Protecting the Enemy

-Chapter 8-

By Rachel*

Rated: PG-13

Gender: Romance/Drama

E-mail: PeachGirlKiley@aol.com

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

+ I'm watching the academy awards right now, and SPIRITED AWAY WON!!! This is the 1st anime that I've seen win yet! GOOOOO ANNNNIIIIMMMMEEE!!!  ::throws arms in the air:: +

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            "Hang on tight." Spike growled hitting the gas and going up onto the sidewalk. Beeping the car horn they raced down the length of the strip mall without causing any unnecessary injuries. Turning to the left they jutted back onto the main rode, and around the next corner barley missing a woman, and her child.

            "What it!" Faye hissed looking in the back window to see the woman screaming at them.

            "I'm trying to!" Spike's eyes narrowed as he looking into the rearview window. Two cars were catching up to them. "Darn it." Spike grimaced. "We've got company." He mumbled. Faye's body tensed and she turned to see the cars, each withholding three men inside.

            "Can't we do something?!" Faye turned back to face forward as Spike darted another corner and onto the bride.

            ""I'm going to try and get us to the woods." Spike looked down at the gas gage, trying his hardest not to lose control of the car. "We're running low on gas." Spike huffed. There was only about a quarter of a tank left, it would take barley that to reach the woodland areas.

            Built four years after the first settlement of Mars. It created a natural supply of oxygen, and recreation area. It was a stretch of forty miles. Meant to resemble scattered parts of Yellow Stone, but nowhere near as large as it.

            Faye glanced down at the gage as well. "You've got to be kidding me?" She groaned in frustration. "Why does this always happen to me?"

            "They're getting pretty—" A shot fired as Liam spoke. He ducked down as the back window shattered.

            Faye shouted out on impulse grabbing away Spike's gun. "They're firing at us?"

            "Master of the obvious, aren't we?" Spike sneered scotching down in the drivers' seat, trying to prevent himself from getting shot.

            Liam shouted out in pain and Spike's two-toned eyes darted open. "Liam?!" He shouted.

            "It's okay, I just get hit in the arm; I'll live." He murmured. He had taken the bullet in his left arm, blood staining threw his suit, and coat.

            Faye's face ran pale and she looked away. She looked down at the gun in her hands. "Don't do it Faye…" Spike spat glancing over at her.

            "I'll aim at their tires." She protested. Spike's eyes darted back to the rearview mirror and then back to Faye and the gun in her hand.

            "If you get hurt, don't blame me—" Spike was cut off by the loud piecing sound of a fired gun. One of the cars sped out of control, flipping over into another. Spike's eyes widened and he looked back at Faye in shock. "How did you…?"

            Faye smirked. "Another thing I taught myself to do." She sighed turning away. "We've still got one of two of them behind us."

            "Damn…" Liam uttered holding his arm. Faye looked back her face paling again. Liam looked up to her and smiled shaking his head. "It's okay, just hurts, it's not as bad as I thought it was."

           "I think we're going to make it…" Spike grimaced turning the wheel as they went around a sharp corner. Faye made a noise as she gripped a hold on the door so she wouldn't go flying into Spike.

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            "Sir, they just kidded four of my men!" A man growled into his cell phone.

            Michael smiled. "Well, isn't that just lovely. Make sure you get him, that's all I have to say. Also, make sure they come back alive." Michael rubbed his eyes yawning. He had managed to sleep in and was tired.

            "Yes sir." The man sighed hanging up his phone. "Continue on. We have to get them this time." The man smiled. "We'll bring them back alive, after having a little fun with them."

            The man in the drivers seat, tightened his grip on the wheel smirking, the two men in the back laughing lightly.

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            Spike could see it off in the distance. The lush forest, the only one that lived on Mars. The one that caused many deaths, many missing persons that would never be found, that lay in empty coffins in cemeteries. Their family's never seeing them again. "Get ready to run Faye, Liam." Spike glanced over to Faye, and then back to Liam.

            "Yeah." They both replied. Faye clenched onto Spike's gun tightly. Her heart raced. What if they got caught? She couldn't go back to Nathan, he would kill her if she did. Spike saw the fear in her eyes and shook his head.

            "Don't worry." He breathed. Faye's head shot in his direction in shock. "Hang on!" Spike growled turning off the rode as he slammed on the breaks and slammed into a tree.

            Groaning Faye looked to Spike who faced her with closed eyes. "Spike?" Faye hissed shaking him lightly. "Spike, Spike wake up!" Faye screamed. She looked back a Liam who  slowly opened in eyes.

            "Spike, get up." Liam kicked the back of the drivers' seat and turned to see the men fly past them in their cars. They had flown down a ten foot ditch and into a tree. Faye had a small gash across her forehead, but nothing major. Spike however, was what was worrying her. They had rapped around that corner so fact, and gone off the road so quickly that Michael's men hadn't seen them. Faye was in utter disbelief. Had he done this on purpose? She let her fingers run through his hair moving his head back a little to look at the swelling lump on his left cheek bone.

