Black Widow, Session 4

Love Blooms a Daisy

/thoughts/

"speech"

~^~ time passed

Last time…

 
"Faye, you're drunk. Can we please leave now?" Spike asked impatiently. "Awww…ain't you the cutest little peanut I never did….ever 
did…see." And with that, Faye slumped to the ground, bringing the table down with her. Spike cursed under his breath as all the 
glasses shattered on the floor. "Son of a bitch!" Spike spat, grabbing Faye off the floor. "Wait..wait…heehhe, wait!" Faye said, 
giggling slightly as Spike started to run out of the lounge. Faye tossed a couple of woolong at the bartender and whispered to Spike,
"Now we're even."

Spike smirked and ran out of the lounge, being followed by a few people. "Hey you punk! Get back here!" Someone shouted. Spike only ran faster, wishing he had a gas grenade or something else that would slow down their pursuers. "Hey Spi~i~ike…" Faye said, her voice bouncing as Spike's feet pounded the pavement. "Yeah, Faye?" Spike asked. "I love yo~u." Faye said, grinning from ear to ear, before passing out against Spike's shoulder.

And now…

The Bebop was currently docked at a small port on Venus. Faye was sleeping in a puddle of her own drool and Spike was watching Big Shot. "Did you hear? The infamous Black Widow, who was wanted for murdering billionaires was finally caught!" The bouncy blond, Judy exclaimed. "No kidding!" Punch exclaimed in his all-too-fake accent. "Yup! Just today, two mysterious bounty hunters brought her in and claimed their prize. But don't fret, bounty hunters of the universe, cause there's another hefty bounty just itchin' to be collected!"

Spike turned the screen off and sighed. /I'd forgotten about Roco and Stella…has it really been that long?/ Spike asked himself, puffing on a cigarette. The sound of Faye running into the bathroom to retch her guts out disrupted Spike's thoughts. He silently got off the couch and went to the bathroom. "Hey Faye, you okay in there?" he asked, knocking on the door. A low moan replied. "I'm gonna open the door, okay?" Spike warned. "Mm-hmm." Faye grumbled. Spike opened the door and sighed.

"I told you not to drink so much." He said, crossing his arms. Faye glared at him before resting her head on the toilet seat. "Well I obviously wasn't listening to you." She grumbled. Spike grabbed a washcloth, wet it, and handed it to Faye. "Thanks." She said, wiping her face, only to throw up once again. "Do you remember Roco Bannero? He was with Piccaro Calvino and his goons." Spike asked. Faye wiped her face again and crawled up from the floor. "Yeah..he was your student, right Master?" she replied, rinsing her mouth out at the sink.

Spike smirked. "I totally forgot I'd even been to Venus. I bet it'd make Roco sad if he knew his old Master had forgotten about him." He mused. Faye nodded and rested her head against the towel rack. "Maybe he'd be more understanding if he knew what you were up to. Running ladies out of bars for example." She commented. Spike nodded. "I should probably find Stella and give her a little visit. Who knows if I'll ever go to Venus again." Faye pushed herself off the wall and staggered into the hall.

"You do that. I'm gonna lay back down." She said, before losing her balance. Naturally, Spike caught her before she fell to the floor and there was an awkward silence between them. "Ah, Spike?" Faye asked, still leaning against Spike. "Yeah Faye?" Spike asked, helping to stand her up straight. "Did I…say anything, um..weird tonight?" She asked, blushing slightly. Spike grinned and shook his head. "Nothing aside from your babbling about the stage performer. You said he was stalking you." He replied, deciding to keep Faye's admittings secret.

Faye chuckled slightly. "Oh…he was watching me the entire time you know. He probably had a crush on me or something." She said, starting to walk to her room. "Here, let me help you. You're still not yourself." Spike said, slipping one arm around Faye's waist and the other in her hand. "I'm fi…ne." Faye said, staggering slightly, and holding a hand to her mouth. "No you're not. Why won't you just let me help you?" Spike asked. Faye huffed. "Because, Spike, I don't like taking help from people unless I need it." She said, climbing into bed.

