Authors Note: This is my first Bebop Fan fic! ohh, I'mk so proud of myself. Oh, for the record....I own nothing. So you can take your lawsuits and shove em! I'm broke anyway :-P No point in suing me. Anyway, please review my story! I'll love you forever if you do. Thanks a bunch! Adios space Cowboys...

Spike sat on the yellow couch; his long legs stretched out in front of him, his arms were draped over the edge of the yellow couch behind him. He was staring up at the high ceiling of the Bebop. He watched the old fan rotating around and around. It's circular movements temporarily hypnotizing him.

"Spike?"

Spike lowered his head. It was Jet. He entered the living area from the kitchen and sat down on the couch next to Spike.

"She back yet?" He asked. Spike looked back up at the fan.

"Not that I know of."

Jet sighed.

"I'm getting worried, Spike." And it showed on Jet's face. Deep lines seemed to have permently buried themselves into Jet's forehead. "She's been gone three days."

Spike sighed, folding his arms behind his head.

"I don't know what you're getting worked up for. It's not the first time she's disappeared."

Jet grunted.

"I know. I just have a bad feeling. Something is not right."

Faye had taken off in her ship three days ago on the tail of a bounty head. Michieli Oxford. Wanted for 3 counts of computer fraud and sexual assault. 5'11. 140 pounds. Male. 38. Black hair. Balding. A bounty of a measly 4,000 woolongs. Last seen in Jasburgh, Mars. Jet and Spike refused to waste their time on such a small fish but Faye insisted. She had said "It's better then sitting around here watching you scratch yourself all day." Then stalked out.

"Let's enjoy our peace for now, and not worry about the upcoming storm, shall we?" Spike said, closing his eyes preparing the take a little nap. He heard a Jet sigh again and felt him lift himself off of the couch. Silence surrounded Spike. He felt himself drifting off. His eyes flew open suddenly. Now he knew what Jet meant. And odd pang of worry hit him like a brick wall. Faye was in trouble. She had said she was coming back. And a guy with only 4,000 Woolongs on his head couldn't be too hard to catch. Maybe she caught wind of a bigger bounty head and took the money and ran. Or maybe Mr. Oxford was a lot tougher then he looked and Faye was lying in a ditch somewhere. Spike didn't know. He was wondering why the hell he even cared. Faye was always running headfirst into dangerous situations. She was bound to get her head shot off sooner or later. She almost deserved it. But Spike still couldn't help feeling worried.

"Fuck, why the hell do I care so much?" He said to the ceiling fan. It started to slow down then stopped completely.

"Thanks, that was helpful."

Spike sighed deeply. A mixture a boredom, and sleepiness. But he was never going to get to sleep with these stupid thoughts running through his head. He stretched his arms behind him and sat up. He grabbed a pack of cigarettes off the coffee and pulled out the last one and lit it. He sat back, a breathed on it deeply, his brown eyes staring off into space. He jumped as a loud squeal erupted from behind him. Ed did a flip in the air and landed in Spikes lap on her back. She looked up at him with her cat like eyes.

"What is Spike-Person doing?"

"Jesus Christ, Ed!" Spike yelled, grabbing his heart hoping it would slow to a normal pace. This girl almost gave him a heart attack and he was only in his 20's. "I WAS relaxing."

Ed's turned over. She stared up at Spike, her eyes widened.

"But Spike-Spike should be out looking for Faye-Faye!"

Spike raised an eyebrow. Was Faye having this effect on everyone?

"She's just out getting a bounty. She'll be back in no time." Spike said, trying to reassure Ed. He took another long drag. But he wasn't even buying this himself. Ed shook her head vigorously, red hair flying all over the place.

"Faye-Faye gone! Ed can't find her anywhere! Ed looked and looked, but Faye-Faye's signal is gone! There one minute, poof the next!" She spread her arms wide to emphasize her point.

Spike leaned forward upon hearing this. Ed could find anyone, anywhere. If she couldn't find Faye that only meant one thing....she was in serious trouble.

"Ed." He asked, his voice low and serious. "Where did you last see Faye?"

Ed put her finger to her temple, thinking hard.

"Hhmm, Ed saw Faye-Faye on a small city on Mars named Jasburgh. Then Faye-Faye go poof!"

"When?"

"Yesterday. Ed been looking for Faye-Faye ever since!"

Spike jumped up, Ed tumbled from his lap with a squeak. He grabbed his blue jacket and headed for the hanger.

"Jet, I'm going to look for Faye." He yelled. Jet's head popped out of the kitchen.

"Hey, wait a minute! What's with the sudden change of heart?"

Spike ignored the question. He had to go get Faye. The only time Ed wasn't able to find someone was if they were dead or two seconds away from death. Spike knew he wouldn't be able to live a peaceful life if he left Faye out there to die alone. He quickly rushed to the hanger door, Jet following him asking him what was going on. But Spike wasn't listening. All he was thinking about was Faye. He had to help her. He opened the Hanger door. He headed out but stopped dead in his tracks. There she was. Faye was standing there staring blankly at Spike. Her purple hair was messy, and it looked as if chunks had been torn out of it. Her yellow suit was dirty, ripped and torn looked at if it was going to fall off. Her shoes and her headband were gone. But what really disturbed Spike was her face. Her left eye was so swollen that it was closed up. There was dried blood on her mouth and chin, which looked as if it had come from her broken nose and she had knife cuts all over her check, neck, and forehead. Her good eye was glazed over. Spike stared at her, his eyes wide with horror. What the hell happened to her? Faye blinked as she caught sight of spike for the first time. She wobbled a bit.

"Hey there, Fro boy." She said, smiling weakly. Her eye rolled back into her head and she fell forward, Spike caught her before she hit the ground.

"Faye Faye! What Happened?" She heard someone yell. She couldn't tell whom. The voice got further and further away until it was just a dull murmur. Everything went black and Silent.