AN: Ok back! Teehee I'm gonna do something a lil different: in the reviews
I want ya'll to tell me who you want the father to be. I can to either way,
heart break or pure joy.! On to next chappy!
*Little Tragedies*
My eyes widened as my breath caught in my chest. "Son?" I breathed looking down at the top of Faye's head. I couldn't breath, I gasped for breath but I just couldn't seem to take any in. I felt Faye's grip on my cloths loosen as she pulled away. Tears where streaming down her face, making the dirt run down her cheeks. I wanted to comfort her and hold her in my arms but some strange feeling was creeping itself in to my soul and heart turning them cold towards Faye. She stood there wrapping her arms around her self looking into my eyes trying to find what I my self didn't know. I clutched my chest as she murmured my name. "Spike." she whispered calling to me. I looked at her sad face before turning around. I gasped for breath now not seeing her face. I racked my hands through my unruly green hair. I crouched down squatting continuing to draw my hands through my hair. I closed my eyes hearing those words over and over again. "What did I say?" Zao's voice broke into my thoughts. 'Does she know who the father is?' I thought as my eyes snapped open. I let my arms fall between my legs as I sighed. All the sudden I felt a warm hand cautiously touch my shoulder. I stood up not even looking at Faye. I inhaled deeply then turned around sharply.
I met her eyes with mine. For the first time I touched her face. Caressing her soft skin with my hands as she looked at me with sorrow filling her eyes. I wiped a tear from her cheek with my thumb. I let my forehead touch hers as I sighed. "Faye.do you know who the father is?" I finally asked the question that had been controlling my thoughts. She jerked away from me pulling my hands off her face. She looked down at the floor and let another tear fall. She looked up at me through bangs that had escaped her headband. "No." she whispered barely audible. My heart leaped into my throat hearing that word. 'He could be mine.' I thought as she moved away from me. I stepped forward looking into her face trying to read her blank countenance. "Is there a chance he could be," I swallowed hard "mine?" She looked up at me. "Yes. But he could also be Vicious'." That name made my blood run cold. My eyes locked with hers. "Why did you want to leave me Faye?" I asked her touching her shoulders. She looked away. "I...I. It seemed like you were always falling into deadly situations because of your love for me. I thought that if I wasn't with you then maybe you could live a happy life. But here I am pulling you back in! I didn't want to drag you into one more of my little tragedy." she whispered pulling away from me sharply and walking over to the glass desk. "Faye it's not your fault. I'm in this business because I like being in deadly situations. It's in my job description." I walked over to where she was standing.
She placed her hands on the glass desk and breathed heavily. I stood behind her unsure of what I should do. Zao was looking at us. "DNA test?" he told us more than asking if we wanted one. Faye's whole being jumped and her eyes lit up. I watched as she nodded her head vigorously. She looked at me as I touched her shoulder again. "Spike.what will happen if he's not your son?" she asked me her voice wavering. I hesitated breathing deeply. "I'd love you both with all my heart." I told her as she turned to me in surprise. "You would?" she questioned not believing my words. My face showed that I would stay true to my word but in side I was hoping with all my heart that he was my son because I could never love the product of a lie. "You can take a Black Draco car to the hospital. I've already arranged for an appointment." Zao told us hanging up a phone. A man in a black suit appeared from an unknown door. "I'll drive you." The man said taking his hat off and bowing. As he bowed I saw a pair of small feet behind his. One of his hands was behind his back. I cocked my head to look around him as a young boy ran around from behind him. He was wearing a small blue baseball hat with a lobster on it. His shirt was a little too big for him; it was a yellow button shirt with a number 2 on the pocket. He was wearing blue long pants and little red tennis shoes with untied laces. I watched as he ran to his mother's legs, grabbing them with short arms burring his face into them. Faye bent down and picked him up. "Oh my god! Sweetie!" she cooed pulling him to her. She looked even more beautiful in this maternal image. I simply watched in curiosity as she nudged his nose with hers. He giggled and cried out in a strange baby language. "You still can't talk can you lil Spike?" she whispered to him. I felt my cheeks flush momentarily hearing her address the baby with my name. She looked up at me in time to see the blush fade away. She smiled sadly and walked over to me. I just stood there as she came to my side to introduce me to, hopefully, my son.
