NB: I don't own Cowboy Bebop or anything else of worth.
This is my attempt at a Spike x Faye story, taking place, of course, after ep. 26.
I've had this for a while, but haven't had the courage to put it up. Some of the Spike x Faye stuff already up is just too good.
Please be kind enough to review. Good, bad, or ugly reviews...don't care. Let me know if you want me to continue onto better Spike and Faye moments.
**
Discovery: Our Lady of Sorrows.
**
The dream was the same every time. She would watch him leave, unable to shout after him anymore. He just wouldn't listen. She could feel the gun in her hand. Cold, solid. She would raise it, level it, and pull the trigger. But the gun would never go off. It would click uselessly, and then fall from her hand.
It was Spike that held the loaded gun.
He would turn, smile sadly and raise a hand in a half-hearted wave. The other hand leveled the gun at her.
He pulled the trigger.
**
It had been so long since Faye had received a call. She would not even have bothered to answer it if Jet had not been out.
It startled her, she admitted. Jarred her out of her lazy stupor. She had fallen asleep while considering painting her nails, changing her clothes, slitting her wrists...anything.
Faye let the phone ring five times before she finally lifted herself off the yellow couch. She reached for a cigarette, lit it, puffed, and then answered the call.
"What?" She did not have to try very hard to keep her voice low, detached, uninterested.
"Faye-Faye!"
The sound of Ed's voice caused Faye's eyes to widen, and she felt them sting. Her cigarette fell from her lips, hitting the floor. Faye had enough sense to step on it.
"Faye-Faye! Ed needs you to pick her up!" Ed looked at Faye, an enormous grin on her face.
Faye could not speak for a few moments. A million questions coursed through her mind. Where have you been? Are you all right? Is something wrong? Why did you leave-
"Faye?"
The sound of Ed saying her name only once caused Faye's return to attention. She couldn't help but smile, if sadly, at the rosy cheeked, pink haired girl on the small monitor.
"Ed needs you to pick her and Ein up right now, Faye-Faye."
"Why? Where are you?"
Ed laughed gleefully, disappearing from Faye's sight.
"Ed? Ed, God damn it, come back!"
Faye sat staring at the screen for several moments, thinking Ed had really left. But as she leaned forward to end the call, Ed's face popped into view. With a startled cry, Faye fell back onto the couch.
"Damn it, Ed!"
"Ed found him! Spike-Person's alive!"
There was a sudden hitch in Faye's throat and she felt her chest tighten. For moment, she wasn't sure if she could breathe. How long had she been living out everyday just trying to forget him? How long had she been telling herself she wouldn't cry over him, just to fall asleep on a tear soaked pillow? How long had she been restraining herself from jumping into her Red Tail and searching for closure?
"Faye-Faye needs to pick Ed and Ein up so we can get Spike-Person."
Faye buried her face in her hands. //I'm not going to cry. There is no way I'm crying over that asshole. Not anymore\\. She felt hot tears against her fingertips.
"Where is he?"
Ed was silent for a few moments.
"Don't you mean 'Where is Ed?'"
Faye tore a hand away from her face and slammed her fist on the table in front of her.
"Tell me!" Faye shouted, infuriated when the girl smiled back at her.
"Ed is on Earth. Father-Person kept getting lost, and Ed is tired of finding him. So Ed found Spike-Person instead."
"If you don't tell him me where he is right now-
Faye gasped when Ed disappeared from her view again, then scowled, balling her hands into fists. //She's driving me insane. Just come back and tell me where he is!\\
"Come get Ed and Ein, and Ed will show you where Spike-Person is," Ed's voice came distantly. "Oh, Faye-Faye?" Ed's grinning face popped once more into view. "Wear something nice."
Faye was shocked, and just a little confused.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Faye narrowed her eyes as Ed maniacal wave and cut the connection.
**
"Yeah, she called me too," Jet murmured with little enthusiasm when he returned. Faye had paced in the hanger until he finally arrived, thinking she might go crazy. "Apparently someone anonymously sent out a blood sample to find an identity. It came back positive for Spike, and that's how Ed found him."
"But this is good!" Faye said, following Jet as he moved about the Bebop. "We know where he is. He's alive-
"Not necessarily!" Jet snapped, but didn't turn around to look at Faye. "Ed says the sample was live when it was analyzed, but that was over three months ago. A lot can happen in three months, especially when you're a reckless son-of-a-bitch like that idiot was."
