Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop or any other anime - I just like making up stories…oh, and this is my fourth official fan fic and my first Cowboy Bebop fan fic so I'll just apologize now if it sucks. Sorry!


The soft glow of the computer screen filled the room with its luminescent light. The young woman hunched over the screen and grinned madly to herself. "This is a funny, good thing Ed has here! Yes! Ein! Do you know what I know?" She turned to the corgi beside her and patted it violently on the head. "Let's call Faye-Faye!"
Session 9: A Dizzy Improvisation

Faye stood over the sleeping Spike with her hands on her hips, chewing softly on her lip. If there were one thing in this world she hated, it was a situation that was out of her control. She sighed. "Oh Spike. What the hell happened to you?"

As if in answer to her question, Ed's face appeared in a panel in the wall, proving that she could hack into just about any system. "Hello lady!" She grinned.

"Ed! What are you doing? Haven't you got any respect for the sick?" Faye frowned.

"Too true! Is that Spike-person!" She peered behind Faye to Spike's bed.

Faye nodded. "Yea, but he's out cold so don't bother trying to talk to him."

"You should wake Mr. Armstrong up!" Ed bounced around behind her side of the communicator waving her arms about.

"Who's Mr. Armstrong?" Faye arched an eyebrow skeptically.

"He is!" Ed pointed at Spike. "That's what the mail said!"

"What mail? Ed! What the hell are you talking about?" Faye growled.

"Your mail! From the spooky gypsy lady!" Ed flailed her arms again and suddenly dropped her voice to do the best impersonation of the gypsy she could. "So now you've found your love. Your task is very simple, so don't screw it up. He's waiting for your kiss my dear, so give it to him gently and he will awaken. When he wakes, you must take him away from there quickly and you should call him by an alias. I called him Louis Armstrong; I thought it fitting that he takes the name of a man who changed the world in his own small way. But now my dear, keep his name safe, there are those who would love to get their revenge on him." Ed paused now to look at the shocked expression on Faye's face and she squealed with excitement. "You're going to kiss Spike-person!"

Faye turned her face away smugly. "I think I've had just about enough of your bizarreness Ed. I'll see you later on the ship." She leaned over to the screen and pressed a button, ending the conversation. She turned around and stared at the body on the table with a nervous expression. "Kiss him? Louis Armstrong? You've got to be kidding me." She shook her head, smacked her palm against her forehead and silence again filled the room.


After some time spent waiting, the doors opened and Jet entered with a doctor. Faye eyed the doctor; he was short, fat and smiling. He was the sort of man you could picture feeling right at home in a red suit and a fluffy white beard. Faye wasn't sure she liked it. Jet said something to him and he laughed merrily, holding his stomach and shaking slightly. Faye smirked. The doctor marched across the room and took her by the hand and began speaking quickly.

"Well now! I see, I see! You must be the lovely Mrs. Armstrong!" He laughed. "The nurses will all be heartbroken for sure! They were all hoping he was single until his grandmother came by last week! She said you'd be coming as soon as possible and what'dya know! You did show up!" He wiped his eyes and continued. "Now, you'll want to know all about his injuries hmm?" He grinned at Faye who merely blinked at him and turned to Jet who had confusion all over his face.

But Faye was quite the actress, and didn't miss a beat. "Oh! Why, yes! I am Mrs. Armstrong, eh hem, and I am quite concerned about his medical conditions. What can you tell me about him?" She batted her eyes softly.

"Ah! Well, it's all fairly basic. By all medical understandings, he should be up and moving by now, so, we're all baffled. But lemme tell you, when he first came in, whew! We didn't think he'd make it through the night! There wasn't a piece of flesh on his body that was uninjured! Let's see, the more important details are that he lost an eye, but no matter I promise, don't get concerned, we replaced it." He patted Faye on the shoulder as she gasped at his news. "You'll never even notice, I promise! We matched 'em up really good, don't worry!"

She smiled at the doctor. "Oh, I'm sure you did a fine job." She turned to Jet. "His brother and I were just wondering about the, er, the bill?"

"Eh? But, didn't you know? His grandmother paid the full thing last week! She even paid for this whole week, saying she didn't know when you'd come for him!" The doctor shook his head. "She was a really sweet lady."

Faye's jaw had dropped, and for once she was utterly speechless.

Jet finally decided to speak up. "Well, that's great and everything doc, but what do you recommend we do with him now? We'll need all this stuff right?"

Now it was the doctors turn to look confused. "Well, no? I thought that…wait…his grandmother said you had some sort of cure?" He looked at Faye and frowned.

"I have some sort of cure? Are you sure she said that?" Faye blinked.

"Yes, she said you could wake him up, I've been waiting with bated breath to see you do it, so please don't let me down!" The doctor put his hands on his hips.

Jet stepped towards Faye and raised an eyebrow. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

Oh great, if I ever see that gypsy woman again I'm going to kill her. Faye frowned.


Next time:

Faye (timidly): Well…looks like I'm going to have to pucker up and…

Jet (shocked): Are you telling me that you're going to!

Spike (sluggishly): Hey! Shouldn't I have anything to say about this?

Faye (determinedly): No, nobody asked you! Eh hem, next time, Soul Progressions.


wakey wakey eggs and bacy…
…so, when I wake him up, how much longer should I make this thing? We're already on the 10th chapter….hmm…lisa