A/N: Yo'z, wassup! Anyways, I luv the reviews (as always) ^_^ I really appreciate them! Anyways, here's part two of chapter five. As I might have said, this takes place during Boogie Woogie Feng Shue, but the actions and whatnots aren't going to be shown here in detail (or I'll change it slightly) 'cause.. I thought that episode was a little boring ~_~. Oh yeah, thanks Aldrean Treu Peri for getting it straight that it's Meifa not Mayfa.. hehe whoopsy-me! And to Ckrisz- Jet's in his undies 'cause he and Meifa fell in water in that episode and they had to get dry. Well ENJOY!
*Warning!! May contain Spoilers!!.. I warned you!*
Chapter six: Feng Shue? What the heck is it? part two.
-Faye's Dream-
Darkness; it was all that enveloped her.
Faye stood still, unaquainted to the environment around her. The vast darkness was thick and the air was clammy; it was almost palpable to her fingers, if she was able to reach out and try.
With a throaty voice she called out, "Hello?"
It was odd; her voice echoed wildy as if she was caved in with walls. Peering around, she tried to focus her eyes around her. No walls, only darkness.
Her stomach knotted as a sudden rush of cold air brushed her bare ankles. She twisted around, half suspecting that someone or something was behind her. But there was nothing.
She started to shiver. Looking down, Faye noticed she did not have clothes on. Faye gasped as another swift cold air pricked her exposed flesh, this time encircling her. Quickly, Faye wrapped her arms around her body; afraid of the unknown things happening to her.
The clammy air that used to be present, now turned into bitter coldness. Faye tried to move from her current position, but found that she couldn't and only stood still. She could feel herself numbing from the freezing air that now grew larger around her; her breath creating a warm mist as she exhaled.
She fell to the ground with a whimper; her feet was unable to stand the air as it chilled them. [What is happening to me? Why am I here? Where is 'here'?] These thoughts raced in her mind.
Without any idea if this was just a dream or the faith of her harsh reality, Faye began to sob. Tears rolled down her cheeks, burning her cold skin with it's warmness.
Now the cold air was almost too unbearable to her body. Trying to overcome the damned coldnes around her, Faye tried to fight it off; violently swinging her arms around her and kicking her legs out. Her body never responded to her will. She cried more tears--more and more.
She felt that she was no longer shivering, yet it was still cold. She questioned her mind whether or not her body has frozen over; she felt the cold but she could not move.
Faye felt her eyes start to drop although she wasn't feeling like she needed sleep. She desperately kept them open and vigil, but soon enough her eyes closed itself shut.
She was still enclosed in darkness; only difference was that she could no longer feel the stinging coldness of her flesh.
A sudden wave within her stomach made her gasp out loud; her eyes shot open.
She looked around; she was no longer in the dark, instead she was now sitting quietly on some sort of passenger seat. She looked around and saw there were others also, sitting on other seats that looked just like hers. The ceiling above her was low, and the walls were a little closed in. A walkway split the room in half; each half had seats with various types of people.
A quiet male voice from beside her made her turn her head. A man with pale blue eyes and dark, smokey hair smiled at her.
"So what do you think of space, Faye?" the voice asked softly--eerily soft.
[Who.. are you? How do you know me?]
Faye only stared at the man, not sure where in the world she was at now. Suddenly, several scenes flashed in her eyes; scenes involving this man. After a while, her eyesn still at the man, she began to feel flush and warm. But still, deep within her, the scenes didn't make any sense.
Still she smiled. Her mouth opened to answer him, surely she was saying things for the man had smiled back at her widely; yet she did not know or hear what she was saying.
"The moon is beautiful. Look out your window, Faye." the man looked over her head and behind her.
Faye turned her head to her right side and stared in wonder at the sight in the window. The moon, and it's pale glow, glazed her eyes.
A sudden mental flash made her think; *Has she seen this before?* Quickly she looked back at the man sitting beside her; he turned to her with a soft smile. She was startled, [I-I know who you are!]
The man noted her quick change in expression.
"Are you okay?" he asked; his face a bit worried.
[I know you!] Faye wanted to shout, but couldn't. She gave out a frustrated whimper, *She knew this before; from somewhere, someplace.* Turning to look out the window once more, her eyes caught a small star twinkle rapidly.
A sudden jerk of the ship caught her off guard and she was violently shoved forwards. With her head down low and staring at her feet, Faye figured where she was and what was to happen next. Worried murmurs and frightened voices filled the area around her and all she did was stare down on the floor.
"Faye!" the man shouted to her.
Drops of tears hit the floor under her, her tears. She slowly sat back up and looked up at the man; he was crying also.
"Faye..." he whispered. He lifted his hand up to brush her cheeks. His move only made her cry more tears.
Faye began to feel everything around her, start to float. Her body began to rise upwards and her arms lifted with them. Red-lights flashed around the room and people screamed and cried in fear.
Sadly, Faye turned her head back at the window. A small crack split the round glass in half--then slowly--another had connected with it. From afar, she saw the same star that had been shining wildly, dimmer then fade.
The window in front of her burst open.
~
"Nooooooo!!!!!!!!!"
Faye shot up from her bed, eyes wide open; her tears, mixed with sweat, heavily fell down her face.
"No!!" she cried. She reached her hands up in front of her as if she was trying to take something back.
Spike's heart leapt as she began to sob. He got up and rushed in front of her. He quickly sat down and held her in a tight embrace; her arms still reaching out behind him.
"You can't do this to me! I-It's not fair!!!" she frantically cried.
A little scared, Ed backed away from the two and hid behind the entrance of the door way. She held her ears closed from all of Faye's screaming. To her side, she spotted Jet angrily rushing towards her; his female visitor right behind.
"Why is this happening to me?!" Faye angrily spat out. She seemed to be shouting to something from in front of her; though Spike couldn't figure out who and why.
Reaching for her hands, Spike brought them down and around his neck. Slowly he shushed the whimpering woman in his arms.
Relaxing and falling back from her dream, Faye tightly clung on Spike. She burrowed her face on his shoulder and began to weep.
Just as Spike thought that she going to quiet down and refrain from crying, he heard Faye slowly increase her sobs. Spike furrowed his eyes and gently moved a hand up and down her back, reassuringly.
"Faye... what happened?" he asked; his voice barely in a whisper.
He felt her clutch tighter. She quieted down for a minute, as if she was thinking before answering him.
"I-I don't remember..." she replied, and her sobs became stronger.
"What the hell's going on here?" Jet shouted from the doorway. As soon as he saw Faye crying on Spike's shoulder, he regretted his shouting. Meifa watched from behind him; her eyes worriedly at the two in the room.
Spike looked up to Jet, "It's nothing," he paused, "It's just a bad dream."
Jet cleared his throat, "Will she be okay?"
"Yeah." Spike answered and turned his head back.
Ed looked up at Jet, "Faye-Faye was loud... Ed got scared." she whispered.
Jet lightly smiled at the little girl, "Come on, Ed. Let's go to the living room." He turned around and mentioned Meifa to follow also.
"But, Jet.."
"As long as Spike's there, they'll be ok." he assured her.
Meifa nodded and followed him back to the living room.
~
*What could a man do when a woman won't let go of him as she drifted to sleep?*
"Absolutely nothing..." Spike muttered as he lay on Faye's bed beside her; her arms still clutching around his neck and her head resting on his chest.
He gave a deep sigh then smiled at his position, "..I'm too damn nice.."
Looking down, Spike eyed his sleeping beauty--her hair splayed all over his chest--and brought a hand up to her shoulder that hung around him.
She had fallen asleep in their embrace, which probably lasted an hour or so, and she refused to let him go when he urged her to lay back down.
"Faye?" he asked out, doubting she would answer.
Surprisingly she gave a soft grunt as an acknowledgement.
Spike gave a soft chuckle, "Promise you won't go ballistic as soon as you realize what you're doing right now, okay?"
Faye gave another soft grunt and moved her head upwards to his shoulder; her face inches from his neck.
Spike could feel her warm breath on his neck; he couldn't help but grin.
