Once again: I do not own Cowboy Bebop or any of its characters in any way
shape or form. I legitimately own every DVD though.
Thanks to everyone who submitted a review. I wish I had more time to write and update but work has been a hassle. I'm sure it's just going to get worse with the days off I'm taking for Ohayo-con. I'm inspired to write more when I know people are looking forward to updates. Hint, hint. I know this is story is a tad slow. I hate when everything happens all at once without a build-up, y'know? This is more of a slow romance than anything. If it was anything else I'd label it accordingly.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Chapter 2
The Swordfish II and the Redtail raced towards the Earth's surface. Each swooped and rolled trying to outdo the other. Faye had to smile at Spike's dogged perseverance. It just didn't feel natural to have his focus directed at her. After a painless descent through Earth's atmosphere the desert came into view. Spike playfully flew right above the ground enjoying the clouds of sand he stirred up. It was relatively uninhabited in the desert. They passed by a few abandoned buildings but nothing that appeared inhabited. Eventually they reached the ocean.
Faye's face popped up on the Swordfish's monitor. "All right, Spike. We're heading north from here on. We should arrive in L.A. in a few minutes if the map I down loaded is right." Faye was giddy with excitement over seeing the "waterfall place" and other monuments of her youth. The first time she had seen the ruins that had been her house she really wasn't ready. She had still wanted to recapture the life she had lost. When that dream was ripped from her she had decided to forget it. The past she had tried so hard to remember left her feeling only sadness. She had mourned it because it was in many ways "dead." The parents she remembered had almost certainly passed away by now if they hadn't died in the accident. The city had changed almost beyond recognition. Her friends had all grown up. Still, some of her past was there and she wanted to reconnect with it.
Faye felt more at peace lately. She'd been so elated that Spike was alive.and caring for him and Jet kept her busy. She really hadn't had much time to feel bad. She looked over. Spike was flying parallel to the Redtail. He was peering down at the ocean. The water was glistening in the midday sun. She really couldn't stay upset at Spike. A few seconds later his face popped up on the Redtail's monitor. "Hey, Faye, are we there yet?" Spike was grinning.
"Just a little further. Can't you be patient for once?" Faye was starting to think she could stay upset at him.
"Patience isn't my forte. Besides, I'm getting hungry. Let's get something to eat."
"Hey! You're just tagging along. I'm calling the shots here. Why didn't you eat before we left?"
"Because some shrew ate everything last night!" Faye was caught there. She'd eaten well then hoarded a few non-perishables for her trip.
"Fine, we'll find somewhere to eat, but we're not going too far off course."
"Fine, by me," Spike said cruising off ahead of her. Faye switched on her radio and sped up to keep up with him.
"Hey, Faye, I see a town up ahead." His transmission caused her music to cut out.
"All right, Spike. Land somewhere that looks safe and I'll follow." Spike circled and eventually landed just outside the adobe village. Faye settled the Redtail right next to the Swordfish II. Spike stepped out of his ship stiffly. Being cooped up for that long had been a royal pain. He tried to hide it. Faye didn't seem to notice as she hopped out. The town looked uninhabited. It was midday though and the heat would drive anything living away from the sun. "Hurry, Spike. Look for any place that looks like a restaurant!"
"Chill out, Faye!" Spike said.
"That's exactly what I'd like to do. My feet are burning up!"
"Don't make me carry you," he deadpanned.
"Oh just shut up, cowboy." Spike couldn't help but laugh at her. She was tough as they came but still could whine like a child. "Follow me, Faye.I'll figure out where we're going." Spike said as he walked further into town. A few minutes later they were sitting in a quiet Mexican restaurant. "Told you I'd find somewhere."
"Like it was that hard to find," Faye countered as she looked at her menu. "It all looks so good," she thought aloud.
"Careful, the acceptable beef grades for Earth are different than Mars."
"If Jet's cooking didn't kill me nothing here can. Mmmm..the chicken quesadillas look good. What are you getting?" she asked still hidden behind the menu.
"Beef fajitas."
"Hypocrite."
"Yeah, yeah. So what are we going to do in Los Angeles?"
Faye put her menu down finally. "I don't know exactly. I really just want to look around. Last time I was on Earth I was looking for something to grasp on to. Now I think I'm looking for something to let go of. I need a little closure. You know what I mean?"
