The Past Returns 2: Faye's Dilemma Chapter Four: Let the Truth be Known
"No Spike . . . I can't", Faye said and pushed his arm off of her and turned in the opposite direction, now facing the wall.
"Damn it Faye why!" he demanded. "We've been through worst situations".
"Because I don't want to put you or Eric or anybody else in danger okay?"
"No it's not okay. Like I said before this is really pissing me".
"Then Spike, I suggest you get the hell away from me since all I seem to do is piss you off", she then shrugged Spike's arms off of her, got of the bed, and walked around the bed planning to head out of their bedroom when she felt Spike's arms wrap around her once more this time his arms hugged around her slim waist, pulling her to him in the process.
"I hate it when we fight", he softly whispered in her right ear.
Faye just simply laid back into Spike and closed her eyes as she slightly tipped her head to her left side. She hated when he did this because all she could do was melt into him. She tried to shrug him off of her but Spike just held tightly onto her.
"Come on Faye, stop fighting me . . . I'm not your enemy", he continued to whisper sensually to her.
"I hate it when you do this", she said, now feeling that she was losing herself in his hold.
He grinned. "I know", he then started to kiss her along her neckline. Faye finally turned around to face him and he leaned down to brush his lips across hers. "Don't fight me", he muttered.
Upon hearing this she gave fully into his will and kissed him on the lips. At first it was soft and lavishing and increased into hard and demanding kisses as Spike slowly led Faye to the bed. He then gently laid her down as he settled himself on her and started re – explore her body. Ever since Faye's ex – boyfriend, or so he claimed to be, had returned into her life it brought nothing but trouble; yet right now she left more than relieved.
After their lovemaking, Spike and Faye continued to lie in bed wrapped in each other's embrace. Faye felt relieved and full of bliss when she was in his arms; yet, on the other hand Spike was worried about Faye. Feeling the tension had now subsided he chose to ask her the same question.
"What's really going on between you and this bounty?" A few moments of silence pasted between them, and Faye chose not to answer him. "Faye? I need to know", he spoke softly to her.
She sat up on the bed with the sheets wrapped around herself and finally faced him. "For the past couple of days I've been having dreams . . . dreams of the past. I see myself onboard an aircraft heading for Mars, with me seems to be a best friend of mine and an ex – boyfriend . . . his name was Kevin Thompson. At first I thought it was a nightmare that just kept repeating but then until today I realized it wasn't".
"What really happened?" Spike asked with a loving concern that was written on his face.
"Kevin somehow knew where I was and approached me. He vowed that someday I'd be his and that if I told anyone of our little 'meeting' then he'd make me sorry", she looked up and saw that Spike was now flaming with anger.
"How dare he touch you", he then slammed his fists on the bed. He then stood up and managed to slip on his boxers and pants before he felt one of Faye's hand upon his shoulder while the other still held onto a thin sheet wrapped around her body.
"Spike please. I knew I shouldn't have told you".
"What difference does it make? I would have found out later, this guy's obviously nuts, knowing him he'd probably get his damn hands on you and then it would've been to late to do anything about it".
"You would think among everything we've been though you would at least have a little more consideration for others than thinking about revenge".
"Consideration? Honestly, I would think that I have consideration for you if I'm about to hunt this jerk down and kill him myself!" he exclaimed.
"True, but have you asked me what I want? I want you to stay in one piece and not get yourself killed! And I want you to promise me you won't go after Kevin".
Spike looked into her eyes and answered "I'm sorry Faye but I don't make promises I can't keep", with that said he gathered the rest of his clothing and made his way to the living room as Faye stared after him with watery eyes.
Kevin walked down the dark streets of Venus and arrived at the spot where he confronted Faye. He reached behind his shirt and took out Faye's gun and held it in front of his face, smelling it. "I always loved the way your scent smelled. But soon enough you will be mine, it's just a matter of time".
"Sorry to disappoint your plans Thompson but, Faye won't be going anywhere with you", Spike sternly said.
Kevin turned around and saw Spike standing behind him also holding a gun that was point directly at him. He laughed aloud. "So it's Spike, isn't it? What do you plan on doing about it, killing me? Aren't you worry about the bounty on my head, after all I am worth 500, 000 woolongs".
"Personally I don't give a damn about the money. I came here to teach you a lesson".
"Oh really? Which is what?"
"Never strike nor threaten a woman especially if she's my woman".
"You seem to have complete trust in her but are you sure she's been fateful to you?"
"Explain yourself Thompson, what do you mean?"
"Are you sure Faye told you the truth about what really plan during our reunion? In other words, did she tell you of our wonderful kiss?" When Kevin said this Spike's muscles tensed and his face was written with jealously. "By the look on your face I bet she didn't mention that part, did she?"
"Don't change the topic. No one, and I do mean no one ever lays a hand on her".
"Well then what are you waiting for Spiegel? Quit talking and actually do something but, before we begin how about we put our guns down and handle this like real men?"
Spike then smirked. "I couldn't agree with you more", he then placed his gun on the ground and stood up.
Kevin nodded and placed Faye's gun on the floor as well. When he stood up he looked up at Spike and gave a slight smile. "There's one thing you don't know about me Spiegel and it's that I'll do anything for love. Apparently you're in my path of what I want so that is why you must die!" With that said, in a quick move he took out a knife and threw it at Spike, wounding his stomach.
Spike looked down and realized blood was sputtering out so, he placed a hand on his stomach trying to stop the bleeding. "You bastard".
"Call me what you will but in the end I'll get what I want". Kevin reached behind his shirt once more, this time he took out his own gun, aimed it at Spike and fired three times. One bullet wounded his left shoulder and the second and third bullets, he felt, had cracked several of his ribs; he instantly fell to the ground in pain.
Kevin hovered over Spike and saw he was still breathing. "I knew that wasn't the end of you Spike, you're too strong for that". Once again he aimed his gun at Spike, this time to his head. He was seconds away from pulling the trigger however another bullet sounded off and wounded his right hand, the hand that was holding onto the gun. "Shit!" he looked him and realized it was Faye who had shot him.
"Back the hell away Kevin or I swear I will kill you", she furiously said.
"Well why don't you end it here Faye? Go on and kill me, do it", he challenged.
"I won't do it. Not because I feel anything for you but because I have no memory of my past and I want answers. You are the only person who I know that can give me those answers".
"My love you're going to have to keep on living with the suspense", Kevin said gripping onto his hand. "But know this, you will be mine even if it's the last thing I do." He turned around and started to walk away and stopped. "If I can do this to your precious boyfriend imagined what I can do if I get a hold of your son", with that said he walked away engulfed by the darkness.
Faye kneeled down by Spike. "I knew I shouldn't have don't you", she spoke to him who was now knocked unconscious by both the pain and loss of blood. She took out her communicator wanting to contact Jet but one thing that Kevin had said did disturb her. ". . . imagined what I can do if I get a hold of your son".
There might be some grammatical errors and I'm sorry about that but I haven't had the time to go over it. I've been out of town this weekend so I worked on this chapter on the road. Sorry once again, please review and I'll try my best to get the next chapter out. Thank you to all of the readers who have been keeping up with this story. Until next time . . .
