Title: Unknown Session # 1: Identity Crisis

Chapter: 6

Author: The Infamous Kid Pixie

Disclaimer: Really, I'm not lying to you, I really do not own Cowboy Bebop or any of its rights. Seriously. Do I look like I would lie to you? *Smiles winningly* I do? Oh. Sorry.

Author's Note: Thanks for reviewing me, everyone. To FiveStarSellout, yes, I am four-stinking teen. ^_^ Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment. Thanks for pointing out my 'y'all' error, too. I knew that, really, but I wasn't paying attention and a slipped up. Oops. Sorry. I've had an hour of homework a night, so I'm sorry this took so long. Onward to the story!

Unknown Session #1: Identity Crisis

Chapter 6

            Spike lounged against a column of the massive cathedral. St. Mary's was gargantuan. Vicious had made sure it appeared that Spike had arrived first. Spike, however, was not dumb. He had found the seven sentries and tranquilized them before they could raise alarm that he was there. It was a futile gesture and he knew it. Vicious had known he was there for ages; he was simply playing games with Spike.

            The green haired bounty hunter whistled nonchalantly. If Vicious didn't care, neither did he.

            "The girl, Spike, where is she?" Vicious' voice drifted from behind another column. Spike grinned carelessly. He'd made sure Mickey was with Faye in the Redtail, outside in case he needed backup.

            "What girl?" Spike called, still feigning ignorance. He wondered how long he could keep that up.

            "The little lavender haired girl who was hiding behind you when we spoke yesterday," Vicious barked. Damn, he hadn't been fooled.

            "I don't know, she ran off yesterday," Spike replied. At that moment, the cathedral door swung open with a resounding crash and Mickey strode in.

            "Mickey! He'll kill you!" shouted Spike. Mickey smiled coldly at him and walked straight toward Vicious. Vicious gave Mickey a smile just as chilly as the one she'd given Spike.

            "Hello, Mickey," he said to her.

            "Hey, Vicious," she replied. It all clicked in Spike's head.

            "You set us up," he accused her. "You led Vicious to us." Mickey looked genuinely remorseful.

            "After I met you, I really didn't want to. You all were so good to me. But so it goes," Mickey sighed.

            "Turncoat!" Spike spat. Mickey suddenly looked violated.

            "Hey, now! It's not that bad! As far as I know, he just wanted to speak with you," she yelled defensively.

            Spike and Vicious replied simultaneously, "You must be an idiot."

            Mickey turned from side to side, looking first at Vicious, and then at Spike. "Why…?" She asked him.

            "Vicious lied to you, Mickey," Spike explained. "He wants to kill me. He used you."

            Mickey flipped around, eyeing Vicious suspiciously. "You lied to me? You used me?" She growled.

            Vicious smiled, pulled out his katana, and ran Mickey through with it. "In a word," he said, "yes."

            Mickey gaped at him for a second before her face turned cold. "I loved you," she barked. "You betrayed me!" With that, she toppled to the ground.

            Spike stared for a moment before emptying his pistol at Vicious. He deflected every shot, and Spike paused only to silently praise his skill with a katana. During the pause, he noticed Mickey struggling with something on the ground. As he looked carefully, he realized it was a grenade. He ducked behind a pillar just as Mickey threw it at Vicious.

            Debris swirled around the column, taking out statues of angels and saints as it went. The column took the brunt of the blow, but Spike did catch a stone through his shoulder. Miraculously, Mickey lay on the ground nearly untouched. Spike scanned the room for Vicious, then, finding the cathedral empty, he went to Mickey's side.

            She lay smiling, frequently coughing up blood. When she spoke, her voice had a bubbling sound under it.

            "I missed him," she whispered, her voice failing. "He got away. Saw him leave out the back, I did. I'm sorry…"

            "You'll live. Now quit talking, you'll waste your strength, and you're going to need it," Spike ordered, but he knew it was too late for her.

            "Don't lie to me. I know I'm dying," she smiled, coughing harder this time. "Listen, I'm sorry I brought you here, honestly I am. He tricked me. I loved him and trusted him and he tricked me..."

            "Mickey…" Spike mumbled, trying to staunch the blood coming from her stomach. Too late, too late, his mind screamed at him over and over.  

            "Got to go Spike," she breathed, her voice faded completely. "The angels are calling. Can't you hear them? They sing so beautifully…"

            As the girl grinned contentedly, her body began to warp. Form after form it took, until finally it regressed back into its original shape: the innocent little girl that was Mickey. She smiled again, looking at Spike with faraway eyes. She muttered calmly, looking for all the world like she was the happiest girl on earth. Spike leaned over to catch her last words.

            "That did it. Sorry about your bounty, but I'm gone," she mumbled. "See you, space cowboy."

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A.N.: That did it, y'all. I'll be posting more of these little beauties, if you like, but that was just me rambling. Sorry for the choppiness of this last chapter, I'm wiped out at this point from too much studying. Well, let me know if you liked it, and if you want me to write any more stories (well, I'm writing anyway, but I'd like doing better with approval n_n ). Well, thanks everyone!

*~Kid Pixie~*