A/N: Looks like I made a mistake on the last chapter's author's note. That wasn't Faye's POV. I changed my mind while I was writing it and I kinda left the author's note the same without noticing... All that stuff with Faye and Vicious was all present tense. If that confused you even more, then I'm sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own CB and the line in the scene with Faye and Vicious. I heard it in a song called Boom Biddy Bye Bye by Cypress Hill and The Fugees.



The Scandal



"Have you found her yet, Ed?" Jet's gruff voice ran over the com. unit.



"Patience, patience! Ed wonders, Faye-Faye where are you hiding?" Ed typed furiously on her keyboard. "Here? No, not here. There? No, not there. Where, where, where?" She sang cheerfully.



Spike was becoming impatient "Quit messing around Ed, it's not the time to- "



Suddenly beeping noises from Ed's computer stopped Spike. "Aha! Ed has found Faye-Faye!"



"Well, where is she?"



All attention was drawn to Ed. Jet and Spike listening intently, Noelle drying a dish absentmindedly, and Ein whining at her side. Ed's yellow eyes widened at the info displayed on Tomato. "Uh oh... Spike-person, listen carefully" Ed was serious and the Bebop crew didn't like the sound of it. "Faye-Faye is in the city slums on Mars. It looks like a secret hide out for big tough guys and I think Faye-Faye could be in a little trouble." There was a brief silence. No one knew what to say or think. All they knew was that they had to find her and fast.



"All right, lets get started then. Send those coordinates over to Jet and me, pronto."



****Meanwhile

Faye awakened in a dim room. It was very large with a fireplace across from the double dark oak doors. Her vision finally focused from being closed for too long. There was Vicious, sitting closely near the fire. His dark eyes reflected the bright dancing flames. Faye looked at the door and shifted slightly but she was restrained again; she glared at the coldness from metal of the handcuffs.



Vicious turned his head towards her as soon as he heard the faint jingle of the cuffs. Their eyes met with out any of them saying a word. Faye glared at him, which made him look back to the fire. 'Damn it... when will this all end?' Her glowering eyes were fixed on him. Vicious could feel her cold stare, it was piercing him, making his hairs stand on ends; she was getting to him. Vicious shifted uncomfortably as her what seemed endless scowl went on.



Vicious rose from the seat, he couldn't take it anymore. He shoved his hands into his pockets and walked over to Faye's chair. He towered over her, staring down at her. She was still glaring at him. He let out a sigh. She continued to glare. Vicious turned and headed for the door but Faye stopped him in his tracks.



"You think you have a soul... But you're a dead man walking." (A/N: This is the line)



Vicious spun around. Faye enough guts to insult him. She was brave, or she just made a big mistake. 'Well they say there's a fine line between bravery and stupidity' Vicious thought. He put on his grim smirk hoping it would break her stare. It didn't, Faye just smiled back. Vicious cocked an eyebrow and huffed as he headed towards the door. 'She'd be a good one, if she weren't attached to Spike' He thought.



"You sort of remind me of me. You're just as empty, face it." He stopped at the door.



"Hah! I'm nothing like you" she spat dryly.



"Just listen to yourself! You look bitterly at the past just as I." He tried to start to win her over.



"That may be at sometimes. But I don't thirst for the blood of revenge. I'm smart enough to know that doesn't work anymore. I didn't think men like you could be so stupid, guess I was wrong huh."



Vicious ignored her insults. 'I wonder how Spike could be interested in this one...' He opened the door. Suddenly, an idea came into his evil mind. He turned his head towards Faye, looking her up and down and smirked. 'Ha. Now I see... Maybe I should make her enjoy her stay here...' She was still glaring, despite his dangerous grin. 'Damn pervert. I won't let him get the best of me if that's what he thinks.'