"IS!" Faye insisted, stomping her foot.
"Faye," Jet started, then sighed and shook his head. "You know I want Spike to be alive just as much as you do-
"Not that much. Don't overanalyze." Faye laughed lightly, trying to cover up her previous excitement.
"You know I want Spike to be alive," Jet continued, "but you have to face the facts."
"Such as?" Faye prompted when Jet fell silent, easing himself onto the yellow couch.
"Why a blood sample?"
Faye didn't answer, but she felt she knew where Jet was going. She sat down across from him.
"I mean, it suggests that he was in rough enough shape that he couldn't answer for himself."
"He could have regained consciousness in three months," Faye insisted.
"It also suggests that he was in bad enough shape that he couldn't be recognized. He's not exactly a stranger to that area, Faye."
Again, Faye didn't answer. She bit her lip and fought against the stinging in her eyes. She refused to believe that, if by some miracle, Spike had survived his encounter, that he would just let himself die less than three months later. Ed discovering a live sample of Spike's blood filled her heart with so much joy and hope that she could barely resist the urge to leave immediately and find him.
"I'm going to get Ed," Faye said quietly to her hands, and she heard Jet sigh. "I'm going to get Ed and we're going to find Spike."
"I know. I told Ed we'd pick her up as soon as I got back to the Bebop. But Faye..."
Faye looked up expectantly, and was shocked at the expression on Jet's face. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen anyone look so forlorn. At least, not since she had looked at her reflection in the mirror that morning.
"What?"
"Don't get your hopes up. Don't make this more painful than it already is."
He got up, leaving Faye staring at her knees, blinking back tears. //How could it possibly get any more painful that this?\\
"Oh, and Faye?"
She wiped her eyes furiously, blushing deeply as Jet turned back towards her, seeing her tears.
"Yeah?"
"When you get there, you might want to wear something different." Jet shrugged, and walked away, Faye staring at his back in annoyance.
"What IS this?"
**
"We're HERE!" Ed shrieked, bouncing towards Faye who sat stiffly on the couch. Having changed into close fitting t-shirt and a pair of jeans three hours earlier, Faye sat fidgeting for the remainder of the trip. At Ed's words, her heart beat wildly and she broke out in a cold sweat. //My God, Spike. Please tell me we've found you.\\
"Come on, Faye-Faye! Time to get Spike-Person!" The wired girl grabbed Faye by the cheeks and tried to yank her from the couch. Faye yelped in angry protest, grabbing Ed's wrists and trying to pull her hands from her face. Ed just held on tighter.
"Stop that, you little freak! It hurts!"
"Little freak! Mountain peak! Spike-Person's a geek!"
Ed let go of Faye and proceeded to dance around the yellow couch. Ein followed her, occasionally barking as Ed narrowly missed stepping on him.
Rubbing her cheeks, Faye walked over to Jet, who stared off in a daze.
"Are you coming?"
He didn't answer for some time, but Faye could tell from his refocused eyes that he was back to reality.
"You go ahead. I've got some stuff to do." He turned away from her, but not before Faye saw the corners of his mouth fall in sadness.
"Are you sure?" She didn't want to push him. She knew perfectly well he was afraid of what lay before them. What they were going to find. She was afraid too. She was terrified. But she had to know. She had to maintain the hope that Spike was still alive.
Jet never answered, but walked out of the room. For a moment, Faye could barely stand the sight of him looking so depressed. Bringing a hand to her mouth, she stifled a sob, and before she could allow another one to escape, she spun around and grabbed Ed.
"Let's go."
She dragged the girl behind her by the scruff of her white tank top, telling Ein to stay behind.
**
Faye suddenly thought she understood why both Ed and Jet had told her to wear something different. Though she had to admit, she didn't expect Ed to have enough sense.
The huge Cathedral loomed before them. Faye couldn't remember ever seeing one after her accident, and the sight of it brought back a sense of nostalgia. She didn't know that people still went to church. Not church's like this, anyway.
"Why would Spike be in a place like this?" Faye asked herself aloud. She watched Ed hop up and swing off of a huge statue of what Faye guessed was the Virgin Mary. It stood before the long flight of steps up to five sets of double doors of the church. Faye imagined that in earlier days, the statue might have been beautiful. But now Mary was missing a portion of her face and both of her hands. It made Faye shiver.
