul was in the body, but it seemed like his ability to talk and react properly hadn't returned.

"What do you mean? What went wrong?" Zoe asked him.

"It must be because we had to sew his body back together. That would have screwed things up. We need to get him out of here before someone else shows up." Davis said.

Finding clothing, Zoe handed them over to Davis and he dressed Kyle in them, but he was having a difficult time since the boy kept pawing at the two witches, whining for attention.

Once that was done, they took him out to the car and quickly got inside, Kyle insisting to sit in Davis' lap while Zoe drove the car.

"Why is he so needy?" Zoe asked Davis as she drove down the crowded road.

"Uh, well, there's a rumor that says when you bring a person back from the dead, and if they had feelings for you or an attraction to you before they died, then they get pretty clingy. Since we brought him back, he's going to be feeling attached to us." Davis explained.

This was proven true as Kyle reached out for Zoe, but Davis linked their fingers together and ran his fingers through the dirty blond curls to try and calm him down.

"Oh god, this is awful. Kyle, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to help you. But this…I don't know, maybe it would have been better if you stayed dead, but I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I never tried." Zoe cried.

Just then, a blonde-haired woman with blue eyes popped up from the back seat.

"I forgive you." She said with a southern twang.

Zoe screamed in shock and the car swerved because of her fright and Davis reached over to right the car.

"Even though you did lead me out here." The woman said.

"How the hell did you get back there?" Davis demanded as he tried to calm a startled Kyle.

"Turn around. Make a right." The woman told Zoe.

(In the swamp…)

The Cajun woman had led Davis and Zoe to her cabin in the swamp and she started caring for Kyle.

She was using a strange, stinky mixture to heal his wounds and Kyle remained still, hand gripping onto Davis'.

A record player was playing Fleetwood Mac in the background.

"Do you really think that's going to work?" Zoe asked the woman.

"Oh, I know it will. This stuff is the shit. Literally. Louisiana swamp is full of Spanish moss and alligator dung which has amazing healing properties. Mother Nature has an answer for everything. It healed me when I was burned alive." The woman said as she stood up with the bucket.

"You're Misty Day. You're the witch Cordelia told us about. Everyone thinks you're dead. But of course you're not. You have the power of resurgence." Zoe realized.

Misty smiled at that.

"Power of resurgence. I like the sound of that. We have so much to teach each other, Zoe, Davis." Misty grinned.

"Maybe we do." Zoe said as she stared at Kyle and Davis.

Kyle seemed to be twitching and Davis kneeled down in front of him, cupping his face and gently whispering words of support to him.

"I always knew there were others like me, but I had no idea how to find you. But today I was meditating in the woods and my heart started racing and my teeth started vibrating. Something was calling to me. I had no idea what t was, but I knew I had to follow. And it was you, Zoe. Your magic brought me there." Misty told her.

"No, it wasn't me. Davis was the one who cast the spell. I just helped." Zoe shook her head.

"Zoe's still new and kind of nervous about using her powers. But she'll get the hang of it pretty soon. I know that." Davis spoke up.

Kyle appeared calmer now and was still clinging onto Davis.

"Well, either way, I'm so grateful. Now I'm not alone." Misty smiled happily as she sat down.

Misty then started singing along to the music playing and turned it up a bit as she did so.

"So, you a fan of the White Witch?' Davis smirked.

"Yeah! She's my hero! Before you two, she was the only one I knew about." Misty said excitedly.

Davis smiled at the woman who was clearly a White Witch as well.

She radiated with a pure white aura, radiating happiness and innocence.

"White Witch?" Zoe frowned in confusion.

"Stevie Nicks. When you listen to her lyrics and see her, you can feel this wiccan vibe from her." Davis explained.

"She's an actual witch?" Zoe asked astonished.

"Listen to the lyrics." Misty took Zoe's hand and brought her over to listen.

They listened to the song, Rhiannon, as it played on.

"This song was her anthem. Doesn't it just penetrate your soul and tell you everything you've felt in your whole life?" Misty asked.

"I actually prefer 'The Seven Wonders' and 'Edge of Seventeen'." Davis said making Misty grin at him.

"Um, we really should be going." Zoe stood up.

"Going? What do you mean?" Misty asked looking panicked.

"Our school. I'm sure they're wondering where we are. We just have to figure out where to take him." Zoe said walking over to Kyle.

"He can stay here with me. I'll heal him. And then, when you come back, he'll be good as new." Misty smiled.

Sensing that he was going to be left, Kyle clung to Zoe and Davis, wanting them to stay with him.

"Hey, it's okay. We're going to come back. I promise. But we need to go home before they send a search party for us." Davis comforted the boy.

"You're really gonna come back?" Misty asked looking scared.

Looking up at the older woman, Davis could tell that she was scared of being abandoned.

He supposed that she felt that way since her friends had burned her at the stake.

"Yeah, don't worry about it. We'll be back soon." Davis placed a hand on Misty's shoulder.

Feeling comforted, Misty smiled up at him.

She could tell that he was an honest and kind person, which explained why Kyle and Zoe were both comforted by his presence.

Getting back to the car, the two witches relaxed as they drove back to the school.

Thankfully, they weren't in trouble for being late and handed the groceries over to Spalding before they rushed up to Davis' room to relax.

As soon as Davis got to his bed, he collapsed on top of it and groaned tiredly.

"God, what a day." Davis groaned.

Feeling just as drained, Zoe shrugged off her sweater and tossed it onto the floor before crawling onto the bed with Davis.

"What are we going to do now?" Zoe asked.

"We'll have to find a way to help Kyle out. His soul is there. He knows how to talk and move, but right now, he can't do it. We have to figure out how to get him to do it properly. I just don't know how. Maybe there's a way to heal his body and that'll help." Davis explained.

Rolling into his side, Zoe clutched at Davis' shirt and breathed in his scent, feeling at ease.

She was usually a more confident person, but ever since she found out she was a witch, she felt like she was becoming far too timid.

Davis helped her feel better and he had confidence in her to be a great witch.

Maybe she would be able to be a great witch one day when she finally got over her nerves and regained her confidence.

The end.