A/N: Ok, I've decided to makes this Romance/Drama for now. I don't think I
can jam some action into this fic. So sorry for those who wanted an action
packed romance fic. But there is a lot of emotional action... Eh okay. Just
read it hehe.
Disclaimer: I don't own CB.
If only you knew
So many things were rushing through Faye - what to say, what do to, what to ask. She couldn't figure out the right thing to say first, so she waited in silence. Spike thumbed his cup of coffee. He too was speechless.
Faye looked up and broke the ice "It's been five months. Where were you?"
Spike began slowly, "Well, after the big fight, what was left of the syndicate called an ambulance. Vicious was completely dead, and I was hanging by a thread. So a miracle happened, and I lived. As you can see, I'm getting better, except for a few wounds here and there..." He wanted to ask so many things, but he held back. He didn't want to see her cry, but the questions were tugging at him, and nagging.
Faye became uncomfortable, her palms were sweating and she could barely sit still. 'Why didn't he come looking for us, if he was alive all this time? Did he not want to find us? Was it too painful? Or did he even care at all. Maybe I should just leave, I don't want to bring up bad memories for him. I found my answer anyway... But I wish I could - "
"I'm sorry, Faye" he spoke softly.
Faye looked up as her train of thought was ended. His eyes were so sincere. He was truly sorry.
"I'm sorry, for everything." He looked down; he was expecting her to fight back. She had every right, and he knew it.
Faye was shaking now. She felt something inside of her go numb. She didn't know what to do so she just did what came naturally.
"You're... Sorry?!"
Spike flinched. 'Here it comes' He thought.
Faye broke down in tears and hugged Spike. It felt so good to be in his arms. She had been waiting for this for so long. The dreams, the waiting, the sleepless nights - it was all worth it. "Spike... I never knew this day would come. I thought I was so prepared for what was to come. And now look at me. I can't... believe you're... here. After months and months of wondering and waiting, you're finally here, and I don't know what to feel..." She buried her face into his chest and tightened her grip to see if he was really here with her. She felt like a child, a lost child with no where to go. "Maybe I should just go... I... I only came here to find closure... and I think I have" She lied bitterly. Spike saw right through her as she choked on the last word. She didn't want to leave. Not now - not if he was still alive.
"No" Spike jumped in quickly. His voice was so deep and Faye felt the soothing vibrations that it gave off. It tingled all the way down her spine.
Faye still stayed in his arms, somewhat confused. She wasn't sure if she had heard right.
He relaxed. "I can't afford to lose you again..." he said softly. She shivered at his words he actually cared. Maybe he felt the way she did.
She looked up at him, to see if he was really speaking the truth, and he was. She could see it in his eyes. Spike looked away. "I'm sorry Faye, but I have to go. Meet me at my apartment tonight for dinner" He handed her his address on a small sheet of paper. "I don't think we're finished just yet."
Spike let go of Faye and stood up. He looked down to see if she was okay. Faye assured him with a nod. "I'll see you later." He said.
"Yeah, see you." She felt so good to be able to say that - to see Spike again. Damn it felt good. She looked down at the paper and held it closely to her.
**** Meanwhile
Spike returned to the Red Dragon Headquarters and went straight up to his office. He sat at his desk before his meeting and stared at the picture of Faye he had kept since he left the Bebop. It was framed and on his desk, next to a tiny velvety box. He glanced at the clock. 'Damn, I'm almost late again. Maybe I can just cancel today. I need time to think.' He checked in with his secretary and cancelled the meeting. Spike put his feet up on the desk with his hands resting behind his neck. He sighed and smiled "She's actually here. Maybe I can start over, finally..."
**** End
A/N: Is everything moving too fast? I'm trying to keep the characters in character. (that's...confusing) But some situations call for the OOCness. If it bothers anyone, go ahead and tell me! Any other questions? Don't be shy to ask =)
Disclaimer: I don't own CB.
If only you knew
So many things were rushing through Faye - what to say, what do to, what to ask. She couldn't figure out the right thing to say first, so she waited in silence. Spike thumbed his cup of coffee. He too was speechless.
Faye looked up and broke the ice "It's been five months. Where were you?"
Spike began slowly, "Well, after the big fight, what was left of the syndicate called an ambulance. Vicious was completely dead, and I was hanging by a thread. So a miracle happened, and I lived. As you can see, I'm getting better, except for a few wounds here and there..." He wanted to ask so many things, but he held back. He didn't want to see her cry, but the questions were tugging at him, and nagging.
Faye became uncomfortable, her palms were sweating and she could barely sit still. 'Why didn't he come looking for us, if he was alive all this time? Did he not want to find us? Was it too painful? Or did he even care at all. Maybe I should just leave, I don't want to bring up bad memories for him. I found my answer anyway... But I wish I could - "
"I'm sorry, Faye" he spoke softly.
Faye looked up as her train of thought was ended. His eyes were so sincere. He was truly sorry.
"I'm sorry, for everything." He looked down; he was expecting her to fight back. She had every right, and he knew it.
Faye was shaking now. She felt something inside of her go numb. She didn't know what to do so she just did what came naturally.
"You're... Sorry?!"
Spike flinched. 'Here it comes' He thought.
Faye broke down in tears and hugged Spike. It felt so good to be in his arms. She had been waiting for this for so long. The dreams, the waiting, the sleepless nights - it was all worth it. "Spike... I never knew this day would come. I thought I was so prepared for what was to come. And now look at me. I can't... believe you're... here. After months and months of wondering and waiting, you're finally here, and I don't know what to feel..." She buried her face into his chest and tightened her grip to see if he was really here with her. She felt like a child, a lost child with no where to go. "Maybe I should just go... I... I only came here to find closure... and I think I have" She lied bitterly. Spike saw right through her as she choked on the last word. She didn't want to leave. Not now - not if he was still alive.
"No" Spike jumped in quickly. His voice was so deep and Faye felt the soothing vibrations that it gave off. It tingled all the way down her spine.
Faye still stayed in his arms, somewhat confused. She wasn't sure if she had heard right.
He relaxed. "I can't afford to lose you again..." he said softly. She shivered at his words he actually cared. Maybe he felt the way she did.
She looked up at him, to see if he was really speaking the truth, and he was. She could see it in his eyes. Spike looked away. "I'm sorry Faye, but I have to go. Meet me at my apartment tonight for dinner" He handed her his address on a small sheet of paper. "I don't think we're finished just yet."
Spike let go of Faye and stood up. He looked down to see if she was okay. Faye assured him with a nod. "I'll see you later." He said.
"Yeah, see you." She felt so good to be able to say that - to see Spike again. Damn it felt good. She looked down at the paper and held it closely to her.
**** Meanwhile
Spike returned to the Red Dragon Headquarters and went straight up to his office. He sat at his desk before his meeting and stared at the picture of Faye he had kept since he left the Bebop. It was framed and on his desk, next to a tiny velvety box. He glanced at the clock. 'Damn, I'm almost late again. Maybe I can just cancel today. I need time to think.' He checked in with his secretary and cancelled the meeting. Spike put his feet up on the desk with his hands resting behind his neck. He sighed and smiled "She's actually here. Maybe I can start over, finally..."
**** End
A/N: Is everything moving too fast? I'm trying to keep the characters in character. (that's...confusing) But some situations call for the OOCness. If it bothers anyone, go ahead and tell me! Any other questions? Don't be shy to ask =)