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 it's new chapter time! Thanks to all who reviewed last chapter, some were even a surprise to me. Well thanks again to all that reviewed. Hope you like this chapter, well enjoy!*
Chapter 10: Comfort In The Darkness
He could hear footsteps come toward him. He couldn't tell who it was because both his eyes were closed. A hand gently pulled away Spike's hand holding his bruised eye. He felt the hands wrapping the bandage around his eye. He cringes at the motion, since his eye was extremely sensitive due to his previous poking. He then felt something cold go in his hand. The gentle hand picked up his hand, holding the cold item, up to his newly bandaged eye.
The cold slowly helped ease the pain. He felt the hand stroking his hair. Next the hand went down his face and he could feel it caress his cheek. Before he could open his eyes to see who owned these 'gentle hands' he heard the footsteps running away. He opened his eye and looked down to see a strand of violet hair near his foot. Spike picked it up and smiled. He put the 'cold item' or ice pack down and heard a rumble from his stomach. He decided he should help himself to that dinner Jet mentioned.
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Faye ran to her room and closed the door. She sat on her bed staring at the door. 'What were you doing Faye?' is what Faye had whirling through her mind, due to her previous actions. At first she figured she was just being nice, but now… Faye hoped Spike didn't know that was she. She kept telling herself he didn't know, and if he did she would just tell him he had something on his face. 'Yeah that would work!' she thought.
Then she walked to her door and said out loud as she touched the door knob, "Stop kidding yourself, Faye. You know what you did… you just don't know why…" She opened the door and walked towards the living room.
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Spike was sitting on the couch again this time eating and watching TV. Faye walked in and stopped at the entrance of the living room ready to turn back as she saw Spike, but then decided to sit across from him on the chair- trying not to act suspiciously in case he didn't know. Spike didn't notice her at first but smirked when she sat across from him.
Faye saw the bowl empty in his lap and said, "I see you finally decided to eat."
Spike said, "Yeah pain tends to make me hungry sometimes." He then added nonchalantly, "Oh thanks for your help earlier."
Faye looked shocked and started to blush, an odd silence between the two lasted about a minute.
When finally Faye said, "Um… your welcome." Saying it as if it were a question.
Spike gave a smirk and but the bowl down, in the same instant he turned off the TV. He lied down on the couch and put his arms behind his head. He closed his eye. Faye just sat there watching Spike sleep; she sat there for a while then decided to play a game of solitaire. About half way through her game she heard a muffled sound coming from Spike, which sounded like moaning or crying. Wait-crying? Faye went over to Spike, who was facing away from her towards the couch, and saw his hand over his face grabbing his bandaged eye. He moaned in pain, it seemed. Faye tried to pull his hand off his eye, since he was almost squeezing it, before he hurt himself, but Spike grabbed her wrist and began to squeeze it, hard.
Faye then screamed, "Spike! Wake up, Spike! You're hurting me, Spike. Wake up!!"
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~~He could feel his eye being forced open again. It was hard to focus, but he could see men with white masks holding what looked to him like knives. He tried to talk, yet couldn't. Lifting his arms or legs was also out of the question as well. He saw the 'knife' like object come to his eye causing him to lose his vision. The pain was excruciating. He wanted to tell them he could feel it, but couldn't move. He felt tears run down his other eye, trying anything to get these doctors attention. He then felt his arm move, he grabbed the nearest hand towards his eye. He could hear screaming as he squeezed the hand he caught, making it feel the pain he was feeling. The screaming started to form words he understood, 'Wake up, Spike…your hurting me…' He wouldn't stop though, since it was meant to hurt. He then felt his hand being forced off the hand he caught. His hand went limp and he lost his gripe on it. The pain increased in his eye and everything went black…~~
Faye was panting after the struggle with Spike's outburst form his dream. A few minutes after she got out of his gripe, Spike woke up. He jolted up on the couch also breathing fast and shaking.
He inspected his hands and went to touch his face; he touched the tears and tasted them, "Tears?"
He just sat there in shock and went to get a cigarette and lighter in his shirt pocket. He was shaking really bad and ended up dropping both the cigarette and the lighter.
Spike said, "Damn." His voice was hardly a whisper, shaking too.
He put his feet on the floor and looked up to notice Faye standing there rubbing her wrist. He went to get his cigarette and lighter when Faye came over and picked it up. Spike saw her wrist and asked in a low voice, "What happened to your wrist, Faye?"
Faye was taken off guard, and realized Spike didn't know he was the one who did that to her. She put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it for him. He didn't seem to notice it though. His one eye was wide and his hands shook.
Faye snapped her fingers in front of his face and said, "Spike, are you ok?"
He whispered, "I don't think so."
Faye took the cigarette from his mouth and put it in hers. She went to sit next to him and took his trembling hand. Spike gave no reaction and he was still breathing fast.
Faye started to rub his back with her hand slowly and said, "Spike, you have to calm down, your going to hyperventilate."