Briefly he kissed her forehead, as if it was a natural thing he does. Lifting his other hand up, he placed it over her hand around his neck and held it tight. Her hand was cold, but when he lightly kissed her forehead, she was still feverishly hot. He moved his hand away from hers for a while, just to pull the blanket over her, then returned it.
Sighing again, he pondered at what she may have been dreaming earlier. [She said she forgot them...] he said to himself, [How can she.. so quickly?]
Several seconds past until he brushed the subject off and turned his attention back to Faye. He figured he might as well sleep now since he had no choice.
Lifting her arm up and closer to him, Spike turned his body slightly so that he was facing her. Fortunately she wasn't disturbed at his quick move. Taking his other hand--that had been stuck underneath Faye--he lifted it around her and placed it around her waist.
He pulled the blanket upwards more, adjusted her hand around his neck, and rested his free hand on her back.
"Good night, Faye." he said softly. He watched as Faye's head inched slightly closer as she muttered something back.
Her face so close to his, Spike had an intention of kissing her lips, but fought it. He knew he had to take this *thing* slowly, especially with Faye.
[Hey, but she's asleep.] Spike snickered to himself.
Leaning over slowly, he softly kissed her lips; his own burning with the sensation. When he pulled away, he still could feel his lips pulling for more. So he bit them, trying to fight the urge to do it again--this time longer than his first.
Sighing out loud, Spike pushed his urges and rested his forehead against hers. He smiled before closing his eyes to sleep.
*What could a man do when a woman won't let go of him as she drifted to sleep?* He asked himself again.
"Stay with her and hope to god that when she wakes, she won't throw a fit after she finds out what you did." he whispered softly.
~
"Spike-person?"
A tiny voice called to him. He lifted his eyes up and saw, through his blurry vision, a small smiling face with big red hair.
"Spike-person, hell-ooooooo?" it called out.
Spike muttered stubbornly, "Five more minutes.."
Just as he was about to go back to sleep, another voice caught his attention.
"Get up, Spike. Jet wants you."
He opened his eyes and looked up again, and surely enough there was Faye standing above him, looking down skeptically.
"Faye.." he grumbled, "You should be resting, you're sick." With a groan, he sat up and stretched his arms up in the air. He eyed her now, in her white undershirt and black skirt; she seemed to be back in her cool nature. Spike wondered where the ill woman was at.
Faye put her hands on her hips, "We've been asleep for at least 4 hours now. Besides," she put her hands up, "I feel better."
Spike swung his legs to the side of the bed, not taking his eyes off of Faye.
Faye eyed him back; her brow twitched, "What?"
Shaking his head and managing a grin, Spike stood up, "Nothing, it's great you're not sick anymore." He boldly placed an arm around her shoulders and leaned closer to her, "So, did you have a nice nap.. with me?" his eyes glinted teasingly.
Ed giggled at Spike's question and Faye flushed red.
In annoyance, Faye elbowed him in the gut.
Spike ducked back; his body bent over and a hand over his stomach. He gave a groan, "What the hell?"
Faye gave a soft snarl and walked out of the room.
Ed was still laughing, but laughing now at Spike's pained-face, "Spike-person," she said, "Ed thinks you are trying too hard."
Spike stood straight up again, still holding his stomach in pain, "Oh yeah? How do you know?"
Ed grinned radiantly, "Hehe, Ed knows many things!" her lips curved slyly, "Like.. what Faye-Faye said when she woke up."
"What did she say?" Spike raised an eye.
"Something about Spike-person!" she giggled, "Faye-Faye was smiling when she told me, too!" Ed pointed to the huge grin she had on her face.
Spike's eyes widened, "She was talking about me?" Ed's head nodded to him, "Really?"
Ed nodded again, "Yeah.. but Ed's not telling you what Faye-Faye said, because," she bent over closer to him; a hand covering half of her face.
Spike leaned closer and turned his head to listen.
Ed breathed in, "Faye-Faye said not to tell Spike-person!!" she screamed out, nearly deafening Spike. She rushed out and left the man in his position; a ticked-off expression appeared on his face.
Spike stood there for a minute as his left ear gave off a terrible high-pitched ring.
"Damn.." he muttered.
~
"Yo, Spike! Took you long enough to get up." Jet hollered to him.
Spike simply gave a nod at him and scanned the room. There was Meifa and Jet sitting on the long couch and Faye sitting comfortably on the one-seated chair. He smiled and walked towards her.
Faye looked up as Spike came by leaned on her chair.
"Hey, honey." he winked at her.
Feeling her cheeks flush again, she grumbled, "Would you knock it off?"
"Knock what off?" he flashed her a grin.
Jet looked at the two then face-faulted, "Would you two love birds take it somewhere else?"
Faye looked over to Jet in disbelief, "You're kidding me, right? Spike and I will never be-"
Spike shook his head and pulled out a cigarette from his front pocket; he lit it, "I'm not sure about that... I mean, you were clinging on me a couple of hours ago. And we did sleep together."
Now Jet wasn't ready to hear about the last thing he said. Immedietly he stood up, "What?! You two..s-slept together?!"
The infuriated Faye burst out of her seat, "He slept beside me! We didn't do anything!"
Spike slid himself on Faye's seat, and began to hum. Faye turned around and saw him take her seat; angrily she tried pulling him out.
"Spike, quit being such a moron!" she shouted.
"Then don't deny the love, hun." Spike calmly answered.
Meifa, who had been watching the whole scene in front of her, began to laugh. Jet looked over to her with a pathetic face.
"Please don't pay any attention to them?" Jet said to her.
"It's quite alright, Jet." she stopped to say, "They seem to enjoy each other's company."
The fight between Spike and Faye stopped briefly as Faye pointed to the couple on the couch, "And what about you, Jet?! You brought your girlfriend here!"
"Now, listen!" Jet stood and brought his fist up, "She's a guest, not a girlfriend!"
"Well then get this in your puny little brain, Spike and I aren't love birds!!" she yelled back, shoving her face in front of his.
Spike blew out smoke before he commented on the subject, "That's right, we're love-" he stopped for a minute to think, "-love fish. Yup, together, forever, just swimming in the stars of space."
"Shut up! You're not helping!" Faye turned to him once more and continued her pulling, "Get off my spot!"
"What's wrong my little golden scale?" Spike chuckled as Faye continued trying to pull him out by the arm.
A large sweatdrop appeared just above Jet's left brow as he sighed deeply.
Meifa kept her giggling, and found the Bebop crew rather interesting.
~
Minutes had passed before Jet stopped the two and asked them to pay attention.
"So, Meifa and I found the sun stone but it wasn't easy. Their were guys trying to stop us along the way." Jet held up the sun stone in front of him then placed it on the small table in front of him.
He looked at the two; Faye was now sitting on Spike's lap--her face irate and disturbed, in the meanwhile Spike sat on the chair, one arm around Faye's waist to keep her from leaving.
"So what's up with this thing?" Spike asked. He looked up for a moment, to Faye; she had stubbornly placed her arms across her chest and was trying not to make any eye contact to anyone. He gave a grin then looked back to Jet for his answer.
Jet glanced at Meifa for a bit, her face gazed down to the floor as she answered for him, "See.. that's what we don't know. There must be a reason why my father wanted Jet to find this. I figured it could be something to help us find him.. but how?"
Ed, who had joined them in the room, was on the steps playing with Meifa's Lo Pan. She was twisting and turning it around, trying to find out what it was. Ein sat beside her, eyeing the stone on the table and coming back to the device in Ed's hand.
Faye took a quick look at the stone on the table, "That's what you guys were looking for?" she scoffed, "It looks like a regular piece of rock to me." She felt a small pull from Spike's arm around her and immedietly she turned her eyes at him in anger.
"What?" Spike said innocently.
Jet's voice interrupted Faye's retort, "It's not just a rock, Faye. I won't get in the details but this thing has to do something, we just don't know what."
Sprinting over, Ein came by and grabbed the stone with his mouth and gave it Ed.
Ed squealed as the Lo Pan in her hands moved around. All eyes fell upon it.
Meifa stood up quickly as she saw what was happening, "T-That can't happen! The Lo Pan only reacts to things magnetic and I took it off."
"It's got to be the stone doing that." Jet said to her.
"Yes, but," Meifa stalled, "but why and.. how?"
