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When It's Over
Chapter 4: It's Not Over
Later that evening, Spike was sitting on a small, concrete wall in an alley next to 'The Silver Cabaret', a popular club in the middle of the city. Spike rubbed his head as the pounding music from the club took its toll on him. A slim figure in a black coat walked up to him. Spike threw his cigarette down before taking the figure in his arms.
"I know you didn't risk sending me a message just for this." He said.
Julia shook her head. "I had to tell you something." She linked her fingers with his. She hesitated until Spike lifted her chin and then she sighed. "I'm leaving with Vicious tomorrow." she said.
Spike stared at her and when she didn't return his gaze, he sat back down and looked away.
"Vicious said that he needed to take care of something on Venus, so we are just going to spend some time there."
"How long?" Spike asked.
She shrugged. "A month, I guess." She looked at him. "I am coming back, though."
"You don't know that-"
Julia put her hands up to his face. "I will come back to you, Spike. I promise."
Spike wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.
"I didn't choose Vicious that day, Spike. I just didn't want anything to happen. I don't want either of you to get hurt." She said as she ran her fingers through his hair and kissed the top of his head.
"I can take care of myself, you know that." He tightened his arms around her and buried his head in her coat. He sighed. "Don't leave me, Julia."
"I'm not leaving you, Spike. I'm just going away for a while. That's all." She kissed the top of his head again.
Spike stood up and traced her face with his hand. Then he put her face in his hands and kissed her. Finally she pulled away from him, and put her hood back on as she walked away.
When Spike returned to the Bebop, he found Faye curled up in a tiny ball and groaning in pain on the couch.
"I thought you were cured." Spike said as he leaned against the doorframe.
"Yeah, me too. Apparently, old remedies only take the pain away temporarily."
"Where have you been?" Faye asked.
"Out."
"It's not fair. I didn't want things to end this way. All I can do is sit around and wait to die."
"Hey. You don't know that for sure." Spike said, actually sounding sympathetic.
Faye looked up at him.
He shrugged. "Well, it hasn't killed you yet, has it?" He put his hands in his pockets. "Personally, I think you are too stubborn to die." He started walking down the hallway.
"Thanks a lot, Spike." Faye rolled her eyes.
"Anytime."
That entire night, Faye had been slipping in and out of consciousness, but had finally fell into a restless sleep. Spike was sitting across from her, smoking.
"I'm sorry, Faye." He said, before leaving the room.
Faye smiled. "I heard that."
"Damn." Spike feigned a dramatic sigh and walked out of the room.
The next morning, Spike was standing in the doorway of the bonsai room, talking to Jet, when Faye walked past him, smirking.
"What's up with you?" Spike asked.
"Nothing." She said, feigning innocence as she continued slowly down the hallway.
Spike turned back to Jet. "I will never understand women. And I thought I was a complex person." He said.
"They were put in this galaxy to make everything worse and more confusing." Jet said. "And remember Faye is from Earth, so that explains a lot of it." Jet said as Edward rolled by and crashed into the wall.
"Waaayaaaiiiii!"
"See what I mean?" Jet said.
Edward lay sprawled out in the middle of the floor. Spike shook his head and stepped over Ed.
"Heelloo, Spike!"
"Hi, Ed." Spike walked to his room.
Ed stood up and walked into the room and stared at Jet and his trees.
"Do you need any help, Jet?"
"No thanks, Ed."
"Oookay!" She said and 'flew' out of the room.
Faye was sitting on the couch playing cards, when Spike sat down across from her. Spike stared at her confused before lighting a cigarette.
"You seem to be feeling better." he said.
Faye shrugged. "Not really."
"Then why are you smiling all of a sudden?"
"You said you were sorry." She said, smiling at him.
He raised an eyebrow at her. "You are still dwelling on what you think I said to you?"
She shrugged. "Yesterday. When you were sitting right there, you told me that you were sorry."
"Nope. You must have been hallucinating, because I never said that." He stood up and walked out of the room.
Faye turned around and smirked at him. "I heard you say it, Spike!" Then she went back to her card game.
Everyone was in the sitting room, eating dinner.
"What is that noise?" She asked, referring to a rattling noise that they had been hearing for a few days.
"I have no clue, Ed is it you?" Spike asked.
"No way!" Edward said.
"Uh, I am so sick of this." Faye said, moving her food around on her plate with her fork.
"I can't take this." Spike said.
"Be glad there is something to eat." Jet scolded.
"Edward is glad. And so is Ein!" Ed said, as Ein barked.
Jet noticed that Faye had barely touched her food. "You should eat, Faye, you look like a ghost." Jet said.
