Even Cowboys Can Cry
A/n - Yep, I'm finally back on this. It's been hard getting back into the swing of things, but here I am. So on with the show.
Standard disclaimer.
Chapter 17-
He stood frozen right in front of his ship as Julia's words echoed through his mind. Like some demon was standing behind him, whispering the words to him oh so softly, "You'll be sorry, just because I can't hit you directly doesn't mean I'm incapable of getting you. No man is an island, Spike, and I think I may have found your connection." The voice whispered. "I will have you, Spike, nothing will stop that." He shook his head to clear his thoughts and rid himself of that hissing whisper echoing in his head. He felt Faye's hand on his arm and looked at her.
"Are you alright, Spike, you look kinda dazed." She really looked concerned, all of a sudden, he just wanted to kiss her, hold her, love her, and he wanted her to let him. He shook his head slowly. She started to walk to her ship and motioned him to follow suit.
"Faye." He said softly, looking at her ship like it was some sort of disease-ridden carcass.
"Yeah?" She asked, becoming scared.
"Think you could put your ship on auto -pilot and ride with me? Please?" He asked, his brow creased and eyes filled with of fear. Fear for her, she realized. She wasn't sure whether it was the please or the worry evident on his face that made her do it, but she jumped up pushed a few buttons and jumped out before replying with a quick unsure nod. "Thanks." He said getting into his ship and giving her a hand up. In the end, it was rather uncomfortable. She was sitting on his lap and her gun holster was digging into her hip and his thigh. His arms squished hers to her sides as she pressed herself into him with her sharp elbows to keep back from the steering wheel. Grunts could be heard as the ship took off and Faye kept hitting him in his stomach. He breathed in the sweet scent of her hair Everytime and ignored the pain as best he could, continuing to steer up into the thick swirling clouds of Venus, just barely able to see the twinkling starlight beyond. He breathed a small sigh of relief as they cleared the clouds and returned back into the cold and unforgiving dimension that was space. Faye's ship was following them closely. He put his on autopilot and leaned back, giving her a little more space. They continued to cruise their way towards Mars, to meet up with the Bebop.
A/n- That's it for now. Goodbye.
A/n - Yep, I'm finally back on this. It's been hard getting back into the swing of things, but here I am. So on with the show.
Standard disclaimer.
Chapter 17-
He stood frozen right in front of his ship as Julia's words echoed through his mind. Like some demon was standing behind him, whispering the words to him oh so softly, "You'll be sorry, just because I can't hit you directly doesn't mean I'm incapable of getting you. No man is an island, Spike, and I think I may have found your connection." The voice whispered. "I will have you, Spike, nothing will stop that." He shook his head to clear his thoughts and rid himself of that hissing whisper echoing in his head. He felt Faye's hand on his arm and looked at her.
"Are you alright, Spike, you look kinda dazed." She really looked concerned, all of a sudden, he just wanted to kiss her, hold her, love her, and he wanted her to let him. He shook his head slowly. She started to walk to her ship and motioned him to follow suit.
"Faye." He said softly, looking at her ship like it was some sort of disease-ridden carcass.
"Yeah?" She asked, becoming scared.
"Think you could put your ship on auto -pilot and ride with me? Please?" He asked, his brow creased and eyes filled with of fear. Fear for her, she realized. She wasn't sure whether it was the please or the worry evident on his face that made her do it, but she jumped up pushed a few buttons and jumped out before replying with a quick unsure nod. "Thanks." He said getting into his ship and giving her a hand up. In the end, it was rather uncomfortable. She was sitting on his lap and her gun holster was digging into her hip and his thigh. His arms squished hers to her sides as she pressed herself into him with her sharp elbows to keep back from the steering wheel. Grunts could be heard as the ship took off and Faye kept hitting him in his stomach. He breathed in the sweet scent of her hair Everytime and ignored the pain as best he could, continuing to steer up into the thick swirling clouds of Venus, just barely able to see the twinkling starlight beyond. He breathed a small sigh of relief as they cleared the clouds and returned back into the cold and unforgiving dimension that was space. Faye's ship was following them closely. He put his on autopilot and leaned back, giving her a little more space. They continued to cruise their way towards Mars, to meet up with the Bebop.
A/n- That's it for now. Goodbye.