Jet, Spike, and Faye felt silent. They looked up at Meifa as she thought. Her head shot up suddenly.
"Wait! That's it! We can do it!" Meifa said out loud.
"Do what?" Jet asked.
~
Zooming through hyperspace, the Bebop moved along in speed.
"So tell me, how's this thing suppose to do now?" Jet scratched his head as he asked Meifa.
"Well you see," Meifa started, "My father has the a stone exactly like that, and the two stones resonate with each other. That means, if we follow the directions of the Lo Pan that's being directed magnetically with the sun stone, we can find my father."
Jet thought that was a pretty incredible explanation. He nodded, "So this will help us find Pao." he gave a light chuckle, "That's pretty clever of him."
Meifa gave a faint smile that soon diminished, "Yes but, what I couldn't figure out was why he had given that message to you and.. not me."
Jet looked up at her, "Your father was in dangerous grounds, I'm sure he just didn't want you to get hurt or anything."
Looking down at the Lo Pan, Meifa sighed, "I don't know.."
~
"Hey Faye?" Spike asked as he knocked on her door.
An angry yell answered, "What do you want now?"
Spike pushed open the door and came in willingly. He looked down at Faye sitting on her bed, her blue turtle neck sweater back on, and looking at him acidicly.
"I didn't say you could come in." she grumbled.
Spike shrugged, "I know, but since we shared this room once before, I thought you wouldn't mind as much."
Faye's face hinted red, "Look, would you stop making such a big deal with that? It's really annoying."
Sitting beside her, Spike pulled out his cig and lit it.
With disbelief in her eyes, Faye watched the man voluntary sit beside her without permission. She gave a scoff, pretending his gesture didn't agitate her, and continued on with her speaking, "All I did was sleep beside you. So what? It's not a big deal!"
Spike curved a grin at the corner of his mouth, he gave a short chuckle, "It was for me."
Faye groaned out if frustration, "Do you know how much I would *love* to strangle you right now?"
Putting his hands up, Spike shrugged. Picking his cig off of his mouth, he turned to her, "Anyways, I came here for a reason other than because I missed you."
He couldn't help but enjoy the twinge of her brow as he said the last three words.
"I came over to talk to you." he continued to say.
"About what?" Faye grumbled.
"Your dream."
Spike saw that her eyes dimmed as soon as he had said that. He almost wanted to say 'Nevermind' but he just had to urge her to tell him.
".. What about it?" Faye asked softly.
"Are you lying to me when you said that you forgot?" Spike raised an eye to her.
Sighing, Faye moved back against the wall and placed her arms around her stomach, "No.."
Spike watched her action as she answered; she didn't seem to be bluffing, "You forgot it as soon as you woke up?"
Faye nodded slowly, "Kind of dumb, huh?"
"No.. I didn't mean it at all like that." Spike backed out, thinking he might have offended her.
"It's stupid, really. What kind of idiot forgets a dream like that?" she sighed, "I could of at least remembered a small tiny bit of it... but no, my brain shuts down whenever I try."
Spike lowered his voice, "That doesn't mean you're an idiot or you're stupid. That doesn't mean anything."
".. Maybe to you.. but to me," Faye muttered, "It's always a constant worry whether or not it's a good thing these unknown dreams happen to me or not."
Moving back on the wall with her, Spike nodded, "I take it that this wasn't the first dream you woke up from, remembering nothing from it."
Faye smiled crookedly, "Yeah, there's been one or two before. Wasn't as big of a deal as this one." her faced casted downward, "This one I felt I really needed to know."
She sighed and pulled her knees to her chest, curling up in a ball. She turned back to Spike, who had been just silently staring at her, "Do you know what's my theory on why I can't remember my dreams?"
Spike shook his head, "No. What's your reason?"
"I'm thinking it's not actually a dream but more of a memory." she said softly, "I'm thinking it's a relapse of me in a memory, and the reason why I can't ever remember them when I wake is-" she stopped and gave out a breath.
Crumpling his eyebrows at her, Spike knew it was difficult for her to say these things to him, especially talking about having an unknown past.
"Because..." she turned her head down to her knees and lowered her eyes, "I don't know anything about it. Because, supposedly, it's not in my memory anymore."
"Faye," Spike whispered, "You should never let yourself get dragged down with your past. You need to focus on your life now and what's ahead of you."
"It's not like I can run from it though. It's like a damn piece of wood I keep tripping over at every step, no matter how hard I try to avoid it. You know what I mean? It's something that's always going to be there, and I can't just kick it out of the way." she looked at him, her eyes softening.
"It isn't as easy as what you would think, letting go of the something like this." she argued, "I mean it's my past, my childhood; moments of my life when more things change and happen. They say childhood is the most sattisfying period of your life."
Spike kept his mouth shut, knowing whatever he would say to argue back to her would not help any. He knew she was right.
"How can *I* know that when I don't know what my childhood was all about?" she finished, barely audible to Spike's ears.
Worriedly eyeing the woman beside him, wishing he could just take everything miserable in her life away with words, he couldn't find any words that can even match up to her case.
"People say live your life to the fullest. How can I when half of it disappeared? Life is from the minute you are born to last minute of your life." she gave a small chuckle, "Mine's from the minute I woke from cyro-sleep and to the last minute of my life. It's sad, really."
"Think about this, Faye." Spike finally thought of another point, "Their are millions of people out there who probably wishes they never knew their past." The moment he said that, he thought about himself and his past, "They would love to be you.."
"It's still not the same. People with a bad past at least has one. They at least know who they are, who their parents are, who they grew up with. Rocky pathways are natural things in life; at least they get to experience them." Faye said back, "Afterall, they build part of a person's personality; which I lack so I doubt they'd *love* to be me."
Spike had to admit that Faye was good at backing up her logics. He suspected that she had gotten these from her own experience. Spike sighed, "Okay, I admit you are right but, Faye," he leaned closer to her, "Do you know how much I would love to have lived a life like yours for the past three years since you were out of cyro-sleep?"
Faye looked at him oddly, "Why?"
Spike shrugged, "You were free. I wasn't. I had to fight my way out to be free and I suffered consequences from it." He noticed his cigarette was now down to the filter end. Quickly he leaned to the small table at the bedside and smashed it in the ashtray and sat back down and continued, "Anyways, you have to at least be grateful that you are at least alive and that no-one is after your head, right?"
"I am grateful." Faye answered, "I'm grateful that I actually belong somewhere, I'm grateful that I lived through whatever happened in my past, and I'm grateful to have.. all of you."
Spike smiled, "Really?"
Faye gave him a lopsided smile, "Why do think I'm still here even when I have to put up with your annoying shit everyday?"
Feeling the atmosphere around them lighten, Spike placed an arm around her shoulder. Miracalously, Faye did not flinch at his move. He smiled even more, "I dunno, I thought maybe 'cause I'm too handsome and sexy." he answered her.
For a while Faye didn't say anything back. Instead she looked at him, in his eyes.
"..that could be a reason." she said softly, "Thanks for staying with me, and talking to me."
He was pleased at what she had said, which made him want to know more about something else. Spike gazed at Faye, "Do you think we'll ever be friends?"
Faye stretched her arms in front of her, "We are, Spike." she replied, a slight 'bouncy-ness' in her tone. She looked back at Spike who was intensely looking at her.
"Do you think we'll be more than that?" a certain seriousness in his eyes.
Faye saw that he wasn't being playful and her face became tinted with pink and her expression turned into frustration. She opened her mouth to answer but closed them back. [What am I suppose to say? I-I..]
Just as Faye was about to say something, both crew members flew to the right then harshly back to the left as the Bebop seemed to have collided with something.
"Spike?! Faye?! We have company!" Jet's hoarse yet demanding yell traveled from down the hallway.
Faye looked at Spike as he did her.
Standing up, Spike offered her a hand which she gladly took, "Tell me later." he smiled.
Faye nodded, still flushed, and the two went down the hall, her hand in his.
~
Spike and Faye made their way to the control room of the ship. They spotted Jet sitting in the behind the controls and Meifa looking out the side window.
Spike walked towards Jet, "So who's paying us a visit?"