"Well," Spike began, grabbing a small garbage pail, "You need help, Faye. You're drunk off your ass and puking your guts out to boot." Faye growled and pulled her blankets tight against her body. "I don't need help." She warned as Spike sat on her bed. "Whatever. Look, there's a bucket right here in case you gotta puke again. I'm gonna get some sleep, but if you call me, I'll come." He said. Faye tried to shove Spike off of her bed, but he caught her hands. "Jesus Faye, your hands are ice cold." Spike said, shivering slightly.

Faye blushed as Spike took her hands in his and blew on them slowly to warm them up. "You…really don't have to." Faye said, unable to meet Spike's eyes. "Shh, go to sleep." Spike whispered, rubbing Faye's hands gently. "But…" Faye's eyes closed before she could utter another word and she drifted to sleep. Spike sat and admired the woman before him. /Son of a bitch. Maybe being alone in space with Faye wasn't such a good idea after all..Jet, Ed and Ein aren't here to distract my thoughts…and now those thoughts are on Faye…shit./

Spike sauntered into his own room and after washing up, he crawled under the blankets. Despite how much he wanted to sleep, he just couldn't. He kept seeing Faye laying there, her cheeks flushed, hands cold as he held them in his own. Spike tossed and turned almost all night, finally falling asleep as the sun began to rise.

~^~

Spike woke with a pain in his stomach. It even hurt to get out of bed. /Must have been that stupid lounge food./ he thought to himself disgustedly. /Maybe a shower will do me some good/. While Spike was in the shower, Faye was just returning to the ship. "Spike?" She called out, hearing the water running. "Yeah?" Spike called back. Faye set the large bag she was holding on the living room table and replied, "I was just making sure it was you. I bought some food."

"I don't even want to think about food right now." Faye's eyes widened slightly. "Why? What's wrong, are you sick?" Faye asked, walking down to the bathroom. "I think so. That lounge food must have been really old. I never get sick." Spike said. Faye frowned. "I'm sorry I dragged you in there, then. Did you try throwing it up?" Spike chuckled. "Yes, I did in fact. Nothing would come up. I guess it's too far digested or something."

Faye smirked. "Let me know when you're done, I have something that might help you." She said before going to put her things away. Spike could only imagine what sort of thing Faye would have to help him. /Better not be her "monthly pain" medicine/ Spike thought wearily. He got out of the shower quickly and wrapped a towel around his slender waist. "Yo Faye, I'm done!" he called while drying his hair. Faye walked down to the bathroom and handed Spike a small pill. Without questioning, he took it and swallowed it.

"So what'd you give me?" Spike asked. Faye smirked and told him. "A laxative." Spike's eyes widened before he coughed the thing back up and spit it into the toilet. "Faye! What the hell are you giving me a laxative for?!" he exclaimed angrily as Faye was walking away from him. "Because, Spike, it's the only way you're going to feel better. The best thing to do is get the food out of your system before it does any more damage." She said before disappearing through a door.

Spike grumbled all the way back to his room and sat on the bed while drying off. He was going to visit Stella that day to try to get away from Faye for awhile. /I just hope my stomach feels better by the time I'm ready to go/ Spike thought as he began to get dressed. He headed towards the "kitchen" and peeked into the grocery bag on the table. /It would so figure that we actually have good food when I don't even want to eat. Tch./ He thought angrily, clutching his stomach. "Aw, poor Spike still isn't better yet, huh?" Faye said, poking her head into the room.

He merely glared upwards at his shipmate before heading outside. "Hey! Where are you going?" Faye exclaimed. "I've got some things to take care of while we're still on Venus." Spike replied, heading down the busy streets. Faye sighed and watched Spike's retreating figure longingly.

Meanwhile on Earth, Jet was getting familiar with Daisy, much to his delight. Ed started to complain about being bored, so Daisy invited them to her home. "I know it's kind of soon but I'd really like if you came over." Jet couldn't refuse, and they were on their way. Ed was playing with Daisy's daughter, Lola, in the back seat. "Y'know Daisy…I thought the only people crazy enough to live on Earth were hackers who messed around with communication satellites." Jet said.

