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Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop or "Calling All Angels" by Train.
Note: Thank you all to the reviewers. I wasn't planning on doing this extra chapter, but then I re-read the first chappy and heard the song "Calling All Angels". It encouraged me to add this on. Plus all those nice-nice reviews were propelling me to write something else. The song was perfect for Faye (at least in my head, it was).
Also, a lot of the reviews was saying how the previous chappy was very sad. I think that this one gives off a gleam of hope in the end. (maybe it's just me).
So enjoy.
R/R please
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"Calling All Angels"
~By Wicked-Wytch
"I need a sign to let me know you're here"
He'd run off in his typical manner, looking much like the tragic hero. Spike Spiegel, the cowboy.
"All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere"
And I, in my typical manner, let him go.
"I need to know that things are gonna look up"
I knew, deep down in my heart it was the last time I'd see him.
"Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup"
I tried to ignore it- that pang that told me he'd abandoned me.
"When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head"
Tried my damndest to push it away.
"When you can feel the world shake from the words that I said"
But it wouldn't just go away.
"And I'm calling all angels"
For a moment, there was a throbbing pain in my heart. And my vision was blurred by tears.
"And I'm calling all you angels"
But I was Faye Valentine- the woman without emotion and without a past. The roaring bitch. The troublemaker. So I couldn't let it show.
"And I won't give up if you don't give up"
I left the Bebop shortly after he did. I just couldn't make myself sit quietly while he went and threw his life away.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
I'd be back of course, it was the only place I had left. Jet was my only friend in the world. Life's funny like that.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
I wanted to go and find someone to hit, but instead, I found refuge in an empty old park. It was in a slum and there were broken bottles laying around on the dusty red ground of Mars. But I didn't care.
"I won' give up if you don't give up"
I found my way over to a swing and let my fingers trail along the metal chains that held it up. It looked ancient. Hadn't been on one for so long that I decided to take a seat.
"I need a sign to let me know you're here"
I started to swing back and forth, trying to push it all away. I wanted to move so fast that the images wouldn't come to me. I didn't want to remember my life on the Bebop. Didn't want to see any of them in my mind.
"Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear"
Especially not Spike.
"I want a reason for the way things have to be"
I was angry with him suddenly. That damn cowboy. How dare he just go off like that? Waste his life like that. Just for a woman and his own selfish reasons. Didn't he care about us? Didn't he care about me?
"I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me"
That stupid bastard! How much I hated him then.
"And I'm calling all angels"
Maybe I should have just left a long time ago. Maybe it would have been better that way. I could have made my own living. Traveled all on my own.
"And I'm calling all you angels"
Who was I kidding?
"When children have to play inside so they don't disappear"
I cared for them. I needed them.
"While private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years"
But most of all, right then, I needed Spike.
"And football teams are kissing queens and losing sight of having dreams"
As I swung, I looked heavenward. The night sky was clear and the stars bright. I saw one streak across the sky and then disappear, dissolving into nothing.
"In a world where all we want is only what we want until it's ours"
I realized it suddenly. Maybe it was the shooting star. Or maybe it was just common sense catching up with me.
" And I'm calling all angels"
I couldn't just let him die. Wouldn't just let him throw it all away.
" And I'm calling all you angels"
Couldn't just let Vicious kill him.
" I won't give up if you don't give up"
I jumped off the swing in midair. I landed on both feet and bolted.
" And I'm calling all you angels"
I needed him.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
I wasn't sure about where he was.
"Calling all you angels"
Couldn't even tell if he was still alive.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
But I had to try. I had to find him. Be with him. Tell him everything that I'd kept secret for so long.
"Calling all you angels"
I called up Jet as I sped down the streets and told him we needed to go after Spike. We couldn't just let him die. And Jet, good old Jet, agreed with me. For once.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
I ran and ran and ran. Until my legs ached and my lungs screamed for air. And even then I didn't stop.
"Calling all you angels..."
I wouldn't give him up without a fight.
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Once again, thanks reviewers. I might do a chapter for Jet... but am still not sure. Tell me what you think.
Thanks
Until then,
~Wicked
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop or "Calling All Angels" by Train.
