She was fed up with living on the bebop. *I'll take the money and go* she thought, *And this time, when they come looking for me, I'll just shoot at them until they leave me alone* She had been wanting to leave, or at least thinking that she wanted to leave for a long time. It was a routine, she would lie in bed and think about leaving, planning it out until she got tired. Maybe tomorrow she sighed out with a yawn, and Faye Valentine fell asleep.

"Faye! Wake up!" 'Argh!!! Get you own!!!' Faye growled at Jet. He sighed, she was always a pain trying to get out of bed. "FAYE!!!" 'What?!' she said, finally fully awakening. "Spikes in a body cast, again, this time he got into a major accident with his starship, Swordfish is a mangled piece of metal right now." 'He's alive huh?' she smirked. "Yes, and until I get back with the parts he's YOUR responsibility." 'My what?! You're leaving me here with blockhead alone?!' "No" Jet said plainly, as Faye sighed with relief. "Not alone, Ed's here." Jet laughed and left the room.

'So, it's just you and me fluffy.' Faye sauntered into the living room seeing Spike stiffly lying on the yellow couch. He moved his eyes to see her; she could tell he wanted to be left alone. * He can't talk, he can't move, he cant even smoke! * She thought * this should be amusing * She knelt in front of his face letting her nose almost touch his, she could see in his eyes that he was uncomfortable. A devious smile crossed her lips, and she moved even closer, her mouth almost against his. Then, she casually brought her lit cigarette to her mouth, inhaling deeply and blowing smoke into his face. His eyes narrowed and he let out a muffled groan. Faye thought she would take her cruelty a step further. 'What's that Spike? You would like the company of the worlds GREATEST hacker Edward?!" She smiled evilly down at Spike, his eyes pleading to her. "Spike person wants to see Edward?!" Ed's childish voice chimed. She plopped down on the floor in front of him and began her mindless yammer about Ein and her tomato. Spike groaned. * Maybe I can do this baby-sitting job after all * Faye thought.

Faye didn't hate Spike; she actually caught herself admiring him often, but then would scold herself. * Never care for anyone who doesn't care for you, Faye Valentine doesn't waste her time! * Besides, she HAD to treat him like shit, it would be embarrassing for her to make a kind gesture and not receive one in return. Her thoughts were interrupted by Spike mumbling – "hhmmmmphhhh!!! Uh." She looked down at him, * what does he want? * 'Spike, I cant understand you' she was taken aback by the tone of her voice, it was almost sympathetic. 'What is it? Are you hungry?' She saw his body relax, "mmm" He sighed. 'Alright, I'll go mash you up something to drink' the cocky tone she used made up for the sympathy she had shone him seconds before. * Poor thing, how does he always manage to get into these situations? * She kicked herself for feeling sorry for him. She walked over to him with a cup of soup and a straw in her hands. And there she was, sitting on the floor in front of him, watching for him to open his swollen mouth so that she could stick the straw in. She placed it between his lips and sat there, holding the cup while he drank. She pretended not to look at him, but she couldn't help it. He did look cute in those bandages, and through them she could see the ripples of hi stomach. "SLURP!!" 'Oh, I see your done' She took the straw from his mouth and he managed to give her a semi appreciative nod then closed his eyes.

It was so boring, so quiet. Faye sat in the yellow vinyl chair looking at the sleeping Spike. He looked very serene. She closed her eyes. *mmmm….a little nap maybe, and then, who knows, I might just leave and never come back. Maybe, after this nap *