Chapter 18-
The Bebop had just shown up on the radar and nothing out of the ordinary had happened so far. Spike woke with a start, jumping up and hitting his head on the ceiling. Faye sighed and slithered into his arms and onto his chest, her hair brushing his face. Jet's voice began to crackle over the static of spike's old C.B. radio. "You've got about another hour, we'll wait for you here." Spike smiled softly at Faye's sleeping form, barely aware of reaching up and taking down the mike and his reply, "Okay, see you then." Faye must have fallen asleep after him, because she'd still been complaining about him having her ride with him and how cramped it was when he'd fallen asleep. He wouldn't mind having another hour of her being held by him, even if the only reason she'd consented was because of how terrified he'd been. He stroked her hair and began to drop off into a light easy sleep.
Chapter 19-
Spike woke to Faye's shrieks. She'd pressed herself against the glass of the window and was crying softly. Tears streaming down her face. Spike found himself confused, why was she screaming, what had happened? He pulled her back and turned her to face him, " What happened? Faye! Tell me what happened!" He yelled at her as she shook with sobs. Then it hit him, "Your ship?" he asked her softly. She nodded like it hurt and he pulled her into a cradling embrace. He felt like he held a child. She grabbed onto his shirt and held on like she'd never let go. Jet's voice came back over C.B. Radio, worried and stressed, "Spike? What happened?" Spike leaned forward, one hand grabbing the mike, the cradling Faye, "It.it was Faye's ship." He said solemnly. Jet's voice came back worried, "Where's Faye?" "She's okay, maybe in shock, but otherwise she's fine. She's with me." Jet let out a long sigh of relief, "Okay, we're coming to meet you. We're going to have to talk." "Yeah, okay." Spike said before hanging up the mike and pushing his forward faster than his usual cruising speed.
A/n- Sorry it took so long, but as it says in my Bio, my home Pc is down and I don't have much time to type at school, so this is it.
I don't own CB, so don't sue me, or you can, but all I own is a pile of dryer lint, you've been warned..
The Bebop had just shown up on the radar and nothing out of the ordinary had happened so far. Spike woke with a start, jumping up and hitting his head on the ceiling. Faye sighed and slithered into his arms and onto his chest, her hair brushing his face. Jet's voice began to crackle over the static of spike's old C.B. radio. "You've got about another hour, we'll wait for you here." Spike smiled softly at Faye's sleeping form, barely aware of reaching up and taking down the mike and his reply, "Okay, see you then." Faye must have fallen asleep after him, because she'd still been complaining about him having her ride with him and how cramped it was when he'd fallen asleep. He wouldn't mind having another hour of her being held by him, even if the only reason she'd consented was because of how terrified he'd been. He stroked her hair and began to drop off into a light easy sleep.
Chapter 19-
Spike woke to Faye's shrieks. She'd pressed herself against the glass of the window and was crying softly. Tears streaming down her face. Spike found himself confused, why was she screaming, what had happened? He pulled her back and turned her to face him, " What happened? Faye! Tell me what happened!" He yelled at her as she shook with sobs. Then it hit him, "Your ship?" he asked her softly. She nodded like it hurt and he pulled her into a cradling embrace. He felt like he held a child. She grabbed onto his shirt and held on like she'd never let go. Jet's voice came back over C.B. Radio, worried and stressed, "Spike? What happened?" Spike leaned forward, one hand grabbing the mike, the cradling Faye, "It.it was Faye's ship." He said solemnly. Jet's voice came back worried, "Where's Faye?" "She's okay, maybe in shock, but otherwise she's fine. She's with me." Jet let out a long sigh of relief, "Okay, we're coming to meet you. We're going to have to talk." "Yeah, okay." Spike said before hanging up the mike and pushing his forward faster than his usual cruising speed.
A/n- Sorry it took so long, but as it says in my Bio, my home Pc is down and I don't have much time to type at school, so this is it.
I don't own CB, so don't sue me, or you can, but all I own is a pile of dryer lint, you've been warned..