Jet walked in to see Faye asleep in the chair, Spike on the couch, and Ed &
Ein snoozing in front of the tomato. "Lazy free loaders." He said. "Faye,
Wake up, come one."
'Wha..' she managed out in a sleepy tone.
"How was Spike while I was gone?" '
He ate some soup' she laughed 'Him and Ed had some quality time'
"Well, I'm going to go work on his ship." Before leaving the room he stooped down and took some bandages from Spikes face off. "He should be able to eat and talk today now. Do what you want to Faye, don't cause me any trouble."
* I want to leave * she thought to herself. * What's holding me here anyway? *
Just as the thought had entered her mind Spike let out a groan in his sleep. * Another one of his freaky dreams no doubt * She got up and stood over him, she thought she saw his eyes open slightly. She traced the lines on his face were the bandages had been with her eyes.
Suddenly, Spike muttered, "sing to me" his voice was groggy.
* No way, nu-uh! We've been through this before, he's just dreaming about Julia and he thinks my singing is off key! * Spike had a sad look on his sleeping face.
* But then, maybe he knows it's me * she thought * maybe, maybe * She opened her mouth. 'The singing sea, the talking trees, are silent in a noisy way…' Spike sighed and relaxed his body; a more serene look came to his long face. She continued to sing to him, sometimes a little off key but most of the time her voice was soft and feminine. 'The stars are bright but head no light, the word spins backwards every day.'
Just then Jet walked into the room. He paused when he say Faye gently cooing to Spike as he slept. It was a lovely scene actually but he had to say something.
"In all my life, I swear this is something I'd never thought I'd see!" Faye jerked up quickly, she hadn't seen him walk, and she was quite embarrassed.
"Shove it Jet!" She spat and walked quickly out of the room. Jet could only look at her back as she walked away, and then down at Spike.
"What in the world has gotten into her?
What had gotten into her? She had rules and she was breaking them. She told herself never to let her guard down. She couldn't fall for someone she worked with; she DEFINETLY couldn't fall for someone who could never feel for her back.
* Snap out of it Faye! Come on, its blockhead we're talking about here. * She always liked the way her conscience took control over her heart. It made her life organized; it made her life neat and easy to manage. She wasn't going to let Spike mess up her routine, her life. 'A golden bird, today I heard, sitting upon a silver branch…. his little song, was very long, which made me sad and start to laugh.'
Faye closed her eyes, she breathed in deeply. * This bed is so uncomfortable. Maybe tomorrow I'll run off to a place with a soft mattress. Maybe tomorrow. *
It was hot. To hot. Faye squirmed her way from under the blanket and notice that she was covered in sweat. 'Ugh, what is it with this god awful heat?' She sat up in bed and put her feet on the floor, her sweaty heal seemed to stick to the floor. 'Something HAS to be done about this'
From the hall she could see a dim blue light from the living area. When she walked in she saw Spike propped up a bit stiffly on the couch watching the television.
'What's up with the temperature Spike?" she asked wiping a few strands of damp purple from hair from her eyes.
"Don't know, Jet said something about the thermostat going crazy on him. We'll have to live with it until tomorrow"
She looked at him; he was still wrapped up, but only around one shoulder and his torso. She could see that he had been sweating, his green hair was soaked to his face, and his cheeks glistened in the light of the TV.
'I don't know if I can take this until then, I sure won't be getting any sleep.' She said casually walking over to sit beside him on the couch. 'How do you feel anyway?' she was trying to make the comment sound as rude as possible. But it failed and he smiled.
"I'm better, I've lived through worse actually, and you know that. A little stiff, but I'll be ready for our new bounty tomorrow."
'Bounty huh? What's Jet got for us?' She shifted around uncomfortably on the vinyl couch, her damp legs making a squeaking noise as she turned to see Spike better.
"Some guy named Carter Manzo, he is some kind of weirdo who can climb buildings and break into peoples house like 20 stories up."
'Yea?' Said Faye, she was trying to imagine why this guy didn't stick to robberies on the ground.
"Yea" said Spike, he could see her confusion. "You see, a lot of these people up that high never lock their windows or doors. All he has to do is climb up the side of the building, take what he wants, and climb back down. He's said to have stolen around 54 million woo longs worth of cash, jewelry, and electronics. He also stole someone's prized show poodle."
'This guy DOES sound weird!!! What did you say his name was again?"
"Carter…. but they call him spider man." Spike yawned and then winced, touching his side lightly.
'Are you ok?' she couldn't hide the concern in her eyes. She hated to see him in any kind of pain even though she pretended to enjoy it most of the time, the heat and hour of the night was getting to her.
"Yea, I'm ok. But since when do you care Faye? I still haven't gotten you back for that shit you did with Ed today, your pure evil woman, you know that?"
'I know' she smirked. 'But if I didn't torture you, then I wouldn't be doing much at all now would I?' He gave a little chuckle. * He's really quite handsome * she thought looking at him for a few seconds until she noticed he was looking back, his eyes meeting hers for a brief moment before instinct kicked in and she spat off a smart remark to kill her embarrassment. ' Well lunkhead, are you going to change the channel or not?! ' Faye motioned towards the static on the TV.
"Oh" he said, clicking it to another station was some tight-faced woman was selling face cream. "It's late, it's hot, and I need some sleep"
'Yea, me to. But this is the coolest room on the ship' She said miserably.
"Go lay in the chair" He said plainly, "it's sticky but it might just beat that sauna of a room back there" then he shrugged trying to cover up the fact that he cared.
Faye curled her thin body into the chair and laid her head against the arm. Spike had already closed his eyes. * He's not so bad. * She closed her eyes also and quickly fell asleep.
