DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN COWBOY BEBOP. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION FROM MY SCARY LITTLE BRAIN.

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"We've decided to send the girl."

Vicious slowly looked up at the elders.

"Are you sure?" he asked reluctantly.

"Yes. We have much faith in her. Do you have any objections?"

"No."

"Good."

Vicious left without a word. Spike was waiting for him out in the hall.

"What happend?" he asked.

"They're sending her."

"The girl?"

"Yes."

"Why does it bother you?"

"It doesn't."

"Bullshit. What's so special about this girl anyway?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing. Bullshit."

"What?"

"Nothing."

Vicious stopped and looked out the hall window. He watched a young girl leave the building and stop at her car. She looked up at him, then got into her car and drove away.

"Vicious!"

"Huh? What?"

"You didn't hear one word I said, did you?"

"No, sorry."

"Are you okay?"

"Fine."

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She perched herself in a small clearing in the warehouse. Her gun held tight in her hands. She watched the men talk. Then, on handed the other a briefcase. A clear shot. She took aim.

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"VICIOUS!"

Spike ran down the hall after him.

"VICIOUS WAIT!"

Vicious jumped into his car and sped away before Spike could catch up to him.

"Shiiit!"

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He found her in the warehouse. She was lying in a pool of blood and barely moving. He ran over to her and held her in his arms. She looked at him with weak eyes as he stroked her hair.

"Vicious?"

"Yeah, I'm here."

"He got me pretty good. A shot to the side. It hurts like a bitch."

Vicious forced a smile to his face.

"Don't worry. You'll be fine."

"I'm so cold. Why am I cold?"

He fought back tears.

"It's just chilly in here. That's all."

Her eyes slowly began to close.

"I love you Vicious."

Her eyes closed. He clutched her tight to him. Uncontrolable tears fell from his eyes.

"I love you too," he whispered.

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Spike was waiting outside when Vicious returned.

"Where did you run off to?" he asked.

"Nowhere."

"Nowhere? Then were did that come from?"

He gestured to the blood and dirt on his hands and clothes.

"It's nothing."

"What do you mean nothing? You just don't returned from somewhere covered in blood and dirt and say it was nothing."

"It's nothing so drop it."

"Where did it come from, Vicious?"

"Nowhere."

"Vicious talk to me. Does it have to do with the girl?"

"Drop it."

"No. Tell me where the fuck-"

Spike was cut off by Vicious's cold stare. He didn't say another word and Vicious entered the building.

"What the hell happened to him?" he thought "And why is he being to protective of a girl?"

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This is my first CB fanfic. So...I don't know. Please don't flame me. This is my first fanfic EVER! So I'm not sure on how well I did. Though I did send it to two, let's say editors, before publishing. I needed two opinons before I went ahead and did this. I hope you liked it.