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I love Bebop and I wish it were mine, but it isn't. Hope you enjoy.

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"Faye! Where are you!"

Jet searched the Bebop looking for the dark haired beauty. It has been three months since Spike's disappearance. It was assumed that he was dead. His body was nowhere to be found after his run in with Vicious and those who lived in the area claimed they knew nothing.

"Nothing my ass," Jet thought as he peered around the corner looking for Faye.

Things were quiet on the once bustling ship. Spike was gone along with Ed and Ein. The elder bounty hunter missed the antics of Ed rolling around on the floor or dousing his bonsai trees with too much water. He missed Ein's annoying `I'm probably smarter than you' attitude and most of all he missed the whistling that his former partner did as he entered the ship after another bounty. Now he was stuck with the shrew woman as both he and Spike liked to call her. Jet chuckled. Faye would get a murderous glare in her eyes if anyone called her that to her face. She had changed a lot since Spike's disappearance. She became cold and unfeeling, she was a bit more modest in her choice of clothing, and the biggest shocker of them all, she didn't complain or fight with Jet. It worried Jet a little. He never thought he would ever worry about Faye, but here he was oddly concerned. Day in and day out she would come and go, catching bounties and bringing money back to the Bebop. Then she
would come home and actually do "house work." Jet kept on searching until he found Faye in the back room filling up a basket with wet clothes.

"Faye, what the hell are you doing?"

"What does it look like," she answered as she stuffed a towel into the basket.

"You're doing laundry?"

"Don't sound so surprised, I do know how to work the machine."

"I'm surprised because you're doing mine too."

"Oh, well in that case I'll stop. I mean if you don't want me to do it..."

"No that's fine."

Faye smirked and then lifted the basket, balancing it on her right side.

"So why were you looking for me?"

"There's a new bounty on some guy named the Rhino."

"Getting lazy are we Jet?"

"What the hell does that mean?"

"I've been catching an awful lot of bounties by myself."

"Now you wait a minute. I put a roof over your head, the least you can do is bring in some money."

"Calm down Jet, I was just toying with you. I'll go as soon as I'm done here. These towels aren't gonna get hung up by themselves you know."

"I'll take care of that. You just go look up the info on the computer and get the money."

"Suit yourself."

With that Faye walked out of the room. She would rather go catch the latest bounty head anyway. After finding the information on Rhino she headed for her ship, the Red Tail. As she was about to board the ship she saw something that made her go ghostly pale. The Swordfish II, Spike's ship, was docked right next to hers.

"Where did that come from," she asked herself as she moved to inspect her find.

She made her way to the ship and peeked inside. No one was there. As she touched the ship it was still warm.

"It must have just gotten here. But how could we not know about it?"

She walked around to the other side of the ship and grabbed her communicator so she could tell Jet what she found. As she was about the push a button on the hand held device a hand clamped down on her shoulder. Faye let out an earsplitting scream, which caused Jet to come running into the hanger.

"What are you screaming for! You scared the crap out of me and......Spike?"

"Spike?"

Faye turned suddenly only to see a man that she thought was dead.

"What the fuck were you trying to do Spike?! You scared the hell out of me you stupid bastard! Are you even alive or did your spirit come back to plague me?"

"Relax Faye. I'm alive," Spike replied, "What, are you surprised to see me?"

"What makes you think I care about whether you're alive or not? Thank you for thoroughly wasting my time you jerk. If you don't mind, I have a bounty to catch."

With that Faye pushed passed him and boarded her ship. She was practically shaking with a mixture of fear, anger, and joy. She took off in a rush nearly running Spike down. When she was gone Spike pulled himself up and brushed himself off. Then he (you guessed it) lit up a cigarette.

"What's with her?"

"Come on Spike, you obviously scared the hell out of her. We thought you were dead and then poof here you are."

"Poof? Is that a new word for you Jet?"

"Oh shut up...So if you were alive for all this time, where were you?"

"I was in the hospital for a month and in jail for two."

"What? You were in jail? Why didn't you contact us, we would have bailed you out."

"I wasn't sure if I wanted to come back or not."

"Well, what were you in for?"