Spike opened his eyes; he got up quietly and walked over to Faye. He gently lifted her head and placed a pillow under it. * She's not so bad * he thought as he went back to the couch and fell asleep.
'Wha..' she managed out in a sleepy tone.
"How was Spike while I was gone?" '
He ate some soup' she laughed 'Him and Ed had some quality time'
"Well, I'm going to go work on his ship." Before leaving the room he stooped down and took some bandages from Spikes face off. "He should be able to eat and talk today now. Do what you want to Faye, don't cause me any trouble."
* I want to leave * she thought to herself. * What's holding me here anyway? *
Just as the thought had entered her mind Spike let out a groan in his sleep. * Another one of his freaky dreams no doubt * She got up and stood over him, she thought she saw his eyes open slightly. She traced the lines on his face were the bandages had been with her eyes.
Suddenly, Spike muttered, "sing to me" his voice was groggy.
* No way, nu-uh! We've been through this before, he's just dreaming about Julia and he thinks my singing is off key! * Spike had a sad look on his sleeping face.
* But then, maybe he knows it's me * she thought * maybe, maybe * She opened her mouth. 'The singing sea, the talking trees, are silent in a noisy way…' Spike sighed and relaxed his body; a more serene look came to his long face. She continued to sing to him, sometimes a little off key but most of the time her voice was soft and feminine. 'The stars are bright but head no light, the word spins backwards every day.'
Just then Jet walked into the room. He paused when he say Faye gently cooing to Spike as he slept. It was a lovely scene actually but he had to say something.
"In all my life, I swear this is something I'd never thought I'd see!" Faye jerked up quickly, she hadn't seen him walk, and she was quite embarrassed.
"Shove it Jet!" She spat and walked quickly out of the room. Jet could only look at her back as she walked away, and then down at Spike.
"What in the world has gotten into her?
What had gotten into her? She had rules and she was breaking them. She told herself never to let her guard down. She couldn't fall for someone she worked with; she DEFINETLY couldn't fall for someone who could never feel for her back.
* Snap out of it Faye! Come on, its blockhead we're talking about here. * She always liked the way her conscience took control over her heart. It made her life organized; it made her life neat and easy to manage. She wasn't going to let Spike mess up her routine, her life. 'A golden bird, today I heard, sitting upon a silver branch…. his little song, was very long, which made me sad and start to laugh.'
Faye closed her eyes, she breathed in deeply. * This bed is so uncomfortable. Maybe tomorrow I'll run off to a place with a soft mattress. Maybe tomorrow. *
It was hot. To hot. Faye squirmed her way from under the blanket and notice that she was covered in sweat. 'Ugh, what is it with this god awful heat?' She sat up in bed and put her feet on the floor, her sweaty heal seemed to stick to the floor. 'Something HAS to be done about this'
From the hall she could see a dim blue light from the living area. When she walked in she saw Spike propped up a bit stiffly on the couch watching the television.
'What's up with the temperature Spike?" she asked wiping a few strands of damp purple from hair from her eyes.
"Don't know, Jet said something about the thermostat going crazy on him. We'll have to live with it until tomorrow"
She looked at him; he was still wrapped up, but only around one shoulder and his torso. She could see that he had been sweating, his green hair was soaked to his face, and his cheeks glistened in the light of the TV.
'I don't know if I can take this until then, I sure won't be getting any sleep.' She said casually walking over to sit beside him on the couch. 'How do you feel anyway?' she was trying to make the comment sound as rude as possible. But it failed and he smiled.
"I'm better, I've lived through worse actually, and you know that. A little stiff, but I'll be ready for our new bounty tomorrow."
'Bounty huh? What's Jet got for us?' She shifted around uncomfortably on the vinyl couch, her damp legs making a squeaking noise as she turned to see Spike better.
"Some guy named Carter Manzo, he is some kind of weirdo who can climb buildings and break into peoples house like 20 stories up."
'Yea?' Said Faye, she was trying to imagine why this guy didn't stick to robberies on the ground.
"Yea" said Spike, he could see her confusion. "You see, a lot of these people up that high never lock their windows or doors. All he has to do is climb up the side of the building, take what he wants, and climb back down. He's said to have stolen around 54 million woo longs worth of cash, jewelry, and electronics. He also stole someone's prized show poodle."
'This guy DOES sound weird!!! What did you say his name was again?"
"Carter…. but they call him spider man." Spike yawned and then winced, touching his side lightly.
'Are you ok?' she couldn't hide the concern in her eyes. She hated to see him in any kind of pain even though she pretended to enjoy it most of the time, the heat and hour of the night was getting to her.
"Yea, I'm ok. But since when do you care Faye? I still haven't gotten you back for that shit you did with Ed today, your pure evil woman, you know that?"
'I know' she smirked. 'But if I didn't torture you, then I wouldn't be doing much at all now would I?' He gave a little chuckle. * He's really quite handsome * she thought looking at him for a few seconds until she noticed he was looking back, his eyes meeting hers for a brief moment before instinct kicked in and she spat off a smart remark to kill her embarrassment. ' Well lunkhead, are you going to change the channel or not?! ' Faye motioned towards the static on the TV.
"Oh" he said, clicking it to another station was some tight-faced woman was selling face cream. "It's late, it's hot, and I need some sleep"
'Yea, me to. But this is the coolest room on the ship' She said miserably.
"Go lay in the chair" He said plainly, "it's sticky but it might just beat that sauna of a room back there" then he shrugged trying to cover up the fact that he cared.
Faye curled her thin body into the chair and laid her head against the arm. Spike had already closed his eyes. * He's not so bad. * She closed her eyes also and quickly fell asleep.
Spike opened his eyes; he got up quietly and walked over to Faye. He gently lifted her head and placed a pillow under it. * She's not so bad * he thought as he went back to the couch and fell asleep.
