Ahh, here we go! *cracks knuckles and flexes fingers* Time to write! I wanted to write sooo much last night, but I was in a car with no paper. That's probably why. Stupid inspiration only works when I don't want it too...oh well. Here's a new chapter! Thanks for all the reviews, by the way.
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Don't Leave Me Now
Part 5
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"Faye, can you hear me now?" Jet's voice came through the ear piece that Faye had in, hidden completely by strategically placed strands of hair.
"Loud and clear." she spoke softly, but she was sure that the microphone in her necklace was working fine. If not, Jet would tell her. "I'm just arriving at the place we talked about."
"Good. How does the crowd look?" Jet asked. "Will you be able to find the target?"
"No problem." she smiled, stepping out of the limousine and allowing herself to be escorted to the door.
"Ms. Valentine..." the man at the door scanned a list that luckily, Ed was more than capable of "adjusting" with her skills as a hacker. "Yes, you're right here. Come right in. Someone will take your fur." he indicated the stole wrapped around Faye's neck, his eyes straying a bit lower to the generous amount of cleavage her evening gown showed off.
"Thank you," Faye spared him a small smile, not exactly flattered by the way he stared, but not quite insulted either. Every man stared at her like she was fresh meat waiting to be devoured. Except maybe one.
"Do you see Spike? He should be there already, but I think his equipment isn't adjusted. I haven't been able to talk to him. I hate it when he puts me on silence." Jet growled slightly, and Faye had to stifle a laugh. Luckily, the doorman was just commenting on her lovely dress, so she managed to pass it off as a shy smile.
"I'm here. I just hate talking for no reason." Spike's voice was there too, now. He sounded slightly irritated.
"You're just punishing me because Faye's the main operative and you're only backup." Jet accused. "You know, I'm surprised your ridiculous ego doesn't cause interference with the mike." This time, Faye did laugh, but she covered her mouth, trying to make it look like she was clearing her throat as she scanned the crowd.
"Hey, she's only doing it cause this guy's supposed to be such a playboy." Spike sounded as though he was still very put off, though. "Any other chick with a huge pair of--" Faye cut him off by squeezing her necklace murderously, causing painful amounts of feedback.
"Okay, stop it you two." Jet sounded as though he meant business, so Faye and Spike didn't challenge him. "We need to get to work now. Do either of you see the target?"
"Not yet." Faye picked up a fluted champagne glass, trying to mingle casually while searching for their latest bounty. Apparently, he appeared at socialite events and then targeted women, getting them alone before he robbed them blind. Because he targeted the rich and powerful, the bounty was up to fifty million.
"No luck here." Spike was obviously bored and frustrated. "Maybe he's not gonna show."
"Even with the bounty, this party is too much for him to resist." Jet answered. "I'm sure he'll be here. But if he's not, I'll take you out to dinner."
"Careful, Jet. He'll eat all your money away..." Faye faded off as she felt a touch on her shoulder and turned to face the man she was looking for.
"Excuse me, miss. I couldn't help but notice you here." he told her, his tone entirely polite, but somehow very suggestive. "My names is Ruko Tasanori. And you are?"
"Faye Valentine." she felt a smile of triumph touch her lips as she offered her hand to him, letting him kiss it.
"Is that the target, Faye?" Jet asked. "Spike, check out Faye's new friend."
"Sounds like a grease ball to me." Spike grumbled.
"Miss Valentine...I'm sorry, you're so gorgeous, I thought it must be a crime for you to be standing here alone without a dance partner. Are you here with anyone?" he asked, raising a black eyebrow.
"What an ass. That's gotta be the stupidest line I've ever heard." Spike growled. "Yeah, I see him, Jet. Faye's fawning all over the guy like a fucking idiot."
"Actually, I was, but he's such an idiot that I left in search of better company." Faye smiled, spotting Spike's extremely angry face in the crowd. "He's poor and has disgusting hygiene. I can't stand him."
"Oh...um..." Ruko looked as though he was confused by Faye's bitter tirade.
"You, on the other hand, seem to be a cultured gentleman." Faye sidled up to him, lowering her lashes. "I would ask you to teach him, but he's such thick-skulled trash that I doubt he'd learn a thing."
