Protecting the Enemy

- Chapter 7 -

By: Rachel*

Rated: PG-13

Gender: Romance/Drama

E-mail: PeachGirlKiley@aol.com

Web Address: www.Spike-Faye-Shrine.cjb.net

+ La, La, La. ^_^ Here's chapter seven! ::sings:: Hee-Hee. I'm in the whole mission impossible feel right now. I just got done watching the Bore Identity, a great movie by the way; so expect the UNEXPECTED!!! ::evil cackle:: +_+ ENJOY! READ + REVIEW!! +

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            "Faye, you take that boy and get out of here. I can handle this bunch." Mr. Rigs glanced over at Faye as she stepped towards him her mouth fumbling for the words that she wanted to say. Her whole body began to shake, and head went from side to side.

            "No!" Faye cried. Spike stood dumbfounded. The old man knew how to hold a gun properly, could he shoot was another question.

            "Don't even thing about it old man…" One of the men scuffed with a roll of his eyes.

            Spike looked over his situation. Behind him was the supermarket, then the movie theater. A small girl and her older brother laughed and ran by him not caring about anything, other than the fact that their mother had given them money to go to the candy store and buy some treats. Three cars were parked behind them as well. One with a small dog inside that would bark at anyone who dare pass by him. Many people were buying food and other goods for the weekend, and bussed around like nothing was happening. "Faye… There's too many people around, I can't. If I make a scene, people will panic, and they'll either shoot us, or him." Spike pointed to Mr. Rigs.

            Faye's heart sank in anguish. "Mr. Rigs, go inside, we have control of everything. Don't worry." Faye smiled weakly.

            Spike turned around again and faked a laugh so he could get a better look at things. Three men in a coffee shop who were looking towards him and Faye darted their eyes away immediately and continued to their conversations. 'Damn it.' Spike thought again. Spike smirked again and turned back around taking a hold of Faye's hand and squeezing it. "There are more then two of them watching us." Spike spoke through clenched teeth. "Behind us in the coffee shop." Spike whispered.

            "What are you murmuring sir?" One of the men spoke up. He was tall, with blond hair streaked with blue highlights.

            "How your hair looks like shit, why?" Spike smugly shot back. The man glared his amber colored eyes and gripped his gun a little harder pulling on the trigger lightly.

            Mr. Rigs coughed and looked over to Spike. Spike turned to meet his gaze fearing for the worst, only to find him sporting a smile on his wrinkling face. "Spike, take Faye. Protect her." Mr. Rigs hissed. "Now go. Don't wait up for your friend—"

            "No, we can't!" Faye cried tears began to fill her eyes. She was scared, she didn't know what to do. Whether to run like Mr. Rigs said, or to charge at those bumpkins on the roof and make sure they never said another word again.

            "She's right, you can't run. If you try we shoot him, and then you. You're trapped." The man sighed with a carefree smile.

            "You were just like me." Spike blurted out. Faye's eyebrows knitted together and she turned to him, her head cocked to one side. "Not caring who died as long as it was for the pride of your leaders." Spike shook his head. "I was in a crime syndicate like you two are. For some odd reason you've involved Faye into your little web, and I don't like that. If you don't mind, we'll be leaving." Spike started walking towards Mr. Rigs.

            "Spike, freeze!" The man shouted. Spike's eyes narrowed and he turned to meet them. The man bowed his head.

            "How did you know my name?" Spike looked over every detail of the man.

            "I…" He trailed off lowering his gun. An ear piece was in his ear. "Sir, you're right…" He whispered into the microphone. He lowered his gun. "Get out of here!" He shouted.

            Spike's eyes widened. He knew that voice. How, who was it, where did he hear it from? 'How?'

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            "Julia, come on!" Spike growled taking her hand and running out a door.

            "No!" A small boy around twelve years old cried. "Julia, don't leave me!" His eyes were filled with tears. His blond hair was curling underneath his ears.

            "Liam?!" Julia's eyes widened. "Liam, I told you to stay in your room." She protested.

            Spike frowned towards the little kid. "Come on Julia, if we're going, we have to go now." She looked back up at Spike. "I'm leaving little brother, I'll be back for you one day I promise." A tear fell from her eyes and she hugged him close. Spike took Julia's arm and pulled her away starting in a run.

            "Spike, freeze!" He growled taking out a gun tears still streaming from his eyes.

            "Liam, where did you get that?!" Julia cried out.

            "Liam, if you wanted to kill me you would have done it already. Keep this in your mind, the syndicate's not everything; don't get killed over the pride of it… It's not worth it in the end." Spike took Julia's arm again and fled from the building.

"Goodbye sister…" He whispered putting the gun to his side.

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"Liam?!" Spike shouted looking at the roof.

He looked down at Spike dropping his gun to the floor. "What are you doing, Nathan will kill you if you dis—"

"No, he won't, not if he can't find me." He smirked and turned away walking towards the roof's door.