"Spike this is my son. Spike." She looked at the boy and then me still smiling sadly. I looked into the boy's amazed eyes. They where so innocent and pure, I had never seen eyes so innocent, the only people I knew had eyes that where hard and cold. I guess they must be from Faye's lively eyes, she was the first woman I had ever seen such liveliness in just her eyes. There was something different about his eyes. One was deep sea green. The other was a deep auburn color. From under his hat some stray purple hairs protruded. He was squirming around in Faye's arms. I had the sudden urge to hold this little life in my arms. I asked Faye if I could hold him. She nodded and I took him from her. He stopped squirming and curled up in my arms giggling. My shoulder burned with pain from his weight but I didn't want to let go of him. He reached for my face giggling his little fingers clenching and un clenching. I watched him try and sit up in my arms reaching for my chin; instead he grabbed my tie and pulled. I started to cough as Faye pulled his small hands off of my tie. She giggled for the first time since I had found her. Hearing that tiny sound of joy come from her made my heart skip a beat. She had found something to laugh about, sure it was I, but it was something. I grinned as the little boy crawled up my body and pulled on my hair. Faye giggled again and pulled lil Spike off my shoulder. After she took lil Spike away a strange feeling came over us. It seemed as if the simple joy that we had just experienced had gone away like a phantom in the night. I shoved my hands in my pockets, as Faye turned to the man in the black suit ready to leave. I sighed and started to walk off after them. Zao stepped forward and gently grabbed my arm.
I turned to him cocking an eyebrow. He looked at me with a stern expression. "What are you going to do Mr. Spiegel if he's not yours?" He asked me as I jerked back my arm. "I don't know Zao. I don't know." I mumbled walking out of the door. It led down a long white hallway. The clicking of Faye's heals echoed through the hall as I followed her and lil Spike. He was now walking beside her stumbling a few times but keeping up with his mother. I couldn't help the end of my mouth curl up slightly watching him. The man in the black suit stopped and waited for us to reach the door at the end of the hallway. The door was huge and black and had a gold knob. The man opened the door that opened into an alley. In the alley was a long black limo waiting for us. The man walked up to the car and opened the door for Faye and lil Spike. I told him to go ahead and get in as I walked to the car. I got it and closed the car door as the man started the car. We drove out of the alley onto the street towards the hospital. Faye was sitting next to me with her hands on her lap and lil Spike on the other side. She was looking forward and fiddling with the fabric under her hands. She looked nervous and even thought I didn't know how I felt towards her at that moment I wanted to calm her and tell her everything was alright. I slowly pulled my hand out of my pocket and let it creep over to where Faye's hand was. I let it fall on hers and take her soft feminine hand in mine. Her hand was cold and clammy. She looked down at her hand as soon as I did that. Then he looked to me. I smiled at her, but my smile was full of false hope. Inside I was a mass of insecurity and uncertainty. *Hospital*
"Miss Valentine!" A young woman called stepping out of an open door way. We where waiting in a crowded waiting room with lil Spike and the man dressed in black stayed in a corner. Faye looked up suddenly and stood up from the plastic chair as if she was in a daze. She looked down to me and held out her hand. I looked at her hand and then looked up at her pleading eyes. I smiled sadly and took her hand and stood up. In her other hand she held lil Spike's hand. The man in black moved from the corner he was lurking in and we walked to the doorway. "Miss Valentine?" The woman questioned as Faye nodded. Her violet hair sawed in the movement and sent a small wave of jasmine sent my way. "This way please." The woman said motion down the hall to the left. Faye took a deep breath and took her first step down the hallway as I squeezed her hand. She kept her head proud and looking forward but I knew that deep down she needed me there more than anything. The woman led us into a small room and took a DNA sample from lil Spike and then one from me. "It'll take an hour or so. You can wait in here or outside." The woman left with the two swabs.
"I need some fresh air." Faye sighed turning to me. "I'll come with you." I offered. She smiled and then told lil Spike to say with the man in black. The man nodded and took the boy to the larger waiting room. Faye walked out of the waiting room and stopped at the glass doors and looked at me. "It's not snowing." She bit her lower lip. "It's just not sure right now." I told her opening the door and letting her walk past me. A blast of cold air hit us and Faye wrapped her arms around her self-snuggling in her syndicate trench coat. She walked from under the awning to the curb and sat down. I walked over to where she was sitting and plopped down next to her. I looked up at the sky and waited for what I hoped would come but as I sat there for half an hour nothing fell from the sky. I closed my eyes in despair after about an hour when a cold wet white flake hit my nose.
