The only thing the Syndicate bastards had left behind was his trenchcoat. Faye had hid until they had left before darting out into the open to retrieve it.
"Faye-Faye!" The door opened and Ed bounded in, a tray balanced on her head. She gleefully dove onto Faye's bed, oblivious to the woman's tears.
Her nose twitched suddenly, and her eyes widened. "I smell Spike-person!" Ed got down on all fours and tracked the scent over to the coat lying on the chair.
"Edward misses Spike-person, too." She wrapped it around herself and sat down next to Faye, the food forgotten.