Jet pressed a couple of buttons out in front of them, "I guess people from the Syndicate trying to scare us away." he stopped to turn to him, "I believe we have found where Pao is. The sun stone stopped its resoning here and that's when these damn people started showing up."
"Well, what do you want us to do?"
Jet looked back at the screen in front of him, "Get out there with Faye and stop them before they stop us."
Upon hearing this, Faye gave an exasperated sigh, "This is your party, Jet!" the Bebop gave a violent rumble.
Jet spoke harshly, "Either get to the battlestations or go down with the ship!"
~
"What the hell am I doing?" Faye whined as she flew out of the Bebop and into the hyperspace with her zip craft.
Through the intercom, Spike responded, "It's called giving, Faye. Just think of us as 'fairy-godparents' granting the princess her wish."
Faye sighed, "Is that right?"
Flipping a switch, Faye sped up towards the large white cruiser before them. Many small ships came out from its small compartments in the front.
Spotting them also, Spike gave a grunt, "Robot ships? So these are the evil stepsisters."
"Spike, you're one messed up man." Faye gave a laugh. She gripped her her handles, ready to start firing; at last, one came towards her. Pulling back on her handle and squeezing the trigger behind it, Faye twisted her craft while shooting one down.
Meanwhile, Spike created a spiral spin when he being shot at, then shot a few shots before getting one.
Zipping closer towards the ship, Faye was trying to shoot one that had been trying to get her when it suddenly grazed itself on her side, pushing her towards the hyperspace barrier.
Slicing her left wing side through the barrier, Faye's ship rumbled and started its warning signals; red lights flashed in her ship and Faye suddenly stopped her breathing.
*Red lights...*
*A ship...*
*Space...*
She snapped back as an angry yell from the intercom woke her.
"Faye, get the hell out of there!" Spike said to her.
Breathing in panicked breaths, Faye wondered what the hell that was all about. Quickly, she pulled to her left and freed herself from the gravity pull of the barrier. Her lights still flashed red and it began to scare her. The crimson that flashed in her eyes triggered fear to her; she had to turn it off.
Spike looked over to Faye's ship seeing that she was just staying in one pathway and not firing at all, "What the hell is she doing?"
[Turn the fucking light off!] she shouted in her head while she looked for the button to do so. In her frustration, she couldn't seem to find it. Now she was growing more afraid; it became strong in her and she wasn't sure why. [It's the damn lights!] she blamed. Looking up at the small red-blinking bulb, Faye angrily smashed it with her fist; her hand bursting with blood yet she didn't feel the pain.
"Faye! Get out of the way! Jet wants me to do something and I need you out of the way!" she heard Spike yell from the radio. She brought down her shaking, bloody hand and brought it up to her chest, finally feeling the sting of the glass in her flesh.
Taking her shaky left hand, she punched in a code and automatically her craft made a complete turn around and stayed underneath the left wing of the Bebop. She placed her bleeding hand in a piece of white cloth she had found laying around and kept her left hand over it, adding pressure. She breathed in and out slowly as she stared at the blood dripping on her lap, [What the hell did I just do?] Her surprising reaction to the blinking of the red light was a mystery to as why she would be so desperate to do it. A bright blue light glowed from out her window and she looked up to see.
Spike had used his plasma cannon and shot something that created a small vex hole in the barrier. Faye watched in awe as the hole became larger. The Bebop above her quickly came beside it, and Faye also followed behind. As she got closer, she saw the dark center shoot out electricity as some of the small robot ships got sucked in and explode.
Then something started appear from the dark center as it widened; a ship. Tiny volts of electricity surrounded it as it appeared.
A minute had past and the ship was beginning to become closed in as the hole threatened to decrease its size. The Bebop started to back away as the hole in the barrier slowly phased to normal.
Faye started to make her way back to board the ship when the hole completely closed. She saw Spike's ship follow after her, a couple more miles away. Quickly exiting her craft, Faye rushed out the hanger and into the hall. As she passed the living room, she stopped for a minute when she spotted two objects sitting on the couch.
It was Meifa, crying. Jet was sitting beside her, his hand on her shoulder, reassuring her that everything was okay. Faye guessed that Pao was in that ship in the vex hole, and that there wasn't any way to save him after all. Faye worriedly eyed the crying girl, feeling pity and sorry for her.
She gasped as she heard the sliding door behind her give out a hiss of air. She looked down to her hand, it was still bleeding, she couldn't let Spike see it. [He'd ask to many questions... and I'd feel really stupid if I told him I didn't know.] Quickly, she escaped through the bath room and shut the door.
She pressed her ears on the door.
"Hey.." she heard his low voice say. Faye suspected that he had just seen Meifa on the count of his tone being so sad.
Then she heard Jet say a couple of things back, but she couldn't quite hear. "Where's Faye?" she heard Spike ask. Jet answered back to him and she heard Spike's feet shuffle towards the front of her door.
"Faye? You in here?" he was in front of the door now.
Faye clenched her hand in pain as she felt a piece of glass, scratch her flesh inside, "Y-yeah, I'm in here!" she tried to say without hinting him that she was hurt.
"Are you okay? What are you doing in there?" Spike asked rushly.
"I'm going to-" Faye thought quickly, "take a bath!"
There was a pause at the other side of the door before she heard him speak, "Okay.. I'll talk to you later then."
"Okay." Faye replied before she heard his feet shuffle away from the door.
Sighing, Faye went immedietly to the sink and took off the now-soaked-with-blood cloth and opened the faucet. She placed her right hand under the rushing, cool water and tried to clear it away from all the blood. When most of the blood went into the drain, Faye took a good look at it and started picking out the small pieces of glad inside of it; squinting at the painful feelings shooting out to the veins of her hand.
She got most of it and sighed at what kind of damage she did to the palm of her hand. A large, almost blotchy, open wound lay in the middle. She looked down at her clothes, remembering that it was dripping profusely, and gladly found out that it had only dripped on her black leather skirt.
Faye looked at herself in the mirror and frowned at her appearance, "Might as well take a shower now, I guess." Disrobing herself, Faye climbed in the shower and turned the warm water on, followed by the cold to keep it at moderate temperature.
Faye stood there with her eyes closed, her face right in front of the shower head, letting it drown her face.
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She didn't keep track of the time while she took a shower; it had been almost two hours since she was in there.
Coming out, finally, Faye was in her white robe; carrying her dirty clothes in her left hand her right hand bandaged up neatly.
She sped through the halls and into her room as the chilly air of the Bebop stung her skin. She was relieved as she stepped inside her room, that Spike wasn't there. Quickly closing her door, she took off her robe and searched for her small white-undershirt and black cotton shorts to put on. She threw her dirty and pre-soaked clothes into a small plastic bag and shoved it on a corner.
Throwing herself on her bed, Faye sighed in her pillows as she prayed for rest. Her eyes drooped drunkly as she gave in to sleep. Her mind was still racing with her odd action with the red light earlier, and fought it while she shut her eyes.
"It's just a damn red light." she muttered, thinking nothing of it; when actually it was a small link to her past.
~review pleaze!~
On the next chapter:
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Spike: `'`O.O'` Wow! That was really long!
Strife21: ^_^; Ye-up!
Spike: I must say, I enjoyed this chapter very much.
Strife21: Weel thank you Spike! =^_^=
Faye: -just pops out of nowhere- ||-.-|| hey guys..
Spike: Faye!! `'`^-^'`
Strife21: o.O where you been?
Faye: ...I just found out what you're doing next chapter.. Strife.
Strife21: O.O;
Spike: .. What's she doing now?
Faye: She's bringing your brother into the storyline.. ||-_-;||
Spike: So?! I get to see my brother! Yay!
Faye: Yeah but, he's going to try to-
Strife21: -clamps Faye's mouth- Shhhh!!! You can't tell anyone!
Faye: ||*_*|| -can't talk-
Spike: What's he going to try to do??
Strife21: ^_^; nothing.. just tell the people the next chapter is called, Two Cowboys and the basic D.I.D.
Spike: The next chapter's called, Two Cowboys and the basic D.I.D.- now what's he going to do?!