            "Don't kick the chair." Faye spat. Her eyes widened. It was his back again. She gritted her teeth her forehead began to throb. "Do you have anything to make the bleeding stop?" Faye looked at Liam as he glanced over at Spike paling at the sight of Spike's back.

            Liam looked through his pockets pulling out a few tissues, some money, a cell phone, pocket knife, and a spare clip for his gun. "We can use the tissues, and my coat if we need to get it's that bad—"

            "It took me two and a half hours to get his bleeding under control!" Faye screamed. Her arms were shaking as she managed to undo his seat belt. Liam closed his mouth quickly frowning.

            "He should have been admitted to a hospital Faye." He sighed looking down at this feet and tightening the grip on his arm as blood streamed over his hand. Faye glared at him.

            "We wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you—" Faye stopped herself when Liam's eyes grew dark.

            "I know, it's our fault that you and he are in this mess. However, if I hadn't helped you two, you both would be dead in a matter of hours once Michael, and Nathan got through with you." Liam looked back at Faye as she pulled Spike onto his stomach, his upper chest and head resting on her lap.

Faye grabbed the pocket knife from Liam's lap and tore at Spike's Shirt

grimacing at what had happened. The stitches from one of the main wounds had torn completely, along with a few of the smaller ones. "He'll be okay if I can get this sown up, and get the bleeding under control." Spike groaned stirring. Faye shushed him letting her hand rest on his cheek rubbing it slowing over him. Frowning Spike slowly drifted back into unconsciousness. Faye sighed in relief. "I don't have any more medicine to make the bleeding stop—" Faye's eyes darted to Liam's cell phone and she smiled in joy. "Jet!" She remembered. He would be able to come get them, right?

Liam's head cocked to one side. "Who is that?" He asked letting go of his arm for a moment.

"Spike's living with him." She mumbled reaching back far enough to grab the phone without hurting Spike. "They gather bounties together." Faye ran her hand through Spike's hair again. "Spike?" Faye whispered into his ear shaking his head lightly as she let her hand rest on his cheek rubbing it ever so gently.

"Julia?" Spike uttered his eyes fluttered open. They were dilated, and dull. Liam's eyes narrowed, his eyebrows knitting together.

"Still loves her?" He smirked.

Faye smiled. "It's Faye; can you tell me Jet's number?" Faye whispered. Spike groaned as he tried to move. "No, just stay still." Faye's body tensed as she took a hold of Spike's right hand squeezing it.

"895-555-6730." Spike mumbled rolling his eyes back. "It hurts…" He winced in pain. Faye's eyes widened as Spike gripped tightly onto her hand.

Liam frowned. "Call him; I want to get out of here." He piped flinching as he gripped his arm again.

Faye nodded. "I'm doing that now." She pushed zero and put the phone to her ear as it began to ring.

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            "Spike?" Jet growled.

            "It's Faye." She replied in relief.

            "Where the hell are you guys, I came three minutes after you apparently started a mass hysteria at the food store, people were screaming, running in all directions…" Jet rolled his eyes. "So are you two coming back some day, or what?"

            "Three of us. A friend of Spike's helped us get out of that mess." Faye paused. "We stole a car, and are at the start of the woods district. We were going so fast we drove off road and hit a tree. Spike's back is bleeding, badly again, and he has a nice sized lump on his face too." Faye's nose wrinkled together as she examined his newest injury. "Get you come get us?"

            Jet sighed. "Yeah, be there in half hour tops." He hung up the phone running towards the hanger Ein running close behind barking and whining. "You can come too." Jet called back still running.

            Spike gritted his teeth. It hurt to breath. His pulse was racing, his head was pounding, it was as if fifty tons lay neatly on top of his body. He couldn't stand it much longer, and yet then he could. Something was holding him there, in reality, in the world of the living. Maybe it was the strive to live, the want to protect Faye? Or was it her voice, that soothing whisper that was calming his aching head with ever word, every touch of her hand on his face. What it really Faye that kept his heart beating? He couldn't feel, or hear anything but her now. Only her. "Faye?" Spike could sense his vision blurring, but was it from the lack of blood, or was he crying?

            "Spike, it's okay. Jet will be here soon." Faye reassured him with that intoxicating whisper. She moved her free hand to his face drying the single tear dripping from his two-toned eyes. Faye's heart wrenched. What had she done to him? This was all her fault. Spike was in such pain, Spike was dying because of her! Faye hit her head into the back of her seat in anger. This had to happen to her. Why couldn't it all go away, why would Nathan not let her go? The worst was, why did he—no why did she have to involve others?

            "Is he going to make it?" Liam pained leaning forward after Faye threw her head back.

           "If Jet gets here within the time he said he would." Faye uttered bringing his head closer to her stomach, and leaning forward to talk into his ear again. "Forgive me?"

+ So what do you think so far? What's going to happen next? What do you want to happen next? More S/F stuff, or keep it steady and build up until the end? +

+ Evil cackle! A cliff hanger!! I'll be sure to get the next chapter out ASAP! For now I must be going! FARE-WELL TO ALL!! +