DISCLAMER:I DON'T OWN CB.
Endless Epic
Chapter eight: a lil' romance for the ages
A/N: this IS A RATED R STORY, ALTHOUGH I WONT GO INTO DETAIL, YOU'LL GET THE PICTURE. TRUST ME.
"what do you want, Faye?" Spike asked. 'why did she knock, she never knocks…'
"why did you help me?" Faye asked in a low voice. Her eyes on his naked back. 'doing his JO~DO what ever.'
"it is not JO~DO…" he let his voice drift on. "what do you want?" he asked again.
"why did you help me. I didn't need you're help." She said her eyes misty as she waited for an answer. Suddenly Spike got up, and put on his shirt that was laying on the bed. Then he walked over to her.
'she never acts like this, what brought on the sudden change? Does she really care, she never asked before why I did the things I have done. Why I am always there to save her.' Spike thought, while Faye expected some smart ass remark about all her mushiness. She had never asked Spike this. She had never hinted her feelings for him except the time he left to fight Vicious. But that was special. But she didn't see why now was special.
"If you didn't need my help, then why did you wait for me to come. You knew you weren't going to shoot." Spike told her. But there was no lingering smile on his face. He was serious.
"I would have…"
"if I hadn't came to save the precious damsel in distress." He said tauntingly. Then to his surprise, he saw a tear in Faye's eye.
"does you eye still see the past, Spike. Are you still haunted by the nameless shapes of you're past." Faye asked. But it was more of a statement. 'why am I being so damn honest. Shit, I should just tell him my love for him now that I have said so much.
"you are such a……" but Spike couldn't finish because Faye's kiss which he returned as her arm touched the back of his neck making him cringe for more.
Leaving there clothes on the floor they spent the night in each others arms.
As Spike looked over his shoulder, he realized who it was at his shoulder. 'Faye' Spike thought as he remembered what had happened that night. And he realized that he wasn't ashamed, or felt bad, he felt content. He got up to call Jet.
'Spike, and I. I never thought of us THAT way. Wasn't I the one that said it would be laughable to think of Spike loving me… maybe I was wrong.' Faye thought as she dreamed contently. Snuggled up against Lunkhead.
"I should be there in a few minutes." Jet told Spike impatiently.
"well, how did you raise the dough for the bebop?"
"I will tell you later. Where's the woman?" he asked, not really caring.
"probably in her room." Spike said, deciding not to tell him about what went on last night. "why, hoping that I would leave her for dead?"
"I have no such luck!" Jet said, laughing. 'he wouldn't understand…" Spike told him self. Knowing it was true.
"Faye, wake up, Jet will be here soon." Spike warned her, and left to the bathroom as Faye was dressing.
"okay, I am going to wait for Jet." Faye informed him. Her speech was back to normal.
"whatever." Spike told her, getting ready for the normality to arise around them, but knowing it wouldn't. Faye knew it too, and Jet wasn't that dumb. He would find out in due time.
As Spike looked in the mirror, he felt free, and loved. He realized that even though he still loved Julia, he would never let Faye die like Julia, never.
"that is a promise I don't know if I can keep… people usually die around me. I am a disease." He couldn't help but think. 'I gotta forget about Julia. I love her, and always will, but I have to move on………….' He let the thought carry on.
Please R&R. thankies! more tomorrow, since its half day.
I am sorry this is kinda short, but my hamster, Tuggles, is just begging me to play with her, and also, a girls gotta sleep! See ya! Ja Ne! Adieu.
321…. Lets JAM!
Endless Epic
Chapter eight: a lil' romance for the ages
A/N: this IS A RATED R STORY, ALTHOUGH I WONT GO INTO DETAIL, YOU'LL GET THE PICTURE. TRUST ME.
"what do you want, Faye?" Spike asked. 'why did she knock, she never knocks…'
"why did you help me?" Faye asked in a low voice. Her eyes on his naked back. 'doing his JO~DO what ever.'
"it is not JO~DO…" he let his voice drift on. "what do you want?" he asked again.
"why did you help me. I didn't need you're help." She said her eyes misty as she waited for an answer. Suddenly Spike got up, and put on his shirt that was laying on the bed. Then he walked over to her.
'she never acts like this, what brought on the sudden change? Does she really care, she never asked before why I did the things I have done. Why I am always there to save her.' Spike thought, while Faye expected some smart ass remark about all her mushiness. She had never asked Spike this. She had never hinted her feelings for him except the time he left to fight Vicious. But that was special. But she didn't see why now was special.
"If you didn't need my help, then why did you wait for me to come. You knew you weren't going to shoot." Spike told her. But there was no lingering smile on his face. He was serious.
"I would have…"
"if I hadn't came to save the precious damsel in distress." He said tauntingly. Then to his surprise, he saw a tear in Faye's eye.
"does you eye still see the past, Spike. Are you still haunted by the nameless shapes of you're past." Faye asked. But it was more of a statement. 'why am I being so damn honest. Shit, I should just tell him my love for him now that I have said so much.
"you are such a……" but Spike couldn't finish because Faye's kiss which he returned as her arm touched the back of his neck making him cringe for more.
Leaving there clothes on the floor they spent the night in each others arms.
As Spike looked over his shoulder, he realized who it was at his shoulder. 'Faye' Spike thought as he remembered what had happened that night. And he realized that he wasn't ashamed, or felt bad, he felt content. He got up to call Jet.
'Spike, and I. I never thought of us THAT way. Wasn't I the one that said it would be laughable to think of Spike loving me… maybe I was wrong.' Faye thought as she dreamed contently. Snuggled up against Lunkhead.
"I should be there in a few minutes." Jet told Spike impatiently.
"well, how did you raise the dough for the bebop?"
"I will tell you later. Where's the woman?" he asked, not really caring.
"probably in her room." Spike said, deciding not to tell him about what went on last night. "why, hoping that I would leave her for dead?"
"I have no such luck!" Jet said, laughing. 'he wouldn't understand…" Spike told him self. Knowing it was true.
"Faye, wake up, Jet will be here soon." Spike warned her, and left to the bathroom as Faye was dressing.
"okay, I am going to wait for Jet." Faye informed him. Her speech was back to normal.
"whatever." Spike told her, getting ready for the normality to arise around them, but knowing it wouldn't. Faye knew it too, and Jet wasn't that dumb. He would find out in due time.
As Spike looked in the mirror, he felt free, and loved. He realized that even though he still loved Julia, he would never let Faye die like Julia, never.
"that is a promise I don't know if I can keep… people usually die around me. I am a disease." He couldn't help but think. 'I gotta forget about Julia. I love her, and always will, but I have to move on………….' He let the thought carry on.
Please R&R. thankies! more tomorrow, since its half day.
I am sorry this is kinda short, but my hamster, Tuggles, is just begging me to play with her, and also, a girls gotta sleep! See ya! Ja Ne! Adieu.
321…. Lets JAM!