Faye: ||*_*|| -still can't talk-
Strife21: You'll see ^_^;
~laterz, cowboy...~
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short A/N: The whole dream sequence and that guy with Faye, I made up. Basically, the coldness part is when she's going into cyro-sleep; though she probably wasn't able to feel that when she was 'cause she was probably dead. The part in the ship is the time before Faye died a long time ago (I changed that a bit, but it still makes sense right?), anyways the guy will be an important part of this storyline and so will my made up memory/dream, so... no copying! ^_^ byez!
*Warning!! May contain Spoilers!!.. I warned you!*
Chapter six: Feng Shue? What the heck is it? part two.
-Faye's Dream-
Darkness; it was all that enveloped her.
Faye stood still, unaquainted to the environment around her. The vast darkness was thick and the air was clammy; it was almost palpable to her fingers, if she was able to reach out and try.
With a throaty voice she called out, "Hello?"
It was odd; her voice echoed wildy as if she was caved in with walls. Peering around, she tried to focus her eyes around her. No walls, only darkness.
Her stomach knotted as a sudden rush of cold air brushed her bare ankles. She twisted around, half suspecting that someone or something was behind her. But there was nothing.
She started to shiver. Looking down, Faye noticed she did not have clothes on. Faye gasped as another swift cold air pricked her exposed flesh, this time encircling her. Quickly, Faye wrapped her arms around her body; afraid of the unknown things happening to her.
The clammy air that used to be present, now turned into bitter coldness. Faye tried to move from her current position, but found that she couldn't and only stood still. She could feel herself numbing from the freezing air that now grew larger around her; her breath creating a warm mist as she exhaled.
She fell to the ground with a whimper; her feet was unable to stand the air as it chilled them. [What is happening to me? Why am I here? Where is 'here'?] These thoughts raced in her mind.
Without any idea if this was just a dream or the faith of her harsh reality, Faye began to sob. Tears rolled down her cheeks, burning her cold skin with it's warmness.
Now the cold air was almost too unbearable to her body. Trying to overcome the damned coldnes around her, Faye tried to fight it off; violently swinging her arms around her and kicking her legs out. Her body never responded to her will. She cried more tears--more and more.
She felt that she was no longer shivering, yet it was still cold. She questioned her mind whether or not her body has frozen over; she felt the cold but she could not move.
Faye felt her eyes start to drop although she wasn't feeling like she needed sleep. She desperately kept them open and vigil, but soon enough her eyes closed itself shut.
She was still enclosed in darkness; only difference was that she could no longer feel the stinging coldness of her flesh.
A sudden wave within her stomach made her gasp out loud; her eyes shot open.
She looked around; she was no longer in the dark, instead she was now sitting quietly on some sort of passenger seat. She looked around and saw there were others also, sitting on other seats that looked just like hers. The ceiling above her was low, and the walls were a little closed in. A walkway split the room in half; each half had seats with various types of people.
A quiet male voice from beside her made her turn her head. A man with pale blue eyes and dark, smokey hair smiled at her.
"So what do you think of space, Faye?" the voice asked softly--eerily soft.
[Who.. are you? How do you know me?]
Faye only stared at the man, not sure where in the world she was at now. Suddenly, several scenes flashed in her eyes; scenes involving this man. After a while, her eyesn still at the man, she began to feel flush and warm. But still, deep within her, the scenes didn't make any sense.
Still she smiled. Her mouth opened to answer him, surely she was saying things for the man had smiled back at her widely; yet she did not know or hear what she was saying.
"The moon is beautiful. Look out your window, Faye." the man looked over her head and behind her.
Faye turned her head to her right side and stared in wonder at the sight in the window. The moon, and it's pale glow, glazed her eyes.
A sudden mental flash made her think; *Has she seen this before?* Quickly she looked back at the man sitting beside her; he turned to her with a soft smile. She was startled, [I-I know who you are!]
The man noted her quick change in expression.
"Are you okay?" he asked; his face a bit worried.
[I know you!] Faye wanted to shout, but couldn't. She gave out a frustrated whimper, *She knew this before; from somewhere, someplace.* Turning to look out the window once more, her eyes caught a small star twinkle rapidly.
A sudden jerk of the ship caught her off guard and she was violently shoved forwards. With her head down low and staring at her feet, Faye figured where she was and what was to happen next. Worried murmurs and frightened voices filled the area around her and all she did was stare down on the floor.
"Faye!" the man shouted to her.
Drops of tears hit the floor under her, her tears. She slowly sat back up and looked up at the man; he was crying also.
"Faye..." he whispered. He lifted his hand up to brush her cheeks. His move only made her cry more tears.
Faye began to feel everything around her, start to float. Her body began to rise upwards and her arms lifted with them. Red-lights flashed around the room and people screamed and cried in fear.
Sadly, Faye turned her head back at the window. A small crack split the round glass in half--then slowly--another had connected with it. From afar, she saw the same star that had been shining wildly, dimmer then fade.
The window in front of her burst open.
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"Nooooooo!!!!!!!!!"
Faye shot up from her bed, eyes wide open; her tears, mixed with sweat, heavily fell down her face.
"No!!" she cried. She reached her hands up in front of her as if she was trying to take something back.
Spike's heart leapt as she began to sob. He got up and rushed in front of her. He quickly sat down and held her in a tight embrace; her arms still reaching out behind him.
"You can't do this to me! I-It's not fair!!!" she frantically cried.
A little scared, Ed backed away from the two and hid behind the entrance of the door way. She held her ears closed from all of Faye's screaming. To her side, she spotted Jet angrily rushing towards her; his female visitor right behind.
"Why is this happening to me?!" Faye angrily spat out. She seemed to be shouting to something from in front of her; though Spike couldn't figure out who and why.
Reaching for her hands, Spike brought them down and around his neck. Slowly he shushed the whimpering woman in his arms.
Relaxing and falling back from her dream, Faye tightly clung on Spike. She burrowed her face on his shoulder and began to weep.
Just as Spike thought that she going to quiet down and refrain from crying, he heard Faye slowly increase her sobs. Spike furrowed his eyes and gently moved a hand up and down her back, reassuringly.
"Faye... what happened?" he asked; his voice barely in a whisper.
He felt her clutch tighter. She quieted down for a minute, as if she was thinking before answering him.
"I-I don't remember..." she replied, and her sobs became stronger.
"What the hell's going on here?" Jet shouted from the doorway. As soon as he saw Faye crying on Spike's shoulder, he regretted his shouting. Meifa watched from behind him; her eyes worriedly at the two in the room.
Spike looked up to Jet, "It's nothing," he paused, "It's just a bad dream."
Jet cleared his throat, "Will she be okay?"
"Yeah." Spike answered and turned his head back.
Ed looked up at Jet, "Faye-Faye was loud... Ed got scared." she whispered.
Jet lightly smiled at the little girl, "Come on, Ed. Let's go to the living room." He turned around and mentioned Meifa to follow also.
"But, Jet.."
"As long as Spike's there, they'll be ok." he assured her.
Meifa nodded and followed him back to the living room.
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*What could a man do when a woman won't let go of him as she drifted to sleep?*
"Absolutely nothing..." Spike muttered as he lay on Faye's bed beside her; her arms still clutching around his neck and her head resting on his chest.
He gave a deep sigh then smiled at his position, "..I'm too damn nice.."
Looking down, Spike eyed his sleeping beauty--her hair splayed all over his chest--and brought a hand up to her shoulder that hung around him.
She had fallen asleep in their embrace, which probably lasted an hour or so, and she refused to let him go when he urged her to lay back down.
"Faye?" he asked out, doubting she would answer.
Surprisingly she gave a soft grunt as an acknowledgement.
Spike gave a soft chuckle, "Promise you won't go ballistic as soon as you realize what you're doing right now, okay?"
Faye gave another soft grunt and moved her head upwards to his shoulder; her face inches from his neck.
Spike could feel her warm breath on his neck; he couldn't help but grin.
Briefly he kissed her forehead, as if it was a natural thing he does. Lifting his other hand up, he placed it over her hand around his neck and held it tight. Her hand was cold, but when he lightly kissed her forehead, she was still feverishly hot. He moved his hand away from hers for a while, just to pull the blanket over her, then returned it.
Sighing again, he pondered at what she may have been dreaming earlier. [She said she forgot them...] he said to himself, [How can she.. so quickly?]
