Disclaimer: No, I don't own Cowboy Bebop, but I wouldn't mind owning Spike -_-'.

Unwanted: A Cowboy Bebop Fanfic

By: Katie S.

Rated: Pg-13

Category: Romance/ Drama

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Chapter 8: Thirteenth Floor

Spike gazed at the tall, ivory colored buliding that stood before him. It was midly decorated with many windows, and he could feel the helpless patients gazing out him, praying for their last moments of resurrection.

He hated everything about hospitals; their smell, their inevitable purpose, and most of all, the haunting souls that possessed the last moments of human life. He hated the way everyone pretended that everything was okay when they knew that their hearts wrenched at the sight of their loved ones in pain. Hospitals were created to prolong ones life and dreams, but it seemed they only escorted them to further nightmares.

Spike nervously placed a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, shuffling it anxiously back and forth. He searched through his pockets again, still finding nothing even remotely close to a lighter. He glanced at the ' No Smoking' sign forcefully placed on the wall, and sighed, placing the crumpled cigarette back in his pocket. Usually he'd ignore these futile signs of warning, as if they were nothing but a waste of time, but this time, he was savoring his precursory, for his mind was only set on one thing right now...

Faye...

Spike shuffled his nervous body into the waiting room, tapping on the counter lightly to get the nurses attention. She glared up at him, and tossed her papers on her desk aggravatedly.

" Can I help you sir?" Her voice was cold.

Spike glanced up at her and smiled weakly. He wasn't about to let her ignorance affect him. " Yes, I was wondering if you were treating a patient named Faye, Faye Valentine."

She rolled her eyes at him and rolled her chair over to her labtop, striking the keys notably. Spike watched her as she took her sweet time, smacking her bubble gum annoyingly. She noticed his annoyance, and continued to smack even louder, smiling coyly at her defeat.

She glanced up at him and sighed loudly, " I'm sorry sir, but that information is confidential unless you're a family member..." She smiled at the aggravted look on his face.

Spike was past pissed off by now. " Listen, just tell me if she's here or not damn it!" Spike yelled, grasping the womans arm tightly. She gasped at him, a little taken a back by his actions.

" A117, twenty-seventh floor.." Her voice trembled as Spike released her of his grip.

He smiled at her, " Thank you for your cooperation, 'mam..." Spike winked at her and turned towards the elevator, hands in his pockets. She quickly scurried back to her desk, shuffling her papers nervously. Spike smiled at his defeat against her...

But then... his attentions turned back to Faye. What had she done this time? And what did that girl mean by his ' property'? She wouldn't sink that low... would she?

He attentively pressed the button to the twenty-seventh floor, sighing nervously. What would he say when he saw her? What if this was the last time he saw her?

No...

He wouldn't let his thoughs go that far. She couldn't possibly be... dying.

Spike sighed again, shutting his eyes tightly. He tried hard to force out the woeful thoughts plastered in his mind, but he was inevitably failing miserably.

He opened his eyes slowly, fixing his gaze on the digital numbers increasing leisurely, as if they were mocking his anxiousness. He still had twenty-four floors to go, and it felt like he had been locked up in that damned elevator for hours now. He sighed aggravatedly, as the doors opened slowly, piling in a few more patients and doctors. He shuffled towards the corner, trying hard to avoid the stares he was getting.

After long attempts to ignore the akwardness, Spike finally gave in. " What?!" He hissed, rolling his eyes as everyone's gaze on him was broken, averting innocently.

The doors opened once more and everyone piled out, leaving him alone again... or so he thought...

" She's waiting for you..." A cold voice broke Spike away from his thoughts, and his eyes widened in shock.

" J-Julia?!"

The blonde woman chuckled lightly." I am merely the past... just the star that guided your way..." She chuckled again.

Spike's breath caught in his chest. ' My dream?'

" Spike... Life is just a dream... Live it while you can, before it plummets to the grasp of another's nightmare." She smiled again, adjusting her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose.

" B-but, y-you're dead!" So this is why Spike hates hospitals...

" I told you... I'm always watching over you." She laughed dryly, turning towards Spike.

Spike's mouth dropped. This wasn't real... was it?

" She's holding on... for you.." She paused, " and for the past you're guarding her from.."

" What do you mean by that? I don't understand you..." Spike narrowed his eyes at her.

" You now what I mean, do not lie to me..." She smiled again, but this time it was a dark, deceitful smile.

" I do not lie..." Spike uttered, turning his gaze to the opening doors.

She smiled yet again. " You just did..." She turned away from Spike, waving to him from over her shoulder. Spike watched closely as her incandescent form disappeared into the darkened room before her, leaving a mist of mystery behind her. He glanced over at the digital numbers again...

Thirteenth floor...

They stopped buliding the thirteenth floor a long time a go....

He could feel his mind quarreling inside him. She couldn't possibly be Julia... It must be some kind of coincidence... right?

Right?!

Spike tightened his fists, grinding his teeth angirly. She still haunts him, even long after she's gone away. Even when his mind should be set on Faye and her condition. Even when he's given up on love!

He despised Julia. He felt as if she was still out there, mocking him and taunting him with her unknown presence. He felt she was the one who had set this up, to tease him and test his heart.

Why was she speaking of Faye that way? Like she was some helpless form he was sent to surrender to. Like her past was his past. Like she actually knew every smile and every thought that Faye withheld.