She couldn't help but hold back. She walked around the statue several times, watching Ed swing, climb, and dance across the outstretched arms of the Mary statue.
//Why is this so hard? Why can't I just go in there and demand to know where Spike is?\\
As she paced, Faye rubbed her temples with her fingertips.
"Because," she replied to herself aloud, "You're afraid you're going to walk in there and they're going to tell you he's burnt beyond recognition, that he's maimed, that he can't remember anything, that he's a psycho-homicidal maniac who likes cats, that he'll never wake up.... that he's dead."
Ed picked that moment to launch her self from the statue, intended on using Faye as a cushion. She landed in a startled Faye's arms, sending the woman soaring backwards. They hit the ground hard, Faye's elbow's skidding painfully across the pavement.
Getting over her shock, Faye shoved Ed off, who acted as though she was stunned senseless.
"Damn it, Ed! What the hell is wrong with you?"
She pulled the limp girl to her feet, trying to get her to stand. Ed kept her blank expression and let herself fall against Faye.
"Hey!" Faye shook Ed by the shoulders, but the girl refused to co-operate. "Fine! If you're going to act like this, I'll get Spike by myself!"
She looked around for something she lean Ed against, and seeing the large rectangular sign for the Cathedral, she dragged Ed towards it.
"You can stay here for all I care!" Faye snapped, sitting Ed down and leaning her against the sign. As she rose to walk away, her eye caught something and she stood paralyzed.
"Oh God," she whispered, horror seizing her throat. "Oh God, Ed, what have you done to me?"
Ed snapped back to awareness, wide eyes focusing on Faye.
"Ed didn't think before she jumped, so she used Faye-Faye for a pillow."
"You said he was alive." Her voice was barely above a whisper, but the more she read the sign, the more anger boiled within her, and she turned on Ed, shouting at her.
"You said he was alive!"
Ed stared in fascination as Faye began to cry, first standing still, and then pacing.
"Why wouldn't Spike-Person be alive?"
Faye practically pounced on Ed, putting her in a headlock and cranking her into a position that faced the sign. She jabbed her finger forwards and couldn't control the level of her voice.
"What does that say, Ed?"
Ed didn't answer, but stared at the sign as if it were a foreign object.
"What does it say!?"
"It's a church."
"No!" Faye practically roared. "It says: Our Lady of Sorrows Parish, Religious-
"Services at 8 and 11 o'clock!" Ed chimed in song.
"-Religious..." Faye tried again, but faltered over a sob. "Religious..."
"Faye-Faye?"
"Religious, Morgue and Funeral services," she finished, barely able to hear her own voice.
"Religious!" Ed sang cheerfully. "Spike-Person came to visit Jesus-Person!"
//Oh God...Spike...\\
Both Faye and Ed were startled by the loud clamor from the bell towers above. Their attention moved to the front of the church where a single set of doors opened, people trailing out. Faye held her breath, still clutching Ed in a headlock. She watched every person leaving the church with such intensity that her eyes ached.
When the last person left, she felt her heart sink. None of them was Spike. //Who am I kidding? Jet was right. To hell with my fucking high hopes.\\
And yet...
"Let's go!" Faye nearly snarled, dragging Ed in her headlock towards the church.
"Where are we going?"
"To find where they stuck that ass-hole!" Faye replied though clenched teeth. "And then, I'm going to dig him up, resurrect him, and then KILL HIM-"
**
A single door around the side of the church was designated for the morgue and funeral home. Still seething, Faye jammed the buzzer.
"-and then I'm going to resurrect him again, gauge his eyes out, break his legs, and then KILL HIM!"
She jammed the buzzer again, only to be greeted by a cold voice.
"Can I help you?" A man's voice sounded surprisingly clear through the speaker on the door. Both Ed and Faye turned their attention to a swiveling camera in the left corner of the doorframe.
"Can I help you?" the voice came again after several moments of silence. Faye took a deep breath and cleared her throat.
"We're here for Spike Spiegel."
"Sorry lady, you need to give forty-eight hours notice and a signed police check before you pick up a body. Are you giving your notice now?"
Faye closed her eyes, feeling nauseous for a moment. //He's dead. He really is dead.\\
"Are you giving your notice now?"
"Spike-Person's alive!" Ed sang joyfully.
"Shut up, Ed," Faye said, no conviction in her voice. "Yes, I'm here to give my notice," she spoke the camera, a wave of defeat flooding over her and hot tears spilling down her face.
