Protecting the Enemy

-Chapter 13-

By: Rachel*

Rated: PG-13/R

Gender: Romance/Drama

E-mail: PeachGirlKiley@aol.com

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

+ A long chapter! ^_^' Ed makes her début. She's a much more troubled child, but mainly because she's traumatized… Review and tell me what you think of this chapter! What do you think will happen in the grand finally?! +

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            Michael smiled his eyes narrowing. "Yes, but you always watch where you step!" Michael grabbed his pocket knife, from his pants pocket and drove the blade into the back of Spike's leg. Spike's eyes grew wide and he yelled out in pain falling back. Faye screamed grabbing her gun and firing. She hit Michael in the chest. "You…" His eyes looked over at Faye who held her gun firmly in her hands. His eyes rolled back and he exhaled. Faye fired again, and then again.

            "Die…" She mumbled, firing a forth time. "Die!" Faye screamed. Spike's eyes widened He stood using his good leg and throwing himself at Faye knocking the gun from her hands and taking her down onto the ground with him. Tears filled her eyes as her head crashed onto the hard ground. Spike frowned and pulled her closer to himself cradling her in his arms. "I killed him." Spike rested his head into hers.

            "It's okay; he would have been put to death if he went to trial anyway." Spike looked over at the dead girls again and shuttered. Faye's body shook in his arms. She was so fragile. "Hey now, don't cry over him."

            Faye looked up at Spike. "I'm not. I thought you were really hurt. I got scared." Spike's eyes warmed and he smiled. Faye got lost in his gaze. She let her head rest on the ground as Spike held her closer. So many stories lay hidden behind them. She wanted to know them, all of them; she wanted to know everything about this man.

            "Even worse, don't cry over me." Spike smirked. "You're not supposed to care about your bodyguard." It was amazing. He could make it seem like they were the only ones in the room. Like the world was revolving only around them. She pulled her arm out from under herself and let it fall onto Spike's face again. She pulled him towards her face letting her lips get closer to his. Spike looked at her, and Julia's face ran into his mind. "No…" He pushed her away. Her face was filled with confusion. "I can't fall in love again Faye. Not now." Faye looked down as she sat up avoiding eye contact. Spike pulled her into his arms again. "Please understand?" Spike whispered. "Just wait, okay?" Faye still didn't look at him, but nodded. Spike stood limping over to get Faye's gun.

            "What about him?" Faye glanced over at Michael's dead corpse. Her violet hair was slightly ruffled and her shirt was still slightly off center. Spike frowned and kicked his hand away from him. Bending he took the pocket knife out of his leg and groaned in pain. Flinching his cut away part of Michael's shirt and tied it around his leg.

            "We leave him." Spike spat. "Let's go." Faye stood and took her gun she only hair four more bullets left in her gun. Spike put his ear to the door. He couldn't hear anyone and opened the door to peer out. Faye hit the light switch and Spike jumped a little in surprise.

            Faye smiled. "Sorry." She laughed a little. She made a note in the back of her mind. Spike was the only one who made her smile in the worst of situations. What was that back there? He kissed her with such wanting, yet now he doesn't care? Who was he kissing, Faye, or Julia? Faye shook her head removing the thoughts from her mind. Spike nodded his head as they walked out the hall. She could see the elevators and took a step ahead of Spike as he limped along. The knife had gone into the flesh of his mussel, but wasn't as bad as it looked. However, Spike wasn't about to go as far to say that it tickled. Spike grabbed Faye and jerked her back again.

            "Don't go a head of me." Spike growled. His eyes were dark and cold, something was different suddenly.

            "I'm not like Julia—"

            "Don't say it!" Spike pushed her into a wall his face centimeters away from her own. She looked into his eyes frightened by his reaction. He looked down and shook his head. "For my sake, just listen, you die, I die, okay?" Spike looked back at her with a smile on his face once again. His eyes were closed; she couldn't tell what he was really thinking.

            Spike grimaced and forced a smile on his lips. He hated how she could pick out every emotion he had running through him. How did Faye do it? "Come on." Faye looked towards the elevator. Spike nodded and walked along with her. No one was in the hall, it was odd.

