Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop

I finally have this done! WOOT! I'm sorry for keeping you all waiting, but I hope that you enjoy this. I have no excuses for taking so long.

Also, thank you to Mariamcardoso, Kamimura, animebdoll, Blindy, TheEvilAshleyness, and jilly for reviewing.

Also, I really suck at fight scenes, so when you get to that point... Please bare with me. I tried.

The smell of grim, dirt, and human waste clung onto the air. The entire place was riddled with trash and rubbish that would make the even dirtiest people cringe with disgust. Even then, there were people loitering about or even digging through the piles of trash. All the while, Faye walked through this place with a look of disgust on her face.

There was nothing that stood out more than her bright vinyl suit and her perfectly clean form. People all watched her with awe and amazement as if she was some kind of goddess descended from heaven. No one dared to go near her, and some even averted their eyes as if they weren't worthy to see her.

She didn't pay attention to these people as she tried to walk without stepping into an unknown pile of waste. The place was so disgusting that she could practically feel the bad odor clinging onto her skin.

She cringed with she could hear the disgusting sloshing noise that her footsteps made. She made a note to herself to burn her clothes and shoes after this was done, and not to mention the fact that she would stay in the bathtub until her whole body resembled a prune.

Until then, she would have to deal with the horrible odor and feeling this place gave off. Her communicator was held tightly in her head as she watched the screen with a twitching eyebrow. The picture held within it was already a bit blurry, and it was already hard to discern each person from another.

"Why me?" she sighed a bit dramatically, but she continued to travel through the disgusting land. Her eyes scanned each and every person she passed, but there was none that even had anything similar to the man that she was looking for. That didn't mean that she didn't complain to herself.

She sighed once again and forced herself to walk through this disgusting dump. It wasn't very long until she reached a dirty old shack. It looked similar to the other houses surrounding them, but this one was still different. It was cleaner, bigger even. It looked exactly like something a bounty would hide in.

She stalked inside with her usual air of confidence, and she acted as if she didn't just walk around the dirtiest area in the universe. A coy smirk played on her lips as she looked around inside.

There were no lights inside the shack, and she swore that she heard rats scramble about when the light pooled in through the door.

She heard someone's light breathing across the room. She pulled out her gun cautiously, and stepped inside even further. The breathing became loud and frantic with each step she took inside the small room, and it almost seemed as if it was directly next to her ears.

It surrounded her like it had no exact place, but she still continued to move forward. The air was moist inside, and the air swirled around her with a strange smell that was even more pronounced over the garbage.

A strange growl followed the sound, and Faye quickly reacted. Her gun pointed straight at the space it came from, and her finger twitched against the trigger.

Her heart was pounding hard inside her chest, and the sound was loud in her ears. There was so much noise in this room, and it surrounded her. There were claws that scratched against the wooden walls, and the growling of the monster continued even louder than before.

"Come out," she growled. Her fist tightened around the gun in preparation to fire whenever it was needed.

There was a chocked sob that answered her, and she was taken back by that sound. Her grip almost loosened its hold, but she was quickly alert when the sound of a body dragging across the floor reached her ears.

What showed up was just monstrous. A creature that looked as if it was once human crawled into the light coming from the door. Its sharp teeth growled at her angrily. One hand held sharp claws tinted purple while the other hand was completely torn off. It was a monster that Faye never thought that she would have to face.

Without thinking, she shot at it out of fright. It did little to damage the creature, and all it did was anger the monster. It parried the attacked and went straight for her. For such a creature, Faye was surprised at how fast it moved, and she was knocked onto the ground.

She bit back a curse as the claws dung into her shoulder. It burned with tremendous pain on contact, and she felt as if magma flowed through her veins. Her eyes widened as she gazed upward. Small droplets of tears made its way onto her face.

The creature was crying.

She didn't have long to contemplate it because the pain increased even more, and everything became hazy.

Her mind barely registered the creature's heavy breathing as it dragged itself away from her, and a soft beeping noise rang in her ear.

