For all Faye knew she was living in a dream. Make that a nightmare yea that's all it was. She had been living in the Bebop for quite a while and frankly she was getting tired of all of it. Jet, the kid, the dog, but it was a certain poofy haired man who made her miserable.
"Faye you awake?"

"huh" Faye murmured still half asleep.

"its me" the other voice said.

"Oh" she said with a hint of sadness in her voice.

She hadn't noticed but he was now standing in front of her. She looked up at him, while he carelessly stared up at the ceiling. This went on for a couple of minutes until he finally looked at her.
"I need to" he finally spoke

"I know" she responded.

Without warning he kissed her passionately on the lips. For a moment there she actually thought it was her he was thinking about. He pinned her to the bed kissing and nipping her neck, he kept kissing her neck then her collarbone. His hands were gripping her hips as though she would disappear. He moved his large hands up to her breasts and gently caressed them. While Faye ran her fingers through his tangled green hair. . . . . . . .

Faye didn't know when or why it had started but she remembered that the day Julia died Spike had gone back to the bebop and he had looked so sad and broken, he looked as if though he too had died with Julia. Faye didn't know what to do or what to say. I mean really what can you say to a man who had been looking for the love of his life for the past three years then she was suddenly killed?
Faye did know one thing, she knew that she loved him. She let him go that day thinking it would be the last time she ever saw him. Later of course they all found out that Spike had indeed survived his fight with Vicious. Jet had gone back to the syndicate building to get Spike. After being in bed for three weeks he went to Faye's room and asked very straight forward if she would have sex with him. Faye was very pissed when he asked her that 'How dare he! 'Does he think I'm a whore? She angrily thought. But in the end she decided that all Spike needed was the touch of a woman. So she let him.
Back To the Present Before Faye knew it both had taken their clothes off and Spike was getting ready to enter her. In a quick thrust of hips he put his member inside her, she moaned with pleasure. He kept thrusting in her until they both reached climax. He was tired and sweat was running off him, he layed his head on Faye's shoulder and slightly whispered "Julia" It killed Faye to hear that though she would never admit it. Faye was tired of it, she was tired of him using whenever he felt like it. 'I don't need this, I'm Faye Valentine, poker Alice, the shrew, the cold hearted vixen. "I don't take shit from anybody, never have and I'm not about to start now" She took his sleeping form off her as slowly as she could. She quietly stood up from the bed and started dressing herself. She wore a pair of jeans and a black tank top. She began packing her belongings when she heard the rustling of the bed sheets 'ok valentine you're not gonna turn around no matter what' Faye thought.

"where you going"

She remained as calm as she could and didn't respond to him.

"Faye answer me"

He was growing impatient and she knew it. She began walking towards the door when suddenly Spike pinned her to the wall.

"DAMN IT FAYE WHAT ARE YOU DOING! Spike shouted.

"What am I doing! A very pissed Faye answered. Her eyes slightly narrowed "you're such an asshole Spike, but you probably already knew that" Faye said her voice dripping with venom.

"what the fuck is your problem! Spike shot back.

"Let me go"

"No"

"I said let me go"

"No"

"Let me fucking go!

He finally budged and let Faye go. As she was walking towards the hangar Spike finally talked and said

"I'll find you Faye, and you know it"

She said nothing, didn't even stop, she just kept on walking.