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*Little Tragedies*
My eyes widened as my breath caught in my chest. "Son?" I breathed looking down at the top of Faye's head. I couldn't breath, I gasped for breath but I just couldn't seem to take any in. I felt Faye's grip on my cloths loosen as she pulled away. Tears where streaming down her face, making the dirt run down her cheeks. I wanted to comfort her and hold her in my arms but some strange feeling was creeping itself in to my soul and heart turning them cold towards Faye. She stood there wrapping her arms around her self looking into my eyes trying to find what I my self didn't know. I clutched my chest as she murmured my name. "Spike." she whispered calling to me. I looked at her sad face before turning around. I gasped for breath now not seeing her face. I racked my hands through my unruly green hair. I crouched down squatting continuing to draw my hands through my hair. I closed my eyes hearing those words over and over again. "What did I say?" Zao's voice broke into my thoughts. 'Does she know who the father is?' I thought as my eyes snapped open. I let my arms fall between my legs as I sighed. All the sudden I felt a warm hand cautiously touch my shoulder. I stood up not even looking at Faye. I inhaled deeply then turned around sharply.
I met her eyes with mine. For the first time I touched her face. Caressing her soft skin with my hands as she looked at me with sorrow filling her eyes. I wiped a tear from her cheek with my thumb. I let my forehead touch hers as I sighed. "Faye.do you know who the father is?" I finally asked the question that had been controlling my thoughts. She jerked away from me pulling my hands off her face. She looked down at the floor and let another tear fall. She looked up at me through bangs that had escaped her headband. "No." she whispered barely audible. My heart leaped into my throat hearing that word. 'He could be mine.' I thought as she moved away from me. I stepped forward looking into her face trying to read her blank countenance. "Is there a chance he could be," I swallowed hard "mine?" She looked up at me. "Yes. But he could also be Vicious'." That name made my blood run cold. My eyes locked with hers. "Why did you want to leave me Faye?" I asked her touching her shoulders. She looked away. "I...I. It seemed like you were always falling into deadly situations because of your love for me. I thought that if I wasn't with you then maybe you could live a happy life. But here I am pulling you back in! I didn't want to drag you into one more of my little tragedy." she whispered pulling away from me sharply and walking over to the glass desk. "Faye it's not your fault. I'm in this business because I like being in deadly situations. It's in my job description." I walked over to where she was standing.
She placed her hands on the glass desk and breathed heavily. I stood behind her unsure of what I should do. Zao was looking at us. "DNA test?" he told us more than asking if we wanted one. Faye's whole being jumped and her eyes lit up. I watched as she nodded her head vigorously. She looked at me as I touched her shoulder again. "Spike.what will happen if he's not your son?" she asked me her voice wavering. I hesitated breathing deeply. "I'd love you both with all my heart." I told her as she turned to me in surprise. "You would?" she questioned not believing my words. My face showed that I would stay true to my word but in side I was hoping with all my heart that he was my son because I could never love the product of a lie. "You can take a Black Draco car to the hospital. I've already arranged for an appointment." Zao told us hanging up a phone. A man in a black suit appeared from an unknown door. "I'll drive you." The man said taking his hat off and bowing. As he bowed I saw a pair of small feet behind his. One of his hands was behind his back. I cocked my head to look around him as a young boy ran around from behind him. He was wearing a small blue baseball hat with a lobster on it. His shirt was a little too big for him; it was a yellow button shirt with a number 2 on the pocket. He was wearing blue long pants and little red tennis shoes with untied laces. I watched as he ran to his mother's legs, grabbing them with short arms burring his face into them. Faye bent down and picked him up. "Oh my god! Sweetie!" she cooed pulling him to her. She looked even more beautiful in this maternal image. I simply watched in curiosity as she nudged his nose with hers. He giggled and cried out in a strange baby language. "You still can't talk can you lil Spike?" she whispered to him. I felt my cheeks flush momentarily hearing her address the baby with my name. She looked up at me in time to see the blush fade away. She smiled sadly and walked over to me. I just stood there as she came to my side to introduce me to, hopefully, my son.
