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Faye slowly opened her eyes. She tried to move but found she couldn't. She looked down to find that she was was tied to a chair.
"You're finally awake."
She looked up, but saw no one.
"Who are you? Want do you want?"
She felt him behind her. His lips beside her ear.
"I want Spike."
"Spike? But he's dead."
"Really? Then why where you at the Red Dragon building? What were you looking for?"
"....."
He put his hand on the back of her neck and squezzed tight.
"Why were you there?"
"Ugh...I was looking for someone."
"Who?"
"A woman. A woman name Mariya Yenrai."
He quickly let go of her neck. He was silent for awhile.
"She's dead."
He began to walk away. Faye was frozen in fear. She didn't know what he was going to do. If he was going to do anything at all. She tightly shut her eyes and waited. Nothing. Slowly she opened her eyes. He was sitting on a chair in front of her. His head lowered. He was wearing a hooded cloke so she couldn't see his hair or face. She trembled in fear.
{What is he going to do to me?}
He held a knife in his hand. And had the tip of it on his palm and turned it in a clockwise motion.
"Don't worry. You're not going to die. Not yet, anyway."
"What are you going to do to me?"
"I don't know. Probably nothing. You're my hostage. I'm going to lure him outta of hiding."
"But I told you, he's dead."
"No. He's not. If he was dead, then I would be dead. So since I'm alive, that bastard's also alive."
"Please let me go."
"I can't do that. I need you. I need you to get to him."
"Why me?"
"Because he loves you. He would do anything for the woman he loves. You know that."
"...."
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Mariya sat on a stool in the kitchen. A bottle of whiskey sitting on the counter next to her. She could feel Spike watching her from the entrace of the kitchen. She closed her eyes, hoping he would go away.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Trying to forget."
"Jesus." {Fuck am i going to have to go through this again?}
Spike smiled slightly. He took a shot glass from the cupboard and took a seat on the stool across from her. He poured himself a drink.
"Say, why don't I join you?"
"Huh?"
"In a drink. You mind?"
"Knock yourself out."
He could tell she had already had a few, but she was a lot calmer then Vicious ever was. And the fact that she was drunk off her ass didn't show. He took a drink.
"Is there something you want?"
"Nope. Just a drink."
She stared at him.
{What the hell is he dong?} "You should leave. Go back to where you belong."
"I'll wait."
"They're looking for you. Why don't you just leave? Let them find you."
"They'll find me."
"Not here they won't. Remember, I'm dead."
She took a drink, then poured another.
"You shouldn't do this."
"Do what?"
"Drink to forget."
"Fuck. Listen, Spiegel, I don't need a lecture from you."
{Christ. she's just like him} "Maybe. Maybe not. Just tell me one thing."
"What?"
"Is is because of what I said?"
"You mean about someone setting me up? Wanting me dead? Oh no! Why would I be upset because of that?! That's the best news I've heard in a long time. Knowing that someone hated me so much that they'd have me killed by a rival syndicate. It's so fucking wonderful!"
"Okay, okay. You're upset. But why...you know what forget it. If you're anything like Vicious, you're not going to listen. I'll just be waisting my breath."
"Got a smart one here."
{Christ is she drunk} "Could you at least talk to me?"
"Maybe.....maaaaybe not."
{Good god} "Mariya. I'm not leaving. Not yet."
"Why not? She's wants you back. And she's going to do anything to get you back."
"You mean Faye?"
"BINGO! Prize for the young man!"
Spike shook his head. She was really drunk.
"Look, I'm not leaving."
"You just said that."
"Yeah. And I'm going to help you."
"Help me what? Get through this? If so, I don't need your fucking help. I don't want any fucking chairty. Got it?"
"Who said I was going to help you through this? Vicious never listen to me when I tried to help him with your 'death'. What makes me think that you'll be any different? I'm going to help you find out who set you up."
"It's been eight years. Most of those who where in the Red Dragon then are dead, missing, or in hiding."
She was right. The only person he could think of was dead.
"Julia."
"What?"
"Uh, nothing." {It was her. I can't believe I forgot. I knew and I kept it from him. how could I do that? Now he's dead, I'm still alive, and she's alone. Christ. I can't do this}
Mariya stood up. She had the strangest look on her face.
"You okay?"
"Bathroom."
"Oh shit!"
Spike help her quickly to the bathroom. He held her hair back as she threw up. She washed her mouth out and headed for the bedroom. She collasped on the bed.
"You're going to sleep in your bed tonight."
"Uuuuuuuuuugh."
He laughed slightly.
"Goodnight Mariya."
"Spike?"
"Yeah?"
"Could you sleep in here with me? I don't want to be alone."
He was silent for a moment.
