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Comfortably Numb

Pt: Hey you

Hey you,

Will you help me to carry the stones?

Open your heart, I'm coming home.

- Pink Floyd

It had to be a day when it was only the two of us in the ship.

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I really don't remember how I got home from Callisto, finding it very depressing that the bar where Gene had once played in went on without him. The crap shack was just a room full of drunken clowns. Nothing but the sounds of old men cursing and the whispering to each other how flexable they believed I was, I knew it was a bad idea to come here but I really needed a drink and my stash was gone and so was Jet's.

Spike had come back a couple of months ago and he wanted to force everything back to the way it had once been, but I had my own emotions to protect so I just avoided him at all cost and he seemed not to care. We spoke only when it was an absolute necessity. But even going to such lengths I still knew I loved him and I still knew that he didn't love me back. My frame of mind right now is to free him of any attachments he would be forced to feel as my fellow room-mate and let him come to me on his own if he wants. If not I really don't care 'cause the pain has already been inflicted. Ever since that night we had in Venus I had prepared myself for the worst. I flirted out of my tab and stole a bottle of bourbon and made my way to the Bebop, oh home sweet home.

I opened my eyes and saw the ceiling fan from the Bebop's living room, I turned my head and verified that I was indeed on the old yellow couch. I must have passed out on it last night but what I actually spent the night doing I really couldn't remember. I tried to sit up but my headache weighted me down and I feel back three times before I got enough strength to get my upper body to cooperate with what my brain is telling it to do. I looked around slowly swinting my eyes against the harsh blinding lights and was glad that I was alone. I looked at my lap as I tried to move my feet and saw them tangled in a blanket someone must have covered me with, must have been Jet. I stared feeling very cold all of a sudden so I tried to move my feet so I could get up but I was still feeling weak and on top of that the full force of my forsaken hang-over has just started raining on me so but the time I got to my feet I lose my strength and balance and came crashing down. I was so out of it that I couldn't even remember falling. Something must be wrong with me but I was going to need some help if I expected to get to my room anytime soon.

"Jet!" I shouted by that just made my head worse and made me aware of the burn in my throat.

"Jet!"

"Jet!" still no fucking answer, shit.

"I need Help!" started feeling very tired, I closed my eyes but a familiar voice woke me up before I got in too deep.

"What's wrong?" it was spike. It looks like I had woken him up because all he had on was his boxers. I had to fight hard not to blush.

"Where's Jett?"

"He went out,"

"When will he be back?"

"In a few days, there was something in his home satellite he had to attend to."

"Oh, shit." I started to feel uncomfortable with his unbroken eye contact so I looked away and tried to focus on something else.

"If you need help, I could help you if you want."

"No I'm fine," I lied.

"Suit yourself," he turned back and started to walk while I tried to stand but I just crash landed again. I screamed internally and swallowed the big lump in my throat and yelled after him.

"Wait, Spike come back!" It felt like I haven't said his name in years and I saw that look in his eye that said the same thing and maybe it was my light head but I thought I saw some relief in there too.

"What's wrong?" he started to walk back up to me again.

"I really don't know I feel too weak and light headed to get up."

"You sure it isn't a hangover gone wrong?"

"That's what I was thinking," he interrupted me when I felt is hot hands brush against my arm and move across my back as his other arm went to the back of my knees and all I couldn't help but throw my arms around is neck as he lifted me off the floor.

"Faye, I think you have a fever 'cause you're really hot, you know temperature wise."

"You're the one that feels really warm, I feel cold." My head getting the best of me laid on his chest as he started to walk.

"That's exactly how I would feel like to someone who had a fever, gosh Faye you need to take better care of yourself."

"Yeah, I could say the same to you buddy." I started drifting off to the rhythm of his heartbeats. Then I heard the door close, he set me on the bed and pulled the sheets over me after taking my boots off but I instantly missed his body heat and started shivering.

"Faye, are you still cold?" I opened my eyes and meet his and just nodded my head. He went out the door and I drifted off again and woke up to his voice again.

"I put my blanket on you but I really don't seem like much is you still cold?"

"Yeah,"

"Short from body heat there's nothing else here Jet locked the hell out of his room,"

"Do you mind?"

"Do I mind what?"

"Sharing you is body heat?" I must be sick if I'm letting myself say shit like that!

"I guess it won't kill me," He walked to the other side of the bed and got under the covers with me. It seemed all to familiar as he put his hands in back of his head and I moved closer and laid my head on his chest and instantly feel asleep.