Several seconds past until he brushed the subject off and turned his attention back to Faye. He figured he might as well sleep now since he had no choice.
Lifting her arm up and closer to him, Spike turned his body slightly so that he was facing her. Fortunately she wasn't disturbed at his quick move. Taking his other hand--that had been stuck underneath Faye--he lifted it around her and placed it around her waist.
He pulled the blanket upwards more, adjusted her hand around his neck, and rested his free hand on her back.
"Good night, Faye." he said softly. He watched as Faye's head inched slightly closer as she muttered something back.
Her face so close to his, Spike had an intention of kissing her lips, but fought it. He knew he had to take this *thing* slowly, especially with Faye.
[Hey, but she's asleep.] Spike snickered to himself.
Leaning over slowly, he softly kissed her lips; his own burning with the sensation. When he pulled away, he still could feel his lips pulling for more. So he bit them, trying to fight the urge to do it again--this time longer than his first.
Sighing out loud, Spike pushed his urges and rested his forehead against hers. He smiled before closing his eyes to sleep.
*What could a man do when a woman won't let go of him as she drifted to sleep?* He asked himself again.
"Stay with her and hope to god that when she wakes, she won't throw a fit after she finds out what you did." he whispered softly.
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"Spike-person?"
A tiny voice called to him. He lifted his eyes up and saw, through his blurry vision, a small smiling face with big red hair.
"Spike-person, hell-ooooooo?" it called out.
Spike muttered stubbornly, "Five more minutes.."
Just as he was about to go back to sleep, another voice caught his attention.
"Get up, Spike. Jet wants you."
He opened his eyes and looked up again, and surely enough there was Faye standing above him, looking down skeptically.
"Faye.." he grumbled, "You should be resting, you're sick." With a groan, he sat up and stretched his arms up in the air. He eyed her now, in her white undershirt and black skirt; she seemed to be back in her cool nature. Spike wondered where the ill woman was at.
Faye put her hands on her hips, "We've been asleep for at least 4 hours now. Besides," she put her hands up, "I feel better."
Spike swung his legs to the side of the bed, not taking his eyes off of Faye.
Faye eyed him back; her brow twitched, "What?"
Shaking his head and managing a grin, Spike stood up, "Nothing, it's great you're not sick anymore." He boldly placed an arm around her shoulders and leaned closer to her, "So, did you have a nice nap.. with me?" his eyes glinted teasingly.
Ed giggled at Spike's question and Faye flushed red.
In annoyance, Faye elbowed him in the gut.
Spike ducked back; his body bent over and a hand over his stomach. He gave a groan, "What the hell?"
Faye gave a soft snarl and walked out of the room.
Ed was still laughing, but laughing now at Spike's pained-face, "Spike-person," she said, "Ed thinks you are trying too hard."
Spike stood straight up again, still holding his stomach in pain, "Oh yeah? How do you know?"
Ed grinned radiantly, "Hehe, Ed knows many things!" her lips curved slyly, "Like.. what Faye-Faye said when she woke up."
"What did she say?" Spike raised an eye.
"Something about Spike-person!" she giggled, "Faye-Faye was smiling when she told me, too!" Ed pointed to the huge grin she had on her face.
Spike's eyes widened, "She was talking about me?" Ed's head nodded to him, "Really?"
Ed nodded again, "Yeah.. but Ed's not telling you what Faye-Faye said, because," she bent over closer to him; a hand covering half of her face.
Spike leaned closer and turned his head to listen.
Ed breathed in, "Faye-Faye said not to tell Spike-person!!" she screamed out, nearly deafening Spike. She rushed out and left the man in his position; a ticked-off expression appeared on his face.
Spike stood there for a minute as his left ear gave off a terrible high-pitched ring.
"Damn.." he muttered.
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"Yo, Spike! Took you long enough to get up." Jet hollered to him.
Spike simply gave a nod at him and scanned the room. There was Meifa and Jet sitting on the long couch and Faye sitting comfortably on the one-seated chair. He smiled and walked towards her.
Faye looked up as Spike came by leaned on her chair.
"Hey, honey." he winked at her.
Feeling her cheeks flush again, she grumbled, "Would you knock it off?"
"Knock what off?" he flashed her a grin.
Jet looked at the two then face-faulted, "Would you two love birds take it somewhere else?"
Faye looked over to Jet in disbelief, "You're kidding me, right? Spike and I will never be-"
Spike shook his head and pulled out a cigarette from his front pocket; he lit it, "I'm not sure about that... I mean, you were clinging on me a couple of hours ago. And we did sleep together."
Now Jet wasn't ready to hear about the last thing he said. Immedietly he stood up, "What?! You two..s-slept together?!"
The infuriated Faye burst out of her seat, "He slept beside me! We didn't do anything!"
Spike slid himself on Faye's seat, and began to hum. Faye turned around and saw him take her seat; angrily she tried pulling him out.
"Spike, quit being such a moron!" she shouted.
"Then don't deny the love, hun." Spike calmly answered.
Meifa, who had been watching the whole scene in front of her, began to laugh. Jet looked over to her with a pathetic face.
"Please don't pay any attention to them?" Jet said to her.
"It's quite alright, Jet." she stopped to say, "They seem to enjoy each other's company."
The fight between Spike and Faye stopped briefly as Faye pointed to the couple on the couch, "And what about you, Jet?! You brought your girlfriend here!"
"Now, listen!" Jet stood and brought his fist up, "She's a guest, not a girlfriend!"
"Well then get this in your puny little brain, Spike and I aren't love birds!!" she yelled back, shoving her face in front of his.
Spike blew out smoke before he commented on the subject, "That's right, we're love-" he stopped for a minute to think, "-love fish. Yup, together, forever, just swimming in the stars of space."
"Shut up! You're not helping!" Faye turned to him once more and continued her pulling, "Get off my spot!"
"What's wrong my little golden scale?" Spike chuckled as Faye continued trying to pull him out by the arm.
A large sweatdrop appeared just above Jet's left brow as he sighed deeply.
Meifa kept her giggling, and found the Bebop crew rather interesting.
~
Minutes had passed before Jet stopped the two and asked them to pay attention.
"So, Meifa and I found the sun stone but it wasn't easy. Their were guys trying to stop us along the way." Jet held up the sun stone in front of him then placed it on the small table in front of him.
He looked at the two; Faye was now sitting on Spike's lap--her face irate and disturbed, in the meanwhile Spike sat on the chair, one arm around Faye's waist to keep her from leaving.
"So what's up with this thing?" Spike asked. He looked up for a moment, to Faye; she had stubbornly placed her arms across her chest and was trying not to make any eye contact to anyone. He gave a grin then looked back to Jet for his answer.
Jet glanced at Meifa for a bit, her face gazed down to the floor as she answered for him, "See.. that's what we don't know. There must be a reason why my father wanted Jet to find this. I figured it could be something to help us find him.. but how?"
Ed, who had joined them in the room, was on the steps playing with Meifa's Lo Pan. She was twisting and turning it around, trying to find out what it was. Ein sat beside her, eyeing the stone on the table and coming back to the device in Ed's hand.
Faye took a quick look at the stone on the table, "That's what you guys were looking for?" she scoffed, "It looks like a regular piece of rock to me." She felt a small pull from Spike's arm around her and immedietly she turned her eyes at him in anger.
"What?" Spike said innocently.
Jet's voice interrupted Faye's retort, "It's not just a rock, Faye. I won't get in the details but this thing has to do something, we just don't know what."
Sprinting over, Ein came by and grabbed the stone with his mouth and gave it Ed.
Ed squealed as the Lo Pan in her hands moved around. All eyes fell upon it.
Meifa stood up quickly as she saw what was happening, "T-That can't happen! The Lo Pan only reacts to things magnetic and I took it off."
"It's got to be the stone doing that." Jet said to her.
"Yes, but," Meifa stalled, "but why and.. how?"
Jet, Spike, and Faye felt silent. They looked up at Meifa as she thought. Her head shot up suddenly.
"Wait! That's it! We can do it!" Meifa said out loud.
"Do what?" Jet asked.
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Zooming through hyperspace, the Bebop moved along in speed.
"So tell me, how's this thing suppose to do now?" Jet scratched his head as he asked Meifa.