"Spike this is my son. Spike." She looked at the boy and then me still smiling sadly. I looked into the boy's amazed eyes. They where so innocent and pure, I had never seen eyes so innocent, the only people I knew had eyes that where hard and cold. I guess they must be from Faye's lively eyes, she was the first woman I had ever seen such liveliness in just her eyes. There was something different about his eyes. One was deep sea green. The other was a deep auburn color. From under his hat some stray purple hairs protruded. He was squirming around in Faye's arms. I had the sudden urge to hold this little life in my arms. I asked Faye if I could hold him. She nodded and I took him from her. He stopped squirming and curled up in my arms giggling. My shoulder burned with pain from his weight but I didn't want to let go of him. He reached for my face giggling his little fingers clenching and un clenching. I watched him try and sit up in my arms reaching for my chin; instead he grabbed my tie and pulled. I started to cough as Faye pulled his small hands off of my tie. She giggled for the first time since I had found her. Hearing that tiny sound of joy come from her made my heart skip a beat. She had found something to laugh about, sure it was I, but it was something. I grinned as the little boy crawled up my body and pulled on my hair. Faye giggled again and pulled lil Spike off my shoulder. After she took lil Spike away a strange feeling came over us. It seemed as if the simple joy that we had just experienced had gone away like a phantom in the night. I shoved my hands in my pockets, as Faye turned to the man in the black suit ready to leave. I sighed and started to walk off after them. Zao stepped forward and gently grabbed my arm.
I turned to him cocking an eyebrow. He looked at me with a stern expression. "What are you going to do Mr. Spiegel if he's not yours?" He asked me as I jerked back my arm. "I don't know Zao. I don't know." I mumbled walking out of the door. It led down a long white hallway. The clicking of Faye's heals echoed through the hall as I followed her and lil Spike. He was now walking beside her stumbling a few times but keeping up with his mother. I couldn't help the end of my mouth curl up slightly watching him. The man in the black suit stopped and waited for us to reach the door at the end of the hallway. The door was huge and black and had a gold knob. The man opened the door that opened into an alley. In the alley was a long black limo waiting for us. The man walked up to the car and opened the door for Faye and lil Spike. I told him to go ahead and get in as I walked to the car. I got it and closed the car door as the man started the car. We drove out of the alley onto the street towards the hospital. Faye was sitting next to me with her hands on her lap and lil Spike on the other side. She was looking forward and fiddling with the fabric under her hands. She looked nervous and even thought I didn't know how I felt towards her at that moment I wanted to calm her and tell her everything was alright. I slowly pulled my hand out of my pocket and let it creep over to where Faye's hand was. I let it fall on hers and take her soft feminine hand in mine. Her hand was cold and clammy. She looked down at her hand as soon as I did that. Then he looked to me. I smiled at her, but my smile was full of false hope. Inside I was a mass of insecurity and uncertainty. *Hospital*
"Miss Valentine!" A young woman called stepping out of an open door way. We where waiting in a crowded waiting room with lil Spike and the man dressed in black stayed in a corner. Faye looked up suddenly and stood up from the plastic chair as if she was in a daze. She looked down to me and held out her hand. I looked at her hand and then looked up at her pleading eyes. I smiled sadly and took her hand and stood up. In her other hand she held lil Spike's hand. The man in black moved from the corner he was lurking in and we walked to the doorway. "Miss Valentine?" The woman questioned as Faye nodded. Her violet hair sawed in the movement and sent a small wave of jasmine sent my way. "This way please." The woman said motion down the hall to the left. Faye took a deep breath and took her first step down the hallway as I squeezed her hand. She kept her head proud and looking forward but I knew that deep down she needed me there more than anything. The woman led us into a small room and took a DNA sample from lil Spike and then one from me. "It'll take an hour or so. You can wait in here or outside." The woman left with the two swabs.
"I need some fresh air." Faye sighed turning to me. "I'll come with you." I offered. She smiled and then told lil Spike to say with the man in black. The man nodded and took the boy to the larger waiting room. Faye walked out of the waiting room and stopped at the glass doors and looked at me. "It's not snowing." She bit her lower lip. "It's just not sure right now." I told her opening the door and letting her walk past me. A blast of cold air hit us and Faye wrapped her arms around her self-snuggling in her syndicate trench coat. She walked from under the awning to the curb and sat down. I walked over to where she was sitting and plopped down next to her. I looked up at the sky and waited for what I hoped would come but as I sat there for half an hour nothing fell from the sky. I closed my eyes in despair after about an hour when a cold wet white flake hit my nose.
************************************************************************ AN: ooooooooo ok it's up to ya'll who the daddy is! Vote vote vote in your review review review! Teehee please R&R! ^_^ More latta!