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            "They left, did they?" Doc chuckled as Jet sat down in his office holding Ein once again. "He really cares about this one you say?" Jet nodded. "I remember the first time you found that kid, all cut up, bloody and bruised." He shook his head. "All he said for two days was Julia…"

            "Faye means something to him though." Jet smiled. "His second chance I guess? Maybe his second change at finding love too." Jet let his hand run through what hair he had.

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            Jet walked along a bad part of town whistling to a song. It was raining pretty hard, the sky was so dark and clouded he didn't think the sun would ever shine again. "Julia…" A voice uttered. Jet walked by an alleyway. He had been looking for a bounty, but had found nothing. His old friend Doc's place had been torn to bits by some guy and he wouldn't stop until he tracked him down. "Julia…" The voice cried out again. Jet paused in his tracks and he noticed how cut up the guy was.

            "Buddy, are you okay?" Jet walked a little closer. The guy was shaking like a leaf holding the dead body of a girl in his arms. He was on the ground coiled into a ball, his dark green hair mixed with blood and dirt.

            "Julia!" He shouted rocking back and forth.

            "Kid, what happened?" Jet finally noticed the dead girl. "I'll go get help, you stay here!" Jet shouted running towards his zip craft…

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            "If he looses this one too though, I don't think he'll come back to us alive." Jet frowned as Ein whined.

            "Where'd you get the mutt?" Doc mumbled staring at the dog.

            "Found him on the docks by the Bebop. His owners abandoned him." Doc nodded.

            "I see…" He trailed off. "Faye's pretty strong; they'll both make it out of this alive."

            "I hope you're right."

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            Spike pushed the up button and the elevator opened right away. He darted in firing at the camera in the corner. Faye frowned and pushed the button for the third floor. "Spike?" Faye whispered. Spike looked over at her blankly.

            "What now? Do you want to save the world while were at it?" He sneered. Faye frowned glaring over at him.

            "I wanted to know if I could stay with you until I found a place of my own when we get Ed." Spike looked at her for a moment in thought.

            "Yeah." He nodded a small smile forming on his lips. The elevator stopped and the doors opened slowly. "Be quiet." Spike ordered. Faye nodded. He pushed away from the wall he was leaning into and looked around before running to the left. Faye followed behind. Her heart was pounding the adrenalin running though her.

            "He's dead?!" Nathan screamed from a room. Spike's eyes widened and he looked back at Faye who stood frozen in the middle of the hall.

            Spike motioned for her to come over to him, but she shook her head. "I'm sorry Spike…" Her body shook. "I can't—" Spike ran over to her and pulled her against the wall.

            "You're going to listen to me damn it!" Spike growled. His eyes were narrowed little slits. "I won't loose you too." Spike's voice was in a harsh whisper. Faye watched his every move as he started to back away. She  nodded her head again and started to trail behind.

            "First that damned kid, and now my brother! Where is he, I'll kill him with my bare hands, hunt him down, he's in here somewhere!" Nathan came storming out of his room. Spike grabbed Faye and they ran down the hall and around the corner. "Huh?" Nathan blinked a few times. Did he see someone? He took a few steps down in Spike and Faye's direction.

            "Sir, do you want to go see your brother?" A man came out and looked towards Nathan. He glared towards the corner of the hall and looked back at the man.

            "I'm coming…" He growled.

            Spike sighed taking a deep breath. He looked over at Faye who had a death grip on his wrist. "That hurts, you know?" He smirked as her face turned bright red.

            "Sorry." Faye sighed pulling out her gun and holding that instead. Spike's eyebrows raised and he almost felt like hugging her just for the heck of it, but he couldn't, not now, he couldn't get distracted. They needed to save that kid. He looked at Faye for a moment longer, getting lost in her green eyes.

            "Come on." He sighed smiling again. Faye agreed as he glanced around the corner and past the room Nathan was last in. Faye's eyes glanced in as they past. It was littered with pictures.

            "Spike…" Faye stopped and looked in swinging her arms around with gun in hand, as she made sure no one was in the room. "Look Spike." Faye pointed to the desk. The pictures were all of her and Spike. Even a picture of Faye holding Spike after the car crash was found.

            "Liam had a hidden camera somewhere." Spike sighed he walked around finding a few bottles of whisky, and some trays with empty food. A few discarded containers of red eye as well. "He's on redeye too?" Spike picked up the administrator and held it up for Faye to see.