"Sure." He walked over to the bed and layed down next to her. She buried her face into his chest. He glently drapped his arms around her.
"Get some sleep," he whispered.
She began to fall asleep. As she did she started to mumble something.
"Julia. She's dangerous. I don't trust her. Please be careful."
He stroked her hair.
"Keep her away from spike."
He began to fall sleep.
{I know who killed you mariya. I kept it from vicious. I didn't want to hurt him further. I'm so sorry}
"It's not your fault."
{She's just talking in her sleep}
"Tell vicious that I'll see him soon."
{Wha? Forget it. Get some sleep}
He slowly fell asleep.
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Jet sat on the Bebop and started blankly at the tv. It had been three days since he heard from Faye. He was starting to worry.
"Where can she be?"
"Missing."
"You think?"
"Yup. Why else would she not talk to you for three days."
"Good point. Guess, I'm going to have to go look for her and Spike."
"What about Mariya?"
"How can I look for someone who's dead?"
"She's not dead."
"But Faye said-"
"Message."
Ed pointed to her computer. There was a message for Jet.
-He's alive. You'll be seeing him soon.
~Mariya
Jet stared at the message.
{They're both alive}
He picked up his communicator.
"Faye, it's Jet. Spike's alive. He'll be coming home soon. Faye, if you're there please pick up."
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The man smiled as he listened to the message. Faye stared fearfully at him.
"He's alive."
"Oh god. Spike."
"Soon I will finish this. Soon I will be free and he will be dead." {He will pay for what he has done}
He look at Faye and took off his hood. She gasped.
"Oh god! No! This isn't possible! It's not possible!"
"Oh it is. His time is coming. He'll be the one to suffer this time. He'll be the one to lose someone close to him."
"Vicious."
"He's going to watch you die. As I watched her die. He's going to feel the same pain that I felt."
"What are you talking about?"
"Spike's responsible for my sister's death. He knew what Julia was going to do. And now Mariya's dead because of it! It's his fault!"
"Mariya?"
She stared at him for a moment. suddenly realization hit her. Her eyes grew wide.
"You mean Mariya's YOUR sister?"
"You catch on quick."
"Why me?"
"Because he loves you. He's going to watch you die. He's going to feel pain. Then I'm going to kill him."
"Please don't."
"No. He has to pay. He has to pay for what he's done!"
Faye shut her eyes tight.
{Spike, please help me.}
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Faye slowly opened her eyes. She tried to move but found she couldn't. She looked down to find that she was was tied to a chair.
"You're finally awake."
She looked up, but saw no one.
"Who are you? Want do you want?"
She felt him behind her. His lips beside her ear.
"I want Spike."
"Spike? But he's dead."
"Really? Then why where you at the Red Dragon building? What were you looking for?"
"....."
He put his hand on the back of her neck and squezzed tight.
"Why were you there?"
"Ugh...I was looking for someone."
"Who?"
"A woman. A woman name Mariya Yenrai."
He quickly let go of her neck. He was silent for awhile.
"She's dead."
He began to walk away. Faye was frozen in fear. She didn't know what he was going to do. If he was going to do anything at all. She tightly shut her eyes and waited. Nothing. Slowly she opened her eyes. He was sitting on a chair in front of her. His head lowered. He was wearing a hooded cloke so she couldn't see his hair or face. She trembled in fear.
{What is he going to do to me?}
He held a knife in his hand. And had the tip of it on his palm and turned it in a clockwise motion.
"Don't worry. You're not going to die. Not yet, anyway."
"What are you going to do to me?"
"I don't know. Probably nothing. You're my hostage. I'm going to lure him outta of hiding."
"But I told you, he's dead."
"No. He's not. If he was dead, then I would be dead. So since I'm alive, that bastard's also alive."
"Please let me go."
"I can't do that. I need you. I need you to get to him."
"Why me?"
"Because he loves you. He would do anything for the woman he loves. You know that."
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Mariya sat on a stool in the kitchen. A bottle of whiskey sitting on the counter next to her. She could feel Spike watching her from the entrace of the kitchen. She closed her eyes, hoping he would go away.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Trying to forget."
"Jesus." {Fuck am i going to have to go through this again?}
Spike smiled slightly. He took a shot glass from the cupboard and took a seat on the stool across from her. He poured himself a drink.
"Say, why don't I join you?"
"Huh?"
"In a drink. You mind?"
"Knock yourself out."
He could tell she had already had a few, but she was a lot calmer then Vicious ever was. And the fact that she was drunk off her ass didn't show. He took a drink.
"Is there something you want?"
"Nope. Just a drink."
She stared at him.
{What the hell is he dong?} "You should leave. Go back to where you belong."
"I'll wait."
