Fools Don't Go To Heaven
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. . . . .
Why won't these memories stop flashing through my mind? It's annoying how they tease me; the way they stay for a minute and then disappear just as I'm starting to remember. I can't hear a thing to boot, which adds the aggravation.
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Beep. . . . Beep. . . . Beep. . . .
The sound of his heart beating through the life support system was the only thing that kept her going. The fact that he was still alive kept her happy, but there was something missing. Her heart was a hollow hole without him actually being there. His body was, yes, but his mind was some were else, floating out in dream world. Being happy and feeling complete were two different things. You couldn't fill yourself with happiness, you filled yourself with soul; one thing that she nor Spike shared at the moment.
"Comatose," she whispered to herself. The word had haunted and shocked her ever since the doctor announced his state. Spike had fallen into a comma after his battle with Vicious. The massive blood loss and head trauma had been the probable cause of it all. The real problem in her eyes was that he hadn't waken up since then, one year ago. He either couldn't wake up, or wouldn't. Even so, she visited his room every day for the past year, checking up on and even conversing with him in his current state.
"Ms. Valentine," came the nurse's voice, "sorry, but visiting hours are over"
Faye looked over at the nurse and gave her a weary smile, "Just five more minutes, please?" she asked
"okay, five minutes," she said, smiling
Faye nodded and turned back to Spike, "I wish you were here," she said, a silent tear streaking sown her face
"Spike," she said, placing her hands over her face
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Someone's calling me. I can hear it, actually hear it. This shit is driving me crazy. Maybe I can escape this warped form of hell if I follow that sound. If I just focus I can take myself there. Ok. . . . . I can. . . . . See something. . . . .
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"Ms.Valentine," the nurse said, "Time's up for today"
Faye inhaled and stood, "Ok, I'm ready," she said taking another look at Spike
"Oh my god," Faye gasped, "He- I think he's trying to wake up!"
The nurse rushed over to were Spike lay and looked down at him. His eyes were moving frantically under the lids and his face expression was changing. The nurse checked the heart monitor and turned to Faye with a wide smile.
"He's coming to!" she exclaimed
Faye's hands dropped to her sides and she rushed over to his side, "Spike," she said again, "Come on, you can do it!"
Just then, Spike's eyes snapped open and he gasped. The heart monitor went out of control as he desperately grasped for air.
Faye looked at the nurse, "What's wrong!" she exclaimed, "Is he alright!"
The nurse looked up at Faye with a slight smile, "It's ok Ms. Valentine," she said calmly, "It's a normal part of the initiation process"
Faye calmed down some and returned her gaze to Spike. He was still out of breath, but now he only breathed heavily. The monitor had returned to normal after a moment. Spike looked around frantically trying to comprehend his surroundings. His stare fell upon Faye. She looked exactly the same, except for her hair; it now fell around her shoulders.
He licked his lips, that had become completely ridded of moister (comma, duh), and tried to talk. All that came out was a dry cracking noise. He was quiet for a second, not sure if the sound even came from him. He cleared his throat and tried again; another fractured crackle.
"Oh, I'll go get you some water Mr. Spiegel," she said rushing out of the room
Faye looked at Spike and smiled. She couldn't find the words to express how she felt at the moment. There was happiness, completeness, and maybe even love. As she smiled, she didn't even notice the tears rolling sown her face. Spike's eye's softened at her emotion. No woman had ever cried for him, not even Julia.
"Here you go Mr. Spiegel," said the nurse, returning with a platter of food and two bottles of water.
Spike quickly looked over to the nurse and his eyes widened, he was suddenly starving. Even the hospital food was looking pretty damn good at the moment .
Faye turned to the nurse, "Can I stay a little longer," she pleaded
The nurse shook her head, "I'm sorry Ms. Valentine," she said, "If I let you stay any longer, my job may be in jeopardy"
Faye nodded, "Ok," she answered in disappointment, "I'll be back tomorrow"
Spike gazed at Faye's fading form steadily moving down the hallway. He sighed and turned to his food.