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(Stuff in parenthases are when a character answers his/herself)

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Thunder Rolls

            Ed typed on her computer, Ein yawned, Jet snipped patiently, Spike smoked and Faye earnestly stroked Ger's back as she lay in bed.  The ship and its inner workings continued to go on as always, as it sat in a docking bay on Ganymede. Jet had announced earlier that he would be cooking dinner soon and tomorrow they would be leaving Ganymede.  Across the ship, simultaneously, Ed clicked, Jet snipped, Ein sniffed, Spike smashed his cigarette, and Faye huffed loudly to herself.

Yup.

Pretty normal. Except for Spike and Faye.  There was something up between them and he was absolutely stumped as to what it could be.  Faye was mad at Spike.  That wasn't unusual.  But it was what she was mad about and the way Spike was reacting…or not reacting.  If things were normal Spike would be stretched out on the couch and Faye would be flopped somewhere reading or annoying Spike.  If things were normal.  He hoped they figured it out.  It was making him uncomfortable.  AND it wasn't even his problem.  Maybe they weren't eating right…

Fifteen minutes later…

"Spike! Faye, Ed! Dinner!" Jet yelled from the kitchen.

"Jeeze, you don't have to yell I'm right here." Spike spoke up sourly.  Well Spike hadn't been there before, but apparently he was now. Wow, deja vu. And he seemed to be in one hell of a mood.  "So what's for dinner?" he said sitting up and turning his head to look up at Jet who was wearing his pink apron again, "Bell Peppers lacking beef?"

"No." Jet said smugly walking back towards the stove.

At this Spike hopped enthusiastically from the couch and as he reached the kitchen, Jet turned from the stove holding the frying pan and spatula said, "Bell peppers and shitake mushrooms and beef." He smiled, at this Spike immediately deflated, unimpressed by the new addition.

"Do I even want to know what you cooked this time Jet?" said Faye as she walked in.

"No." Spike said.

She glared at him and took the plate Jet handed her.  She pulled a pair of chopsticks from somewhere and began eating.  Spike shook his head.  She leaned on the railing. At that moment Ed bounded in Ein trailing behind, tongue lolling. Jet handed her a plate and she began scarfing it down not even bothering to use chopsticks.  Briefly Jet watched her and wondered if she even tasted it, it went down so fast. He held a plate out to Spike who regarded it is if it was a pain in his ass that was being particularly annoying at that moment, and reluctantly took it. He began eating with his usual enthusiasm, despite what he had said.  Jet then got a can of dog food out of the refrigerator and put it in Ein's bowl

Faye watched Spike eat.  He wouldn't look at her.

Before long Jet was done and said that he was going to go out and check on the Hammerhead.  What a lame excuse…

 

 Spike slurped a piece of pepper as he watched Jet go out into the hanger.  His eyes met Faye's for the first time since the Garden.  Aw, Shit…it wasn't that he didn't want to get this done and over with, though he would preferably avoid the whole situation, but Faye wouldn't leave this alone. He couldn't figure out why. 

Neither could she.  She was totally stumped as to how they had almost fucked up that bad.  It wasn't only the fact that she had been nearly killed, but mostly as to why he didn't come.  When they worked together the followed each others instructions to a certain point as long as they thought that they would get the bounty.  And they were both no nonsense people.  Go, get it done, and get the money, pretty much was the policy.  So where had he been? Was it simply that he thought that she could handle it?  But that couldn't be it because Spike never thought that she could do anything on her own. 

"So." She casually turned her head to look at him.

"So." He said looking away.

God, he was making this so difficult.  So she went for the 'not that I'm interested but I'd like to know' approach.

"Not that I care or anything, but where were you?" Oh, god how lame could she get?  That was SO obvious.

He wanted to just pretend that he was stupid and didn't have a clue what she meant, and it would be very satisfying to see her all pissed off, but things wouldn't be normal until it was done.  "In the Garden, listening to you two make out." Was his smart-ass reply.

"Why didn't you come?  Were you like zoning out?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest.

Truth was he didn't want to talk about that at all.  He was quite embarrassed for feeling that way, and pretended that he hadn't.  He didn't feel like explaining himself to Faye.  He shouldn't have to.  Hey, at leased he came and rescued her in the end.  He could have just left her to the bounty.

