Hey guys, Just to let you know. I'm not dead. I'm just taking a break from
A Bloody Secret right now (I know.I'm a bad person(). Anyway, this is a fic
I wrote but never posted. I think it's very good. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!
Chapter 1
'Where are you going? Why are you going? I remember once you told me that the past didn't matter when you're the one who's tied to their past!'
'Look at these eyes. One of them is a fake, because I lost it in an accident. Since then, I have been seeing the past in one eye, and the present in the other. I had believed that what I saw was not all of reality...'
"Faye, Faye... wake up.'', said a familiar voice. It was Jet. "Come on, let's go. You better get some sleep.'' It was just a dream. Like most of the dreams she was having it was about Spike... about that terrible day.... The day she could never forget. The day she thought she would lose him. She never seemed to forget that conversation, at least when she was sleeping. When she woke up she could never quite remember what had been said.
"No Jet! I want to be here when he wakes up!"
"Damnit Faye, it's been three days now! Let's go home! You need to rest.
"Well Jet, you're just going to have to deal with it!" Jet looked at her, straight in the eye, and at that moment he saw something he'd never seen in Faye 'Could Faye actually care for Spike?' Well that was a stupid question; well at least he thought it was. After all she did save him.
"Faye-Faye... Ed is tired'' said the little redhead with Ein at her feet. They had decided to come back when they heard about Spike, hoping that he would make it. He was like family.
"Well Ed," said Faye getting quite annoyed as she got up to face the little imp "You're just going to have to wait! As long as Spike is alive I'm going to sit in this chair until he wakes up and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it!" Faye answered in an evil tone as they cowered in fear
"Well miss I'm afraid you and your friends will have to step out of the room for a while." said doctor who had just stepped in.
"Why, is there something wrong?" She asked worriedly.
"No. I just need to check up on him. Just to make sure he's ok." The doctor reassured her "While I'm doing that why don't you go get some coffee. You look like you could use it."
Faye reluctantly agreed and left heading towards the coffee machine. She poured the coffee in a mug. Sweetened it and sat on a chair near to the door. Jet was beside her leaning against the wall with his head to the ceiling. Then without warning he asks "Faye, why are you doing this? Why did you go and save him?"
"I don't know..." she replied with a confused look on her face.
"Really Faye .You mean to tell me that you don't know why you saved him...why you- "
"Your right Jet. I did save him for a reason.
"So... What is it?"
"Because. I felt that I owed him one after I was captured by Vicious. Although he never actually came because of me, he did make sure that I was safe.
"So you were just returning the favour?"
"I guess..."
Their conversation was interrupted by Doctor who then informed them that Spike would wake up within a couple of hours or so. Then Faye turned to go back in the room but not with the same expression as before. Now she seemed to be smiling instead of looking pale and dull and the sparkle in her emerald eyes had returned. Both Jet and Doctor saw this and were happy. Faye pulled up her chair close to Spike's bed. So close that she could rest her head on it. Then she looked at him and smiled. "I wonder what he'll say when he wakes up?" she said as she watched him sleeping "He'll probably be pissed that he's still alive and hate me for saving him... but what the heck, I couldn't let him just go off and kill himself over Julia. But that doesn't matter right now... as long as he's still alive I'll be fine." and with that she rested her head on the bed and drifted off into sleep.
Meanwhile.
"Where the hell am I?" Spike said as he looked at his surroundings. He was in a line, a very long one too. It was a beautiful place. All white. As if he was in a dream.
"Next." said a man with a long white beard who looked as if he had lived for centuries. It was then that Spike noticed that he was next and quickly went up to the old man.
"Name please."
"Spike Spiegel"
"Ohh yes Spike I see you've done some very bad things... and some very great things too" the old man said as he looked in the big book who's pages never seemed to end.
"Who are you and where the hell am I?" Spike questioned him.
"Sorry, how rude of me. I am St. Peter. And you my dear Spike are in heaven."
"Heaven?"
"Well not exactly, you're outside of heaven"
"Ok then."
"Well Spike you have quite an interesting life"
"Tell me about it." said Spike as he thought about all the weird things he'd been through.
"But one thing still puzzles me?"
"What?"
"You're still alive?"
"Alive?!" He said not believing his ears. "But that can't be right. I died from that wound Vicious gave me!"
