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A/N: How cool would it be if Charley from Charlie's Angels and Alfred from Batman switched jobs? It would be like Alfred's Angels and Batman!!! I can see there resumes:

Alfred, butler to multimillionaire by day and butler to superhero at night.

Charlie, secret agent who had girls good enough to be playmates working for me.

Chapter 3

Jacob and his wife, Teresa, got on there ship and flew out to the Bebop. Conveniently enough, it was just outside there solar system. They were going to wait a day but they were both to anxious and wanted to see their long lost son. 10 years of searching and he was just a solar system away.

When they got on the ships landing dock, one look and Jacob had already decided he was going to try and buy the ship off of Jet Black. It was an obvious piece of junk that looked ready to shut down at any moment.

When they got out of the ship, met up with the enthusiastic welcome party, a thirteen year old little boy, Jacob had the ship go back to the main ship.

"Why hello there little kid," said Teresa in a fake sweet tone, "where are the grown ups on this ship?"

"Spikey Spike is in sleepy town. Fay Fay is with Jet man in the dock playing with Spikes ship. Ein is eating in food room and Edward is here as a welcome party!"

"That's nice little boy, show us to our son."

"Edward isn't a little boy," said Ed.

"What," asked a shocked Jacob.

"Edward is a girl," she giggled.

"Well of course you are, little girl, and I bet you are just the sweetest thing." She pulled what looked to be a voice recorder out of her pocket and spoke into it. "Note to self, buy one extra Christmas gift for the little brat whats her face." She smiled down at Ed and they followed her into the living room. They went down the revolving hall and through the longer hallway and down the small staircase into the living room. There, sleeping on a yellow couch was there son Spike.

"Little girl," said Jacob sweetly, "can you wake your daddy up for me?"

Ed looked confused for a moment, daddy? She then smiled after she figured out they were talking about Spike. She jumped off the railing to the living room yelling "OKAY," and landed on Spike. "Spike, Spike, wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey!"

"Ed," he shouted after he shot up, "what are you doing?"

She wiggled her arms out and in a spooky voice said, "long lost mommsies and popsicles wait to see you." Spike gave her a strange look then looked up to see Jacob and Teresa.

She pulled out her tape recorder again. "Note to self," she said, "buy him new furniture and an interior decorator, I have died and gone to Hell!"

Spike rolled his eyes. He looked out the window to see a ship leaving then looked over at his father. "Hey," he asked, "was that your Clover Four that just flew away?"

"Yes," he said, "what of it?"

"That's a new model of the Mock 74 right?"

"Why yes, it is."

"Nice model, you might want to call it back though."

"No," he said, "we are staying at least a week and that is final."

"Well ok," he shrugged, "but this ship isn't going anywhere."

"WHAT," shouted his mother.

"Yeah," he said in a relaxed way, "Ed caused us to break down."

"Edward? Oh the little girl. Hey what sort of a name is Edward for a girl anyway," asked his mother, "she should have a real girls name."

"Well, I'm not the one who named her."

"Who was her mother," asked his father. Spike only shrugged. Jacob and Teresa's mouths dropped in shock. "What do you mean you don't know!? How can you not know!?"

"I don't know," he said walking away, "why should I care anyway?" Jacob and Teresa stood in shock. They boy didn't know who the mother of his child was?

"Wait a minute," Jacob said to his wife, "maybe he does know, and he doesn't want us to know who the real mother was."

"Why would he not want us to know?"

"Maybe because he is embarrass."

"Yeah, he is embarrassed because he doesn't live with her."

"Maybe he does and he just doesn't want us to know who she because she is like a whore or something." His wife nodded. That had to be it.

"Remember the slutty girl we saw on the screen the other day?"

"Oh yeah," he said, "maybe it is her."

"But the child is a little dark for it to be her."

"Well maybe one of her family members is that dark."

"Oh then she would hold the gene for it."

"Yeah, that's it."

"What are you talking about," asked Ed, who had tried to listen to there whispering conversation.