"Well you see," Meifa started, "My father has the a stone exactly like that, and the two stones resonate with each other. That means, if we follow the directions of the Lo Pan that's being directed magnetically with the sun stone, we can find my father."
Jet thought that was a pretty incredible explanation. He nodded, "So this will help us find Pao." he gave a light chuckle, "That's pretty clever of him."
Meifa gave a faint smile that soon diminished, "Yes but, what I couldn't figure out was why he had given that message to you and.. not me."
Jet looked up at her, "Your father was in dangerous grounds, I'm sure he just didn't want you to get hurt or anything."
Looking down at the Lo Pan, Meifa sighed, "I don't know.."
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"Hey Faye?" Spike asked as he knocked on her door.
An angry yell answered, "What do you want now?"
Spike pushed open the door and came in willingly. He looked down at Faye sitting on her bed, her blue turtle neck sweater back on, and looking at him acidicly.
"I didn't say you could come in." she grumbled.
Spike shrugged, "I know, but since we shared this room once before, I thought you wouldn't mind as much."
Faye's face hinted red, "Look, would you stop making such a big deal with that? It's really annoying."
Sitting beside her, Spike pulled out his cig and lit it.
With disbelief in her eyes, Faye watched the man voluntary sit beside her without permission. She gave a scoff, pretending his gesture didn't agitate her, and continued on with her speaking, "All I did was sleep beside you. So what? It's not a big deal!"
Spike curved a grin at the corner of his mouth, he gave a short chuckle, "It was for me."
Faye groaned out if frustration, "Do you know how much I would *love* to strangle you right now?"
Putting his hands up, Spike shrugged. Picking his cig off of his mouth, he turned to her, "Anyways, I came here for a reason other than because I missed you."
He couldn't help but enjoy the twinge of her brow as he said the last three words.
"I came over to talk to you." he continued to say.
"About what?" Faye grumbled.
"Your dream."
Spike saw that her eyes dimmed as soon as he had said that. He almost wanted to say 'Nevermind' but he just had to urge her to tell him.
".. What about it?" Faye asked softly.
"Are you lying to me when you said that you forgot?" Spike raised an eye to her.
Sighing, Faye moved back against the wall and placed her arms around her stomach, "No.."
Spike watched her action as she answered; she didn't seem to be bluffing, "You forgot it as soon as you woke up?"
Faye nodded slowly, "Kind of dumb, huh?"
"No.. I didn't mean it at all like that." Spike backed out, thinking he might have offended her.
"It's stupid, really. What kind of idiot forgets a dream like that?" she sighed, "I could of at least remembered a small tiny bit of it... but no, my brain shuts down whenever I try."
Spike lowered his voice, "That doesn't mean you're an idiot or you're stupid. That doesn't mean anything."
".. Maybe to you.. but to me," Faye muttered, "It's always a constant worry whether or not it's a good thing these unknown dreams happen to me or not."
Moving back on the wall with her, Spike nodded, "I take it that this wasn't the first dream you woke up from, remembering nothing from it."
Faye smiled crookedly, "Yeah, there's been one or two before. Wasn't as big of a deal as this one." her faced casted downward, "This one I felt I really needed to know."
She sighed and pulled her knees to her chest, curling up in a ball. She turned back to Spike, who had been just silently staring at her, "Do you know what's my theory on why I can't remember my dreams?"
Spike shook his head, "No. What's your reason?"
"I'm thinking it's not actually a dream but more of a memory." she said softly, "I'm thinking it's a relapse of me in a memory, and the reason why I can't ever remember them when I wake is-" she stopped and gave out a breath.
Crumpling his eyebrows at her, Spike knew it was difficult for her to say these things to him, especially talking about having an unknown past.
"Because..." she turned her head down to her knees and lowered her eyes, "I don't know anything about it. Because, supposedly, it's not in my memory anymore."
"Faye," Spike whispered, "You should never let yourself get dragged down with your past. You need to focus on your life now and what's ahead of you."
"It's not like I can run from it though. It's like a damn piece of wood I keep tripping over at every step, no matter how hard I try to avoid it. You know what I mean? It's something that's always going to be there, and I can't just kick it out of the way." she looked at him, her eyes softening.
"It isn't as easy as what you would think, letting go of the something like this." she argued, "I mean it's my past, my childhood; moments of my life when more things change and happen. They say childhood is the most sattisfying period of your life."
Spike kept his mouth shut, knowing whatever he would say to argue back to her would not help any. He knew she was right.
"How can *I* know that when I don't know what my childhood was all about?" she finished, barely audible to Spike's ears.
Worriedly eyeing the woman beside him, wishing he could just take everything miserable in her life away with words, he couldn't find any words that can even match up to her case.
"People say live your life to the fullest. How can I when half of it disappeared? Life is from the minute you are born to last minute of your life." she gave a small chuckle, "Mine's from the minute I woke from cyro-sleep and to the last minute of my life. It's sad, really."
"Think about this, Faye." Spike finally thought of another point, "Their are millions of people out there who probably wishes they never knew their past." The moment he said that, he thought about himself and his past, "They would love to be you.."
"It's still not the same. People with a bad past at least has one. They at least know who they are, who their parents are, who they grew up with. Rocky pathways are natural things in life; at least they get to experience them." Faye said back, "Afterall, they build part of a person's personality; which I lack so I doubt they'd *love* to be me."
Spike had to admit that Faye was good at backing up her logics. He suspected that she had gotten these from her own experience. Spike sighed, "Okay, I admit you are right but, Faye," he leaned closer to her, "Do you know how much I would love to have lived a life like yours for the past three years since you were out of cyro-sleep?"
Faye looked at him oddly, "Why?"
Spike shrugged, "You were free. I wasn't. I had to fight my way out to be free and I suffered consequences from it." He noticed his cigarette was now down to the filter end. Quickly he leaned to the small table at the bedside and smashed it in the ashtray and sat back down and continued, "Anyways, you have to at least be grateful that you are at least alive and that no-one is after your head, right?"
"I am grateful." Faye answered, "I'm grateful that I actually belong somewhere, I'm grateful that I lived through whatever happened in my past, and I'm grateful to have.. all of you."
Spike smiled, "Really?"
Faye gave him a lopsided smile, "Why do think I'm still here even when I have to put up with your annoying shit everyday?"
Feeling the atmosphere around them lighten, Spike placed an arm around her shoulder. Miracalously, Faye did not flinch at his move. He smiled even more, "I dunno, I thought maybe 'cause I'm too handsome and sexy." he answered her.
For a while Faye didn't say anything back. Instead she looked at him, in his eyes.
"..that could be a reason." she said softly, "Thanks for staying with me, and talking to me."
He was pleased at what she had said, which made him want to know more about something else. Spike gazed at Faye, "Do you think we'll ever be friends?"
Faye stretched her arms in front of her, "We are, Spike." she replied, a slight 'bouncy-ness' in her tone. She looked back at Spike who was intensely looking at her.
"Do you think we'll be more than that?" a certain seriousness in his eyes.
Faye saw that he wasn't being playful and her face became tinted with pink and her expression turned into frustration. She opened her mouth to answer but closed them back. [What am I suppose to say? I-I..]
Just as Faye was about to say something, both crew members flew to the right then harshly back to the left as the Bebop seemed to have collided with something.
"Spike?! Faye?! We have company!" Jet's hoarse yet demanding yell traveled from down the hallway.
Faye looked at Spike as he did her.
Standing up, Spike offered her a hand which she gladly took, "Tell me later." he smiled.
Faye nodded, still flushed, and the two went down the hall, her hand in his.
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Spike and Faye made their way to the control room of the ship. They spotted Jet sitting in the behind the controls and Meifa looking out the side window.
Spike walked towards Jet, "So who's paying us a visit?"
Jet pressed a couple of buttons out in front of them, "I guess people from the Syndicate trying to scare us away." he stopped to turn to him, "I believe we have found where Pao is. The sun stone stopped its resoning here and that's when these damn people started showing up."
"Well, what do you want us to do?"
Jet looked back at the screen in front of him, "Get out there with Faye and stop them before they stop us."
Upon hearing this, Faye gave an exasperated sigh, "This is your party, Jet!" the Bebop gave a violent rumble.
