I greet you all once again. Thank you for the review, Sinisterly…it was yours I was looking forward to! My email is Football_Sweetie21@hotmail.com …drop me a line sometime =^-^= So now that I have my review, I'll be putting up the next chapter.

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"Hello, Faye Valentine."

She gasped, evidently surprised. "How…how do you…"

"I won't cause a fuss," his gentle voice continued over hers, not aknowledging her words. "I've known for some time our paths would cross." He slowly smiled, making it almost seem sad. "It was unmei, fate. Come now, put me in your cuffs…we must hurry. Your ship's repairs will be completed when we return to the shop. There will be time for chat on the way to the police station."

Faye was all but paralyzed in shock. She was convinced she had never seen him, conversed with him, and most definetly had never mentioned her name or damaged ship to him. How then…

"You look like you've seen a ghost, Ms. Valentine."

She attempted to gather her wits in order to reply, and finally did so to the point it was possible. "Let's just go, fortune teller."

To her furthur surprise, her bounty began to laugh. "Fortune teller? Where did you get such an absurd idea? I am a future teller, my dear." His eyes caught a flash of light from the dimly lit room as the words dripped from his toungue. She shuddered. This was turning out to be slightly more eerie than she had wanted. Not giving her mind another second to reel, she slapped the cuffs in her hand around his wrists, grabbed firmly to his left arm and escorted him through a bar of grumbling males, finally exiting the building.

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Faye jerked the nearly closed garage door of the repairs shop up, her ship glowing of perfection and cleanliness in the warm sunshine. "You fixed her up nice, old man," she grumbled.

"And for payment-" The mechanic cut his words short as his eyes landed on Robert, and his sly smile faded. "You like the younger ones," he sniveled loudly. The cuffs caught a ray of sun, causing the old man's stare to shift to them. "WHOA!"

Robert turned a deep shade of magenta, and Faye turned bright red, infuriated. "JUST GIVE ME MY KEYS BACK! DAMNED PERVERT!" She ripped them from his grasp and forced them into her pocket.

He stepped a few feet back, again intimidated by the lethal purple-locked beauty. "Gomen-ai…well, then, let us talk about real payment…"

"I'm paying," Robert said in a quiet, yet stern tone. Faye blinked at this remark and pulled Staints aside for a moment, signaling to the mechanic that they needed a minute.

"You don't have to do that," she whispered. "Your bounty is what I'm using to pay this off."

"It's not enough," he replied. "The fee is 2 mil even. Even if you did have enough, there would be nothing left for nursing your friend Jet back to health. Please…allow me." He smiled, sending her heartrate through the roof. She asked herself for the first time if she really wanted to turn a bounty, this bounty, in. Without another word, they both turned to face the repairman.

"So…has the happy couple made their decision?" the man eagerly asked. It was Faye's turn to darken to a shade of pink.

Robert nodded, ambiguous to the bounty hunter's blushing. "I'm still paying. 2 million woolongs, sir." He placed the crisp bill in his hand. "Have a nice day." He then motioned for Faye to board her vessel and promptly followed, cramming himself into the packed cockpit. It closed, and the flawless ship blasted from the shop and into space.

The mechanic combed his fingers through his long white hair. "I didn't even tell him it was 2 million…" he said in wonderment.

"Alright buddy," Faye yelled, frusterated. "I want some answers! What is it with you? How do you know me? And Jet? And how much repairs on my ship costed? Or that it even needed them?!" She gritted her teeth and without giving him any chance to reply, screamed, "Tell me!!!"

"So enwrapped in logic, Faye. I've already roughly explained this to you. I knew you. I know every person I will ever meet…even if we only brush once on the street. I knew you from the time I was 6, when I discovered this unusual skill. Your face? Your voice? They were very sketchy until we actually met. But…by fate…our paths had to intersect." He sighed. "You're even more stunning than I imagined."

Faye's eyes illuminated with joy at his words. Stunning?

"It's unfortunate that it's not meant to be."

Her heart sank before immediately bobbing back up. Sure, she wouldn't have the very handsome Robert, but Spike… "You mentioned earlier that you were a 'future teller'. Does that mean then…that you can read others' futures?"

He nodded. "For a large fee, usually. My talent is unique, and since I'm always accurate, I feel it's a good way to make a living. I don't know why I took up drug dealing, really…" His voice trailed off into another world for a moment, and he then inquired, "Why do you ask?"

"Oh…Well, I was wondering…I have no money, but…could you do one for me?"

Robert considered. "I'll tell you what," he finally began. "If you will release me, I will not only consider it payment for the reading, but I will give you the amount my bounty is worth. Agreed?" Faye nodded. "Alright then," he said. "Let me see your hands."

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The dramatic conclusion to the next chapter. No Jet in this 'un. I'll have to start writing again before too long…ja ne next time ^^