"Should we say something?"

"Not of she doesn't know who her mother is."

"Good point. Best not destroy our son's confidence," he said. He turned to the child and cleared his thought. "Edward, that is your name right, you should never eavesdrop in a grown ups conversation." Ed looked at him in a gaping sort of way. She looked a little clueless but then turned happy and 'flew' off saying 'WAHOOOEEEEYYYYY'. They both sighed and looked up at Jet Black.

"Welcome," he said politely, "I'm sorry to say you came on a rather bad day." He reached his hand out and Jacob took it. He had a suspicious smile on his face.

"You know," he said, "I could take this piece of junk off your hands if you want? I could even get you a better ship."

"No thank you," he said flatly, "we are happy where we are." Jacob frowned for a moment but brightened up again.

"Well ok Mr. Black, but the offer still stands on the table if you ever want it."

"Yeah right," he said walking off, "how about I give you the grand tour." Just then, Ein came barking in happily. Teresa screamed and jumped up on the table.

"Eww! Ew, ew, ew, ew! Whose mongrel is this," she screamed.

"No ones," he said, "just a part of the crew. Don't worry about him. Ein, stop it! He is a nice dog actually." Jet grabbed Ein and pulled him back. "I'll just throw him in some room to keep him out of your way." He put Ein into a random room without paying attention and out stormed a pissed off Faye.

"JET," she shouted, "WHY ARE YOU LOCKING THE DOG IN MY ROOM!?"

"Oh," said Teresa, "who is this young lady?"

"Don't you remember Teresa," said Jacob, "we saw her on the call screen."

"This is Faye Valentine," said Jet, "another crew member."

"Nice to meet you," said Jacob. He advanced on her in a seductive way with a hungry smile on his face. Teresa, being a jealous woman, punched her husband on the head. He sat on the floor holding onto his head crying pitifully.

"I apologize; my husband can be unabashedly scandalous."

"Oh no," said Faye, "no trouble at all."

Ed came "flying" into the room making the sound of an engine with her lips. "Ed," said Faye, "would you stop running around your giving me a head ache."

"Ed thinks she can fix the ship," she said excitedly.

Faye clamped her hands together and her eyes lit up. "Really Ed? You can fix it?"

"Ed thinks so!" She zoomed into the living room followed by Jet, Jacob, Teresa, and Faye. She opened up a part of the wall and began fiddling with the wires. Suddenly a shock went through her body and she fell over on her back.

"Is she dead," asked Faye, "she doesn't look like she is breathing." Suddenly all of the lights went out and there was a sound, like the power going down, and Ed shot up with a guilty look.

"Ed sorry," she said sadly, "she tried."

Faye stormed away in frustration and Jet just let out a heavy sigh. "No wonder why he doesn't tell us she is the mother," whispered Teresa, "the woman is a total bitch."

"Yeah no kidding," said Jacob, "no wonder why he didn't want us here. This place is a piece of junk. I could make a fortune out of it. I just might have to offer-" He was interrupted by his wife striking him again.

"We are here to visit, not business," she stood up and turned around to see Spike standing there. "Oh hello dear," she said in her fake sweet voice, "we where just meeting the rest of your charming little family!" Spike rolled his eyes at his mother's fakeness. She really knew how to lie, that was for sure. "Oh, and about the little girl," she said, "don't worry honny, we know all about it."

"About what," he asked, "what are you talking about?"

"Now, now," said Jacob, "no need to hide it." They both laughed and walked away waving at him.

"Jet," he said, "may I ask you something."

"No," he said.

" Why did you invite them here?"

"I didn't."

"Well I didn't invite them, so who did?"

"No one," he said, "they invited themselves. How long are they staying?"

"They said they want to stay the week. Hey Jet?"

"What," he asked annoyed.

"What is this business about a little girl?"

"I have no idea," he said. He lit a cigarette and walked off to his banzi, trying to convince himself that murder was a crime.