"Faye, you are the biggest slut in--" Spike's voice was cut off by another casual twirl of the necklace. "God, I hope you get stabbed again, you bitch. See if I help you this time."
"Spike, would you knock it off." Jet was angry with their behavior. "You too, Faye. Get him alone and make the bust. Spike, if you let her get hurt, I'll let her hurt you later."
"Well...would you care to dance?" Ruko asked, still a bit confused, but obviously not thrown off the trail.
"Actually, I don't really care for this music." Faye finished her champagne. "Would you like to get some air? This crowd is really much larger than I'm used to."
"Certainly, Miss Valentine." Ruko offered his arm, leading her out the door. "I'll have the valet bring my car around, if you'd like."
"Call me Faye, please." she winked at him as they walked toward the valets.
"Bingo." Jet snapped his fingers. "Be careful, Faye. This guy's dangerous. And Spike, don't let--"
"Yeah, yeah." Spike growled. "Like this guy's half as dangerous as that bitch."
"Knock it off, ass." Faye whispered as Ruko left her side to ask the valet for his car.
"Whatever, don't piss me off or I'll let him have you." Spike was exiting the party as well, and Faye casually eyed him as he asked one of the valets to bring his own car around.
"Yeah right." Faye laughed slightly, and Ruko looked over in confusion.
"What? Did you say something?" Ruko asked her.
"Oh, no, I was just thinking about that idiot." Faye assured him. "I'm so glad I met you, Ruko."
"I'm soooo glad I met you." Spike imitated in a girly voice, drawing strange stares from the remaining valet.
"Look at that guy over there." Faye pointed out Spike, giggling. "What a tasteless outfit. And would you look at his hair? He looks like a demented mental case."
"I guess so..." Ruko laughed nervously at the vicious glare Spike cast Faye. "Does...he know you?"
"Like I'd associate with trash like that." Faye tilted up her nose, rolling her eyes.
"Now I'm trashy? Have you looked in the mirror lately, you cheap--" Faye twirled her necklace, cutting off Spike's hissed retort.
"Here we are." Ruko led her to his red convertible, opening the door for her.
"Thank you." Faye smiled sweetly at him, her smile becoming a heated glare as he moved around the car and she let her gaze meet Spike's.
"Ready to go, then?" Ruko asked her, smiling winningly. She beamed back at him. "Where to?"
"I'd go anywhere you like." Faye smiled seductively at him.
"God Faye, didn't know you were such a whore." Spike's voice entered her earpiece. "Oh wait...I guess I did."
"Stop it, both of you, or I'm keeping the entire bounty as payment for putting up with you two." Jet threatened. "Now, Faye, wait until you're on a quiet road and then get him to pull over. You don't want him to take you back to his house."
"Yeah she does." Spike grumbled.
"Knock it off, Spike." Jet growled.
"Oh...Ruko?" Faye spoke up, noticing that the road they were on seemed quiet enough. "Could you pull over for just a second?"
"What's wrong?" Ruko asked her. "Are you feeling well?"
"I'm...not sure." Faye faked a sickly smile as he pulled over.
"I might have something..." Ruko rooted through his glove compartment as Faye jumped out, pretending to be sick in the bushes.
"Ha! That's the best thing I've heard from Faye all night." Spike's voice was full of mocking.
"Bastard, I'm going to kick you so hard when I see you..." Faye grumbled before continuing her act.
"If you ever finish with Lover Boy there." Spike teased.
"Faye, here! I have these pills...they might help." Ruko exited the car, running toward Faye.
"Don't take anything he gives you." Jet warned.
"Of course not, what am I, stupid?" Faye leaned down further, reaching for the gun strapped to her inner thigh.
"What? Faye, are you--" Ruko froze when she whirled around with the gun in her hands, pointing it with deadly accuracy at the man two feet from her.
"I'm here to take you in, Ruko. If that's even your name." Faye told him. "Now drop to the ground!"
"I don't...understand." Ruko affected astonishment.