Faye could tell he wasn't listening. She tried to think of something, anything, to calm him down. She tried rubbing his hand gently but it brought no reaction. She then remembered her actions 'she wished to forget' seemed to calm him down. She didn't want to but she didn't care, Spike was freaking her out! She sat on the small table across from Spike and began stroking his hair. Spike closed his eye and started taking deep breaths and calming down as Faye ran her hand down his face and caressed his cheek, which was now wet since he was crying, which Faye still couldn't believe, and sure Spike couldn't either. She traced the side of his face with her fingers and then put the hand on his shoulder. Since he was almost fully calm now. He swallowed hard and took one last deep breath.
Faye asked, "Are you ok now?"
Spike slowly opened his eye and saw Faye with his cigarette. He took it back and said, "Yeah, thanks."
Spike leaned back on the couch inhaling and exhaling smoke, forgetting Faye was there.
She went and sat next to him and asked, "Spike, what the hell happened to you?"
Spike said, "What do you care?"
Faye began to think, 'what is he oblivious to reality? Why the hell was I sitting here trying to clam him down if I didn't care?'
Faye then said to Spike, "Well for one you're the one who hurt my wrist." Saying this in her normal voice.
Spike looked over and said, "I was?" With a rather shocked expression on his face.
Faye said, "Yeah I was trying to help you from hurting yourself in your dream and you end up hurting me instead."
Faye got up to leave but Spike held her back, "I'm sorry, Faye. I didn't know."
Both were silent till Faye spoke up, "What were you dreaming about?"
Spike closed his eye and gasped as his dream started replaying again at the thought. Spike just said, "I don't know. What I do know is I can't go back to sleep."
With that Spike got up and headed towards his room. Faye again didn't know what to say or do. All she could do was wait for Spike to admit that there was something wrong. But she knew, due to his stubborn attitude, he would not ask for help. Faye then decided to get some much-needed sleep, and hopefully Spike forgot what she did earlier – or did she want him to forget?
*Well that's it for chapter 10. Again I hope it wasn't too out of character. I know Spike doesn't cry, but this was involuntary or not under his control. Anyway please read and review everyone!! Also for all the Ed fans, she'll be appearing in the next chapter. I would have but her in earlier but I couldn't find a place in the story she would fit, until now, so check out the next chapter and don't forget to review this one. Hope you liked this chapter! Don't forget to review and that those reviews really motivate me. Thanks again till next chapter…*
Author: SephirothSpirit
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. So the characters in this story aren't mine.duh!
*Well it's new chapter time! Thanks to all who reviewed last chapter, some were even a surprise to me. Well thanks again to all that reviewed. Hope you like this chapter, well enjoy!*
Chapter 10: Comfort In The Darkness
He could hear footsteps come toward him. He couldn't tell who it was because both his eyes were closed. A hand gently pulled away Spike's hand holding his bruised eye. He felt the hands wrapping the bandage around his eye. He cringes at the motion, since his eye was extremely sensitive due to his previous poking. He then felt something cold go in his hand. The gentle hand picked up his hand, holding the cold item, up to his newly bandaged eye.
The cold slowly helped ease the pain. He felt the hand stroking his hair. Next the hand went down his face and he could feel it caress his cheek. Before he could open his eyes to see who owned these 'gentle hands' he heard the footsteps running away. He opened his eye and looked down to see a strand of violet hair near his foot. Spike picked it up and smiled. He put the 'cold item' or ice pack down and heard a rumble from his stomach. He decided he should help himself to that dinner Jet mentioned.
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Faye ran to her room and closed the door. She sat on her bed staring at the door. 'What were you doing Faye?' is what Faye had whirling through her mind, due to her previous actions. At first she figured she was just being nice, but now… Faye hoped Spike didn't know that was she. She kept telling herself he didn't know, and if he did she would just tell him he had something on his face. 'Yeah that would work!' she thought.
Then she walked to her door and said out loud as she touched the door knob, "Stop kidding yourself, Faye. You know what you did… you just don't know why…" She opened the door and walked towards the living room.
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Spike was sitting on the couch again this time eating and watching TV. Faye walked in and stopped at the entrance of the living room ready to turn back as she saw Spike, but then decided to sit across from him on the chair- trying not to act suspiciously in case he didn't know. Spike didn't notice her at first but smirked when she sat across from him.
Faye saw the bowl empty in his lap and said, "I see you finally decided to eat."
Spike said, "Yeah pain tends to make me hungry sometimes." He then added nonchalantly, "Oh thanks for your help earlier."
Faye looked shocked and started to blush, an odd silence between the two lasted about a minute.
When finally Faye said, "Um… your welcome." Saying it as if it were a question.
