Problems

By Flame Shadow

*I don't own Cowboy Bebop. I never have and I never will. So there! I hope you like the story. Personally I don't think it is that great, but I am my own worse critic. Reviews are welcomed.*

Spike woke up knowing that something wasn't right. His head was sit a bit foggy from sleep, but it didn't take him long to realize what was out of place. Jet wasn't in bed with him. He always stayed in bed with him until he woke up. So why wasn't he here now? He quickly pulled on a pair of pants and started his search for his love. He walked around the entire ship, but there was no sign of him. He was getting desperate, so instead of trying to find Jet, which seemed to be hopeless, he went in search of Faye.

It didn't take him long to find her. She was sun bathing on the deck in a bathing suit that looked like two small pieces of cloth. She looked over at him but she didn't speak. After a long silence and stair down Spike gave in.

"Faye have you seen Jet today?" he asked

"Yah Spike I have, but I think it would be better if you left him alone for now." She responded.

"Why?" was the only thought that left his lip, as he sat down next to her, "I haven't done anything to make him angry?"

At that statement Faye took off her glasses and stared at him, "Spike last night when you were a sleep you said something that deeply hurt him." Seeing that he obviously had no idea what she was talking about she continued, "Jet, at one point, kissed you. After he did you muttered Julia."

Spike's eyes widened in shock, "Oh my god. I had no idea. I never meant to say that."

"You know that, I know that, and even Jet knows that but it still hurt him." Forcing him to look at her, she said the last part, "He doubts your love for him."

"What!" shouted Spike, "How………I mean………Why?"

"Think about it, you said her name not his. He got the impression that you still love her, maybe even more than you love him."

Spike slouched over, "I don't love her. I was having a night mare last night and she was the cause of it."

"What do you mean?" Faye questioned.

"In my dream, I was lying on the beach with Jet and she came up behind us. She killed him and he died. He died. I said her name out of hatred for her. I wanted to kill her. I wanted to hurt her for hurting him." He looked at her, with tears forming in his eyes.

"My god," Faye exclaimed, "Spike you have to tell Jet that. He needs to know before he can have any more doubts."

"But how can I make him realize that I truly love him. I mean I doubt that he will believe me." Spike whipped the tears away. He had to think of something. His love life depended on it. Suddenly an idea popped into his head. A smile crossed his face as he turned to Faye, "Listen Faye, I have an idea about how to get Jet back, but I will need you help."

She leaned forward, "What do you have in mind."