[yay!!Cowboy Bebop fic.Faye+Spike.R&R]
It had been a quiet day. Ed had been away for a year now and Spike had been rushed to a hospital 11 monthes and 3 weeks ago. By Febuary he was up and walking. Faye had only changed a small bit and hadn't gambled for monthes. Jet was still the same,he was dying and stayed in his room awaiting death.
Spike,after coming back to the Bebop,was found taking over Jet's job of cooking or reading up on a new bounty. Faye was using her new time cleaning and managing flight. Every now and then they would try to find Ed but could only see she was on earth.
As stated earlier, it was a boring day. Faye was standing alone in the hall who's ceiling she had shot 11 monthes ago[A/N:see the Real Folk Blues part two]. A heavy sigh escaped her throat. She turned on an old earth CD and twirled gracefully to an elegant tune. "Nice dance,"a voice from the doorway intrupted. She gasped as Spike loomed from the shadows. "But it could use something,"He said after coming into the light.
"Like what?,"She asked of the same person who had shared a deep conversation with and who's eyes brown were now burning into her blue[A/N:?] ones.
"Like a partner,"he said after a long silence and a new song started. He held out his hand. "May I have this dance,"he asked casually. After Faye took his hand they danced to the waltz as though thery had practiced for ages. All their thoughts disappeared when a long tone came from the intercom in the wall
"Spike,"Jet's voice ran through the speaker. It was weaker than usual.
"What?"He asked partially conserned and partially annoyed.
"My time is coming,"he said. Spike could almost see the strained look on his face as he said those words.
"No,"Spike said."You are not going!NO NO NO!!!!!!!!"
[I'll stop this right here.R&R and do not flame.Flaming is bad.]
It had been a quiet day. Ed had been away for a year now and Spike had been rushed to a hospital 11 monthes and 3 weeks ago. By Febuary he was up and walking. Faye had only changed a small bit and hadn't gambled for monthes. Jet was still the same,he was dying and stayed in his room awaiting death.
Spike,after coming back to the Bebop,was found taking over Jet's job of cooking or reading up on a new bounty. Faye was using her new time cleaning and managing flight. Every now and then they would try to find Ed but could only see she was on earth.
As stated earlier, it was a boring day. Faye was standing alone in the hall who's ceiling she had shot 11 monthes ago[A/N:see the Real Folk Blues part two]. A heavy sigh escaped her throat. She turned on an old earth CD and twirled gracefully to an elegant tune. "Nice dance,"a voice from the doorway intrupted. She gasped as Spike loomed from the shadows. "But it could use something,"He said after coming into the light.
"Like what?,"She asked of the same person who had shared a deep conversation with and who's eyes brown were now burning into her blue[A/N:?] ones.
"Like a partner,"he said after a long silence and a new song started. He held out his hand. "May I have this dance,"he asked casually. After Faye took his hand they danced to the waltz as though thery had practiced for ages. All their thoughts disappeared when a long tone came from the intercom in the wall
"Spike,"Jet's voice ran through the speaker. It was weaker than usual.
"What?"He asked partially conserned and partially annoyed.
"My time is coming,"he said. Spike could almost see the strained look on his face as he said those words.
"No,"Spike said."You are not going!NO NO NO!!!!!!!!"
[I'll stop this right here.R&R and do not flame.Flaming is bad.]