Whatever. She didn't know anything about Faye...

Hell. She didn't even know anything about Spike anymore.

Spike jumped back as the elevator doors opened before him, startling him slightly. He glanced over at the digital numbers once again.

Twenty-seventh floor...

A sudden feeling of edginess overcame Spike when he realized he was about to face Faye for the first time in six months. Would she forgive him? Come back to the Bebop just like the old days?

He quickly shuffled out of the elevator, barely being crushed by the large steel doors. He sighed nervously, glancing down the long unceasing hallway before him. He suddendly felt lost in a blank world...

He nervously searched along every number placed conciously outside each door. Every door looked the same, and he felt as if he was in some type of fun house from hell. How was he supposed to find Faye this way?

And then finally he reached it...

A117... the number practically called out to him and he quickly stumbled towards the door, gazing at it intently. He felt his body tremble as he hastily grasped the door knob, holding it tightly. He slowly turned the door knob, letting the door push open drearily.

He shut his eyes tightly... What was he to say? 'Hey faye! Long time no see.' yeah... right.

" Listen doc, I'm not ready to go home, okay?" Faye's gentle voice seemed agitated.

Spike gazed at her back, memorizing every curve. She was lying lazily in her bed, gazing out the window, as if she was searching for something.

" Do you even have a home?" Spike's voice startled Faye greatly, and she shot her head around, eyes widening in shock. Spike smiled at her startled actions, moving towards her slowly.

" S-Spike?!" She sat up quickly, grasping the white hospital sheets tightly.

Spike smiled at her, and pulled up a chair next to her bed, sitting in it lazily.

" W-what are you doing here?" Her voice was still full of shock.

" I should be asking you that..." Spike replied deftly.

Faye paused, her breath catching in her chest. She turned her face away, a soft look of regret tugging at her features.

" So what'd you do this time Faye?" Spike chuckled, trying hard to hide the pain he really felt.

" I... I..." She paused again, pulling her thin frame into a ball.

Spike gazed at her, noitcing the woeful form her body had transformed into. He narrowed his eyes at her, searching for any trace of truth in her emerald eyes...

But all he could see was sorrow...

"Faye..." Spike moved towards her, embracing her in a gentle hug.

" I didn't mean to do it... it just happened..." She grasped Spike's coat tightly, letting the tears pour out, " I was just trying to make a living..."

Spike remained silent. He figured he'd better let her tell him at her own pace.

" I never thought it would truly happen..." She paused, glancing up into Spike's chocolate eyes, " I mean, pregnancy's never an issue right?"

Spike choked. Pregnancy?!

His eyes widened at her. " What?"

She sobbed, burrying her head back in his chest. " I knew you'd hate me after this... I'm... I'm just a useless slut!"

Spike paused, gathering his thoughts. If she was pregnant, wouldn't she show? It's only been six months since he last saw her....

" Faye... I don't hate you... and you're not a slut..." He embraced her tighter. " But... who..."

Then it hit him.

His ' property'...

That slithering bastard!

" I- I had no where to go... a-and he took me in, giving me shelter..." She laughed lightly, inbetween distant sobs. " But all for one simple cost..."

Spike shook his head, holding back the tears.

" Well, I had no money... and..." She paused again, grasping him tighter. " Let me tell you Spike, it wasn't that 'simple'.."

Spike swallowed hard, pulling away to gaze into Faye's emerald eyes. " Faye... what are you doing here then?" When he saw that look in her eyes, he wished he never would've asked.

She shut her eyes tightly and sighed heavily, pushing away from Spike." I-I knew i had to tell him about it.... but I just couldn't...." She gazed out the window as the glum rainfall began to steady.

" And when he found out... it was too late... I was already four and a half months pregnant..." She paused, shutting her eyes tightly.

Spike watched her intently, noticing every bit of sorrow engraved in her emotions..

" I-I told myself that I wasn't gonna kill it... that I would create a new life, helping me forget my blank past... but he just wouldn't agree!" She fought the sobs rising in her throat.

Spike moved closer to her, lacing his hand in hers. She smiled weakly at him, letting the tears pour out.

" I fought hard... but I was too weak for him... a-and..." She paused, her eyes blurring with more tears of sorrow, " He pushed me out the window, hoping to kill me... but he killed another life instead..." She choked up, burrying her face in her hands.

Spike's face filled with shock." Oh my god... Faye..." He embraced her in another comforting hug, letting her pour her emotions out.

" Y-you don't understand Spike, I wanted that baby, I wanted to prove to everyone that wasn't just a worthless piece of shit!"

Spike paused. " Faye... you don't have to prove anything to me...I-" He choked, realizing he almost added' I love you' to the end of that sentence. His eyes widened, and his face turned a crimson red. He loosened his grip on her and pulled away slowly, smiling reassuringly.

" Why did I have to leave the Bebop Spike? Why did I throw my life away like that?" She pleaded, grasping the sheets tightly.

" You didn't throw anything away... you were merely trying to leave your past behind... Like me..." Spike smiled, pulling out the locket and placed it in her hands.

Her eyes widened at the familiar golden locket. " S-spike, y-you kept this?"

Spike smiled again.

" I am the guradian of your past..."

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Sad, Sad chapter....

I'm so sorry, lol. I like sad chapters sometimes, they show lots of emotion...

Umm, nevermind....XD

Ooo, please review!!