When I woke up he was sleeping and I stared at him and admired how beautiful and peaceful he looked while he was sleeping, he smiled and I swear I thought that my heart stopped.

"I wish I was the reason for that smile." I could help but to sigh out loud. I reached up to caress his face and was surprised when his hand caught mine. He slowly opened his eyes and turned is face so that he kissed my hand. I was shocked and didn't move or say anything so he did.

"I'm sorry,"

"It's fine,"

"I mean about the whole scene from the day I left."

"I know," I felt the tears burn my cheeks as the fell freely, I would have been embarrassed but just didn't care anymore I wanted this pain all out in the open because it's done enough damage on the inside. I felt him come closer and snake his arms around me. I stood in his arms as I fell back asleep.

I opened my eyes when I moved closer to him and felt slip off the bed. I started laughing out loud when I saw is disoriented face and then he smiled and warmed my heart.

"Oh, you think this is funny? What if I push you off the bed?" I squealed as he pounced on me and joined in on the laughing. I stopped when I saw him staring at my face and felt myself blush and my heart almost busted out of my chest when he pressed his lips on mine. I felt his hand crawl underneath my shirt and let

out a low moan when he found my breast.

"You still feel hot," He took is hand out and lifted his head but was still on top of me.

"I don't feel cold anymore, I feel hot now." I forgot all about my fever and was too focused on the man on top of me and the growing pressure he was causing. I lifted my hips and rubbed it on his hips. We both moaned but after he rubbed back he put his hand on my hips and stopped me from doing it again. I frowned and he laughed.

"We need to make sure you're alright first."

"Whatever, I need to take a shower. I'm starting to feel over heated now and not in the good way."

"That's good it means the fevers wearing off, you need a cold bath." I rolled my eyes at him and he smiled and got up bringing me up with him but it was too fast and I collapsed on his chest.

"Whoa, shit man how long was I sleeping for?"

"Well all day, it's morning again."

"Shit, I hate being sick," he laughed and picked me up and took me to the bathroom where he sat me down on the floor leaning on the bath tub while he filled it up.

"Ok, you're lucky you're sick because I used up all the hot water earlier." I stuck my middle finger out at him and started to get undressed. As I was about to start taking my shorts off when I noticed that he hadn't left yet.

"Are you waiting for something?" I asked.

"I'm just making sure you don't hit you're head on the tub or drown yourself her, consider me your life guard."

"Well Mr. Lifeguard, since when do you over see the ladies change out of their clothes?" I smiled and continued taking my clothes off enjoying the way is eyes popped.

"I think it's some what hazardous that the lady doesn't have any underwear on." I slipped in enjoying the feeling the water had against my skin.

"Not when all my clothes are dirty besides I think it gives life an extra ounce of excitement."

"If it's excitement you want-"

"Can I ask you something?" I cut him off, he read my face he knew I was serious.

"That depends on the question."

"Why did you really help me?"

"Because you would do the same for me."

"If you knew that's how I felt about you why did you not say so? Why did you just choose to ignore it for all this time?" His eyes darken I knew I was starting to hit a nerve.

"I knew as soon as I came back that you never going to speak to me again so I though I was better to give you some space." I laughed without humor.

"Space that's what I was giving you! I have always been an open mother fucking book to you so I thought that would be easy for you to get. I wanted so fucking bad to hate you but I couldn't! I just cried every night until you came back because I thought that you got yourself killed instead of choosing me."

"You don't understand Faye what I did had to be done, it wasn't about Julia or the syndicate. I was about my unfinished business with Vicious. Understand that if I chose you, he would have only dragged you into the picture. He-He would have killed you to get to me. I had to go to him when he knew I had nothing to lose or he would have found more people to drag into it, it was always a fucking black hole with him. What I did, I did so that if in fact I was awake I would have earned everything that came to my life after that. When I got out of the hospital all I could think about was how much damage I had to inflict on you and hopped that maybe someday you could understand why I did what I had to do."

I had stopped crying and had just sat there in the tub listening and what he just said made so much sense to me that I wanted to shoot myself for not thinking he would have felt that way. I opened my mouth but nothing came out, so I closed it and let the silence eat away at my ear while I was thinking of something worthwhile to say but nothing. I saw him stand up and walk out of the bathroom and I let him.

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AN: Hello one and all thank you for reading or skimming through my story it's a two part one shot. So basically it was too long for me to leave in just one and it gives me an excuse to writing more author notes like this one where I just blab around to myself hoping that someone other than my best friends read it. Ok I'm done for now, the second part is being put up at the same time so fear not. See ya on the other side folks!