She tiptoed to the kitchen to get herself a little midnight snack. No point in letting anyone wake up to yell at her for eating any of the limited food supply. Quietly, she rustled through the cabinets to find nothing but Ramen and dust.

She muttered to herself and walked back to her room. No sense in worrying about food now. She plopped herself down on her small bed and shut her door. Then, she picked up the remote to her beta videocassette player and hit play.

She watched the video again, hoping that one of the images would leap out at her, but again, nothing.

"What a waste..." she mumbled and laid down. Soon, she was fast asleep.

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Where am I?

What?! You don't know? This is your–our wedding! How could you forget?!

Oh...I'm sorry. Um...who are you again?

Don't tell me you're having another bout of amnesia! How typical!

::slap::

OW! Why the hell did you slap me?!

Maybe it'll knock some sense into you!

Well, it didn't! And it hurt like hell! Didn't your mother ever tell you not to hurt a woman?

My mother never told me anything.

Well, that's too bad.

::punch::

HEY! Why'd you punch me?!

Because you slapped me!

Damnit woman!

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"Agh!" she yelped as she sat up in her bed, sweat rolling down her back. "What the hell was that?" she asked herself and wiped the back of her hand across her forehead. "I need to smoke."

With that, she grabbed her pack of cigarettes and headed to the living room. She sat down on the yellow couch and flipped on the tv.

"Shit..." she muttered, searching for a light. "Forgot a lighter."

"Need a light?"

"Yeah. What are you still up for?" she asked.

"No reason."

"Right." she said as he lit the end of her cigarette for her.

They sat in silence while watching a commercial on the small tv. Then, their link to money, action, and food came onto the screen: Big Shot. It was a weird show; how it would just pop in out of nowhere. Didn't bother them, because they always had some news on a possible bounty, and that's all that really mattered.

"You wanna turn it up?" he asked.

"You wanna shut up?" she snapped bitterly as she reached to turn it up.

"Women..." he muttered.

They listened as the new bounty was announced. It always seemed as if Big Shot only had one at a time...like there was only one bounty for every one in the star system to go after at a time. And again, this didn't phase the two bounty hunters that were glued to the screen.

"That sounds like a decent bounty." she said.

"Three million woolongs? Maybe. I mean, you're still worth that much, right?" he said with a sly grin that she could only make out by the glow of the tv.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny." she said and put out her cigarette in an ash tray on the table in front of her. Now standing she took a step toward her room and stopped, "You wouldn't cash in on my bounty. You need me." she said smoothly.

"We don't need you, Faye. We get along just fine without you." he said flatly.

"No no, I mean you Spike." she said with a glint in her eye, "You need me too much." she said and smiled right into his eyes.

"You wish, shrew." he scoffed and flicked his cigarette butt at her, missing her face by an inch.

She turned back to her original path and went to her room. She closed the door and chuckled to herself. Keep it up Faye. Next time, he'll launch the whole damn couch at you.

She lied down a second time and went back to sleep. She didn't dream this time.

::slurp::

"Mmm...oh that feels nice..." Faye moaned and opened her eyes to see Ein staring right at her, his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

"Thanks pal. That'll cost you." she said to the dog as if he understood her. He whined and scampered off.

"I guess I have that effect on animals." she said and sat up wiping the dog slobber off of her cheek.

"Not only animals, but humans too." Spike said from her doorway. "Jet says breakfast is up."

"Whatever." Faye said and rolled out of bed. She continued to get dressed and headed to the kitchen for food.

"About that bounty I saw last night..." Spike began only to be cut off by Ed doing cartwheels into the kitchen and rolling right into Jet standing at the stove.

"What do you mean, 'You saw?'" Faye shouted to him.

"The bounty we saw..." he corrected himself looking over at Faye with evil eyes. "It's worth three million. I know the area pretty well, and I think it's worth going after." he finished.

"Well, just do your thing. I don't have to tell you twice what to do about these things anymore. You're a big kid now." Jet said with a chuckle.

"Your damn right I am." Spike muttered and slurped down his morning's Ramen. "And I must say, this 'breakfast of champions' is incredibly horrible, Jet."

"Wait til dinner." Jet said with a grin.

"I saw the bounty too! I want in on this." Faye whined while eating her food.

"Go find another one, this one's mine." Spike grumbled, finishing his noodles and headed to Ed for more info.

"Nuh-uh! I saw it too! I'm in on this whether you like it or not!" she said, standing up.

"Whatever," he muttered and sat down next to Ed. "Whatcha' got on this one?"

"Hmm. Let's see!" Ed squealed, "We've got oodles of noodles and poodles, oh my! Ah ha! Prrrrinting!" she babbled.

"Hey Ed, when did you get a printer?" Spike asked looking at the dinky machine.

"I made it out of stuff around here! Like cigarette boxes and chopsticks!" she said.

"Really? Interesting..." he mused and looked back up to see Faye getting ready to leave. "And where are you going missy?"

"With you, to get a part of this bounty." she said with her head held high.

"You better not get in my way." he barked at her and collected the information from Ed's new printer.

Faye walked over and snatched the paper out of his hands and began to read it aloud.

"Hey!" Spike yelled.

"Mine now! Ahem! Let's see here...Our newest bounty head is a lady who goes by the name of Red. What a boring name." Faye said looking disappointed.

"You failed to read the important part, idiot." Spike growled at her.

"And you failed to print it!" she yelled right back at him shoving the paper in his face.

"Errr...Ed? Is there more to this?" Spike turned asking the red-headed girl.

"Coming right up Spike-person!" she chimed in cheerily.

"See. She's still printing it." Spike said and nodded his head while crossing his arms.

"Let me know when you get your act together. You'd think that a printer would be faster nowadays..." Faye said to whoever would listen.

"Ok," Spike cleared his throat. "Our bounty is Red, a 25 year old woman who was last seen on Earth. She is wanted for murder and grand theft. Kinda like you, Faye." Spike smiled as the words came out of his mouth.

"Yeah, one problem, I didn't kill anyone without reason yet."

"So you admit to stealing m money!" he said accusingly.

"Fine. I did. It's not like you're going to get it back from me." she said indifferently.

"We'll see about that..." he said trailing off, "Let's get going if we're going to go after her. I don't want to be stuck with you any longer than I have to." he said pungently.

"You make no sense..." she said to him.

"How so?" he asked with a smirk.

"You say you don't want to be stuck with me longer than you have to, yet you live with me." she said.

"Only because you forced yourself onto the ship." he said reaching for his key and cigarettes and then proceeded to the hangar.

Faye gave up, grabbed her key and cigarettes and headed to her ship. "Let's just get this over with."