"They're looking for you. Why don't you just leave? Let them find you."
"They'll find me."
"Not here they won't. Remember, I'm dead."
She took a drink, then poured another.
"You shouldn't do this."
"Do what?"
"Drink to forget."
"Fuck. Listen, Spiegel, I don't need a lecture from you."
{Christ. she's just like him} "Maybe. Maybe not. Just tell me one thing."
"What?"
"Is is because of what I said?"
"You mean about someone setting me up? Wanting me dead? Oh no! Why would I be upset because of that?! That's the best news I've heard in a long time. Knowing that someone hated me so much that they'd have me killed by a rival syndicate. It's so fucking wonderful!"
"Okay, okay. You're upset. But why...you know what forget it. If you're anything like Vicious, you're not going to listen. I'll just be waisting my breath."
"Got a smart one here."
{Christ is she drunk} "Could you at least talk to me?"
"Maybe.....maaaaybe not."
{Good god} "Mariya. I'm not leaving. Not yet."
"Why not? She's wants you back. And she's going to do anything to get you back."
"You mean Faye?"
"BINGO! Prize for the young man!"
Spike shook his head. She was really drunk.
"Look, I'm not leaving."
"You just said that."
"Yeah. And I'm going to help you."
"Help me what? Get through this? If so, I don't need your fucking help. I don't want any fucking chairty. Got it?"
"Who said I was going to help you through this? Vicious never listen to me when I tried to help him with your 'death'. What makes me think that you'll be any different? I'm going to help you find out who set you up."
"It's been eight years. Most of those who where in the Red Dragon then are dead, missing, or in hiding."
She was right. The only person he could think of was dead.
"Julia."
"What?"
"Uh, nothing." {It was her. I can't believe I forgot. I knew and I kept it from him. how could I do that? Now he's dead, I'm still alive, and she's alone. Christ. I can't do this}
Mariya stood up. She had the strangest look on her face.
"You okay?"
"Bathroom."
"Oh shit!"
Spike help her quickly to the bathroom. He held her hair back as she threw up. She washed her mouth out and headed for the bedroom. She collasped on the bed.
"You're going to sleep in your bed tonight."
"Uuuuuuuuuugh."
He laughed slightly.
"Goodnight Mariya."
"Spike?"
"Yeah?"
"Could you sleep in here with me? I don't want to be alone."
He was silent for a moment.
"Sure." He walked over to the bed and layed down next to her. She buried her face into his chest. He glently drapped his arms around her.
"Get some sleep," he whispered.
She began to fall asleep. As she did she started to mumble something.
"Julia. She's dangerous. I don't trust her. Please be careful."
He stroked her hair.
"Keep her away from spike."
He began to fall sleep.
{I know who killed you mariya. I kept it from vicious. I didn't want to hurt him further. I'm so sorry}
"It's not your fault."
{She's just talking in her sleep}
"Tell vicious that I'll see him soon."
{Wha? Forget it. Get some sleep}
He slowly fell asleep.
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Jet sat on the Bebop and started blankly at the tv. It had been three days since he heard from Faye. He was starting to worry.
"Where can she be?"
"Missing."
"You think?"
"Yup. Why else would she not talk to you for three days."
"Good point. Guess, I'm going to have to go look for her and Spike."
"What about Mariya?"
"How can I look for someone who's dead?"
"She's not dead."
"But Faye said-"
"Message."
Ed pointed to her computer. There was a message for Jet.
-He's alive. You'll be seeing him soon.
~Mariya
Jet stared at the message.
{They're both alive}
He picked up his communicator.
"Faye, it's Jet. Spike's alive. He'll be coming home soon. Faye, if you're there please pick up."
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The man smiled as he listened to the message. Faye stared fearfully at him.
"He's alive."
"Oh god. Spike."
"Soon I will finish this. Soon I will be free and he will be dead." {He will pay for what he has done}
He look at Faye and took off his hood. She gasped.
"Oh god! No! This isn't possible! It's not possible!"
"Oh it is. His time is coming. He'll be the one to suffer this time. He'll be the one to lose someone close to him."
"Vicious."
"He's going to watch you die. As I watched her die. He's going to feel the same pain that I felt."
"What are you talking about?"
"Spike's responsible for my sister's death. He knew what Julia was going to do. And now Mariya's dead because of it! It's his fault!"
"Mariya?"
She stared at him for a moment. suddenly realization hit her. Her eyes grew wide.
"You mean Mariya's YOUR sister?"
"You catch on quick."
"Why me?"
"Because he loves you. He's going to watch you die. He's going to feel pain. Then I'm going to kill him."
"Please don't."
"No. He has to pay. He has to pay for what he's done!"
Faye shut her eyes tight.
{Spike, please help me.}