"Yes, that's true. The other percent are people who either can't afford to leave Earth or who just don't want to. My parent's fit in both those categories..they still think of Earth as the right place to be, you know?" Daisy explained. Jet nodded and flinched as a meteorite crashed onto Earth somewhere in the distance. "Hm..but aren't they afraid that a meteorite would crash into their house eventually?" he asked, glancing back at Ed and Lola. Daisy smiled. "Not really for their sake. They're ready to die, but it's Lola they're worried about."

"That's part of the reason I came back to Earth to live with them. They don't want to die with Lola at home, because then she'd be there all alone. I guess I'm just there to take over where I left off." She continued, glancing back at Lola. "When your parent's do…pass, are you going to move back to space?" Jet asked as a house loomed into view. Daisy paused for a moment. "I'm not sure. I'm waiting for the right time to ask Lola about it." She answered finally. The car pulled to a stop.

Jet and Daisy climbed out of the car, Lola and Ed following suite. Lola pulled Ed towards the house, ignoring Daisy. "I guess I'll introduce you to my parents." Daisy said with a sigh. /This seems to be moving awfully fast. I wonder what she's going to do next../ Jet followed Daisy inside, feeling out of place in the homey atmosphere. Doileys and curtains as far as the eye could see. Sunlight filtered into the house making a odd shape on the floor. "Jet? What's the matter?" Daisy asked as Jet continued to look around.

"Hm? Oh, nothing. I'm fine." Jet said quickly, following Daisy into the next room where two elderly people sat. The woman was apparantly knitting and the man was nodding off. "Mom, Dad?" Daisy said, trying to get their attention. "Where's Lola?" the woman immediately asked. "In her room, I assume.." Daisy answered slowly. The woman snapped her head up and barked. "Don't assume! Go find out!" Jet panicked when Daisy left him in the room alone. "Well…she's found herself another Ariton, has she?" the woman sneered.

Jet backed into the wall. It wasn't like him to be afraid of anyone, especially an old woman with fuzzy slippers. "Ah…I'm just a friend of Daisy's, ma'me. I've got no bad intentions." Jet said cautiously. The woman peered at Jet a little longer before going back to her knitting. "She's a bad seed. I'd suggest you just leave this place." The woman snipped. Luckily for Jet, Daisy came back. "She's in her room, as I thought." She reported with a slight attitude. "Thinking isn't your strong point." The woman said.

Daisy pulled Jet out of the room and sighed again. "I'm sorry to have left you alone with her. Did she say anything?" She asked. Jet chuckled. "If I didn't know better, I'd say that woman was senile." He said jokingly. "She is." Daisy replied seriously. "That's another reason I came back to Earth. My Dad called me when Mom attacked him because she didn't recognize him." Jet raised his eyebrows. "Sounds like Alzheimers." He said, glancing back in the room. "Yes, that layed ontop of a cold snippy woman makes my mom whole. I feel horrible for Lola having to deal with it."

At that moment, Lola came downstairs with Ed. "What's that? Are you talking about me again?" Lola asked. Daisy moaned inwardly. "No, honey, I was just explaining to Jet about Grandma, that's all." She replied. Lola glared at her mother before raiding the fridge with Ed and heading back upstairs. "She might enjoy living on the Bebop for awhile." Jet remarked to himself. Daisy's eyes widened slightly. "Huh?" she asked. Jet laughed, slightly embarrased. "Oh, nothing. I just thought she'd have fun living in space. She might even be grateful to you."

/Dammit Jet! This is a woman you've known for a few hours and you're already invited her to live with you!?/ Daisy smiled but looked into the room with her parents. "That'd be quite an adventure..but I couldn't leave my parents alone." She answered. Jet sighed in relief. "When you can, give me a call." He said before walking back outside. "Wait a minute, Jet!" Daisy called, chasing the man. "Hm?" Jet asked, turning around. "You didn't tell me how to contact you." Daisy said with a slight smile.

Jet smiled and wrote something down on a piece of paper before handing it to Daisy. "Here's the ships frequency. I'll be looking forward to your call."  [A.N.-I wasn't sure how she would contact the ship, ie: phone call, frequency, etc so I chose frequency. If there's a term used in the show, let me know! A.N.]

SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY…