"BEBOP BLUES"
AN: Cowboy Bebop doesn't belong to me (yeah, I wish). I just wrote the fic.
So Faye knows that Spike does care for her by coming to her rescue. Will he choose his past with Julia or a future with Faye? (Three guesses who I'm rooting for...heh heh) Thanks for still reading! Enjoy!
Session 5: RESTLESS HEART
Faye dropped the gun and crumbled weakly to the ground. Spike ran over and gently gathered her into the crook of his arms.
"I guess this makes us even, huh?" she asked, looking up at him. "Don't think I'm going to fall at your feet pledging my eternal gratitude."
"You're crazy, do you know that?" he replied, smiling at her with that goofy smile of his. The one she had missed and thought she would never see again.
"You came to rescue me. Why?"
"Somebody's gotta look out for you to make sure you don't get into more trouble."
"You say the sweetest things," she responded sarcastically.
"I was me that Cain was after. I was worried that he might have hurt you," he said in all honesty.
"You DO care for me, don't you?"
He looked at her pensively. She deserved to know the truth after he almost lost her to that madman.
"I guess you're okay for an annoying woman with an ego the size of Jupiter," he quipped trying to divert her attention away. He was getting a little uncomfortable around the collar.
In move that even surprised herself, Faye leaned foward and gently kissed Spike. Even if he left again, at least she would never regret that she didn't express her feelings. Spike's eyes reflected shock, but didn't pull away.
"What was that for?" he asked in confusion.
She sighed in exasperation. "You know Spike, I wonder about you sometimes. As much as I love laying around in rubble, I'd like to get back to the Bebop."
"Can you walk?" he asked, helping her to her feet.
"I'll survive. Don't I always?" she quipped in true Faye Valentine fashion.
"I never doubted it for a moment."
"Will you stop fussing over me, Jet? I'm fine," Faye protested.
After a brief squirmish with the last of Cain's henchman, she and Spike had been able to escape Mars relatively unscathed. Except for some minor cuts and bruises, she was none the worse for wear. She never thought she'd be glad to be back on the Bebop.
"You mean Faye Valentine is actually refusing to be waited on, hand and foot?" the older man quipped, placing a tray of food in her lap as she was propped up against the pillows on her bed. She immediately dived into the food, shoveling each morsel in her mouth before she even finished chewing.
"Now, I m'in't say fthat," she responded with her mouth full of food. She was so hungry, she was willing to eat anything. Even Jet's cooking.
"Well, at least your appetite is back to normal," he teased. He'd give Spike the riot act later for going off on his own to save Faye. He was just glad they both made it out in one piece. Where was Spike anyway?
"Penny for your thoughts," a deep feminine voice asked Spike as he looked out from the observation deck. "What are you thinking about?"
Spike shrugged his shoulders and shoved his hands deep into his pockets. "Nothing in particular."
"Spike, how long are you going to keep this up?"
"Keep what up?"
"You know what I'm talking about. The least you could do is be honest with yourself, if not to me."
"I've never kept anything from you, Julia," he responded quietly.
"Then why didn't you tell me that you were going to go after Faye alone?" she asked point-blank.
He had been preoccupied ever since they decided to come back to the Bebop. She had accepted his reasoning at the time, but after their little encounter with Cain, it wasn't hard for her to put two and two together. Spike felt more than just obligation towards Faye. He just wasn't willing to admit it.
"She was in trouble. I did what I had to do. Cain would have killed her if I didn't go."
She looked at him dubiously. "You can't run away from your feelings forever, Spike."
Julia left him standing there brooding moodily. Was it really possible that he had strong feelings for Faye? Ever since she kissed him on Mars, he had avoided being alone with her when it was possible. He could still feel her soft lips pressing ever so gently against his.
"No!" he denied vehemently. Julia was the woman he loved. Wasn't she? He was surprised to find that he didn't have an answer.
Faye yawned as she stretched her tired muscles. They still ached a little from being tied up for so long, but some much needed rest would take care of that in no time. She walked into the lounge and found Spike half-lying on the couch with his head cocked backwards against the pillows. A thin trail of smoke floated upward from his cigarette, signaling that he was awake.
"What are you doing?" she asked, coming over to stand over him.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" he replied sarcastically. "The mambo?"
"From the looks of it, being a jerk, as usual," she countered back.
"Leave me alone, Faye."
She frowned. Ever since they got back from Mars, he had treated her like some sort of disease by keeping his distance and avoiding her on purpose. Of course she wasn't expecting him to treat her any differently, but after what they had been through, she thought they had reached an understanding. Why else would he risk his neck to save her? She would never understand him.
"Fine," she bit out angrily. "Have it your way." She was about to reach the staircase when he stopped her.
"Why did you kiss me?" he asked, still lying in the same position.
Faye stopped abruptly and gripped the railing tensely. "Why do you ask?"
"I'm just trying to figure out your motives."
"I don't want anything from you, Spike. Nothing that you're willing to give, anyway. I just wanted to show my appreciation for saving me. That kiss meant nothing," she lied through her teeth. It was her only defense of keeping him from knowing how she really felt. Until he was willing to give up chasing his past, she couldn't leave herself vulnerable to her emotions. She turned around slowly. "You see, I learned that when it comes to you and me, there's only you."
He got up and slowly walked up to her.
"What if I told you that it doesn't have to be that way?"
Faye was startled by his frank admission, but kept the same expression on her face. She immediately put up her defenses.
"I'd say that you were lying. What's the matter Spike? Had a fight with your precious Julia? Let me guess, you want to use me to get back at her?" she taunted.
Spike took out his cigarette and smashed it under his shoe. "Does it matter?" he replied indifferently.
Faye erupted with pent-up rage. "Damn you, Spike!" she hissed angrily. "I don't play second fiddle to ANYONE."
"I would have thought that a woman of your 'experience' wouldn't object," he insinuated.
She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why was he acting this way all of a sudden? Not unless...not unless he was doing it on purpose to drive her away from him. Well, two could play this little game.
"Oh, I think that honor goes to Julia. After all, I'M not the one who cheated on my boyfriend with his own best friend," she replied silkily.
The muscle beneath his fake eye twitched angrily. "Watch it, Faye. You're treading on thin ice," he warned.
"You can dish it out, but you can't take it. Especially when it's the truth. The truth always hurts, doesn't it?" she said as she brought her face up to his.
Spike stared into her heart-shaped, almost elfin like face, noticing how brilliant her emerald eyes shone, even in the dim lighting of the room. He never noticed how beautiful she really was. Why didn't he ever notice before? He knew why. It was because he had placed himself in an emotional deep freeze pining after Julia, after the unattainable dream of escaping his past and having a life outside of the syndicate. But somehow, despite everything, he had reluctantly let Faye into his life...and ultimately into his heart.
With lightening speed he cradled her face in his hands and bent down to kiss her passionately. Faye's body went completely still from shock.
Way to Go Cowboy...
TO BE CONTINUED...
Yikes! The angst! Sorry Manjie for another cliffhanger, but I was hungry and I wanted to post this chapter up before the weekend ^_^
Like it? Hate it? Don't care? Love to get feedback. Drop me a line. Later, peeps!
Written by: Babboo (8/28/02)
AN: Cowboy Bebop doesn't belong to me (yeah, I wish). I just wrote the fic.
So Faye knows that Spike does care for her by coming to her rescue. Will he choose his past with Julia or a future with Faye? (Three guesses who I'm rooting for...heh heh) Thanks for still reading! Enjoy!
Session 5: RESTLESS HEART
Faye dropped the gun and crumbled weakly to the ground. Spike ran over and gently gathered her into the crook of his arms.
"I guess this makes us even, huh?" she asked, looking up at him. "Don't think I'm going to fall at your feet pledging my eternal gratitude."
"You're crazy, do you know that?" he replied, smiling at her with that goofy smile of his. The one she had missed and thought she would never see again.
"You came to rescue me. Why?"
"Somebody's gotta look out for you to make sure you don't get into more trouble."
"You say the sweetest things," she responded sarcastically.
"I was me that Cain was after. I was worried that he might have hurt you," he said in all honesty.
"You DO care for me, don't you?"
He looked at her pensively. She deserved to know the truth after he almost lost her to that madman.
"I guess you're okay for an annoying woman with an ego the size of Jupiter," he quipped trying to divert her attention away. He was getting a little uncomfortable around the collar.
In move that even surprised herself, Faye leaned foward and gently kissed Spike. Even if he left again, at least she would never regret that she didn't express her feelings. Spike's eyes reflected shock, but didn't pull away.
"What was that for?" he asked in confusion.
She sighed in exasperation. "You know Spike, I wonder about you sometimes. As much as I love laying around in rubble, I'd like to get back to the Bebop."
"Can you walk?" he asked, helping her to her feet.
"I'll survive. Don't I always?" she quipped in true Faye Valentine fashion.
"I never doubted it for a moment."
"Will you stop fussing over me, Jet? I'm fine," Faye protested.
After a brief squirmish with the last of Cain's henchman, she and Spike had been able to escape Mars relatively unscathed. Except for some minor cuts and bruises, she was none the worse for wear. She never thought she'd be glad to be back on the Bebop.
"You mean Faye Valentine is actually refusing to be waited on, hand and foot?" the older man quipped, placing a tray of food in her lap as she was propped up against the pillows on her bed. She immediately dived into the food, shoveling each morsel in her mouth before she even finished chewing.
"Now, I m'in't say fthat," she responded with her mouth full of food. She was so hungry, she was willing to eat anything. Even Jet's cooking.
"Well, at least your appetite is back to normal," he teased. He'd give Spike the riot act later for going off on his own to save Faye. He was just glad they both made it out in one piece. Where was Spike anyway?
"Penny for your thoughts," a deep feminine voice asked Spike as he looked out from the observation deck. "What are you thinking about?"
Spike shrugged his shoulders and shoved his hands deep into his pockets. "Nothing in particular."
"Spike, how long are you going to keep this up?"
"Keep what up?"
"You know what I'm talking about. The least you could do is be honest with yourself, if not to me."
"I've never kept anything from you, Julia," he responded quietly.
"Then why didn't you tell me that you were going to go after Faye alone?" she asked point-blank.
He had been preoccupied ever since they decided to come back to the Bebop. She had accepted his reasoning at the time, but after their little encounter with Cain, it wasn't hard for her to put two and two together. Spike felt more than just obligation towards Faye. He just wasn't willing to admit it.
"She was in trouble. I did what I had to do. Cain would have killed her if I didn't go."
She looked at him dubiously. "You can't run away from your feelings forever, Spike."
Julia left him standing there brooding moodily. Was it really possible that he had strong feelings for Faye? Ever since she kissed him on Mars, he had avoided being alone with her when it was possible. He could still feel her soft lips pressing ever so gently against his.
"No!" he denied vehemently. Julia was the woman he loved. Wasn't she? He was surprised to find that he didn't have an answer.
Faye yawned as she stretched her tired muscles. They still ached a little from being tied up for so long, but some much needed rest would take care of that in no time. She walked into the lounge and found Spike half-lying on the couch with his head cocked backwards against the pillows. A thin trail of smoke floated upward from his cigarette, signaling that he was awake.
"What are you doing?" she asked, coming over to stand over him.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" he replied sarcastically. "The mambo?"
"From the looks of it, being a jerk, as usual," she countered back.
"Leave me alone, Faye."
She frowned. Ever since they got back from Mars, he had treated her like some sort of disease by keeping his distance and avoiding her on purpose. Of course she wasn't expecting him to treat her any differently, but after what they had been through, she thought they had reached an understanding. Why else would he risk his neck to save her? She would never understand him.
"Fine," she bit out angrily. "Have it your way." She was about to reach the staircase when he stopped her.
"Why did you kiss me?" he asked, still lying in the same position.
Faye stopped abruptly and gripped the railing tensely. "Why do you ask?"
"I'm just trying to figure out your motives."
"I don't want anything from you, Spike. Nothing that you're willing to give, anyway. I just wanted to show my appreciation for saving me. That kiss meant nothing," she lied through her teeth. It was her only defense of keeping him from knowing how she really felt. Until he was willing to give up chasing his past, she couldn't leave herself vulnerable to her emotions. She turned around slowly. "You see, I learned that when it comes to you and me, there's only you."
He got up and slowly walked up to her.
"What if I told you that it doesn't have to be that way?"
Faye was startled by his frank admission, but kept the same expression on her face. She immediately put up her defenses.
"I'd say that you were lying. What's the matter Spike? Had a fight with your precious Julia? Let me guess, you want to use me to get back at her?" she taunted.
Spike took out his cigarette and smashed it under his shoe. "Does it matter?" he replied indifferently.
Faye erupted with pent-up rage. "Damn you, Spike!" she hissed angrily. "I don't play second fiddle to ANYONE."
"I would have thought that a woman of your 'experience' wouldn't object," he insinuated.
She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why was he acting this way all of a sudden? Not unless...not unless he was doing it on purpose to drive her away from him. Well, two could play this little game.
"Oh, I think that honor goes to Julia. After all, I'M not the one who cheated on my boyfriend with his own best friend," she replied silkily.
The muscle beneath his fake eye twitched angrily. "Watch it, Faye. You're treading on thin ice," he warned.
"You can dish it out, but you can't take it. Especially when it's the truth. The truth always hurts, doesn't it?" she said as she brought her face up to his.
Spike stared into her heart-shaped, almost elfin like face, noticing how brilliant her emerald eyes shone, even in the dim lighting of the room. He never noticed how beautiful she really was. Why didn't he ever notice before? He knew why. It was because he had placed himself in an emotional deep freeze pining after Julia, after the unattainable dream of escaping his past and having a life outside of the syndicate. But somehow, despite everything, he had reluctantly let Faye into his life...and ultimately into his heart.
With lightening speed he cradled her face in his hands and bent down to kiss her passionately. Faye's body went completely still from shock.
Way to Go Cowboy...
TO BE CONTINUED...
Yikes! The angst! Sorry Manjie for another cliffhanger, but I was hungry and I wanted to post this chapter up before the weekend ^_^
Like it? Hate it? Don't care? Love to get feedback. Drop me a line. Later, peeps!
Written by: Babboo (8/28/02)