"Well..." replied St. Peter reading the information from his book "You would have if Faye didn't save you. You know you should be happy that she rescued you."
"Happy? How can I possibly be happy? I caused the death of my girlfriend and killed my best friend and on top of that I abandoned my comrades!" He screamed at the old man who now looked as if he was going to have a heart attack. "I mean," he said in a calm voice "I must be dead, how can I live without Julia. She was my sunshine and I just can't live without her...It just wouldn't make sense." he said letting out a big sigh.
"Well spike, it just isn't your time. You must go back." St Peter replied in a stern voice.
"If it really wasn't my time then why am I here?" Spike asked getting frustrated.
"Guidance." St. Peter replied plain and simply "In fact... this is all a dream." he added still looking through his book for the answers.
"The story of my life. I really should've known..." he said sadly to himself. "My whole life is a dream." he finally said to him.
"Well now it's real. You'll be awake in a few hours. But try not to live in a dream so much I think that's why you were never awake." Then there was a moment of silence.
"Since I have to go back ...can I at least see Julia first" he said breaking the silence, his eyes filled with hope.
"Well..." he said reluctantly, "Yes but only through the gate."
"Fine with me" he answered feeling relieved, and then St. Peter led him to the gate where Julia was waiting patiently. After that he excused himself and went back to his post where gradually the line seemed twice as long as before. Spike and Julia had 15 minutes to talk.
"Julia." he said. She looked even more beautiful than he remembered.
"Spike." She replied with tears in her eyes.
"I don't want to go back... There's nothing left there for me." he said with tears in his eyes. Julia comforted him.
"Spike you must... It's not your time. She said putting her hand on his cheek. "Anyway, you do have something there for you."
"What?"
"Your comrades. They need you more than I do"
"But my place is with you... We were meant to be." he pleaded.
"No we weren't. It would never have worked out." she said feeling sad herself. "You must go on living. That's how it is to be." And with that she kissed him through the gate. "Goodbye Spike. I'll always be with you in your dreams. All you have to do is call."
"Goodbye. I'll always love you." he replied and she gave him her smile. And with that his surroundings began to fade and so did Julia until he was left there alone with a single tear running down his cheek.
So what do you think? Was it good? PLEASE REVIEW!! ^_^. (Flames accepted)
Chapter 1
'Where are you going? Why are you going? I remember once you told me that the past didn't matter when you're the one who's tied to their past!'
'Look at these eyes. One of them is a fake, because I lost it in an accident. Since then, I have been seeing the past in one eye, and the present in the other. I had believed that what I saw was not all of reality...'
"Faye, Faye... wake up.'', said a familiar voice. It was Jet. "Come on, let's go. You better get some sleep.'' It was just a dream. Like most of the dreams she was having it was about Spike... about that terrible day.... The day she could never forget. The day she thought she would lose him. She never seemed to forget that conversation, at least when she was sleeping. When she woke up she could never quite remember what had been said.
"No Jet! I want to be here when he wakes up!"
"Damnit Faye, it's been three days now! Let's go home! You need to rest.
"Well Jet, you're just going to have to deal with it!" Jet looked at her, straight in the eye, and at that moment he saw something he'd never seen in Faye 'Could Faye actually care for Spike?' Well that was a stupid question; well at least he thought it was. After all she did save him.
"Faye-Faye... Ed is tired'' said the little redhead with Ein at her feet. They had decided to come back when they heard about Spike, hoping that he would make it. He was like family.
"Well Ed," said Faye getting quite annoyed as she got up to face the little imp "You're just going to have to wait! As long as Spike is alive I'm going to sit in this chair until he wakes up and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it!" Faye answered in an evil tone as they cowered in fear
"Well miss I'm afraid you and your friends will have to step out of the room for a while." said doctor who had just stepped in.
"Why, is there something wrong?" She asked worriedly.
"No. I just need to check up on him. Just to make sure he's ok." The doctor reassured her "While I'm doing that why don't you go get some coffee. You look like you could use it."
Faye reluctantly agreed and left heading towards the coffee machine. She poured the coffee in a mug. Sweetened it and sat on a chair near to the door. Jet was beside her leaning against the wall with his head to the ceiling. Then without warning he asks "Faye, why are you doing this? Why did you go and save him?"
"I don't know..." she replied with a confused look on her face.