            "His other favorite thing to do, other then getting drunk and beating on me." Faye smiled a little. Spike looked down at it. Held in the palm of his hand he clenched it in his fists and threw it into the opposite wall with all his might. It merely bounced back landing at his feet.

            Spike glared in defeat. Why did things have to be like this anyway? Why did Faye have to be a connection to his past? He killed his past, it should be left dead, and she was bringing it back to life, bringing back those dreams that were to be left behind. Faye was bringing back the hate, the unwanted nagging in the back of his mind. "This isn't getting us anywhere." Spike growled kicking the redeye out of his sight. Faye watched him from the corner of his eyes.

            "Is something wrong?" Faye whispered making sure the door was locked before she relaxed some.

            Spike looked over at Faye his lips pierced together. "Vicious did redeye too. I did for a little while in fact. I didn't like the way it affected me though. Vicious however loved it and I would always find him passed out in his room…" Faye frowned and nodded her head. He flinched and leaned against the back of a couch letting some of the pressures on his leg subside.

            "We're safe in here." Faye reassured him. "Nathan once locked himself in here. He was to drunk to unlock the door and had to have his men break in for him. It took them four hours." Faye started to laugh. Spike silenced her covering her face with his hand as someone began to turn the door handle.

            "What the hell, which one of you locked the door?" Nathan growled banging into it.

            This was just great. Faye picked the perfect room to lock them selves in. They were trapped. There were windows, but it was too high to jump, and there was nothing to climb down. Spike looked around in a panic racing around for any means of escape. Faye looked up. "Air duct." Faye pointed. Spike stopped and ran over to her and looked up. Smiling he hugged her on impulse. Faye smiled weakly and helped him drag a large chair over.

            "Is someone in there?!" Nathan growled. He could hear noises coming from inside. "Faye, Faye is that you?!" Nathan pounded on the door. "Baby, hang on I'll be there in a second."

            "Screw you!" Faye screamed. Spike's eyes widened.

            "Faye!" Spike hissed covering her mouth and looking at her in shock.

            "He already knows I'm in here, might as well just play with him a little." Faye smirked. Spike still didn't know what to say. She was just as evil as he was. Faye winked.

            "Faye, open the door!" Nathan growled checking himself into the door. Faye shouted another comment towards Nathan. He just checked himself into the door again.

            "Faye, come on!" Spike shouted pulling the cover of the air duct to the ground. Faye frowned and nodded her head.

            "Open the door or you know what will happen to you!" Nathan screamed. There was a gunshot and Faye screamed out as it flew by her. "I warned you Faye, I'm sorry if I hurt you!" He pounded his fists into the door. "I love, you just open the door!"

            "Sir, we can get some of the men in the ducts and trap them in the room that way. They're trapped, we can surround them." A man smiled turning on his phone.

            Nathan nodded, his eyes narrowing. "Do it, but don't kill either of them, I want them both now…" He smirked. "Faye you're both trapped in that little room!"

            Spike's eyes darkened. "They know we're going in the air ducts…" He grimaced. "We have to hurry. They still don't know why we came back, we'll grab the kid and then we'll work on an escape plan from there." Spike climbed up into the entry of the duct and took Faye's hand pulling her onto the chair.

            "We'll be fine." Faye whispered. Spike's body tensed and his grip on her hand tightened. She turned at looked towards the door.

            "I don't know now… If we don't, I'm sorry." He couldn't look down to see what her reaction was, he didn't want to either. It was going to end up the same way, wasn't it? Spike started to pull his hand away but Faye held it tighter pulling it to her face and kissing his palm gently.

            "We'll be fine." Faye reassured him again. Spike's lips were closed tightly and he pulled away with a strong tug of his hand. "You might of loved me once Nathan, but not anymore…"  She sighed. 'I may of loved you too, but no more.' Spike looked up at Spike and smiled weakly.

            "Hurry up." Spike urged. Faye sighed and pulled herself up slowly following Spike.

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            "Ed's never going to get out of here, is she?" A small girl sat huddled in a small corner of a room. It was small, white, and cold. She shivered rubbing her arms trying to gather warmth. "Ed misses Emily." She whispered rocking back and forth. She stood and walked over to a small white table, and a small white chair she took peered down at the notebook. One of the guards had given it to her so she would stop crying.

