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Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop.
Thoughts are in italics
Flashbacks are indicated by a line____ _
(Stuff in parenthases are when a character answers his/herself)
Beautiful Dreamer
In which Ed makes a devious plan,
And Bebop finally hauls its butt off Ganymede.
Well, the crew had finally gotten off Ganymede. They were now en route to Jupiter, where Jet was going to have the Bebop over hauled. Nobody had any clue what Ed was up to. She was even more so glued to her computer than usual. One useful thing had come from all of her time on the net though. She had found a place, SUPER cheap that would overhaul all of the Bebop's systems. Jet was going against his better judgment when he took Ed's recommendation, but she had assured him it was reliable. The Bebop was in dire need of some attention and Mars wasn't so far off.
Ed was off somewhere and Ein was sleeping at the end of the couch as Spike laid on it and listened to another of Faye's ancient songs.
There you stand in your dungarees
Looking all grown up and so veribly
When you write your poems they have so much to say
When you speak your dreams it takes my breath away
What the hell are dungarees? He wondered absently.
You know I wanna be a ball player
A regular slugin' fool
But I guess our dreams must wait a while
Until we finish school
And so you and I
We watched our years go by
We watched our sweet dreams fly
Faraway, away
But maybe someday
I don't know when
But we will dream again
And we'll be happy then
Until our time just drifts away
She was in her room. I guess that she has her days, like me. Spike thought as the song echoed throughout the Bebop.
There you stand in your wedding dress
You're so beautiful that I must confess
I'm so proud you have chosen me
When a doctor is what you wanna be
You know I wanna be a painter girl
A real artistic snob
But I guess we'll have our children first
You find a home I'll get a job
The song was sung by a man, and there was a perky piano part, which was kind of odd considering the tone of the song. It must have been to show how ironic life is sometimes or something.
And so you and I
We watched our years go by
We watched our sweet dreams fly
Faraway, away
But maybe someday
I don't know when
But we will dream again
And we'll be happy then
Until our time just drifts away
Listen to the seasons passing
Listen to the wind blow
Listen to the children laughing
Where do broken dreams go?
There you stand in your tailored suit
So many years gone by, but you're still so cute
You take the car to go and meet the bus
When our grand children come to visit us
And you say you should a been a ballerina babe
There are songs I should have sung
But I guess our dreams have come and gone
You're supposed to dream when you are young
And so you and I
We watched our years go by
We watched our sweet dreams fly
Faraway, away
But maybe someday
I don't know when
But we will dream again
And we'll be happy then
Until our time just drifts away
Suddenly when he thought of the song and of Faye he was bursting with questions to ask her. Did she dream? She must have. What were her dreams? Dose she miss it? One in particular seemed to stick out in his head. Does she have dreams now? But there was no way he was going to ask them. She always listened to such depressing music.
Suddenly she walked down the stairs and then into the kitchen. He felt the questions tugging pulling on his lips and his tongue begging to be whispered. To know. She came back in eating a sandwich and sat down on the chair across from the couch without even so much as a look in his direction. She sat the sandwich on the table and picked up a magazine and began reading it.
The whole time. The whole time he couldn't stop looking at her. The questions wouldn't stop bouncing in his head.
"Hey, Faye, will you make me one?"
"How old are you?"
He sighed and got up off the couch his stomach growling. He had to get away before he said anything. One part of him wished that they were close enough to talk about stuff like that. She had talked with him, once about his past. The conversation had been mostly Faye talking to him, but he had found himself listening, clinging to every word she had said. So didn't that give him a right to talk to her about her past?
He'd never had a 'tuna fish' sandwich before but Faye was always eating them so they must have been good. She kept the stuff in a can with saran wrap over it. He pulled it put and took if the plastic wrap and sniffed it cautiously. It didn't smell too bad. He got a fork and slapped a gob of it on some bread and took bite. It was…different, but it tasted ok.
He walked back down the stars and sat on the couch and continued eating.
"Is that my tuna?" Faye's voice floated ominously over the magazine in front of her face.
"Mmmhmm." He nodded with his mouth full.
"Oi…" he could tell she rolled her eyes.
She was trying so hard to act normally, but today just seemed worse than all the others. Everything just seemed more hopeless, and flat and drab than usual. And Spike wasn't helping, hauling off and eating her tuna fish. She was so tired. She didn't expect the quiet voice that that touched her ears asking,
"Did you dream then?" it didn't matter, all the hidden meanings were perceived.
Her throat constricted and she answered, "Yes."
He sat forward his eyes locked at some random spot on the floor somewhere between the couch and the chair. He just couldn't look at her. He was hunched forward; his elbows on his knees head slightly hanging.
"Do you miss-do you wish if you could-," he didn't even have to finish. Of course her answer would be, "Yes."
"Do you dream now?"
She had been rigid in her seat since he first spoke, but this surprised her, "What?" she asked softly watching his face.
"Do you have dreams now?" he repeated softly his lips barely moving.
Did she dream now? Didn't you have to have hope that someday if you dreamed it would come true? When you got down to it she really didn't hope or dream for things at all. It surprised her, she remembered being full of dreams and hope.
"Not really," she said in monotone her breath caught, fore she didn't want to say it, but at the same time she did, and then, "I haven't thought of a good one yet."
So she might still have dreams, a dream. He thought.
Much later that day they were on Mars and had just landed. Everyone had gone to bed but Spike. As he walked down the hall he yawned and stretched widely. He saw Faye's door was open a little so he walked quietly down and peeked in. Faye was wearing her usual pajamas and was covered by a sheet. He noticed something black and fuzzy sticking out from under the sheet near her chin. She was curved around Ger. Suddenly her felt sorry for her. She looked so alone. That was the only thing she had to hold on to from her past. Actually it was the only thing she could hold. He sighed. It took all he had to close the door softly and go to his room.
NEXT MORNING
Ed sat on the table typing. She had a secret. A glorious secret. She had found her. Ed had found Gloria. Found Gloria on Mars. There was no place for Bebop on Mars to be fixed for that cheap. Ed had tricked Jet-person to come to Mars. In a few hours he would be up and running all over the city trying to find the place she had told him about. Bu tit was a fake address. And after Jet-Person was gone she would go out and see Gloria.
There was a fair where Gloria was going to be displaying her work. It was in Central Park. Which was supposedly a very beautiful place. Ed herself had never been there that she could remember. Ed could not wait to see Gloria. She was a little sorry to trick Jet-Person, though.
NFA: Lots of feed back please!!! Dreams Go By is by Harry Chapin. Tell me what you think of the song. And about the chapter in general of course! How did you like it? I hope you liked it and that it made sense.
I'm sorry did I not make it clear that Julia was dead? I'm sorry. I hope this fact doesn't discourage anyone from reading it.
Hey well maybe I will have chapter 20 out before the weekend is up, we'll see, but I think that I'm on a roll!
