Spike pressed against the door to the hangar, his ear against the cold metal. This was about the hundredth time he had done it today, and the trillionth time that week, if anyone was counting. He walked along the rotating hallway to keep up with the door, and almost jumped as he heard a voice.

" 'Oh, I don't get sunburned!' "

That's Gabby! Spike thought. He heard her giggle echo against the walls.

"I don't..." He heard Jet grumble.

"Sun burn! Icky germs!-"

Spike stepped back as Ed bounded through the door, clutching a bag, Ein dancing at her heels.

"Gotta learn! Hellooooo Spike-Person!"

Spike stared at Edwards for a second. She was MUCH browner and her hair seemed to have lightened a shade. Ein's too. He poked his head through the door and saw a VERY red and peeling Jet, lugging baggage up the steps. Even his bald spot seemed to have gotten burned. He could see Gabby behind him, still giggling. She didn't look any different, save a few sun freckles.

"Famous last words..." she muttered, smiling "You should have used the sun block!"

"But I never...Spike?"

Jet stopped short, staring at Spike. Spike had gotten over his shock and was letting the pent up anger and extreme anticipation boil over.

"Where the hell have you guys been!?"

Jet blinked in surprise, repositioning his suitcases.

"We went to Ganymede. I thought I left you a note...coulda swore I left it on the..."

"Jet." Spike paused, staring hard at Jet. "She's gone."

"Well, Spike, she's been gone. I'm surprised she hasn't come back yet. Maybe we should go look for her..."

"No, she's GONE Jet. She left. She's not coming back. Ever."

Jet stopped fidgeting with his bags and returned Spike's stare with his own dumbfounded one.

"What do you mean?"

Gabby poked her head around Jet.

"Gone? Oh really Spike, you shouldn't worry so much. I'm sure she's just fine; probably at the races on Mars, betting away all her mo-"

Spike ignored Gabby and went on speaking to Jet.

"She left. I saw her. She told me herself that she's not coming back. Took a bag and everything."

The three stood in silence while Jet and Gabby let the news sink in.

"She, ah...-cough-...didn't take any money this time did she?"

"No. I asked her."

More quiet drifted through the hatch while Gabby thought of something.

"Why didn't you stop her?"

Jet looked up at Spike, suddenly wondering the same thing.

"Yeah, Spike, why didn't you?"

Spike held a blank look on his face for a minute as the other two stared at him quizzically. Finally he spoke, slowly.

"I...I don't know."

Gabby smiled sadly and shook her head as Jet hung his head in exasperation.

"Really Spike, I don't know what we're going to do with you. I hope you didn't make a large mess-

Spike's stomach growled, interrupting Gabby's scolding.

"Oh Spike! What have you eaten all week? Lord knows you can't cook... I'll make you something right away! You poor dear! What would you like? Chicken? Beef? Vegetarian? Oh my, you're probably too hungry to decide for yourself- I'll go cook up something very filling...."

Spike looked after Gabby as she scurried herself out of the hatch and down the hall, her words fading with every step. He looked at Jet with perplexity.

"What was that all about?"

Jet shrugged his shoulders.

"I have no idea. I don't think she had a good time with the traveling. And you know how she is with cooking."

"Uh-huh...."

"Hey, can you give me a hand? These bags are really heavy-"

"Jet we gotta get her back."

Jet juggled the bags as he stayed quiet, letting Spike continue.

"She has to come back, she just has to."

"Does she owe you money or something?"

"No."

"...Then why? I didn't know you were so fond of Faye."

Spike grinned sadly at Jet.

"I love her"

Jet nearly dropped all his bags.

"You what?"

"I know, I know what you're gonna say, but just keep it to your self. It's true. I tried to go look for her but...she wasn't in any of her 'usual' spots."

".... So you love her, eh?"

Jet grinned at Spike as Spike's cheeks started to turn a deep red.

"Yeah, so what? Now come on, we don't have much time before her trail goes cold."

Jet waved his bags clumsily at Spike and bent down to rearrange them.

"Well go right ahead! I have to put these away, so its all yours, Spike. Spike?"

Jet looked up only to find empty space where Spike had been standing. He chuckled to himself as he tried out of the hangar, with very little success.

Spike trotted down the hall of the Bebop to the living area, where he knew Edward would be. He found her typing madly, her goggles nearly flying off her eyes as she updated everything that had been idle for the past week. He hesitated for a minute, unsure of whether or not to disrupt the creature in her furious activity.

"Um, Ed?"

"Yes yes yes yes yes Spike-person, what do you need, Edward is very busy right now."

"I need you to find Faye. She left."

Ed ceased her typing and spun around to face Spike. Ein's ears perked up nearby.

"Faye-Faye? Where did Faye-Faye go? Why did she leave? Is Faye-Faye okay? Why didn't she tell Edward she was going? Why, Spike-Person?"

Ed faced Spike with wide eyes, expecting an explanation as to why her idol was gone from the premises. Spike scratched his head, uncertain as to how to handle Edward's Spanish inquisition.

