Yeah! Alright! 17 reviews! Yeah, yeah, there are people out there with like two hundred and seventy bazillion reviews, and quite frankly, they deserve them. But I'm pretty darn proud of my seventeen. (Maybe someday I will throw a twenty reviews party, hint hint.J. Just kidding about the party thing.)
Thank you to my most recent reviewers, Suki, Shari Hirtle, and Kyra. All of you came back and reviewed! Thanks you guys. You are wicked cool. Ahhh, no worries I've got it covered.
Ok, I'm so sorry that this whole Middleman thing became long and drawn out. It was only supposed to be two parts… L. But this is the end. The last Middleman chapter, thank god. But it was fun to write the memory and the thing with Emily. I just realized that so far this is like one big Faye focused story. But it will start to shift a little bit at the end of this chapter if all goes as planed. Get back to some others. There might actually be some intentional humor in here somewhere. Normal Bebop kinda thing, near the end, I hope. It would be good to get back to my title, after all. Still thinking about changing it, but I don't want to confuse people. Do-ti-do, k on with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop.
'Thoughts are in single quotes'
(Things in parenthases are when a character answers his/ or herself.)
Middleman pt. 4
'What the hell is she going to do? She's going to get herself killed! She can't even fight that well. She should have just gotten out of the building when she had the chance, but nooo, she had to go back for the stupid stuffed animal.' He learned forward closer to the screen. Spike saw Faye tense in the chair like she was about to pounce on the guy. Suddenly she sat back and relaxed, Spike sighed, releasing a breath that he didn't know he had been holding. 'At leased she didn't go and get in over her head, faster than you can blink like usual.' Her face had become impassive, and calm, as she listed to Pizzarro's proposal as to how she should deliver the crew of Bebop to him. 'What is she thinking?' He hated it when he couldn't tell.
"I want you to bring your partners to the fountain in Aerlond Square at sundown tomorrow."
Pizzeria stated. Faye nodded, but she hadn't been paying attention to Pizzarro's words. She was busy deciding how she should take on this guy, or even if she should. Maybe she should say that she had to go to the bathroom and make a run for it. Or she could try to get him that way he couldn't pull another stunt like this. He was about a head and a half taller that she was and thin. He didn't look muscled, but she couldn't tell because of the suit. She watched how he moved as he talked, he was graceful and his movements smooth, but not powerful, they didn't belie any power, like was trying to control himself. He looked like a normal businessman. Not muscular, just made for sitting on his butt all day and typing, and making business transactions. But that didn't mean that he couldn't fight. She would have to take her chances if she wanted to get out of here and get the bounty. 'I have a gun but that doesn't mean that I have to kill him. I'll just disable him. Shoot him in the leg or something, just so that if he can fight his leg is disabled or something. Sounds good-' her thought were interrupted by Pizzeria, good thing she was done thinking anyway.
"Arnold Square, tomorrow, at sundown, understand?" he demanded sharply eyes narrowed at her.
"Yeah, I understand," she said smirking and looking at him through half closed eyes 'relax' she coached herself. " Crystal clear." She stood and drew her gun in one smooth motion. He stepped back at the sight of her gun; he tried to turn, to go somewhere. Faye shot him in his right foot, right through his shiny back shoe. He screamed in pain. And grasped his foot. He looked up and started to say something, but before he could say anything she hit his as hard as she could with the butt of her gun. He fell like a dead weight at her feet.
"Is it me or was that too easy?" she asked herself out loud.
"It was too easy." came Spike's taunting vice over the P.A. She smiled to herself and ignored him, "Ed can you get the elevators working? I don't have to drag this creep down the stairs."
'God this guy must have thought that I was stupid or something. He was really weak. I thought that… well I don't know what I thought, but this guy was so not worth my time. I could have just avoided this whole situation if I just did that in the first place.' She sighed and smacked her forehead with her palm.
"Edward has the elevators going Faye–Faye!" Ed said cheerfully.
She leaned down and grabbed a hold of the back of Pizarro's collar and started to drag him out of the room. She would have to ask Ed where the nearest elevator was. She had Ger under one arm, 'First adventure in a long time, huh partner?' she asked him. She smiled again.
LATER
"Thank you for your, uh, assistance…" said Benzo nervously.
"Yeah your welcome, can I have the money now?" she asked impatiently. "Oh, and in two shares please?" she added sweetly.
Benzo looked annoyed as he grunted and handed her two cash cards. He looked very disgruntled.
She walked out of the station head held high; Spike and Jet were leaning against the wall smoking. Ed was sitting singing, 'He past to close to the sun carrying thirty thousand tons of bananas.' She looked down at Ed, " Here kid."
"Ohhh, pretty!" She said holding it up to the last rays of the setting sun.
"Hey do I get some?" Spike asked eyeing her card.
"No."
"Hey that's not-"
"You didn't help me, but Ed did so she gets half." She smiled at him she had spilt it 50/50 between her and Ed just to annoy him.
She turned and started to make her way to her Redtail. Behind her she heard Spike ask Ed if he could have her card. "Don't give it to him Ed!" she yelled over her shoulder.
"Okalie dok cow poke!" Ed said zooming past Faye.
"How much was he worth?" Jet asked Faye as he and Spike caught up with her.
"Forty thousand."
"That's all? Never mind then I don't want any." Spike said pretending that the fact that Faye was now twenty thousand richer didn't bother him as he climbed into his ship.
"Maybe I'll buy you something," she said opening the link between their ships.
He looked mildly surprised, "Really? And what might this something be?" he said curious.
"A comb." She smirked at him. Spike rolled his eyes and cut the link. 'I can't wait to get some sleep.' He thought as fragments of the day sleepily made their way through his mind. Images of Faye holding that little girl's hand, pointing her gun up Benzo's nose, and standing in the shadow of the building that he had been afraid, for a tiny second that he wouldn't see her leave. He sighed, it was over and if Faye bought him that comb he could probably pawn it for a couple of woolongs to buy something useful.
NFA: Would like to thank Ned Flanders and the late Harry Chapin. It was fun to write these chapters, thank you for all of you guyses patience while I struggled to get this Middleman thing done with. Please Review. Might be a while before the next update. I can already feel the writer's block. J. Ug..
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