Spike gave a smirk and but the bowl down, in the same instant he turned off the TV. He lied down on the couch and put his arms behind his head. He closed his eye. Faye just sat there watching Spike sleep; she sat there for a while then decided to play a game of solitaire. About half way through her game she heard a muffled sound coming from Spike, which sounded like moaning or crying. Wait-crying? Faye went over to Spike, who was facing away from her towards the couch, and saw his hand over his face grabbing his bandaged eye. He moaned in pain, it seemed. Faye tried to pull his hand off his eye, since he was almost squeezing it, before he hurt himself, but Spike grabbed her wrist and began to squeeze it, hard.
Faye then screamed, "Spike! Wake up, Spike! You're hurting me, Spike. Wake up!!"
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~~He could feel his eye being forced open again. It was hard to focus, but he could see men with white masks holding what looked to him like knives. He tried to talk, yet couldn't. Lifting his arms or legs was also out of the question as well. He saw the 'knife' like object come to his eye causing him to lose his vision. The pain was excruciating. He wanted to tell them he could feel it, but couldn't move. He felt tears run down his other eye, trying anything to get these doctors attention. He then felt his arm move, he grabbed the nearest hand towards his eye. He could hear screaming as he squeezed the hand he caught, making it feel the pain he was feeling. The screaming started to form words he understood, 'Wake up, Spike…your hurting me…' He wouldn't stop though, since it was meant to hurt. He then felt his hand being forced off the hand he caught. His hand went limp and he lost his gripe on it. The pain increased in his eye and everything went black…~~
Faye was panting after the struggle with Spike's outburst form his dream. A few minutes after she got out of his gripe, Spike woke up. He jolted up on the couch also breathing fast and shaking.
He inspected his hands and went to touch his face; he touched the tears and tasted them, "Tears?"
He just sat there in shock and went to get a cigarette and lighter in his shirt pocket. He was shaking really bad and ended up dropping both the cigarette and the lighter.
Spike said, "Damn." His voice was hardly a whisper, shaking too.
He put his feet on the floor and looked up to notice Faye standing there rubbing her wrist. He went to get his cigarette and lighter when Faye came over and picked it up. Spike saw her wrist and asked in a low voice, "What happened to your wrist, Faye?"
Faye was taken off guard, and realized Spike didn't know he was the one who did that to her. She put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it for him. He didn't seem to notice it though. His one eye was wide and his hands shook.
Faye snapped her fingers in front of his face and said, "Spike, are you ok?"
He whispered, "I don't think so."
Faye took the cigarette from his mouth and put it in hers. She went to sit next to him and took his trembling hand. Spike gave no reaction and he was still breathing fast.
Faye started to rub his back with her hand slowly and said, "Spike, you have to calm down, your going to hyperventilate."
Faye could tell he wasn't listening. She tried to think of something, anything, to calm him down. She tried rubbing his hand gently but it brought no reaction. She then remembered her actions 'she wished to forget' seemed to calm him down. She didn't want to but she didn't care, Spike was freaking her out! She sat on the small table across from Spike and began stroking his hair. Spike closed his eye and started taking deep breaths and calming down as Faye ran her hand down his face and caressed his cheek, which was now wet since he was crying, which Faye still couldn't believe, and sure Spike couldn't either. She traced the side of his face with her fingers and then put the hand on his shoulder. Since he was almost fully calm now. He swallowed hard and took one last deep breath.
Faye asked, "Are you ok now?"
Spike slowly opened his eye and saw Faye with his cigarette. He took it back and said, "Yeah, thanks."
Spike leaned back on the couch inhaling and exhaling smoke, forgetting Faye was there.
She went and sat next to him and asked, "Spike, what the hell happened to you?"
Spike said, "What do you care?"
Faye began to think, 'what is he oblivious to reality? Why the hell was I sitting here trying to clam him down if I didn't care?'
Faye then said to Spike, "Well for one you're the one who hurt my wrist." Saying this in her normal voice.
Spike looked over and said, "I was?" With a rather shocked expression on his face.
Faye said, "Yeah I was trying to help you from hurting yourself in your dream and you end up hurting me instead."
Faye got up to leave but Spike held her back, "I'm sorry, Faye. I didn't know."
Both were silent till Faye spoke up, "What were you dreaming about?"
Spike closed his eye and gasped as his dream started replaying again at the thought. Spike just said, "I don't know. What I do know is I can't go back to sleep."
With that Spike got up and headed towards his room. Faye again didn't know what to say or do. All she could do was wait for Spike to admit that there was something wrong. But she knew, due to his stubborn attitude, he would not ask for help. Faye then decided to get some much-needed sleep, and hopefully Spike forgot what she did earlier – or did she want him to forget?
*Well that's it for chapter 10. Again I hope it wasn't too out of character. I know Spike doesn't cry, but this was involuntary or not under his control. Anyway please read and review everyone!! Also for all the Ed fans, she'll be appearing in the next chapter. I would have but her in earlier but I couldn't find a place in the story she would fit, until now, so check out the next chapter and don't forget to review this one. Hope you liked this chapter! Don't forget to review and that those reviews really motivate me. Thanks again till next chapter…*