"Well, ah, Eeed, I, ah, actually have no idea, that's why I need your help. Don't you want to find Faye-Faye?"

Spike cringed at saying Ed's pet name for Faye. Ed grinned widely and spun back around to her tomato as she started to type. Shapes popped up on the screen and drifted lazily around and Ed wiggled and made noises, persuading the hardware to bend to her will.

Is she really working on that thing? Spike wondered as he leaned forward, studying the screen as the different shapes and colors snapped in and out of focus, finally exploding into a list of names that scrolled down faster than spike could read them. Ed muttered to herself.

"Heartly, Heartly, Heartly, Honey, Honey, Honey...February? FAYE-FAYE!"

Spike jumped as Edward screamed. The screen skidded to a halt as Ed smiled happily, drawing a virtual pink flower around the name in the middle of the page.

"We fooooouuuuund yyyoooouu!"

Spike leaned in further and stared at the name Ed was decorating.

'Valentine, Faye'

Spike was breathless. It was this easy? He could feel his eyebrow getting the mad urge to twitch. He looked down at Ed, who had finished drawing her flower and was smiling happily at Spike. She pointed to the information that followed Faye's name, her finger wiggling with excitement under 'Mars'.

"Well Spike-Person? Go get Faye-Faye!!"

Spike nodded numbly and ran off to the hangar, hopping into his ship and speeding off, cursing himself every minute of the way for the simplicity of Ed's method and why he hadn't thought of it before.

A/N: Hiya guys!!! Sorry I haven't updated in so long, not that you've probably noticed, but that's okay ^.^ {cept for you Ashley..I updated!! Happy? Now get yours up!!!} nah, Im just kidding, you guys love me, right?........Right? Anywho, it's just that I've just been 1) not motivated (ug) 2)and 2) I'm reeeeeaaalllyyy lazy (and no, you're not, Ashley, so be quiet). And sorry the chapter was so short. Can you believe it took me 3 weeks to write it? Heehee. CAMBRIDGE HONEY BUNNY WHY DIDN'T YOU REVIEW??? DID THE EVIL POPCORN GET YOU???

RySenkari- You know what? You're always the first person to review my new chapters! That's so weird. Anywho, YAH!! I abosolutely ADORE your writing!!! I don't know how many times I have to tell you, but you are just the COOLEST!!! Heeheehee and I know SOMEONE who has a crush on youuuu (sorry!! I'll stop teasing you now, okay??) but it's too bad because THEY can't have you. You're mind, ya hear!?!? Anyways, You thought I was 16 or 17?? Wowowowies!! You play chess?? Coolies!! I used to play it everyday, but that was in 5th grade, so I haven't played it in a while. It's a cool game, but in my opinion it takes WAAAAY too much strategy, and that is most definitely my weak spot. Yesyesyesyes more presents for me ^.^ heehee, I can't wait only....31 days until Christmas and 37 days until my birthday!!!!! I know, you're probably counting down the days with me until I shut up about it, but I'm soooo excited!!! I helped my art teacher clean out her closet (she has a reeeeaalllly big closet) and she gave me a whole bunch of cool art stuff, and in it was these WICKED cool stickers that said things like Bubble Yum and Carefree on them. She said she got them from someone-or-other, but I can't wait until I can stick them on my NEW LAPTOP!! Oki oki oki, this is getting really long so I'll just put in one more thing, that you have forever ruined huggles for me, so form now on just stick to snuggles, oki? And email me sometime!! Blooknaburg says you email her!! I WANT SOME MAIL!!!

Sir Ed- What's borders? Is that the same thing as Barnes and Noble? Heehee, I actually didn't even know there was magna in bookstores until this summer, I've never gotten them ^.^

Cowgirl- ALEX! ALEX ALEX BO BALEX BANANA FANA FO FALEX! ME MI MO MALEX!!! ALEX!!! Hiya sweet cakes, whats up? You're never on anymore!! And we haven't had the suite at ALL this week!! What's up with that??? Hmhmhm?? And where's T dood to play my Andy rabbit??? Huh?? Ahhh the rabbits...heehee. Anywho, I'll talk to you later, and don't EVER forget: I LOVE YOU!! And Mr. BUTTERFLY too (see, I spelled it right!!) And Blooknaburg....you didn't review..hmmmm....

Faye Bebop: Okay, first of all, thanks for the review, I really aprreciate it honey, but I noticed you're 11. And then I read your review. Eh hem. 11 YEAR OLDS SHOULD NOT BE USING SUCH LANGUAGE. Hel-lo. I know you probably think you're wicked cool, and all that stuff, but please, wait a couple of years and you'll see how cool you'll think 11 year olds swearing is. Oh great, you're probably mad at me now. But seriously hon, I'm not kidding about this...

Well, that's all for now, I'll try to write faster now, but don't get your hopes up, I'm not feeling too hot on this story right now. I have no idea why. But anywho... BIG SMOOCHES!!!