"Don't play with me, pretty boy. Get down and put your hands behind your head!" Faye ordered, waiting until he complied shakily. "You know, you aren't much of a challenge for such a big bounty." Faye snapped a pair of cuffs on him, listening as he began to weep.
"Am I...going to jail?" He sobbed like a child.
"What do you think, asshole?" Faye noticed approaching headlights. "Spike, is that you? I'm on the side of the road. See me?" she ignored Ruko, waving at the car as it began to slow.
"Yeah, here I come." Spike answered. Just then, Faye felt her legs fall away beneath her as Ruko lashed out, taking advantage of the fact that she wasn't watching him to sweep her legs out from under her, pulling her to the ground and trying to strangle her with his handcuff chain. "Shit...Faye, what's going on?"
"Dammit...can't..." Faye wheezed, struggling under Ruko.
"Fuck! Faye, hold on!" Spike finally reached them, pulling over and jumping out of his car. Faye kicked wildly, trying to hit Ruko and get him off of her, but he had her down to firmly to the ground. "Hey, asshole. What kinda man does that to a woman?"
"Hey buddy, just get away if you know what's good for you." Ruko turned slightly, reaching for Faye's fallen gun.
"I don't think so." Spike shot at the ground near Ruko's hand. "Get off the lady, if you know what's good for you."
"Hey...it's you..." Ruko recognized Spike as he stood up slowly. "You two...were working together?"
"That's right, genius." Faye stood, kicking Ruko's shins angrily. "God, did you have to do that? You know how much it costs to get this dress cleaned?"
"Don't worry about it, Faye. We'll have plenty of cash once we toss this guy to the authorities. Come on, buddy. Let's go for a ride." Spike motioned toward his car, nodding at Faye. She struck Ruko over the head with her elbow, kneeing his gut and catching him as he collapsed. "Good work, Faye." Spike took the man from her. "Wanna open the trunk for me?"
"Sure." Faye moved to the car, opening the trunk and helping Spike bind Ruko's arms and legs together with duct tape. Finally, they shut the trunk, and Faye turned to Spike as they stood outside the car. "Hey...um, thanks."
"I knew you'd need my help." Spike chuckled as he teased her. "You're just lucky I came to the rescue. What was all that shit earlier?"
"You two, let's just wrap this up." Jet ordered.
"Whatever. I wasn't any worse than you, asshole." Faye crossed her arms. "I remember being called a fucking idiot."
"Yeah? Well what was that about my disgusting hygiene?" Spike stepped closer to her, glaring.
"Come on, you guys." Jet was obviously running out of patience.
"Well who called me the biggest slut in the solar system?" Faye shot back, leaning in.
"Thick-skulled trash?" He asked. "How about demented mental case? Does that ring a bell?"
"Cheap whore? Stupid bitch? What about that?" Faye yelled at him.
"Hey, I was just calling it like it was!" Spike answered.
"Well, same here!" Faye kicked him in the shins. "Asshole!"
"Bitch! Don't kick me!" Spike grabbed her to keep her from doing it again.
"Oh yeah?" Faye struggled in Spike's grip angrily. "What are you gonna do about it?"
"You two, I mean it!" Jet yelled at them.
"What am I going to do about it?" Spike asked angrily. "You wanna see?"
"Yeah!" Faye struggled, finally dropping from his arms, stumbling away a few steps. But then Spike lunged at her, sweeping her up again. But this time, there was something different in the way he held her. Before she could think of what was happening, his lips were on hers, bruising and urgent. Shock was the first thing she felt, quickly chased by excitement as she returned the kiss just as eagerly.
"I told you...you liked it..." Spike managed in between heated kisses.
"Who...said...you ass..." Faye answered, panting as he pinned her against the car.
"You two, I don't know what's going on but you need to--" Jet was cut off as Faye pulled out her earpiece, her example soon followed by Spike as she fumbled for the car handle, finally getting it open as they continued to exchange heated kisses, while managing to climb inside the car, working at removing each other's clothing.
"Jet! Are Faye-Faye and Spikey coming home yet?" Ed's muffled voice came through the discarded earpieces.
"Um...maybe later." Jet cut off the connection, trying not to blush as he realized what exactly they had been doing.
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The End (Of Part 5, That Is)
