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=Season's Change=

Spike couldn't handle it any longer. He couldn't wait for the damn ship to land in Mars. If he traveled by himself, he'd be there quicker, probably make it there in a couple of hours if he pushed himself.

Without further hesitation, he ran up to his room, looking for ammunition. Several hand guns were placed strategically about his body. Knives, just in case, were kept up his sleeve and one in his boot. He strapped on something he never thought he'd take with him. A medicine kit for Faye. He had to be prepared just in case something had already happened to her.

Damn, Vicious. Why did he take Faye? Why did he keep me alive? What's his game?

As he walked out, he noticed the door to Faye's room was still open. It was as if she were still there. Didn't she disappear only a day or so ago? He could still smell her perfume in the air. His hand clinched into a fist. "She's going to be the end of me," he muttered.

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Jet heard Spike's feet against the cold metal floor. It dashed from room to room, quickly and then it paused. Curious, Jet stuck his head out of his door and frowned.

Spike was staring into her room.

Jet rubbed his beard in thought. This only meant one thing.

He's going after her.

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He turned on his heel, ready to leave. All he needed was a ship.

He passed by Jet's room and stared at the shut door. He felt bad for leaving his friend behind without telling him, but…time was running out. Who knew what Vicious would do with Faye. It would be a long time till he came to help her if he stayed on the Bebop.

But, Jet had been his friend for a long time. He deserved to know where he was going.

Spike raised his hand to knock, then stopped. Jet also needed rest. Despite his appearance, Jet was old. He needed to relax for now…

Spike dropped his arm and headed for the docking bay.

He had almost forgotten that his ship would no longer be there. Not after this long…Jet had no reason to keep it let alone fix it.

"Leaving?"

Spike glanced to his side, not showing his surprise. He hid it in an easy going smirk and stared at Jet who was standing in the doorway of the docking bay. "Yea."

Jet returned the smirk with one of his own. "Good. I'll see you there, then."

Jet stepped back and let Spike through the door. Light flooded the room as Spike hit the switch. Before him stood a red ship, restored, repaired, and in good condition. "It looks like crap," he said to Jet.

"It looks like it always did," Jet muttered. The elder man tossed the keys to the younger one. "Hurry."

Spike took a few steps to his old ship then stopped. "Why? Why did you restore it?"

He heard Jet sigh. "I'd like to say because I knew you'd be back, but in reality, I didn't know. I'd also like to say it was all me, but it wasn't." Jet had walked nearly out of the room. He then turned around and said, "Faye wanted me to. She didn't say it, but I just knew she did…"

Spike nodded. "I'll see you later, then."

Spike was inside his ship. It felt like old times. He started the engine and glanced at Jet who was staring at him rather gravely.

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Jet watched the fading light of Spike's ship for a while and remembered his friends words: I'll see you later, then. "I hope so," Jet said to the darkness.

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Faye heard the door to the room open. She knew someone was with her, watching her, but her body was stubborn. It didn't feel like moving at all. So, she kept her head down and listened hard. She didn't want to find herself on the impaled end of Vicious' sword.

"I know you're conscious."

Vicious' voice was loud in her ears. He was probably standing a good 2 feet away from her.

Vicious bent low and whispered in her ear. "He's coming, you know that?"

Faye couldn't reply, although she wanted too. Just then, she heard some noise.

"I'm a very careful man, sometimes," Vicious said. "I don't want you to interfere with this fight, so in order to do that…"

She felt something prick her upper arm. Hours of torture and this was how it was all ending? With a freaking needle?

"This will keep you in a temporary catatonic level. Sweet dreams, Faye." She heard the door open again and the swoosh of cloth. He was probably turning to look at her. "Sorry I can't stay long. I have to get ready for our friend's arrival."

=End Chapter=

Sorry it's so short…Season's Change is a song title from Trust Company.