**
Please review. PLEASE!
This is my attempt at a Spike x Faye story, taking place, of course, after ep. 26.
I've had this for a while, but haven't had the courage to put it up. Some of the Spike x Faye stuff already up is just too good.
Please be kind enough to review. Good, bad, or ugly reviews...don't care. Let me know if you want me to continue onto better Spike and Faye moments.
**
Discovery: Our Lady of Sorrows.
**
The dream was the same every time. She would watch him leave, unable to shout after him anymore. He just wouldn't listen. She could feel the gun in her hand. Cold, solid. She would raise it, level it, and pull the trigger. But the gun would never go off. It would click uselessly, and then fall from her hand.
It was Spike that held the loaded gun.
He would turn, smile sadly and raise a hand in a half-hearted wave. The other hand leveled the gun at her.
He pulled the trigger.
**
It had been so long since Faye had received a call. She would not even have bothered to answer it if Jet had not been out.
It startled her, she admitted. Jarred her out of her lazy stupor. She had fallen asleep while considering painting her nails, changing her clothes, slitting her wrists...anything.
Faye let the phone ring five times before she finally lifted herself off the yellow couch. She reached for a cigarette, lit it, puffed, and then answered the call.
"What?" She did not have to try very hard to keep her voice low, detached, uninterested.
"Faye-Faye!"
The sound of Ed's voice caused Faye's eyes to widen, and she felt them sting. Her cigarette fell from her lips, hitting the floor. Faye had enough sense to step on it.
"Faye-Faye! Ed needs you to pick her up!" Ed looked at Faye, an enormous grin on her face.
Faye could not speak for a few moments. A million questions coursed through her mind. Where have you been? Are you all right? Is something wrong? Why did you leave-
"Faye?"
The sound of Ed saying her name only once caused Faye's return to attention. She couldn't help but smile, if sadly, at the rosy cheeked, pink haired girl on the small monitor.
"Ed needs you to pick her and Ein up right now, Faye-Faye."
"Why? Where are you?"
Ed laughed gleefully, disappearing from Faye's sight.
"Ed? Ed, God damn it, come back!"
Faye sat staring at the screen for several moments, thinking Ed had really left. But as she leaned forward to end the call, Ed's face popped into view. With a startled cry, Faye fell back onto the couch.
"Damn it, Ed!"
"Ed found him! Spike-Person's alive!"
There was a sudden hitch in Faye's throat and she felt her chest tighten. For moment, she wasn't sure if she could breathe. How long had she been living out everyday just trying to forget him? How long had she been telling herself she wouldn't cry over him, just to fall asleep on a tear soaked pillow? How long had she been restraining herself from jumping into her Red Tail and searching for closure?
"Faye-Faye needs to pick Ed and Ein up so we can get Spike-Person."
Faye buried her face in her hands. //I'm not going to cry. There is no way I'm crying over that asshole. Not anymore\\. She felt hot tears against her fingertips.
"Where is he?"
Ed was silent for a few moments.
"Don't you mean 'Where is Ed?'"
Faye tore a hand away from her face and slammed her fist on the table in front of her.
"Tell me!" Faye shouted, infuriated when the girl smiled back at her.
"Ed is on Earth. Father-Person kept getting lost, and Ed is tired of finding him. So Ed found Spike-Person instead."
"If you don't tell him me where he is right now-
Faye gasped when Ed disappeared from her view again, then scowled, balling her hands into fists. //She's driving me insane. Just come back and tell me where he is!\\
"Come get Ed and Ein, and Ed will show you where Spike-Person is," Ed's voice came distantly. "Oh, Faye-Faye?" Ed's grinning face popped once more into view. "Wear something nice."
Faye was shocked, and just a little confused.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Faye narrowed her eyes as Ed maniacal wave and cut the connection.
**
"Yeah, she called me too," Jet murmured with little enthusiasm when he returned. Faye had paced in the hanger until he finally arrived, thinking she might go crazy. "Apparently someone anonymously sent out a blood sample to find an identity. It came back positive for Spike, and that's how Ed found him."
"But this is good!" Faye said, following Jet as he moved about the Bebop. "We know where he is. He's alive-
"Not necessarily!" Jet snapped, but didn't turn around to look at Faye. "Ed says the sample was live when it was analyzed, but that was over three months ago. A lot can happen in three months, especially when you're a reckless son-of-a-bitch like that idiot was."