"You seem quite unhappy, Ms. Valentine. Is something bothering you?" he brought his nose to hers. Faye stared angrily into his eyes and more wrinkles at her forehead began to form. Just then, Faye realized she had a trick up her sleeve and it was the perfect time to use it. She felt her com. unit that was disguised as lipstick. 'All right, the call is set to the Bebop. I just hope this place doesn't track any unauthorized calls. Ah damn I hope Jet is near... Well it's worth a shot. Okay, here I go.' She gave him her most confident snake eyes and her own grim smirk. "Oh something is bothering me... You're too far away," she said seductively. Vicious cocked an eyebrow but kept his smirk and moved closer to Faye. She put her legs on both sides of him. Vicious seemed to enjoy this very much but it wouldn't last very long. She gripped him tightly with her legs and put all her weight forward. The extremely heavy chair began to tumble onto both of them. Faye was being crushed by this chair, but so was Vicious and that's what she needed - the perfect way to stall. She pulled the lipstick cover off and called the Bebop. "Is anyone there? Jet! Save me! Trace the call and hurry!"



Vicious eyed her suspiciously. 'What the hell is she...' He realized what she was doing. "Oh fuck..." He said slowly. Faye winked at him, "Yeah that's right."



"Hah! You forgot about all my men out there. I could call them any second"



"Yeah? And why haven't you done so" her grin expanded. "You're bluffing, all your handy devices are across the room, and it looks like your not going anywhere." She forced her knees on to his hands, crushing them.



Vicious squirmed uncomfortably under her. Suddenly, voices from Faye's black pants came, "Faye-Faye???" She was shocked to hear that voice. "Ed...?" Faye spoke. "Ed! Find me and hurry!"



"Okay, okay! Tracing call! Jet-person and Spike-person will be over! Hang on Faye-Faye!" Ed knew the importance of the cry for help and didn't stall at all. She pinpointed Faye's location and saw exactly the building she was in. Ed immediately gave Jet and Spike the information and of course, Faye and Vicious heard too.



"You can't escape..." He glared. "Help!" He fake-cried, "Save me!... Ever think I could just verbally order my men? Now it's time to teach you-"



Vicious could no longer speak due to Faye's lips pressed firmly against his. She had to find some way to shut him up and stop him from calling his men. He couldn't move. He couldn't get his men. He was helpless. Vicious attempted to yell for help but it was muffled by Faye's lips. He was weak from old battle wounds with the show down with Spike and could not find the strength to push her and the chair off of him. Vicious bit her tongue, making her yell but she still kept her lips pressed against his. The two were breathing heavily and squirming, one trying to move and the other trying to keep the other one from moving. Pounding noises from Vicious' feet clashed with the suppressed yells.



The men guarding the door smirked at each other "Looks like they're enjoying themselves" they all laughed. "Well, I think boss will be busy for a while, lets go take a short break."



The men walked down the long hallway and to the elevator. Little did they know, a surprise was in store for them. The door opened to reveal their gift. The guards saw two men; one of them was in a blue suit. "Uh..." The guards stood, baffled. Spike and Jet aimed they're guns. "Yo." Two swift shots rang out in unison as the guards began to fall. 'This is too easy' Spike thought as he shot down the men.



"You go ahead, I'll watch your back and make sure no one else gets up here." Jet explained over the gunshots.



"All right, thanks."



Suddenly more guards turned the corner down the hall. The bounty-hunting duo exchanged fired until Spike threw a grenade. The smoke cleared to dead bodies lying on the floor in a pool a blood. Jet nodded at Spike in assurance.



"You be careful kid!" Jet shouted as he watched him run off.



One last security guard was spying on the commotion. He groped for his gun while keeping his eyes locked on Jet. The man was shaking and it made the gun rattle. Jet saw the man in the corner of his eye. When he turned, the man shot furiously however, he managed to pierce Jet's thigh. Jet winced at the pain but quickly ignored it and shot the guard in the head. He panted heavily as he saw more guards rushing over. "Aw shit... They just don't get enough."



Vicious and Faye turned their head from each other and to the door at the sound of the knob turning. "Hel-!" Vicious tried to yell, but Faye again shut him up with her mouth.



The door swung open. "What the... Faye!?" Both of them looked up.



"Spike!" she yelled.



"What the hell is going on?" Spike demanded with shocked eyes.



Vicious grinned at his enemy's jealous expression. Spike glared.



****To be continued



A/N: How was that? Hehe, isn't that ending part just like one of those soap operas on t.v.? Tell me what you think! Oh and I think my break is over... Well I didn't really get anything done, and my books are due tomorrow, I'll just renew them and get more time to procrastinate.