Faye walked in the emprty city street. THe night sky was lighted up by thousands of lights and floating projected ads from the city buildings. Faye let out a long sigh. Faye talked into a little microphone taped in the neck of her vest.

"Wheres the guy Jet?"

"Your right next to him."

Faye sighed. She pulled out her gun and aimed it at a nearby dumpster.

"Come on out. DOn't make a big deal out of this."

Faye shot a bullet at the dumpster. It pierced through the metal as the sound of a shreik erupted from the dumpster. The dumpster lid flew open and a tall rough looking man rose from the dumpster. He lifted his hands into the air.

"Thats right, lets go." Faye stated.

"I got him Jet."

"Sigh...thats good, thats three million wollongs. Nice job Faye."

Nothing ever was the same.....never since Spike had died. Ed never came back. It had been about a year now. Faye and Jet were the only team of the Bebop left. Faye and Jet felt as though something was missing. Even after a year, the memory of Spike still lingers. They also wished Ed would come home.

But it seemed that it would never happen.