Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. But if I did, do you seriously think I'd be posting fanfiction on a website as lame as this? ^_~

A/N: Sorry that it took so long for me to update. I went on vacation for two weeks, then when I came back I completely forgot that I still had to finish it. Don't feel bad, I forget a lot of things. I've also had a bad writers block that I'm trying to get over. The more and more I get into this story, the more and more I wonder how I'm going to get from one idea to the next. Bare with me here, people. And just in case you didn't know, this fanfic takes place after the last session on Cowboy Bebop and I put a few references in here about session twenty six. If you haven't seen it, you might be a little confused. Hell, I wouldn't even be reading this. Also, thanks for the reviews. They actually want to make me write more, which is something I usually get too lazy to do. Oh, another note, the song for this Lession is by The Von Bondies. Very kick ass song, maybe you should listen to it turning to fight scenes. ;)

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Only in Dreams

Session #3 - Lack Of Communication

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Jet sat there contemplating this, "I don't know, guys, for such a hefty bounty, he must be dangerous."

Spike just smiled and leaned on the railing, "Which is exactly why we should go after him."

"Still have that death wish, Spike?" Faye asked without thinking. She didn't regret it, but it was mostly the anger she still had that made her say it.

"What's wrong, Faye? Just a second ago you were all gun-ho about this. Saying I was stealing your reward."

"Exactly. You would be. But I'm not recovering from a three month coma. You don't think I see you hobbling around the ship?"

That just made the bounty hunter smirk, "I can handle myself just fine, thank you. Now, if you don't mind, I think Ed has found a picture of this guy."

Ed turned around with that huge grin on his face, "Ed have picture. Come lookseeeeee!" She turned the monitor facing Jet who was sitting on the couch as the red head was sitting on the table with her computer. Faye went over to sit next to Jet to get a better look and Spike just leaned over the railing behind the couch. There on the screen was a picture of a black haired man with the name 'Xander Thomas' underneath the head shot.

Faye leaned in closer, "What a cutie. Too bad I have to take him down."

Behind her she heard a scoff, "That's what you think, Faye. I'll have this guy in custody with in a matter of hours."

She turned around and was about to yell at him, when Jet interrupted, "Guys, that last thing I want is a brawl over who will catch this bounty. You either work together or you don't work at all. And don't think for a second that I won't kick you off of my ship." With that he got up and left to go to the control room.

The purple haired woman scowled at Spike and then headed to her room for her gun.

He just turned around with his hands in his pockets to follow the bald man to the control room, "Women..."

Sitting there on the table with a confused expression on her face was Ed. She looked down at Ein and shrugged.

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Spike walked in to see Jet already at the controls to redirect their course to Mars. Without even bothering to stop what he was doing, Jet asked, "Are you sure you wanna go back their so soon? You know the people at the hospital must be looking for you. I sure know that it was bitch finding you. What did they want with you anyway?"

He looked confused for a moment that Jet would care so much, but he just smiled, "You don't wanna know. Let's just get there and get back. You know how much I love your cooking."

Jet sort of chuckled, but before he Spike could leave he said with some concern in his voice, "Be careful with what you say to Faye. I know you'd like to think that you have little effect on her, but you did more damage then you realize. It was me who had to put that drunk back together and the last thing I need is you tearing her apart again."

Standing there for a moment to think about things, Spike began to walk again. Slower this time. iI wonder what the hell that was all about./i

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Sighing, Faye laid down on her bed. Recent events were running through her mind and she knew only one cure for that. Reaching under her pillow she pulled out a flask and took a large swig of the alcohol inside of it. She couldn't remember what it was exactly, but it tasted a like bourbon. The only thing that could top this off was a cigarette. Propping herself up on her headboard like thing, she reached back for her pack of smokes. Sliding her hand underneath her pillow, she went for Spike's lighter... only to find it gone. She flinched and heard a voice at her door, "Looking for this?"

Twirling around, Faye saw Spike there holding up his lighter, "And you said you didn't miss me."

Faye growled, "So, what? I needed a lighter and yours was the only one I could find. I didn't think you'd be needing it anytime soon." He took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket.

Smirking, he put one up to his mouth, "Oh, Faye, how sweet, but why don't you tell me what you're really thinking."

"What? Do you think that I'm just going to bear all my feelings to someone like you? Fat chance."

Spike took that moment to light the cigarette still dangling from his lips. He breathed in and then watched the smoke spill from his mouth. "Great, then I won't have to waste anytime on that. Just tell me what the hell's going on, so I don't have to dance around you like Jet is making it seem like."

"Jet said you have to dance around my feelings?"

"Says you were really heartbroken." Faye was about to yell back when Spike interrupted her, "And don't tell me that you were just sad because you were missing a shipmate or something. Jet never said anything about you being torn up after Ed left. Then again, it was nice to hear silence once in a while."

Glaring at him, Faye fired back, "Fuck you, Spike. I never gave a shit when you left and I still don't give a shit about you now that you're still alive." She was lying, but she only hoped that he couldn't tell. "What did you expect when you came in here? A drunk Faye talking about her love for you and how she wished you would love her the same way you loved Julia. Get over yourself, Spike. I don't love you and I sure as hell don't want to be anything like Julia." Faye spat her name, which she could tell pissed Spike off more then she intended it to.

Instead of putting a gun to her head like she thought he would, he just looked down, then slowly closed the door behind him as he left. Faye thought about going after him, but just for a second. Later, she didn't even remember that she thought about doing it when she was drunk and passing out mumbling something about a cigarette.

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A few hours later, the BeBop was successfully docked in the water on Mars. Spike got some addresses of known dealers from Ed before leaving. It was easy to get out without Faye noticing since she was passed out on her bed. He was heading for the first address on his list when he couldn't help but notice Red Dragon Headquarters off in the distance. Taking a sharp right, he went straight for the top of building.