"Disturbing the peace, if you can believe that."

Jet laughed and turned toward the door.

"I'm going inside. You hungry? We actually have food other than bell peppers and beef."

"How'd you mange that?"

Jet smiled to himself and shook his head.

"Faye's been a busy girl. I must admit she changed for the better. She's finally pulling her weight around here."

"Are you serious? Did she hit her head or something?"

"Awe, leave her alone would ya."

"Whatever."

"I guess she kinda grows on you after a while. She might just surprise you Spike."

"Right."

"Your room is still there if you want it. Faye kept it up for you."

"Faye did? I thought she hated me."

"I don't know about that, but the room's clean. I guess she refused to believe you were dead."

"Thanks Jet."

Spike walked down the hallway to his room. It was pretty much the same as he left it, only cleaner. He laid down on his bed thinking about Faye. Why, he wouldn't be able to say, but he couldn't help himself. First off she seemed a lot colder. Being near her made him shiver. Then there was the clothes she was wearing. Black leather pants, a black tank top, black boots, and a black leather ankle length jacket. She looked more like a cold-blooded assassin than a bounty hunter. Also there was what Jet said. She was helping around the ship, bringing in money and stuff like that. What happened to her?

He watched the hall from his bed and heard footsteps coming in from the hanger. Then he heard Faye's voice. She turned Rhino in and received five hundred thousand woolongs for her troubles. She complained that it was chump change and told Jet she was going to her room. Spike heard footsteps coming down the hall and pretended to be sleeping though he kept his right eye opened a crack. Faye walked by without even looking inside the room, which surprised him. He thought she would at least taunt him or something. Spike heard Jet yell for dinner so he climbed out of bed and walked down the hall to the table. Faye hadn't left her room to eat, which made Spike wonder. After a few hours he decided his curiosity got the better of him and he crept to Faye's room. He leaned against the door, putting his ear up to it, listening for signs of life. Little did he know the door wasn't closed all the way so it flew open and Spike fell through the doorway onto the floor. Faye didn't appear to
be startled in the least bit, instead she smirked coldly at him. She stood up and walked toward him.

"Taken to spying have we Spike?"

"No. We were wondering why you didn't come to eat dinner."

"Since when do you care?"

"I don't, but Jet was pissed that the quote Minx unquote didn't show up for dinner."

"Well maybe I wasn't hungry. Now if you don't mind could you leave?"

"What's your problem Faye?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Well there is the extreme bitch attitude you've been giving me."

"I don't have a problem."

Faye tried to push Spike aside so she could go eat what was left, but he wouldn't move.

"Get out of my way."

"Not `til you tell me what's going on. Why are you being such a bitch to me? Why are you all of the sudden so chummy with Jet? What's with the change of clothes? How is it that now you decide to help out around the ship?"

He was bombarding her with questions that she didn't feel like answering.

"What's the matter Spike? Worried about me?"

"In your dreams."

"Then why all the questions?"

"Because you're pissing me off more than you ever have before."

"Well, I'm sorry. I guess I'm good at rubbing people the wrong way. Now move."

He still didn't budge.

"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what your problem is."

"You want to know?"

"Yeah."

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"YES DAMN IT!"

"Okay I'll tell you. Come closer."

Spike leaned closer, turning his head to hear her.

"Closer...A little closer...okay here goes."

Spike stood stiff, listening intently.

"GET OUT OF MY WAY," she screamed into his ear making him fall backwards onto the floor.

A look of sheer rage crossed Spike's face and Faye just laughed at his predicament.

"My how the mighty have fallen," she said sarcastically.

Faye continued laughing as she stepped over him and walked down the hall. Jet came down the hall in the opposite direction and noticed Spike on the floor in Faye's room.

"Spike what are you doing in there?"

"Did you know that Faye is the biggest bitch in the entire universe?"

"What'd she do?"

"Well for one thing, she made me deaf in one ear."

"Come here Spike, let me tell you something about Faye."

Spike hopped onto his feet and Jet lead him into the room where he kept his Bonsai trees. Spike sat down next to Jet and lit a cigarette as did Jet.