"IS!" Faye insisted, stomping her foot.
"Faye," Jet started, then sighed and shook his head. "You know I want Spike to be alive just as much as you do-
"Not that much. Don't overanalyze." Faye laughed lightly, trying to cover up her previous excitement.
"You know I want Spike to be alive," Jet continued, "but you have to face the facts."
"Such as?" Faye prompted when Jet fell silent, easing himself onto the yellow couch.
"Why a blood sample?"
Faye didn't answer, but she felt she knew where Jet was going. She sat down across from him.
"I mean, it suggests that he was in rough enough shape that he couldn't answer for himself."
"He could have regained consciousness in three months," Faye insisted.
"It also suggests that he was in bad enough shape that he couldn't be recognized. He's not exactly a stranger to that area, Faye."
Again, Faye didn't answer. She bit her lip and fought against the stinging in her eyes. She refused to believe that, if by some miracle, Spike had survived his encounter, that he would just let himself die less than three months later. Ed discovering a live sample of Spike's blood filled her heart with so much joy and hope that she could barely resist the urge to leave immediately and find him.
"I'm going to get Ed," Faye said quietly to her hands, and she heard Jet sigh. "I'm going to get Ed and we're going to find Spike."
"I know. I told Ed we'd pick her up as soon as I got back to the Bebop. But Faye..."
Faye looked up expectantly, and was shocked at the expression on Jet's face. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen anyone look so forlorn. At least, not since she had looked at her reflection in the mirror that morning.
"What?"
"Don't get your hopes up. Don't make this more painful than it already is."
He got up, leaving Faye staring at her knees, blinking back tears. //How could it possibly get any more painful that this?\\
"Oh, and Faye?"
She wiped her eyes furiously, blushing deeply as Jet turned back towards her, seeing her tears.
"Yeah?"
"When you get there, you might want to wear something different." Jet shrugged, and walked away, Faye staring at his back in annoyance.
"What IS this?"
**
"We're HERE!" Ed shrieked, bouncing towards Faye who sat stiffly on the couch. Having changed into close fitting t-shirt and a pair of jeans three hours earlier, Faye sat fidgeting for the remainder of the trip. At Ed's words, her heart beat wildly and she broke out in a cold sweat. //My God, Spike. Please tell me we've found you.\\
"Come on, Faye-Faye! Time to get Spike-Person!" The wired girl grabbed Faye by the cheeks and tried to yank her from the couch. Faye yelped in angry protest, grabbing Ed's wrists and trying to pull her hands from her face. Ed just held on tighter.
"Stop that, you little freak! It hurts!"
"Little freak! Mountain peak! Spike-Person's a geek!"
Ed let go of Faye and proceeded to dance around the yellow couch. Ein followed her, occasionally barking as Ed narrowly missed stepping on him.
Rubbing her cheeks, Faye walked over to Jet, who stared off in a daze.
"Are you coming?"
He didn't answer for some time, but Faye could tell from his refocused eyes that he was back to reality.
"You go ahead. I've got some stuff to do." He turned away from her, but not before Faye saw the corners of his mouth fall in sadness.
"Are you sure?" She didn't want to push him. She knew perfectly well he was afraid of what lay before them. What they were going to find. She was afraid too. She was terrified. But she had to know. She had to maintain the hope that Spike was still alive.
Jet never answered, but walked out of the room. For a moment, Faye could barely stand the sight of him looking so depressed. Bringing a hand to her mouth, she stifled a sob, and before she could allow another one to escape, she spun around and grabbed Ed.
"Let's go."
She dragged the girl behind her by the scruff of her white tank top, telling Ein to stay behind.
**
Faye suddenly thought she understood why both Ed and Jet had told her to wear something different. Though she had to admit, she didn't expect Ed to have enough sense.
The huge Cathedral loomed before them. Faye couldn't remember ever seeing one after her accident, and the sight of it brought back a sense of nostalgia. She didn't know that people still went to church. Not church's like this, anyway.
"Why would Spike be in a place like this?" Faye asked herself aloud. She watched Ed hop up and swing off of a huge statue of what Faye guessed was the Virgin Mary. It stood before the long flight of steps up to five sets of double doors of the church. Faye imagined that in earlier days, the statue might have been beautiful. But now Mary was missing a portion of her face and both of her hands. It made Faye shiver.
She couldn't help but hold back. She walked around the statue several times, watching Ed swing, climb, and dance across the outstretched arms of the Mary statue.