He landed and jumped out of his ship. Blood stained the concrete blow him. From what he could tell, they had moved to another headquarters and just left everything as it was. They probably wanted the ISSP to think that both him and Vicious were dead. Which in a way, would be his second death. Spike had to smile at that. No one would believe the many times he escaped death. He remembers how Jet would joke that Spike was a cat with his nine lives. All Spike wanted to know was when this stray cat was going to finally meet his white cat in the afterlife. He also wanted to know why he wasn't dead like the story goes on to say. Maybe, in a way, he already was. Spike sure as hell left like it.

Julia had been haunting him ever since he awoke a few days ago. He could of sworn he heard her humming this morning. Spike half expected to see himself wrapped in bandages and her leaning over him smiling like she used to. Damn, that smile always made his heart skip a beat. He felt stupid for having such school boy feelings for her back then, but he soon began to accept it. After all, it was his first love. His only love. Pain stung his heart. How could he ever love again after knowing someone like Julia? It didn't seem possible.

After standing there for what seemed like forever, he hopped back into the Swordfish II. He had to get down to business before Faye awoke from her drunken sleep. Who knows how long that lasted these days.

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Rolling over and she felt the pounding headache start to grow. iA hangover, great./i She rarely got these, but when she did, they were bad. iMaybe Spike can make that infamous hangover drink... Spike!/i All of a sudden she remembered what they were supposed to do today. They were supposed to find that damn bounty and she had the worst headache.

Stumbling out of bed as quickly as she could, Faye practically ran for the shower. That way she could wake up quicker and puke if need be. Her hangover wasn't as bad as usual she found. Luckily her flask wasn't even half full, not enough to do too bad of damage, but enough where she was too drunk to care when it was gone. How the liquor in the year 2071 seemed so much better. Not that she drank when she lived all those years ago, but she did go to some parties occasionally.

Faye winced loudly when she started to think of what she liked to refer to as "her past life". Faye had become such a different person since then that she almost felt like that girl she used to be was someone that she read about or watched on TV one time when she had nothing better to do. Pain would strike her heart when she thought of those days. The innocence and happiness she once felt then, she knew she could never feel again. And that saddened her heart more then anyone could ever know.

Before she knew it, her shower was over and the now soaked purple haired beauty had to get some clothes on and get out of this hell-hole called a ship quickly enough to find her precious bounty before fro boy did. God knows how far along he was already....

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Looking up from the paper to the building, he sighed. This was his fourth address on the paper. Not that he hating kicking ass, but the last thing he needed was the ISSP out looking for some maniac going around beating up random people. Well, drug dealers actually. So, maybe they wouldn't care that much. But the less attention to him, the better. As far as Spike knew, most thought him for dead. That is, everyone but the Red Dragons. And that was one of the last things he wanted to think about just then.

He casually went up to the door and knocked loudly three times. Some scroungy looking guy pulled back the door a little to see who was making all the noise. There stood Spike with a sly grin on his face, "Is a Mr...," Spike looked at the paper once again, "Gary Allen there?"

The man glared at him, "Who wants to know?"

"Just an old friend looking for some information on Xander Thomas." The door was almost shut in front of his face when Spike put his foot in the way. "Now, that's not very nice to do to an old friend."

Spike quickly snapped his foot up and kicked the man right in his chin. His head few back and the door was let go. The man had stumbled back enough for Spike to get his way in and hit in man in the face just as the man was about to straighten himself out. He fell backwards and onto the floor.

The green haired man leaned over the man he put on the floor who now had a bloody nose, "I'm going to assume your Gary."

Before Gary could reply, Spike heard the click of a gun. He looked up to see a young woman pointing a glock right into his face, "You better get out of here right now, if you know what's good for ya."

Doing that sly grin of his again, Spike reached up before she knew what was happening and grabbed her gun to point it back at her. She stood frozen. "You must be Olivia Allen. I noticed that both of you turned in together equal quite a big bounty, maybe I'll turn you in and find out what I want at the same time," Spike moved the gun from her face to Gary's. "Sound good to you?"

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Faye came up empty handed again. As she left her third house for that afternoon, she sighed. Both of the places were already hit by Spike from what she could tell. Mostly from the already beaten up drug dealers scattered throughout the place. Spike hadn't found the bounty yet, otherwise he would have told her through their communicator. Or maybe he just wants her to search for nothing as he reaps all the befits back on the BeBop. Faye clenched the paper in her hand and grinded her teeth. iThat bastard/i, was all she could think.

She walked through the alleyway. Her ship parked somewhere else since this place couldn't be reached with that huge ship of hers. Faye closed in on the location to see the door already open. iDamn, that Spike. Has he already been here too?/i

With a closer look she could see the figure of Spike pointing a gun at someone on the floor and a woman in front of him. A pang of jealously struck her heart, even though she knew all the situations running through her head were wrong. For a second she almost wanted to leave him, but she didn't want him hogging all the glory.

Leaning against the railing on the door, Faye heard Spike speak for a moment, "Sound good to you?" Faye wondered for a moment what the hell sounded so good, but thought it better to ask then just stand here like an idiot.

"And exactly what would that be?" Spike whirled around to point the gun at her. Faye didn't even flinch. Before Spike could say some smart ass comment, the guy behind him got off the floor and was about to put a bullet in his back. Faye gasped, "Spike, watch out!"

But before she even finished her sentence, a fist was in the guys face. Again, the guy was down for the count. The girl didn't even bother to help the guy as she went to grab her gun from him to do what he couldn't. A shot rang out.

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A/N: OOOOOOOOH! Who got shot? What's happening??? I guess you're going to have to just guess while I work on the fourth chapter. I know you're all just /i to find out. :P