"Faye hasn't been the same since you left."

"Thanks for the new info Jet," said Spike sarcastically.

"It's your fault you know?"

"How do you figure?"

"You ran off to die Spike. She came to trust us almost like comrades, something she swore that she would never do. Her philosophy was that having a friend was nothing but trouble and you only reinforced that in her mind. She got attached and then got burned. I know deep down she loved you. It didn't help that you always talked about Julia like she was a goddess. Then you just left like it was no big deal. You didn't appreciate the consequences and how your decisions affected other people. It killed her that she couldn't stop you and she was convinced you were gonna die."

Spike listened to Jet, but it took a while for the words to sink in.

"Yeah, Faye and I never got along, but we came to an understanding and she really isn't that bad. "

"So it's my fault she's the way she is?"

"That's how I see it anyway."

Both were surprised by a noise behind them. It was Faye and she glared at them in annoyance.

"If you guys are done talking about how I became the way I am, I just wanted to let you know that I got a transmission from Ed. She told her father that she wanted to come back to the Bebop and he was alright with it so I'm taking the Redtail to pick her and Ein up."

"Ed? So how's she doing," Jet inquired.

"She looks fine to me. I think she was even wearing shoes."

Faye turned around and walked off and Spike turned to Jet.

"How do you know she loved me?"

"I'm just guessing. It's not a sure thing, but why else would she be so pissed at you for leaving?"

"I'm going with her."

"Wait Spike. Maybe you should just let her go. You're not exactly on her top ten list of people to talk to."

"I don't care. I want to know the truth."

"Why does it matter to you? You said you don't care about her so why are you even pursuing this? I thought you loved Julia?"

"I did love Julia, but she's dead now. I can't go on loving the unattainable. Maybe I've had a soft spot for Faye all along."

Jet's jaw looked like it was going to drop through the floor. Spike stood up, lit a cigarette, and walked out to the hanger. When he got there Faye was loading supplies into her ship. When she saw Spike she turned her back to him.

"What do you want now?"

"I'm going with you."

She turned quickly and stomped over to him angrily. When she was nose to nose with him she grabbed his chin.

"NO YOU'RE NOT!"

Spike smacked her hand away and stared into her eyes making her nervous.

"Yes I am," he said calmly.

"What for?"

"Because there isn't going to be enough room for you, Ed, Ein, and all of Ed's stuff in your ship."

"Fine, but just leave me alone."

She climbed into her ship and took off for Earth. Spike got into the Swordfish and followed. Spike noticed as they landed that they weren't too far from Doohan's place. He saw Faye get out of her ship so he quickly got out of his own and had to run to catch up to her.

"Why did we come here?"

"I told Ed to meet me in town outside of a bar called Blackjack. She won't get here for at least two hours. I wanted to enjoy a few hours of silence before the Bebop officially becomes crazy again. Of course then you came along and ruined it for me."

"I thought Doohan said this town was deserted," Spike said, brushing off Faye's last comment.

"It is for the most part, but I heard that the Blackjack has a good stash of alcohol in the basement."

"So your plan was to get drunk while waiting for Ed? That's great Faye. Then you could take off into space and kill everyone while flying under the influence."

"Did I ask you for a lecture? I don't think so. Besides, you're the last person in the universe who should be talking to me about stuff like that."

They walked on in silence. Faye wanted to make things go back to normal between them, but she knew things would never be the same. Spike walked along side her, his lanky legs matching her stride step for step. He would look at Faye every now and again, remembering what Jet said. It was really his fault that she was like this. If he hadn't run off like that, maybe she'd be the same old Faye. He mentally cursed himself. He knew that he came off as unfeeling, but when it came to friends he cared more than he would let one. Faye might have been a pain in the ass, but he still considered her a friend. What was she now? Would this turn into another deep-seated hatred, as was the case between him and Vicious?

"I won't let it go that far," said Spike.

"What did you say Spike?"

Just then he realized he said that out loud.

"Nothing important," Spike replied.

Faye "hmphed" and continued walking in silence.

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Hope that chapter wasn't too long for you. I'm just used to writing pages and pages all at one time. I'll write more when I can

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