Hulllo, I only made some adjustments to this chapter mostly spelling or word usage wise. IT was mainly just to get both of my stories updated since I actually did add a new chapter (gasp, I know) to the sequel to this story. Family ties. So all of you have read before I hope you will like my addition and those of you who haven't I hope you like it at all.

Shity piece of AAAGGGHHHH Anywho being as this is my first fic I am having lots of Problems w/ it. SO this should be the version I had originally wanted to post up.

Spike walked out into the bright sunlight. His mind wandering as it had become used to doing. He always thought about the time, the years that had gone by; eight years… it had been eight years since he had… gone. Why had he left? To die? To find out if he was really alive? It didn't matter now . He'd been in a Coma for three years and spent the last five trying to pretend that everything was back to normal. Ha Normal that wasn't exactly something he ever knew.

Things had almost been back to normal; it was like the beginning all over again. Just him and Jet no mutts, no Kids and No women. Especially ones with bitchy attitudes that were inconsiderate and dressed like whores. Speaking of Faye that was why he was here on Earth. His first time back on the planet in eight years. They had stopped by but he had never gone down to the surface; Jet always got whatever they needed.

He squinted against the rays of sun that were bombarding his eyes trying to see where the Café was that he was supposed to meet Faye at. He still wasn't sure why he was here, or why he had even offered to come down. The thing that surprised him the most was that Faye had said ok. Ok, well she hadn't really said anything he had hung up to fast for her to argue. But why he had wanted to see her again chewed at the back of his mind. Maybe he missed her. No, that couldn't be it. I was her voice there was something about her voice that had made him want to come down. He remembered 4 days earlier when she had been shoved back into his life.

Spike had walked in on Jet on a portable phone. It had briefly caught his attention because he didn't even know Jet owned one and that people still used those old things when they could just use the monitor. He knew that he must have been talking to someone on earth cause the range couldn't be far enough for any ware else. Deciding it wasn't interesting Spike moved past him and got some food from the fridge eating it at the small table in the center of the room. Only semi eavesdropping; it sounded like Jet was talking to a kid.

"Yeah, I bet that was fun. Did you beat em?"

"--"

"Yeah."

"--"

"Uh huh." Jet laughed, a full-hearted good-natured laugh. Spike was surprised; Jet didn't laugh like that.

"Yeah so how's Ein doing?"

Ein, he must be talking to Ed but she had to be twenty- one by now surely she still didn't act like a kid.

"--"

"That's great."

"--"

"Oh ok You put her on then. And remember to behave yourself. And give Ein a hug for me."

"—"

"Yes, give her 2 for me."

Jet's so fatherly, Spike thought as he slurped on his noodles. There was a Pause as the phone switched hands on the other side.

"Hi Faye." Jet replied.

Spike choked on his noodles. Faye, he hadn't talked to her since, not to say that he hadn't thought of her. She occasionally, a lot, passed through is mind, a lot.

Jet was still talking. " Yeah so I heard. So what's that now green belt?"

"--"

"Yeah, Just like..." Jet stopped. Spike looked up from his noodles to see Jet staring right back at him; Jet's eyes changed and he looked through Spike.

"I'm sorry Faye I didn't mean to."

There was another pause then Jet tried to change the subject.

"Spike's here you know."

Spike looked up quickly; why did he have to be the subject of change.

"No, I mean here in the room."

"--"

"Well you should. How bout you talk to him?"

Spike almost choked again. He didn't want to talk to her, or did he? They hadn't spoken in long time and the last time they did it hadn't been on the best of terms. Who was he kidding they never spoke on good terms.

"Well you should," repeated Jet. "Faye, I'm being serious I think you need…" Jet grimaced as Faye yelled at him through the phone. Jet was getting rather red in the face.

"For God's sake Faye he's…" Jet stopped himself and looked at Spike, probably hoping she wouldn't start yelling again, Spike thought.

But there was no such luck, the phone erupted with even louder screams. Spike could even hear a jumbled voice from the phone. Man, she must really not want to talk to me, He wondered why she could be so overly pissed. It couldn't be, nah, that was eight years ago she couldn't still be dwelling on that. Agh, Women.

Jet was yelling back now, "No Faye, He's not you need to learn to grow up and at least talk to him. You're acting like a child." She tried to interrupt. "No Faye, I'm sick of this, I said you're going to and you're going to."

Spike felt the phone roughly shoved against his ear. He grabbed the phone and watched as Jet stood in front of the door. As if he were blocking Spike's only way out.

"Uh, Hello?" Spike said trying not to sound unsure.

