WOW! I have reviews! I am amazed. Special thanks to Kyra and CyberMaiden, two awesome people who were kind enough to review my story! Harley's are cool, too. Sometimes I wonder why I didn't make her get one, I was seriously considering it… I would like to apologize about the format of the last chapter something happened, I had it all nice and everything, but as I said I am cursed.
Thoughts are in italics
Flashbacks are indicted by a line______ _
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop.
Reflections Anyone?
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Spike had just gotten back to the Bebop for the first time in two months. The old ship was much the same. The only thing was that when he had left Ed and Ein hadn't been around, and now they were back. Hey was lying on the couch and Jet was in the kitchen. Faye and Ed were to god knows where.
"Hey, Jet when did Ed get back?" he asked glancing in the direction of the kitchen.
"Hmm, 'bout last month. She didn't say anything about why she came back, just one day Ed hacked into the Bebop's navigational systems and picked herself up. She crashed us on Earth and was yelling and rolling all over the place, she latched on to my arm and wouldn't let go, until she saw Faye and wrapped herself around her leg for the rest of the day." He explained.
"Oh."
He wasn't exactly sure how he felt about being back on the Bebop. He didn't really mind. Plus he could always pick up and leave if he wanted. He wasn't obligated to stick around. She had gotten him out of a little situation, though. Not that I needed her help, I could have done it myself. He didn't like to admit it, but Faye had been pretty smooth with the whole thing. Very unlike herself. I wouldn't have guessed that that was Faye. It was the first time he'd been on a motorcycle in years, he smiled a little. She had been ripshit about her leather jacket and her windshield, but she got over it. They had fished the bullet out of her shoulder, cleaned her up, and stitched her up, and then she had spent the rest of the day mourning over her motorcycle. He had also noticed some other stuff about Faye, he and Jet had discussed it, briefly. She had become a bit softer, and helped out when she thought no one was looking, and was even nicer to Ein. She was still a bitch and had her attitude and they still fought, though.
"Hey, maybe she was a decent person before and when she got her memory back she remembered how to help out." They had said jokingly. But Spike remembered that day when he left, and she said that she had gotten her memory back. His mind had briefly skipped back to the time when he had listened to her telling Ein her story, and the videotape of her as a child.
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She could see it in his face sometimes, his eyes especially. All of his pain. He hadn't gotten what he wanted, he was still here and Julia, his angel, was not. He was still himself, but with all that pain.
She wanted to help him, she too knew what it was like to lose everything that was important to you; and now that she remembered everything that she had lost, it hurt more. She just didn't know how to go about doing it. He'd probably get angry, and not let her help him. She wanted to and she didn't know why. She dismissed the altruistic urge as she flew down the highway.
It was a nice day on Venus, and she wasn't wearing her helmet. Her purple hair was blown back by the wind as she drove. The wind didn't bother her eyes as much as it had, when she had first started riding. Jet had sent her to get more groceries. Amazing we have money for groceries, she thought. Jet had sent her out for the second time that week. Since Spike was back food started disappearing as fast as it had before. And they could also hunt more bounties with him back as well. It was a nice day on Venus, and she wasn't wearing her helmet. Her purple hair was blown back by the wind as she drove. The wind didn't bother her eyes as much as it had, when she had first started riding.
LATER
Spike was watching T.V. on the couch, Ed was in the rotating tunnel playing with Ein, Faye was across from Spike in the chair reading magazine, and Jet was pruning his bonsai. Spike would notice that sometimes Faye would watch him over the top of her magazine, when she thought that he wouldn't notice.
Ed was surfing the net when she stumbled upon a news site, the headline was "Man Holds 15 Hostage".
The article was being continually updated. "Ooo, Ein, hmmm…,"she trailed off as she read the rest of the article. "Why is Bizarro looking for Faye-Faye, Ein?" she asked turning to the small dog, he looked at her, tilted his head to one side, and wined.
"Brilliant idea Ein!" she declared, pointing one finger straight up, "Let's go! Couch room HO!" she made the 'ho' long as she flew with her arms out like a plane, to the door, pressed the button and hopped through. Ein had a bit more trouble.
She flew into the living room, and in one fell swoop, grabbed the remote from Spike's unsuspecting hand, and sat down in front of the T.V. far enough away so that he could not reach her. She started switching channels rapidly.
"Ed."
"Spiiiike-person?"
His eyebrow started to twitch, "Ed I was watching that."
She stopped clicking suddenly, moved her goggles off of her head, and said, "No, now you're watching this." She pointed as she turned up the volume. For the first time Faye looked up and watched to see what had Ed all excited, as did Spike. A woman with short blonde hair was standing with a background of a lot of police cars and people moseying around with worried looks on their faces in front of a big dark building.
"And so the tension mounts as Wan X. Pizzaro threatens to start shooting the hostages if his demands are not met. Our only hope is that the ISSP can track down Faye Valentine before any lives are lost." Faye's mug shot from when they showed her as a bounty on Big Shots was shown in the bottom right had side of the screen, "We will now speak live with Benzo Starr, head of this Districts ISSP forces."
NFA: MUHAHAHAHAHAAA! I made a cliffhanger, I made a cliffhanger! I find this very amusing. Its fun I should do this more often. No, just kidding.