//Why is this so hard? Why can't I just go in there and demand to know where Spike is?\\
As she paced, Faye rubbed her temples with her fingertips.
"Because," she replied to herself aloud, "You're afraid you're going to walk in there and they're going to tell you he's burnt beyond recognition, that he's maimed, that he can't remember anything, that he's a psycho-homicidal maniac who likes cats, that he'll never wake up.... that he's dead."
Ed picked that moment to launch her self from the statue, intended on using Faye as a cushion. She landed in a startled Faye's arms, sending the woman soaring backwards. They hit the ground hard, Faye's elbow's skidding painfully across the pavement.
Getting over her shock, Faye shoved Ed off, who acted as though she was stunned senseless.
"Damn it, Ed! What the hell is wrong with you?"
She pulled the limp girl to her feet, trying to get her to stand. Ed kept her blank expression and let herself fall against Faye.
"Hey!" Faye shook Ed by the shoulders, but the girl refused to co-operate. "Fine! If you're going to act like this, I'll get Spike by myself!"
She looked around for something she lean Ed against, and seeing the large rectangular sign for the Cathedral, she dragged Ed towards it.
"You can stay here for all I care!" Faye snapped, sitting Ed down and leaning her against the sign. As she rose to walk away, her eye caught something and she stood paralyzed.
"Oh God," she whispered, horror seizing her throat. "Oh God, Ed, what have you done to me?"
Ed snapped back to awareness, wide eyes focusing on Faye.
"Ed didn't think before she jumped, so she used Faye-Faye for a pillow."
"You said he was alive." Her voice was barely above a whisper, but the more she read the sign, the more anger boiled within her, and she turned on Ed, shouting at her.
"You said he was alive!"
Ed stared in fascination as Faye began to cry, first standing still, and then pacing.
"Why wouldn't Spike-Person be alive?"
Faye practically pounced on Ed, putting her in a headlock and cranking her into a position that faced the sign. She jabbed her finger forwards and couldn't control the level of her voice.
"What does that say, Ed?"
Ed didn't answer, but stared at the sign as if it were a foreign object.
"What does it say!?"
"It's a church."
"No!" Faye practically roared. "It says: Our Lady of Sorrows Parish, Religious-
"Services at 8 and 11 o'clock!" Ed chimed in song.
"-Religious..." Faye tried again, but faltered over a sob. "Religious..."
"Faye-Faye?"
"Religious, Morgue and Funeral services," she finished, barely able to hear her own voice.
"Religious!" Ed sang cheerfully. "Spike-Person came to visit Jesus-Person!"
//Oh God...Spike...\\
Both Faye and Ed were startled by the loud clamor from the bell towers above. Their attention moved to the front of the church where a single set of doors opened, people trailing out. Faye held her breath, still clutching Ed in a headlock. She watched every person leaving the church with such intensity that her eyes ached.
When the last person left, she felt her heart sink. None of them was Spike. //Who am I kidding? Jet was right. To hell with my fucking high hopes.\\
And yet...
"Let's go!" Faye nearly snarled, dragging Ed in her headlock towards the church.
"Where are we going?"
"To find where they stuck that ass-hole!" Faye replied though clenched teeth. "And then, I'm going to dig him up, resurrect him, and then KILL HIM-"
**
A single door around the side of the church was designated for the morgue and funeral home. Still seething, Faye jammed the buzzer.
"-and then I'm going to resurrect him again, gauge his eyes out, break his legs, and then KILL HIM!"
She jammed the buzzer again, only to be greeted by a cold voice.
"Can I help you?" A man's voice sounded surprisingly clear through the speaker on the door. Both Ed and Faye turned their attention to a swiveling camera in the left corner of the doorframe.
"Can I help you?" the voice came again after several moments of silence. Faye took a deep breath and cleared her throat.
"We're here for Spike Spiegel."
"Sorry lady, you need to give forty-eight hours notice and a signed police check before you pick up a body. Are you giving your notice now?"
Faye closed her eyes, feeling nauseous for a moment. //He's dead. He really is dead.\\
"Are you giving your notice now?"
"Spike-Person's alive!" Ed sang joyfully.
"Shut up, Ed," Faye said, no conviction in her voice. "Yes, I'm here to give my notice," she spoke the camera, a wave of defeat flooding over her and hot tears spilling down her face.
**
Please review. PLEASE!