There was no answer.

"Um. Faye; you there?"

"What?!" She said in exasperation, but there was something else there as well. A kind of pain and sadness hovering in the back of her voice. The sound of it intrigued him for reasons he couldn't figure out. He wanted to hear her speak some more.

"So How a… how are you?"

Faye scoffed and then sighed. "I'm fine…Spike." It sounded she had forced the last word out.

"We uh, we should talk sometime. Eight years is a long time I'm sure stuff has changed." Why the hell was he being so formal?

Faye was silent for a while.

"A…A lot of things have changed." Faye whispered so that he could barely hear her. Her voice seemed different as if she was somewhere else and not necessarily talking to him.

"Fine then it's settled I'll come down on Friday."

"WHAT!?" Faye, Jet, and his own mind all said in unison. It was like some kind of weird echo.

For some reason his mouth kept moving." Where do you live? I'll stop by around noon."

"I…I live. No, you can't come here."

"Why not?"

"It… It's messy."

"So I don't care."

"A Café. Yes. There is a Café a few miles from my house. We could meet there; it's the Château Café."

"Ok, Friday, Noon, Château Café. Bye, Faye." Spike hung up the phone before Faye had a chance to respond.

"WHAT?! What the hell are you doing?!" Jet asked coming towards the table.

"What?" Spike asked tossing Jet the phone and turning back to his noodles.

"You are going down there?"

"Yeah." He said with a large slurp.

"Why?"

"I don't know," and that was the total truth he had no Idea why he had wanted to go see her. She was, well she was Faye, so he really should have no reason to want to see her. But he did, and he wished he had a reason. "Maybe it's to get off this ship and get away from you for a while."

"Ha, ha funny Spike." Jet turned away and spoke quietly to himself, "I can't believe she let you come."

"Well I didn't really give her a chance to say yes or no. But what should it matter I mean what she can't hate me that much. I mean why, why would she."

"You were dead Spike."

"What the Hell does that have to so with the price of rice in on Jupiter."

"That's why she hasn't talked to you, you were dead."

"But I wasn't I was right here. I've been here for a hell of a long time."

"Not for her you haven't."

"Well just cause I haven't been on earth, what do you mean for you mean to right?" Jet didn't answer his question he just made him more confused. "A lot of things have changed. She's changed she's not the old Faye."

"I talked to her too, don't you think I could figure that out. I'm not as dense as you would like to think I am." He thought for a moment. "You want to know, the reason I'm going down there is because there is something different about her I heard it in her voice she's hiding something and I intend to find out what it is."

Spike expected Jet to roll his eyes or something at him for his childlike behavior. But instead Jet looked at him very seriously and stared at him intensely. Jet grabbed his arm that was resting on the table.

"Don't go digging into this, you might find things that you won't like."

"I'm not digging." Spike said stubbornly.

"Fine, then just promise me, that you won't get involved."

"In what?"

"Just Promise!"

"How can I…"

Jet was glaring at him.

"Fine, whatever."

Jet let go of his arm and walked out of the kitchen. Why did he have to be so overly dramatic? Ok, so something happened to Faye well she was still alive so I couldn't have been that bad. Jet needs to stop being so over protective. Get involved. hmph he didn't want to get damn involved he just wanted to poke around a bit. Gently of course.

Faye heard the phone click off before she had a chance to even register what was happening. He, was coming, coming here. After so long the one person she had both dreaded and wanted to see the person who could destroy everything she had worked for was coming. She hated him so much. She slammed her fist against the counter as she felt her eyes sting. Her knees were getting weak and she let herself fall to the floor her back supported by the kitchen cabinets. She felt an old dull ache fill her heart she had waited so long to see him, she wanted to be happy but her fears were too high.

A small brown eye peaked around the edge of the kitchen counter at Faye. Soft footsteps came towards her and she could feel the pain slipping away. A tiny hand touched her shoulder.

"Mommy, are you ok?"

Faye looked up and seeing him crouching in front of her the tears that she had been fighting finally fell. Why did he have to look so much like…

"Mommy don't cry."

Faye tried to smile and pulled her green haired son into her chest. No he can't take this away from me I won't let him. She would go see him this once but never again, nothing would threaten the happiness of her son. Nothing. She held her son tighter and he returned the tight embrace. Nothing would change.

WHOOOOOHOOOO IT WORKED only after 6 tries!!!!!!!! Happy Happy Tiffo.

Oh and I hope the corny false-subtleness doesn't bother anyone.

HAPPY!!!!!! -4PPJ11!! (I'm kinda happy)