Jet was right, Faye did look like a ghost. She had grown paler than usual and had big bags under her eyes. She had also lost weight.
"I would rather eat Ein's food." Faye stood up and walked toward the cabinet. Ein growled and jumped in her way. "Okay, okay, I won't eat your food." Faye turned to sit back down when a bolt fell from the ceiling and hit her shoulder.
"Ow." Faye sighed and dropped to the ground. "Well, I figured out what that rattling noise was." She picked up the bolt and showed it to them.
"Faye, are you okay?" Jet asked.
She sat there trying to massage her shoulder but the task was impossible because of the bruises. She gave up and tried to put her head in her hands, but that also meant pain, so she just dropped her head.
"I think so, but your ship is falling apart." Faye said.
"Yeah, yeah." Jet walked into the kitchen to get some of the ointment Faye had made to temporarily take away the pain.
Spike tried to help Faye up, but she resisted.
"No, I don't think I can handle getting up right now."
Spike shrugged. "That is starting to look really bad." He said, referring to her bruised shoulder.
"Yeah, I know, but there's nothing I can do about it, right?" She slowly climbed to her feet. "You would at least think I could die beautiful, huh?" She sat back down on the couch and tried to put the ointment on. She sighed and put the container back down. "I can't even put this stuff on, it hurts so badly. I can't even scratch an itch anymore, a mere touch causes immense pain." She set the ointment down and walked down the hallway.
Jet and Spike were walking down the hallway towards the control room.
"She's dying, Spike, and there is nothing I can think of that will help anymore." Jet said.
Spike put his hands in his pockets. "Oh well. No one lives forever."
Jet shot him a glance. "True, but not everyone is as ready to die as you are, Spike." Jet continued walking as Spike stopped.
He saw Faye sitting on the ground near the Redtail.
"What are you up to?" He asked, walking over to her.
She sighed. "I was going to go see the ponies or something, but I don't have the energy." She shook her head. "I hate being the damsel in distress."
"Are you asking for help?" He asked, putting his hands behind his head and smirking at her.
She glared at him. "No way, especially not from you." She stood up and stretched. "Well, I'm gonna go see if Ed has found anymore bounties-"
"Marco is out." Spike said.
Faye quickly turned around. "What?"
Spike nodded.
Faye walked toward him. "What do you mean 'out'?" She asked, her emerald eyes blazing.
"He escaped."
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When It's Over
Chapter 4: It's Not Over
Later that evening, Spike was sitting on a small, concrete wall in an alley next to 'The Silver Cabaret', a popular club in the middle of the city. Spike rubbed his head as the pounding music from the club took its toll on him. A slim figure in a black coat walked up to him. Spike threw his cigarette down before taking the figure in his arms.
"I know you didn't risk sending me a message just for this." He said.
Julia shook her head. "I had to tell you something." She linked her fingers with his. She hesitated until Spike lifted her chin and then she sighed. "I'm leaving with Vicious tomorrow." she said.
Spike stared at her and when she didn't return his gaze, he sat back down and looked away.
"Vicious said that he needed to take care of something on Venus, so we are just going to spend some time there."
"How long?" Spike asked.
She shrugged. "A month, I guess." She looked at him. "I am coming back, though."
"You don't know that-"
Julia put her hands up to his face. "I will come back to you, Spike. I promise."
Spike wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.
"I didn't choose Vicious that day, Spike. I just didn't want anything to happen. I don't want either of you to get hurt." She said as she ran her fingers through his hair and kissed the top of his head.
"I can take care of myself, you know that." He tightened his arms around her and buried his head in her coat. He sighed. "Don't leave me, Julia."
"I'm not leaving you, Spike. I'm just going away for a while. That's all." She kissed the top of his head again.
Spike stood up and traced her face with his hand. Then he put her face in his hands and kissed her. Finally she pulled away from him, and put her hood back on as she walked away.
When Spike returned to the Bebop, he found Faye curled up in a tiny ball and groaning in pain on the couch.
"I thought you were cured." Spike said as he leaned against the doorframe.
"Yeah, me too. Apparently, old remedies only take the pain away temporarily."
"Where have you been?" Faye asked.
"Out."
"It's not fair. I didn't want things to end this way. All I can do is sit around and wait to die."
"Hey. You don't know that for sure." Spike said, actually sounding sympathetic.
Faye looked up at him.
He shrugged. "Well, it hasn't killed you yet, has it?" He put his hands in his pockets. "Personally, I think you are too stubborn to die." He started walking down the hallway.
"Thanks a lot, Spike." Faye rolled her eyes.
"Anytime."
That entire night, Faye had been slipping in and out of consciousness, but had finally fell into a restless sleep. Spike was sitting across from her, smoking.