"Why dose it matter?" he said sharply, "I thought that you could handle it.  I mean you were getting along so nicely."

So that's what this was about?  Since when…?  Suddenly she flared up at him, "That's what you think?  Those weren't the sounds of anybody getting any Spike!  Those were the sounds of me being thrown over his head!  Where the hell were you?"

He looked away.  I guess that he doesn't have anything to say. She thought.  He made her so angry!  She turned her back on him and stormed off down the stairs and down the hall that lead towards the control room.

He knew now what had been going on.  And he felt guilty.  One because she had gotten hurt, because he was too blinded by emotions that he wasn't supposed to be feeling.  And two because he was feeling.  Julia was gone.  There was no more purpose.  He was supposed to be dead.  He was not supposed to feel, anything.  He was not supposed to be able to.  He had been so good at not feeling for the short while he spent roaming the world after getting out of the hospital.  After the night in the hotel, well everyone thought he was dead but apparently he was not.  So he could do whatever.  And Bebop…well if they found him or he found them then that was ok.  He would work from there; he wasn't going to seek anything out anymore.  He was done making plans.

The last ones had been screwed all to hell. 

But that was relevant.  He had kind of known that it would end up that way; he just never admitted it to himself. And then here he was.  Back to the way things had been before, in a sense. He constantly contradicted himself.

He decided to do her a favor and fix this up for her.  He walked to the control room where she would most likely be.  He walked quietly to the entrance to the room and saw he was right. 

She was leaned back against one of the huge glass windows smoking, and 'Ger' sat in the pilots seat.  She stood straight and paced a few feet back and forth in front of the window.  She abruptly stopped and resumed her former post; she crossed her arms over her chest and huffed.  She pulled the cigarette from between her lips and blew the smoke out of one corner of her mouth, in an exasperated way.  She faced away from him, and looked out the window at the glittering cityscape of Ganymede. The light from the streets and buildings winked in the surrounding water and boats moved slowly thought the water. He walked up behind her and cleared his throat.  She jumped and turned around.

Now it was she who wouldn't look at him, "Yes?"

He cleared his throat again, "Well, we all have moments," he started, "when we screw up.  Goodness knows that you have them all the time." He said with a smirk, one hand touching his chin as he explained.  She chose to ignore that comment and he continued, "And so I had a moment." He finished shortly dropping his hand from his chin.

Her eyes flicked to his face examining him. A horn sounded somewhere on the ocean faintly coming through the glass as she looked at him.  A tiny smile worked its way across her face.  He slouched against the glass and looked down at the top of her head.  They stayed that way for a few minutes.  Just standing.

Spike pulled out a cigarette and lit it off Faye's.  He smiled.

"So was he a good kisser?" he asked nonchalantly.

She punched him in the shoulder, "Nope, nothing special." She flashed a smile his way as she swayed over to the pilots seat, picked up Ger and put him on her shoulder and walked out.

Well that had been easier than he expected.

NFA: Hi! Had a hard time getting this going, but Yay! Yes I was listening to country when I started this chapter.  Thunder Rolls, I think, is the title of the song song.  But I forget which dude dose it. There are so many. That's a good song.  If anyone knows please tell me.

I feel so much better now that more of Spike is explained.  Don't you?  Well, how did you like this chapter? I liked it I hope you did.  Don't forget to review. Oh and I'm having a hard time figuring out what to do with the next chapter.  Well, more like how to get where this is going…I also want to know what you think I should do about Gloria.  I have my own plan, but if anyone says anything interesting…so just tell me what you think about the whole Gloria thing, and why Ed came back to Bebop and so on.  And anything else you feel compelled to tell me about.  PLEASE REVIEW!  Byebye!

It is now one fifty-three A.M.  I have been waiting all day to post this…and I have just had an inkling.^_~  Well, I will see you all tomorrow…um…later today then.  And I watched the last ep. of CB.  Sometimes I forget their voices, but ANYWAYS it was just about the shortest 22 minutes(or whatever it was) of my life.  Even my little brother agreed.  *sigh*  well I'm done now good night.