Title: Sickness aboard the Bebop

Author: SephirothSpirit

Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. So the characters in this story aren't mine.duh!



**Well I'm back from my trip, (actually I've been back for about a week, but again I had to catch up on my work) It was fun I guess. I worked hard on this chapter, it didn't quite come out the way I liked but I still like it, hope you like it too. Thanks again for all those that reviewed and special thanks to those that reviewed every chapter so far, you're the ones that motivate me and get me moving on writing. Well again Thanks everyone, now on with Chapter 8.**





Chapter 8: Silent Screams

On the Bebop, late in the afternoon, Spike sat on the couch silently watching TV. Faye was playing solitaire, and Ed was busy on her tomato. Jet was cooking dinner like he usually did every afternoon. While Faye was playing solitaire she often snuck a glance at Spike. He still looked as if something was bothering him, but that might be because he's tired. He started scratching his bandaged eye, and Faye noticed he was doing that a lot. Jet came in and put down a bowl of noodles-and that was it.

Jet sat down and said, "Sorry guys this is all the food I could afford. The recipe had meat but of course we can't afford it."

Spike mumbled, "What else is new?"

Jet set down a bowl for everyone and Ed was the first to devour her food. Faye took her share and Spike took his sitting back on the couch still watching TV.

Faye then asked, "What's so interesting?"

Spike gave her a confused look and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Faye asked again, "I mean what's so interesting on the TV? Your eyes haven't left it since we came back from the hospital."

Spike then got up, with his bowl, and left towards his room.

Faye scratched her head, "Jeez what's his problem. Not even a smart-ass remark back?"

Jet, who had left to get him self a drink, came back in an said, "What happened to Spike?"

Faye said, "I don't know. I only asked him why he was in front of the TV all day and he just got up and left."

Jet just said, "Maybe he's tired?"

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In Spike's room, he sat on his bed eating, more like picking, his food. A small lamp in the corner was his only light. He took a few bites and then put the bowl on the floor near his bed. He went to lie down when he heard a faint knock at the door.

Spike said, "Yeah?" To whoever was behind the door.

Faye said, "It's me."

Spike said a bit angry, "What do you want?"

Faye said, "I want to ask you a question?"

Spike said, sounding annoyed, "I'm not in the mood."

Faye then opened his door and saw him sitting up in his bed, leaning his head against the wall. His eyes were closed but she knew that Spike knows she was in his room.

Spike said in response to her entering his room, "Faye I said I wasn't in the mood."

Faye then said spotting a full bowl of food on the floor next to his bed, "Not hungry?"

Spike remained silent. Faye then asked, "Is there something wrong Spike?"

Spike sighed and said, "I'm fine Faye, really, I'm sure that's not the reason you came in here."

Faye said softly, "Actually Jet sent me."

Spike replied, "That's what I thought."

Spike again was silent. He then heard the door slowly close, and he went to open his eye, and felt the bed move – Faye had sat down beside him. He didn't look over at her, but tried to ignore the fact she was sitting next to him.

He then asked, "Why are you still here?"

Faye answered, in her normal voice, "You never told me to leave."

Spike said, "I never said you could stay, and when is it you actually listen to people?"

Faye picked up the bowl of noodles off the floor and placed it next to Spike on the bed. Spike looked at the bowl and then at Faye.

Spike said, "What's this?"

Faye said, "Jet asked me to make sure you ate."

Spike growled in anger and yelled, "Why are you two treating me like I'm five years old?"

Faye yelled back, "Because you're acting like one!"

Spike was silent for a moment then he got up to leave, scratching his bandage eye.

Faye asked softly, "You should change that bandage, Spike."

Spike mumbled sarcastically, "Yes, Mom. I'll go ask Dad for some bandages."

He didn't, however, go for bandages. Instead he went to the one place he knew he would be alone.

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If they were in space he could see the stars, but unfortunately they were still stuck here because of his eye. Spike took out a cigarette and lit it. After inhaling and exhaling the smoke he sat on the floor and leaned against the wall and closed his one eye. Thinking about the night ahead and whether he should sleep or not. He was already tired and knew he probably would fall asleep right now. The thought made his eyelids heavy. Spike then went to lie down on the metal floor and fell asleep, his lit cigarette still smoking as it hung off his wet bottom lip.

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Back in the 'living quarters' of the Bebop, Jet was cleaning up as Faye walked in with Spike's full bowl of noodles.

Jet asked, "Not hungry? Or is the food that bad?"

Faye said, "No it's Spike's."

Jet said, "He hasn't eaten hardly all day, where is he?"

Faye said, "I thought he came in here to get bandages for his eye?"

Jet said, "No I haven't seen him since he left earlier."

Faye put the bowl down and went to see if his swordfish was still there. Faye gave a sigh of relief when she saw it still docked. Faye then began thinking on why she was acting so caring all of a sudden. Why did she care if Spike didn't eat or hell, left and never came back? She then remembered the lie she gave earlier on why she went to Spike's room, and Spike's response:

*Faye: "Actually Jet sent me."

Spike: "That's what I thought."*

Spike seemed to know her so well and they haven't even known each other very long. She then decided she would stay out of his way, but then suddenly she heard a blood curdling scream echo through the Bebop…

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~~He could feel his eye being forced open, his other closed. He wanted to tell them he could feel it, but he couldn't move. He told his arm to move but he couldn't move it. Through his 'forced open' eye he saw something sharp come to it then his vision blurred and eventually went black. He could no longer see, he went to open his other eye, but it wouldn't open. He felt pain erupt through his head, it felt as if they were trying to take his eye out completely. He couldn't scream or protest, only feel it, unable to fight back. He then felt his hand burning…~~



**I apologize for the cliffhanger, but I couldn't think of an appropriate way to end the chapter. I'm sure you can all figure out what the last part is, if not you'll have to wait till the next chapter. I plan to get the next chapter up a lot faster then usual so don't worry. Well hope this chapter wasn't too bad, I really worked hard on it. Well hope you liked it, Pease read and review! Thanks, till next chapter…* *