            Sitting down she opened the notebook and flipped past a few pieces with scattered doodles on them. "Ed must draw." She smiled and turned to a blank page and began to draw a picture of a boy. He was tall, with short fire red hair, like hers was, and dressed in a pair of baggy jeans and a white t-shirt. "Ed is going to draw Ed!" She laughed before her eyes narrowed. She looked over at the door at one of the guards he was staring at her. "Stare, stare, is that all Mr. Guard person does?" She jumped up and turned the table over. Grabbing the chair she screamed out and threw it at the glass window cracking it.

            She started pulling at her hair and rolled on the ground. She hated this place. "Take Ed home!"

            "Sit down, and shut up!" He growled. "You don't want me to come in there again, do you?" She frowned and ran back into her corner.

            "Ed is sorry." She started rocking back and forth again. There were the sounds of whispers from above.

            "Ed…" Faye pushed Spike ahead of her and looked down threw the slanted opening. "Ed, it's Faye…" She whispered again.

            "Faye-Faye!" She laughed jumping up.

            "I said shut up kid!" The guard kicked the door and Ed sat back down, looking up at Faye.

            Faye's eyes narrowed. "Hang on Ed." She smiled and glanced back at Spike. She kicked at the duct letting her wait break the latch and she fell to the ground shouting out in pain. Spike hung half way down and shot at the door hitting the guard who fell to the ground screaming out, before dying.

            "Damn it." Spike cursed jumping down. "Are you okay?" He helped Faye stand and glanced at the girl who was now hiding in the other corner. "Kid you okay too?"

            Her golden eyes narrowed and she coiled up like a cat rocking back at a quicker pace. "Mean man." She uttered.

            Spike's eyebrows knitted together. "No, I'm here to help you, like Faye is—"

            "No, mean man!" She screamed flinging her arms into the air and ran at him hitting her head into his stomach, and kicking her foot into his leg.

            Spike gritted his teeth and bit his tongue to keep himself from yelling out in pain. He grabbed Ed as he fell and covered her mouth silencing her. "Don't scream!" He growled. She kicked her legs in a frantic motion.

            "Ed, stop!" Faye pulled her away from Spike and held her to her chest until she stopped struggling. "Spike is not a mean man; he's good, like me. He'll help you get out of here, I promise you that." Faye lay on the floor holding Ed and letting her hand run through her hair trying to sooth her. "It's okay. I'm back; you don't have to worry anymore."

            "Mean…Man…" She started to cry and turned to face Faye hugging her. "Home?" She asked.

            Faye smiled looking over at Spike who watched over them in awe. Faye had been so bitter to him in the beginning. Now though, she was her true self. Not the one who hated others, the one who did care, yet was still strong. "Spike will help us go home, okay Ed?"

            Ed nodded. "Spike…" She shuttered trying to control her tears. "Spi-Spi?" Faye laughed nodding her head.

            "Spi-Spi will help." Spike scowled. Spi-Spi, what kind of name was that? He stood up limping over to the wall.

            "Come on Faye." Spike cracked his neck. "Who knows if someone heard us." There were voices coming from the air duct.

            Faye sat up and Ed looked over at Spike. "Spi-Spi!" She jumped up and ran towards him. Spike's eyes widened and he guarded himself, afraid she would attack him again. Instead she grabbed his arms away and hugging him tightly.

            He smirked and patted her head lightly, not sure how to react. Faye smiled again looking at him. It was cute watching him, he didn't know how to act around her. "Yeah… Spi-Spi." He growled.

            "Ed, stay quiet, okay?" Faye took her hand as she let go of Spike.

            Spike looked at them. "Be silent." Ed, and Faye nodded in unison. "Let's get out of here…" He smiled and walked towards the door. He couldn't hear anything. "Ready… He gripped the door handle. "Go." He whispered.

            "Wrong move Spike." He felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and heard Faye and Ed's echoed screams. Was he dying, was this how it was going to end?

+ Looks like a chapter and an epilogue to go! ^___^ so are you liking this?! I hope so! Might take a while for the endings though. I got a few bad grades on my report card and I'm banned from the computer. I'm sneaking on to post this… -_-' So I must be going!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!! PLEASE?! +