"Really Faye .You mean to tell me that you don't know why you saved him...why you- "
"Your right Jet. I did save him for a reason.
"So... What is it?"
"Because. I felt that I owed him one after I was captured by Vicious. Although he never actually came because of me, he did make sure that I was safe.
"So you were just returning the favour?"
"I guess..."
Their conversation was interrupted by Doctor who then informed them that Spike would wake up within a couple of hours or so. Then Faye turned to go back in the room but not with the same expression as before. Now she seemed to be smiling instead of looking pale and dull and the sparkle in her emerald eyes had returned. Both Jet and Doctor saw this and were happy. Faye pulled up her chair close to Spike's bed. So close that she could rest her head on it. Then she looked at him and smiled. "I wonder what he'll say when he wakes up?" she said as she watched him sleeping "He'll probably be pissed that he's still alive and hate me for saving him... but what the heck, I couldn't let him just go off and kill himself over Julia. But that doesn't matter right now... as long as he's still alive I'll be fine." and with that she rested her head on the bed and drifted off into sleep.
Meanwhile.
"Where the hell am I?" Spike said as he looked at his surroundings. He was in a line, a very long one too. It was a beautiful place. All white. As if he was in a dream.
"Next." said a man with a long white beard who looked as if he had lived for centuries. It was then that Spike noticed that he was next and quickly went up to the old man.
"Name please."
"Spike Spiegel"
"Ohh yes Spike I see you've done some very bad things... and some very great things too" the old man said as he looked in the big book who's pages never seemed to end.
"Who are you and where the hell am I?" Spike questioned him.
"Sorry, how rude of me. I am St. Peter. And you my dear Spike are in heaven."
"Heaven?"
"Well not exactly, you're outside of heaven"
"Ok then."
"Well Spike you have quite an interesting life"
"Tell me about it." said Spike as he thought about all the weird things he'd been through.
"But one thing still puzzles me?"
"What?"
"You're still alive?"
"Alive?!" He said not believing his ears. "But that can't be right. I died from that wound Vicious gave me!"
"Well..." replied St. Peter reading the information from his book "You would have if Faye didn't save you. You know you should be happy that she rescued you."
"Happy? How can I possibly be happy? I caused the death of my girlfriend and killed my best friend and on top of that I abandoned my comrades!" He screamed at the old man who now looked as if he was going to have a heart attack. "I mean," he said in a calm voice "I must be dead, how can I live without Julia. She was my sunshine and I just can't live without her...It just wouldn't make sense." he said letting out a big sigh.
"Well spike, it just isn't your time. You must go back." St Peter replied in a stern voice.
"If it really wasn't my time then why am I here?" Spike asked getting frustrated.
"Guidance." St. Peter replied plain and simply "In fact... this is all a dream." he added still looking through his book for the answers.
"The story of my life. I really should've known..." he said sadly to himself. "My whole life is a dream." he finally said to him.
"Well now it's real. You'll be awake in a few hours. But try not to live in a dream so much I think that's why you were never awake." Then there was a moment of silence.
"Since I have to go back ...can I at least see Julia first" he said breaking the silence, his eyes filled with hope.
"Well..." he said reluctantly, "Yes but only through the gate."
"Fine with me" he answered feeling relieved, and then St. Peter led him to the gate where Julia was waiting patiently. After that he excused himself and went back to his post where gradually the line seemed twice as long as before. Spike and Julia had 15 minutes to talk.
"Julia." he said. She looked even more beautiful than he remembered.
"Spike." She replied with tears in her eyes.
"I don't want to go back... There's nothing left there for me." he said with tears in his eyes. Julia comforted him.
"Spike you must... It's not your time. She said putting her hand on his cheek. "Anyway, you do have something there for you."
"What?"
"Your comrades. They need you more than I do"
"But my place is with you... We were meant to be." he pleaded.
"No we weren't. It would never have worked out." she said feeling sad herself. "You must go on living. That's how it is to be." And with that she kissed him through the gate. "Goodbye Spike. I'll always be with you in your dreams. All you have to do is call."
"Goodbye. I'll always love you." he replied and she gave him her smile. And with that his surroundings began to fade and so did Julia until he was left there alone with a single tear running down his cheek.
So what do you think? Was it good? PLEASE REVIEW!! ^_^. (Flames accepted)