How about that? I got two reviews on my first chapter! That's much better than mah last fic, but that's another story. Anyway, I'm just gonna shut up and let you read before you ignore me again. =/





AND, I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE PPL! THEY BELONG TO . . . *forgot company's name for some reason* . . . SOMEBODY ELSE! Sue me. It's midnight.



THE REAL FOLK BLUES - PART FOUR!




Spike stopped, his hand on the door's handle. "What happened, Spike? Where's Vicious?" Jet inquired. Spike smirked a little, then turned to face Jet. "He's dead now. Finally. I would be too, but it seems that fate has bigger plans for me. The Red Dragons' medic team came to help Vicious, but he was already dead. I; however, was still very much alive, just unconscious. They nursed me back to health, but I don't know why." Jet looked down slightly. "You know, it's strange how you always seem to stay alive." Spike's smirk faded as he nodded. "Oh, and Spike . . . Faye . . . well," Jet tried to finish, but Spike had left.

***Scene Switches To The Bebop***



"Great, now Jet's gone. I'm all alone. Again. I have no one but my past." Faye slammed her fist against the steel wall. She sat down on the couch and lit a cigarette. About ten minutes later, Jet came walking through the door. "I thought you had abandoned me," Faye spoke flatly. The door opened again, but Jet hadn't done it. "I can't do that, now can I?" Spike asked, still covered. Faye's face paled as she jumped back in her seat. "You . . . have . . . got . . . to . . . be . . . kidding . . . "



***Scene Switches to Earth***



Ein whimpered as he staggered across the rough ground, Ed lagging behind. "Ein, wait up for Ed!" Ein stopped, ears perked up, and waited for the young girl to catch up. "Ed doesn't know any more . . . Spike person and Jet person took good care of Ed and Ein. Faye-Faye did too. Maybe Ed should go back?" Ein flopped down onto the ground and barked once. Ed sat down, pulling out a small computer. "All right then . . . Its reunion time!"



***Scene Switches To The Bebop***



Spike removed the cowl and sat across from Faye, looking at her silently. She fought as hard as she could, but tears slowly drifted down her cheeks anyway. "You're . . . back . . . and alive . . . I can't . . . believe it," She managed, between sobs. He leaned over, still staring. "Look into my eyes, Faye." She did as told, then started to cry more. "Now, do you believe me?" Faye hurried to her feet and ran to her room, crying. "What's gotten into her?" Spike asked. Jet looked at him, then shook his head and sighed. "You might want to go talk to her."




First Spike, now Ed! I'm so evil, rebelling against Bebop's storyline! But, hell, who gives a damn? Stay tuned for chapter 3 soon. Ciao!