Faye gasped as she shot up from the bed. Beads of sweat ran down her face, and her body felt overheated. She kicked the covers away from her body and sat up, but she winced when a sharp pain made itself known.

She reached up to gently hold her shoulder, and she found that it was covered in blood. That was no dream. She disregarded that fact and forced herself to stand up.

Faye staggered out of her room, but she stumbled out of the door. She held herself up against the wall, but her body felt so hot that it was overwhelming.

"Idiot," she heard Spike murmur. She barely managed to raise her head to glare at the green haired man. He watched her with a smirk on his face, and that only made her glare even harder.

"Out of the way Lunkhead," she gritted out. She pushed herself away from the wall to try to shove past him, but she just collapsed onto the ground.

"Fuck," Spike cursed as he rushed towards her. He lifted her up to see her half-lidded eyes glance up at him. He cursed again and rushed her into her room.

It did little to help her. The pain raced through her like an intense fire that was slowly seeping through her veins. Her body was burning, and not even his cool hand could extinguish the heat. Faye's hands clawed at her own body, and her long nails left thin trails of blood in attempts to ease the pain. Her mind couldn't think straight and any movement cause her more pain, but still she continued to claw at herself.

An animalistic growl left her lips when hands clamped down on her own and pushed her against the bed. Her body thrashed about to try to escape free from Spike's grip. It was so hot that it was painful and anything touching her body just made it worse. The searing hot pain focused on the points where she was touched, and it only enraged her more.

"Damn it, Faye!" Spike growled. "Calm down already!" He pushed his body against hers even more forcefully than before, and it caused a pain grunt to leave Faye's lips. The pain was becoming too much to bear, and she just had to move.

She bucked her body forwards and forced Spike off of her. She stood and took hold of anything she could get her hands on. Her movements were frantic as things went flying through the air. The entire room was a mess, and all Spike could do was try to dodge the items Faye threw.

Her body was ablaze, and it only became hotter and hotter. Excruciating pain agitated her entire body, and it took all her will to just keep herself from screaming out in pain. Spike cursed and rushed forward. He grabbed a hold of her once again and tried to force her to calm down, but it was no use.

She writhed and screamed in pain, and the lack of movement only made her whole body burn in agony. She cursed and screamed for Spike to let her go, but he was much stronger than she was.

Everything was moving so fast around Faye, and soon she was limp in Spike's arms. Her body was numb from any feeling besides the pain, and she found that she couldn't move. It trickled beneath her skin like lava that was waiting to burst. Her heart slowed, and she felt lethargic.

Spike cursed when he found out just exactly what this meant. Faye was dying. He grabbed a hold of her body, hoping, willing, for a way to calm down Faye's pain. He rushed down the hall, his steps loud even in his own ears, and her mass rested in his arms like dead weight.

He couldn't bring himself to stop for any reason at all. He didn't even stop to ask Jet to see if he has somehow found an antidote for Faye's illness.

He rushed towards the bathroom and dropped Fay into the bathtub a bit ungracefully. She gave out a moan of pain, but she couldn't even attempt to get up. Her whole body was too weak to hold her up, and she felt her heart beating rapidly like it was going to burst.

Another moan left her lips, but this time it was a cross between pleasure and pain. Her eyes were wide open as the pellets of water hit against her. The heat was nowhere near being extinguished, but it was enough to keep her from dying for a few moments.

Spike found it as good of a time as any to make his way towards Jet. His footsteps were rushed like it was before, but it seemed that maybe he was going even faster this time. It didn't take long to reach Jet, but the look of frustration on his face was enough to tell him that the cure was not found just yet.

"Did you get anything yet?" he tried anyways. Jet didn't even look away from the screen as he continued his search.

"Does it look like I found anything?" he retorted gruffly. He sounded tired and worn out, a sure sign that he had been looking long and hard. Spike ran a hand through his air with a frustrated sigh and turned to Ed instead; maybe she found something.

"You get anything Ed?" he asked. Ed merely just swayed back and forth, occasionally reaching out to type a few things.

"Ed no find anything!" she pouted. Spike growled and kicked the wall in anger. Jet sighed, but he could do nothing to calm down the green haired man. He had to find a way to save Faye.

He balled up his fist, but there was nothing he could do unless he knew where the bounty or antidote was. He couldn't do anything until either thing was found, so he settled for turning around and stalking back towards Faye.

She was delirious when he got back to her. Her eyes were half-lidded, and a sly smirk was sprawled across her face. She leaned over the edge of the tube completely soaked. Her body was leaning forward towards Spike, and he just had to go forward and bended down to be eye-level with her.

There was water rolling down her clothes, her skin, and her hair, which was matted against her face. Her arms were wet when they draped over his shoulder. He couldn't bring himself to care as her face leaned near his.

"Spike," she spoke slowly, sensually even. She leaned forward and nuzzled her face against his shoulder, and a soft sigh left her lips. He brought his arms around her; her skin still felt too hot even though she had been laying in a cold shower. He closed his eyes and brought her closer.

She welcomed his cool touch and beckoned him to move closed. It wasn't very easy because of the bathtub, but he managed to. Her breath brushed against his ear, and a shiver went down his spine when he felt her mouth engulf his earlobe.

It didn't last long though, because a faint voice screaming forced him to pull away from her. "Ed found it, Ed found it!"

Spike quickly pulled away from Faye, which earned him a whine from her, and rushed towards Ed's voice. The said girl grinned up at Spike and pointed at the monitor.

"Bounty, bounty!" she sang with a wide grin. Spike narrowed his eyes and nodded without another word. He was gone before anyone could say anything else.

"Send me the location," Spike ordered Ed as he prepared his ship. With a few clicks, his order was carried out, and he was gone from the ship. Jet looked out with a grim look on his face, but even he was holding on to hope.

Ed's information brought him onto an isolated cabin. The smell was just as bad as the dump Faye resided in, maybe even worse. The once lively forest was now decaying and burnt onto the ground. The leaves wilted and shuddered against the harsh and cold wind.

The smell of rotting flesh and acid was strong in the air. Blood and death seemed to be prominent, but as he cautiously stepped inside the shelter, the eerie atmosphere seemed to cease.

The place appeared clean enough, maybe even cleaned than it should be. Everything was white and sterile, almost like it was a hospital. The furniture, bland and neat, placed itself strategically around the house.

Each door was a blinding white, and the house was so quiet that no matter what Spike did, his footsteps rang through the air. Even so, he tried his best to creep up to a door and open it as quietly and carefully as possible.

His eyes glanced upon the equally clean room before closing the door and trying another one. This place seemed to be abandoned, but the house was too well kept to be alone.

Each room was empty until his eyes fell upon the last one. His heart pounded in his chest as his hand reached or the cold doorknob. It gave a loud creak when he pried it open, but he met was he was looking for. Inside was completely dark, and he could barely make out a stairwell laid out in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes and rushed down the stairs. He no longer cared about being cautious or quiet. Now that he was sure that his goal was near, he had to act fast. Faye could be dead by now.

When he reached the bottom, the smell was no longer sterile or clean. It was exactly as it was outside, but only worse. The walls were lined up with pelts and shelves of organs. Spike cringed with disgust when he saw the disfigured creatures lying in cages just waiting to get out.

There was blood splattered against the floor, walls and ceiling, and in the middle of this chaos was a man. He was a short man who looked ages and tired. His back had a permanent hump on it from the long hours of hunching over to do his project.

"Don't move," Spike warned in a dangerous tone. The man froze and Spike could see that this man was shaking in fear.

"Who are you?" he asked with a frightful pitch.

"I need the antidote," Spike answered, completely disregarding the question.

"What antidote are you talking—" He wasn't able to continue because a bullet shattered through a jar in front of him.

"Don't play dumb with me. I know for a fact that you inject all of these creatures with poison before you let them loose. You must have an antidote for it."

"Y-yes, I do! B-but please, I don't know which po-poison you are talking about." Spike narrowed his eyes, but he didn't lower his gun.

"It causes delusion, slow beating of the heart, and extreme temperature. It looks like it's for a slow and painful death cause by overheating."