"I'm sorry, Faye." He said, before leaving the room.
Faye smiled. "I heard that."
"Damn." Spike feigned a dramatic sigh and walked out of the room.
The next morning, Spike was standing in the doorway of the bonsai room, talking to Jet, when Faye walked past him, smirking.
"What's up with you?" Spike asked.
"Nothing." She said, feigning innocence as she continued slowly down the hallway.
Spike turned back to Jet. "I will never understand women. And I thought I was a complex person." He said.
"They were put in this galaxy to make everything worse and more confusing." Jet said. "And remember Faye is from Earth, so that explains a lot of it." Jet said as Edward rolled by and crashed into the wall.
"Waaayaaaiiiii!"
"See what I mean?" Jet said.
Edward lay sprawled out in the middle of the floor. Spike shook his head and stepped over Ed.
"Heelloo, Spike!"
"Hi, Ed." Spike walked to his room.
Ed stood up and walked into the room and stared at Jet and his trees.
"Do you need any help, Jet?"
"No thanks, Ed."
"Oookay!" She said and 'flew' out of the room.
Faye was sitting on the couch playing cards, when Spike sat down across from her. Spike stared at her confused before lighting a cigarette.
"You seem to be feeling better." he said.
Faye shrugged. "Not really."
"Then why are you smiling all of a sudden?"
"You said you were sorry." She said, smiling at him.
He raised an eyebrow at her. "You are still dwelling on what you think I said to you?"
She shrugged. "Yesterday. When you were sitting right there, you told me that you were sorry."
"Nope. You must have been hallucinating, because I never said that." He stood up and walked out of the room.
Faye turned around and smirked at him. "I heard you say it, Spike!" Then she went back to her card game.
Everyone was in the sitting room, eating dinner.
"What is that noise?" She asked, referring to a rattling noise that they had been hearing for a few days.
"I have no clue, Ed is it you?" Spike asked.
"No way!" Edward said.
"Uh, I am so sick of this." Faye said, moving her food around on her plate with her fork.
"I can't take this." Spike said.
"Be glad there is something to eat." Jet scolded.
"Edward is glad. And so is Ein!" Ed said, as Ein barked.
Jet noticed that Faye had barely touched her food. "You should eat, Faye, you look like a ghost." Jet said.
Jet was right, Faye did look like a ghost. She had grown paler than usual and had big bags under her eyes. She had also lost weight.
"I would rather eat Ein's food." Faye stood up and walked toward the cabinet. Ein growled and jumped in her way. "Okay, okay, I won't eat your food." Faye turned to sit back down when a bolt fell from the ceiling and hit her shoulder.
"Ow." Faye sighed and dropped to the ground. "Well, I figured out what that rattling noise was." She picked up the bolt and showed it to them.
"Faye, are you okay?" Jet asked.
She sat there trying to massage her shoulder but the task was impossible because of the bruises. She gave up and tried to put her head in her hands, but that also meant pain, so she just dropped her head.
"I think so, but your ship is falling apart." Faye said.
"Yeah, yeah." Jet walked into the kitchen to get some of the ointment Faye had made to temporarily take away the pain.
Spike tried to help Faye up, but she resisted.
"No, I don't think I can handle getting up right now."
Spike shrugged. "That is starting to look really bad." He said, referring to her bruised shoulder.
"Yeah, I know, but there's nothing I can do about it, right?" She slowly climbed to her feet. "You would at least think I could die beautiful, huh?" She sat back down on the couch and tried to put the ointment on. She sighed and put the container back down. "I can't even put this stuff on, it hurts so badly. I can't even scratch an itch anymore, a mere touch causes immense pain." She set the ointment down and walked down the hallway.
Jet and Spike were walking down the hallway towards the control room.
"She's dying, Spike, and there is nothing I can think of that will help anymore." Jet said.
Spike put his hands in his pockets. "Oh well. No one lives forever."
Jet shot him a glance. "True, but not everyone is as ready to die as you are, Spike." Jet continued walking as Spike stopped.
He saw Faye sitting on the ground near the Redtail.
"What are you up to?" He asked, walking over to her.
She sighed. "I was going to go see the ponies or something, but I don't have the energy." She shook her head. "I hate being the damsel in distress."
"Are you asking for help?" He asked, putting his hands behind his head and smirking at her.
She glared at him. "No way, especially not from you." She stood up and stretched. "Well, I'm gonna go see if Ed has found anymore bounties-"
"Marco is out." Spike said.
Faye quickly turned around. "What?"
Spike nodded.
Faye walked toward him. "What do you mean 'out'?" She asked, her emerald eyes blazing.
"He escaped."
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