Note: Thank you all to the reviewers. I wasn't planning on doing this extra chapter, but then I re-read the first chappy and heard the song "Calling All Angels". It encouraged me to add this on. Plus all those nice-nice reviews were propelling me to write something else. The song was perfect for Faye (at least in my head, it was).
Also, a lot of the reviews was saying how the previous chappy was very sad. I think that this one gives off a gleam of hope in the end. (maybe it's just me).
So enjoy.
R/R please
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"Calling All Angels"
~By Wicked-Wytch
"I need a sign to let me know you're here"
He'd run off in his typical manner, looking much like the tragic hero. Spike Spiegel, the cowboy.
"All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere"
And I, in my typical manner, let him go.
"I need to know that things are gonna look up"
I knew, deep down in my heart it was the last time I'd see him.
"Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup"
I tried to ignore it- that pang that told me he'd abandoned me.
"When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head"
Tried my damndest to push it away.
"When you can feel the world shake from the words that I said"
But it wouldn't just go away.
"And I'm calling all angels"
For a moment, there was a throbbing pain in my heart. And my vision was blurred by tears.
"And I'm calling all you angels"
But I was Faye Valentine- the woman without emotion and without a past. The roaring bitch. The troublemaker. So I couldn't let it show.
"And I won't give up if you don't give up"
I left the Bebop shortly after he did. I just couldn't make myself sit quietly while he went and threw his life away.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
I'd be back of course, it was the only place I had left. Jet was my only friend in the world. Life's funny like that.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
I wanted to go and find someone to hit, but instead, I found refuge in an empty old park. It was in a slum and there were broken bottles laying around on the dusty red ground of Mars. But I didn't care.
"I won' give up if you don't give up"
I found my way over to a swing and let my fingers trail along the metal chains that held it up. It looked ancient. Hadn't been on one for so long that I decided to take a seat.
"I need a sign to let me know you're here"
I started to swing back and forth, trying to push it all away. I wanted to move so fast that the images wouldn't come to me. I didn't want to remember my life on the Bebop. Didn't want to see any of them in my mind.
"Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear"
Especially not Spike.
"I want a reason for the way things have to be"
I was angry with him suddenly. That damn cowboy. How dare he just go off like that? Waste his life like that. Just for a woman and his own selfish reasons. Didn't he care about us? Didn't he care about me?
"I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me"
That stupid bastard! How much I hated him then.
"And I'm calling all angels"
Maybe I should have just left a long time ago. Maybe it would have been better that way. I could have made my own living. Traveled all on my own.
"And I'm calling all you angels"
Who was I kidding?
"When children have to play inside so they don't disappear"
I cared for them. I needed them.
"While private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years"
But most of all, right then, I needed Spike.
"And football teams are kissing queens and losing sight of having dreams"
As I swung, I looked heavenward. The night sky was clear and the stars bright. I saw one streak across the sky and then disappear, dissolving into nothing.
"In a world where all we want is only what we want until it's ours"
I realized it suddenly. Maybe it was the shooting star. Or maybe it was just common sense catching up with me.
" And I'm calling all angels"
I couldn't just let him die. Wouldn't just let him throw it all away.
" And I'm calling all you angels"
Couldn't just let Vicious kill him.
" I won't give up if you don't give up"
I jumped off the swing in midair. I landed on both feet and bolted.
" And I'm calling all you angels"
I needed him.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
I wasn't sure about where he was.
"Calling all you angels"
Couldn't even tell if he was still alive.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
But I had to try. I had to find him. Be with him. Tell him everything that I'd kept secret for so long.
"Calling all you angels"
I called up Jet as I sped down the streets and told him we needed to go after Spike. We couldn't just let him die. And Jet, good old Jet, agreed with me. For once.
"I won't give up if you don't give up"
I ran and ran and ran. Until my legs ached and my lungs screamed for air. And even then I didn't stop.
"Calling all you angels..."
I wouldn't give him up without a fight.
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Once again, thanks reviewers. I might do a chapter for Jet... but am still not sure. Tell me what you think.
Thanks
Until then,
~Wicked