"Liam?!" The other man growled, clenching his fists together as he watching his comrade walk away from his life.

Liam sighed with a wave, not even bothering to look back. "See ya"

"I'll shoot!" He growled turning away from Spike, Faye, and Mr. Rigs, and aiming his gun to Liam.

"I'd be dead if you were going to shoot me. Bye." He opened the door with a loud screech and shut it behind him. He pulled the ear piece from his head and tore the microphone from his coat throwing them to the ground and jogging down the back staircase and heading out the back door. He walked down a narrow alleyway and soon joined Spike, and Faye.

Faye looked at Spike oddly. "How do you two know each other?" She asked looking confused.

"It's a long story." They spoke in unison. Spike smirked.

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            "You think its drugs honey?" Mrs. Rigs pouted looking out her window to Spike and the other man as they exchanged guns.

            "Maybe…" Mr. Rigs bit down on his thumb. 'Take care of her boy…'

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"You have an extra gun?" Spike murmured.

"Like I would ever not have an extra…" Liam joked pulling out his spare and tossing it to him.

            "Mr. Rigs, go back inside, we'll take care of this bunch." Spike called. Mr. Rigs hesitantly complied and walked inside his store.

            "Spike, we can't just run, there are too many people around here. If someone were to get shot, they would blame it on me or you and then the bounty goes up, and even more people will be after me… Or even us." Faye clenched her fists tightly looking down at the ground.

            "She's right, you know?" Liam spoke up. "We can't fire and risk the lives of the others." The wind picked up a bit as Spike peered up at the man on the roof again.

            "Liam, who's up there, do I know him?"

            "No, he was on Jupiter while you were still…" Liam noted that Faye was there and trailed off not knowing whether or not Spike would want Faye knowing about his past.

            "Still…?" Spike nodded reassuring that it was okay.

            "Still on Jupiter when you were in the syndicate. He came to us a few years after you disappeared, and after… Julia died." Liam frowned.

            Spike's eyebrows knitted together as his heart wrenched. Spike looked at Liam seeing Julia. They were so alike; Liam had grown up so much. The worse part was, Spike had sworn to protect Julia with his life, all he had done was get her killed in the end. Spike searched for the words, but none came. His mouth fumbled, opened and closed…

            Faye looked at him, her green eyes falling dark. 'Liam's was close to him.' She glanced back towards the coffee shop to find the men were… Gone?! "Spike, they're gone, the men in the coffee shop; they're gone!" Faye hissed.

            Spike looked at her in a dazed, yet coherent glance. He turned and fired a single shot towards the roof hitting the man. "Run!" Spike shouted grabbing Faye's hand and heading for the nearest, empty car.

            Liam's eyes widened, and he darted after Spike and Faye covering them. People began to scream after hearing the gun shot and started running in all directions. "Was this a good idea Spike?!" Liam hissed as a fairly plump sized woman with two kids in her arms charged at him in a frantic attempt to get to the food store for shelter. "Eh!" He picked up pace and saw one of the men out of the corner of his eye. Glaring he looked away. He hadn't noticed them… Yet.

            "Distractions, they won't be able to find us in the crowd!" Spike shouted back as they reached a small sized, red car. The door was locked. "Uh, Liam do you by any chance have a—"

            "Bobbi pin?" Faye smiled pulling one from her hair and handed it to Spike. Spike paused looking at her for a second and then smiled.

"Something you've also done before?" Spike smirked as she glared down at him crouching down onto the blacktop covered ground.

            "That's for me to know, and you to not find out." Faye sneered.

            Liam looked around him only seeing the panicked people. "Stop flirting and get in the car!" He hissed.

            Spike and Faye froze in their actions. Moving at the same pace, they both shot a deadly glare to Liam. "Don't say that again…" They growled in unison.

            Liam smirked looking at Spike again and then to the car behind him a dog barking repetitively at him. "Shh…" He brought his index finger to his lips and taped on the glass window of the car. "It's okay buddy." He whispered, the dog stopped and waged it tale.

            Spike got the lock in record speeds. Hitting the unlock button he handed Faye his gun. "Go around the other side and get in the passenger side." Spike hissed opening the door.

            "Spike…" Faye murmured. She was scared. He could tell, she hid her fear as much as she could behind an invisible mask.

            "We're getting out here alive… Don't worry." He looked at her with a strong intense gaze.

            "You're just as scared as I am, aren't you?" Faye sighed looking up at him. Spike was taken aback and her mouth fumbled before he opened the car door.

            "Get in…" He growled. "Liam, stop poking at the glass of that car, we're going. Now." His voice was stern, yet concerned. Liam glanced at him oddly, then nodded.

            "Yeah…" Liam spoke. 'He's never acted like this before, is it because of me? I haven't seen him in four years… Does he blame himself for Julia?'