Jet spoke harshly, "Either get to the battlestations or go down with the ship!"
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"What the hell am I doing?" Faye whined as she flew out of the Bebop and into the hyperspace with her zip craft.
Through the intercom, Spike responded, "It's called giving, Faye. Just think of us as 'fairy-godparents' granting the princess her wish."
Faye sighed, "Is that right?"
Flipping a switch, Faye sped up towards the large white cruiser before them. Many small ships came out from its small compartments in the front.
Spotting them also, Spike gave a grunt, "Robot ships? So these are the evil stepsisters."
"Spike, you're one messed up man." Faye gave a laugh. She gripped her her handles, ready to start firing; at last, one came towards her. Pulling back on her handle and squeezing the trigger behind it, Faye twisted her craft while shooting one down.
Meanwhile, Spike created a spiral spin when he being shot at, then shot a few shots before getting one.
Zipping closer towards the ship, Faye was trying to shoot one that had been trying to get her when it suddenly grazed itself on her side, pushing her towards the hyperspace barrier.
Slicing her left wing side through the barrier, Faye's ship rumbled and started its warning signals; red lights flashed in her ship and Faye suddenly stopped her breathing.
*Red lights...*
*A ship...*
*Space...*
She snapped back as an angry yell from the intercom woke her.
"Faye, get the hell out of there!" Spike said to her.
Breathing in panicked breaths, Faye wondered what the hell that was all about. Quickly, she pulled to her left and freed herself from the gravity pull of the barrier. Her lights still flashed red and it began to scare her. The crimson that flashed in her eyes triggered fear to her; she had to turn it off.
Spike looked over to Faye's ship seeing that she was just staying in one pathway and not firing at all, "What the hell is she doing?"
[Turn the fucking light off!] she shouted in her head while she looked for the button to do so. In her frustration, she couldn't seem to find it. Now she was growing more afraid; it became strong in her and she wasn't sure why. [It's the damn lights!] she blamed. Looking up at the small red-blinking bulb, Faye angrily smashed it with her fist; her hand bursting with blood yet she didn't feel the pain.
"Faye! Get out of the way! Jet wants me to do something and I need you out of the way!" she heard Spike yell from the radio. She brought down her shaking, bloody hand and brought it up to her chest, finally feeling the sting of the glass in her flesh.
Taking her shaky left hand, she punched in a code and automatically her craft made a complete turn around and stayed underneath the left wing of the Bebop. She placed her bleeding hand in a piece of white cloth she had found laying around and kept her left hand over it, adding pressure. She breathed in and out slowly as she stared at the blood dripping on her lap, [What the hell did I just do?] Her surprising reaction to the blinking of the red light was a mystery to as why she would be so desperate to do it. A bright blue light glowed from out her window and she looked up to see.
Spike had used his plasma cannon and shot something that created a small vex hole in the barrier. Faye watched in awe as the hole became larger. The Bebop above her quickly came beside it, and Faye also followed behind. As she got closer, she saw the dark center shoot out electricity as some of the small robot ships got sucked in and explode.
Then something started appear from the dark center as it widened; a ship. Tiny volts of electricity surrounded it as it appeared.
A minute had past and the ship was beginning to become closed in as the hole threatened to decrease its size. The Bebop started to back away as the hole in the barrier slowly phased to normal.
Faye started to make her way back to board the ship when the hole completely closed. She saw Spike's ship follow after her, a couple more miles away. Quickly exiting her craft, Faye rushed out the hanger and into the hall. As she passed the living room, she stopped for a minute when she spotted two objects sitting on the couch.
It was Meifa, crying. Jet was sitting beside her, his hand on her shoulder, reassuring her that everything was okay. Faye guessed that Pao was in that ship in the vex hole, and that there wasn't any way to save him after all. Faye worriedly eyed the crying girl, feeling pity and sorry for her.
She gasped as she heard the sliding door behind her give out a hiss of air. She looked down to her hand, it was still bleeding, she couldn't let Spike see it. [He'd ask to many questions... and I'd feel really stupid if I told him I didn't know.] Quickly, she escaped through the bath room and shut the door.
She pressed her ears on the door.
"Hey.." she heard his low voice say. Faye suspected that he had just seen Meifa on the count of his tone being so sad.
Then she heard Jet say a couple of things back, but she couldn't quite hear. "Where's Faye?" she heard Spike ask. Jet answered back to him and she heard Spike's feet shuffle towards the front of her door.
"Faye? You in here?" he was in front of the door now.
Faye clenched her hand in pain as she felt a piece of glass, scratch her flesh inside, "Y-yeah, I'm in here!" she tried to say without hinting him that she was hurt.
"Are you okay? What are you doing in there?" Spike asked rushly.
"I'm going to-" Faye thought quickly, "take a bath!"
There was a pause at the other side of the door before she heard him speak, "Okay.. I'll talk to you later then."
"Okay." Faye replied before she heard his feet shuffle away from the door.
Sighing, Faye went immedietly to the sink and took off the now-soaked-with-blood cloth and opened the faucet. She placed her right hand under the rushing, cool water and tried to clear it away from all the blood. When most of the blood went into the drain, Faye took a good look at it and started picking out the small pieces of glad inside of it; squinting at the painful feelings shooting out to the veins of her hand.
She got most of it and sighed at what kind of damage she did to the palm of her hand. A large, almost blotchy, open wound lay in the middle. She looked down at her clothes, remembering that it was dripping profusely, and gladly found out that it had only dripped on her black leather skirt.
Faye looked at herself in the mirror and frowned at her appearance, "Might as well take a shower now, I guess." Disrobing herself, Faye climbed in the shower and turned the warm water on, followed by the cold to keep it at moderate temperature.
Faye stood there with her eyes closed, her face right in front of the shower head, letting it drown her face.
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She didn't keep track of the time while she took a shower; it had been almost two hours since she was in there.
Coming out, finally, Faye was in her white robe; carrying her dirty clothes in her left hand her right hand bandaged up neatly.
She sped through the halls and into her room as the chilly air of the Bebop stung her skin. She was relieved as she stepped inside her room, that Spike wasn't there. Quickly closing her door, she took off her robe and searched for her small white-undershirt and black cotton shorts to put on. She threw her dirty and pre-soaked clothes into a small plastic bag and shoved it on a corner.
Throwing herself on her bed, Faye sighed in her pillows as she prayed for rest. Her eyes drooped drunkly as she gave in to sleep. Her mind was still racing with her odd action with the red light earlier, and fought it while she shut her eyes.
"It's just a damn red light." she muttered, thinking nothing of it; when actually it was a small link to her past.
~review pleaze!~
On the next chapter:
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Spike: `'`O.O'` Wow! That was really long!
Strife21: ^_^; Ye-up!
Spike: I must say, I enjoyed this chapter very much.
Strife21: Weel thank you Spike! =^_^=
Faye: -just pops out of nowhere- ||-.-|| hey guys..
Spike: Faye!! `'`^-^'`
Strife21: o.O where you been?
Faye: ...I just found out what you're doing next chapter.. Strife.
Strife21: O.O;
Spike: .. What's she doing now?
Faye: She's bringing your brother into the storyline.. ||-_-;||
Spike: So?! I get to see my brother! Yay!
Faye: Yeah but, he's going to try to-
Strife21: -clamps Faye's mouth- Shhhh!!! You can't tell anyone!
Faye: ||*_*|| -can't talk-
Spike: What's he going to try to do??
Strife21: ^_^; nothing.. just tell the people the next chapter is called, Two Cowboys and the basic D.I.D.
Spike: The next chapter's called, Two Cowboys and the basic D.I.D.- now what's he going to do?!
Faye: ||*_*|| -still can't talk-
Strife21: You'll see ^_^;
~laterz, cowboy...~
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short A/N: The whole dream sequence and that guy with Faye, I made up. Basically, the coldness part is when she's going into cyro-sleep; though she probably wasn't able to feel that when she was 'cause she was probably dead. The part in the ship is the time before Faye died a long time ago (I changed that a bit, but it still makes sense right?), anyways the guy will be an important part of this storyline and so will my made up memory/dream, so... no copying! ^_^ byez!