Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. But if I did, this would be how the second season would go. =)
Author's Note: Feel free to leave your honest opinions.
Summary: Fortunately, Spike did return alive. Unfortunately, Jet, Spike and Faye decided to give up bounty hunting. Jet went back to his old job as a cop and Spike decided to give police work a shot. Faye moved into Spike's apartment until she can save up enough money to get her own. This is what happened.
Chapter One: Morning Inspections
It had been a little over a year since Spike and Faye left Bebop and moved in together. In spite of their daily disputes and nightly arguments, it would be fair to say that they were getting along better than before. This particular morning started out no different than any other. It was approximately 6:45 am and the rookie cop in training, Spike had been dragged from the shower by his "girlfriend" (for lack of a better word) so she could use the bathroom.
Spike somehow managed to frantically grab hold of a towel hanging on the rack before Faye shoved him completely out of the bathroom. Before he knew it he had come face to face with the wooden door. "What's the rush? Come on, now; take a second to look me in my eyes, Faye." Spike spoke calmly through the wood.
Faye peered through the crack she had made with slanted eyebrows, "That's exactly how we got into this mess in the first place…"
Spike chuckled lightly and admitted, "Yeah I know; I was kind of hoping I'd get lucky before work."
Faye's face grew even redder with fury as she growled and slammed the door in his face. What an immature thing to say? After all this was a serious situation. The outcome could change their lives forever; who they were and what they were. Still the thought of the unspeakable appealed more to Faye than anyone could have guessed.
"Can't blame a guy for trying!" he yelled, "Besides you haven't even gotten the results yet. You're all worked up over nothing." Spike was never the type to panic even over the extreme things that deserved a reaction. However his calmness only made Faye more frustrated.
There was a slight pause before she opened the door again and closed it behind her.
"Well?" he said waiting to say "I told you so."
"Look who's rushing now! You've got two minutes, Tiger. I just took it."
"You don't come out of the bathroom after taking a test empty handed! You're supposed to stay in there and wait until you get the news! Then, that's when you can come out." Spike explained stilling holding his towel around his waist.
She put both her hands on her hips as she glared up at him, "You would be an expert on this! Bet you've gone through millions of tests with Julia, huh?"
"Please! You think I gave a damn if I knocked Julia up? It was those other sleazy broads that I had taking tests."
The bedroom grew silent when Spike realized what he had just said. Faye shook her head and headed back towards the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Neither Faye nor even Spike could believe what he had suggested. Immediately Spike started to feel the guilt. He knew how Faye felt about him and how jealous she was of Julia. On top of that, out of all this time they had spent living together, had only just recently taken his intimacy with her to a physical level. He also knew that leading her into this situation of a barely there relationship brought even more pain to her already damaged heart.
"Hey, I didn't mean it like that," he whispered while pressed his ear against the cold wood listening for her reply. He stepped back when she suddenly opened it again. "Faye?" he asked searching for some form of emotion.
"Relax," she said pushing her way past him, "This sleazy broad has the results you hoped for. You'd be happy to know that it's negative." She tossed the capped stick to him and it fell gently in his hands. "See for yourself."
Spike starred at the word next to the single line at the bottom of the stick, "NEGATIVE." Lightly he sighed in relief to himself. Then he looked up to see Faye now getting dressed and carelessly tossing her things into an overnight bag. "Faye, what the hell are you doing?"
"All be back whenever," she said grabbing her bag and jacket then walking out of the room. He tried to catch her at the door but he only made it in time to see it close shut.
"Damn…" he said cursing himself.
Author's Note: I only have a general idea on where this story is headed, but please review to let me know what you think so far; errors, punctuation, ideas, etc. =)