"O-oh! Ye-yes! I have that right here." The man turned around with a vial in his hands, but before Spike could get it, he threw it into the air and lunged at a large red button. As soon as it was pressed, all of the cages were opened.

"Shit!" Spike cursed as he tackled the bounty and pointed the gun onto his head. "What the fuck did you do that for?"

"Did you honestly think that I would give you the antidote so easily?" He chuckled and held up a different vial. "This antidote protects you from any of the poisons I own, but the problem is that I haven't tested it yet."

There were growls emitting throughout the room, and Spike just growled back. He took the syringe and injected it into himself.

"It's only life or death now for you," the man chuckled. Spike grinned and stood up with his gun tight in his hand.

"Same to you, old man." He lunged out just as a creature was reaching for him. He shot the one human hand it had, which caused it to jump back in pain.

Unfortunately for Spike, this creature had a tail that swept him off of his feet. He flew into the air and collided with another creature, whose claws dug into Spike's shoulder.

He groaned in pain, but brought his gun up to shoot its arm. The creature howled in pain, but instead of letting go, the claw dug even deeper into his skin. This only alerted the other creatures of his presence, and they all rushed towards their direction.

These monsters were ruthless. They tore at each other to move towards what they thought was a meal.

Spike wouldn't allow them to get to him so easily. He ripped the claw off of himself, ignoring the wrenching pain in his shoulder, and threw it over his shoulder and onto another fiend.

He dove to the side and grabbed the vial on the floor. Spike was about to dart to the stairs, but he looked back to see all of the beasts attacking each other.

It was then that he noticed just what exactly they were fighting over. The dead bounty's body was torn apart between these monsters as they tried to devour whatever type flesh they could get to, even each other's.

Spike turned away from the massacre and ran up the stairs and out of the hellhole. His vision was blurry from blood loss, but he pushed himself forward. He collapsed into his ship with the vial clutched firmly in his hand.

The autopilot was set on as he felt himself slowly drift off. Not long after, he felt himself jerked awake. Jet's face frowned down at him when he saw all the blood pooling out of Spike's shoulder, but he ignored it.

He pushed himself away from Jet and limped down the hallway. He opened the door to the bathroom to find that Faye was still in there, but this time she was completely naked and soaking in the bathtub.

She turned to him right as he walked in, and a smile crossed her face as she got up to greet him.

"Spike," she murmured in the same sensual voice as before. She scrambled forward ungracefully, and she almost fell flat on her face, but she was caught by Spike.

"Clumsy wench," he muttered almost adoringly. "Why the hell are you naked?"

At first, Faye ignored him, in favor of pressing her bare body against him. Her lips moved across his exposed neck. Spike closed his eyes in attempts to block out the feeling of her body against his, but it didn't work.

Her mouth moved up to his ear, but just as her hands brushed against his shoulder, he stifled a moan f pain. "You're hurt," she pointed out softly.

Her voice and the jolt of pain brought him back to life. "Drink this," he told her while he held up the vial. Faye's eyes narrowed and she firmly shut her mouth and shook her head. For one reason or another, her body rejected the idea of drinking such a vile looking substance.

"For the love of god," Spike growled. He took the vial and poured it into his own mouth before firmly pressing his lips against her.

A muffled moan left her lips as she instantly reacted. The liquid rushed into her mouth, but she didn't care; all she could feel was his warm lips against hers.

That was, until a rush of coldness flushed throughout her body. The moan turned to one of pain as she pulled her mouth away from him. She shivered and pressed her body firmly against him, wishing now more than ever that she still had her clothes on.

Spike cursed in his head and pressed her firmly against himself, but he was once again becoming dizzy from blood loss. He fell back with a grunt and they both blacked out in each others arms.

It wasn't long after they fainted that they were found by Jet. He only smiled and carried them both out to be treated. They would survive, Jet was sure of that, and nothing would allow the smile to be wiped away from his face.

Jet now knew that Spike really did care for Faye.

The End
Again, sorry for taking so long. Please R&R, and hopefully, I won't take so long to update next time.