"I know EXACTLY what you mean," Spike said quietly. Faye blushed a little. She felt stupid. Of course Spike knew about closure. Closure, closure, closure. All that Spike lived for was his goddamn closure. "Time to end the dream" "Go see if I'm really alive." All of that BS.. "I have a home now. I don't need to find my place. I just want to see more of where I came from." Faye looked down then finished her beer. Spike didn't know what to say. Faye was opening up a little more each day. It scared him but he couldn't tear himself away from the spectacle. He'd spent a good amount of time avoiding getting to know her. Now he wanted to witness each piece of the puzzle fall into place. Instead of warm empathy Spike reacted to her spilling her guts in typical Spike fashion. "Hey, Faye, want another beer?" Faye shook her head and zoned out for a bit. A waiter came and took their order. Faye just gazed out the window for a bit. When their food came neither spoke a word. They ate in silence except for the occasional "You gonna eat that?" or "Pass me another napkin."
"We should get back on our way now, Spike. I want to make it to L.A. pretty early," Faye said. The pitcher was empty and plates were licked clean.
"All right. Just give me one minute and we'll leave," Spike said. He got up and walked towards the back. A busboy was wiping a table near there. "Excuse me, kid. Where's the bathroom?"
"Que?" Spike realized the boy spoke no English.
"Uh...donde...uh...es el bano?" Spike said racking his brain for the little Spanish he knew.
"Right over there, punto," the kid said pointing towards a hallway a man in a large sombrero was heading towards.
"Thanks, HEY!" Spike let it slide. He really had to go. He was taking care of his business when he heard voices in the corner.
"Muchacho, the deal went off without a hitch." Spike glanced over without seeming to obvious. From the corner of his eye that looked suspiciously like the bounty Faye had been after a few weeks ago and lost. Spike zipped his pants and continued his watch. Well, while he was here...he drew his gun carefully.
"Enrique Sanchez! You just made my day!" Spike confidently aimed his gun at the man.
"Mierda!" Enrique said hurling the full weight of his briefcase at Spike. The other man took off. Spike was hit hard in the gut. Normally a hit like that would not have fazed him, but with his injuries it doubled him over in pain. The briefcase skidded across the floor, hitting the far wall with a thud.
"Son of a-" Spike tried to catch his breath as the bounty took one last look at him and ran. He tried to shake it off as he walked out. Faye was outside the bathroom waiting for him. Shouting had started in English as well as Spanish. She looked slightly angry, yet worried.
"Spike, Don't! Don't ruin this for me." She had her hand on his arm. Her eyes pleaded for him not to go after the bounty. He knew she wasn't going to scream at him. Part of that fight went out of her when he left the Bebop. He'd broken her spirit in a lot of ways. He found it hard to disappoint those eyes again. He had blown her off for his mission. Since this was her trip and he was simply protection he couldn't do this to her.
"All right." Spike would never admit that his injuries stopped him from pursuing. Spike Spiegel did NOT like to show weakness/ Much like the Black Dog, he found it difficult to give up a chase. Because of Faye's wishes, they left quietly trying not to draw attention. Who knew how many fugitives and dealers were around.
Next chapter Faye and Spike arrive at their destination. Faye continues to open up. I promise things will start getting exciting.
Thanks to everyone who submitted a review. I wish I had more time to write and update but work has been a hassle. I'm sure it's just going to get worse with the days off I'm taking for Ohayo-con. I'm inspired to write more when I know people are looking forward to updates. Hint, hint. I know this is story is a tad slow. I hate when everything happens all at once without a build-up, y'know? This is more of a slow romance than anything. If it was anything else I'd label it accordingly.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Chapter 2
The Swordfish II and the Redtail raced towards the Earth's surface. Each swooped and rolled trying to outdo the other. Faye had to smile at Spike's dogged perseverance. It just didn't feel natural to have his focus directed at her. After a painless descent through Earth's atmosphere the desert came into view. Spike playfully flew right above the ground enjoying the clouds of sand he stirred up. It was relatively uninhabited in the desert. They passed by a few abandoned buildings but nothing that appeared inhabited. Eventually they reached the ocean.
Faye's face popped up on the Swordfish's monitor. "All right, Spike. We're heading north from here on. We should arrive in L.A. in a few minutes if the map I down loaded is right." Faye was giddy with excitement over seeing the "waterfall place" and other monuments of her youth. The first time she had seen the ruins that had been her house she really wasn't ready. She had still wanted to recapture the life she had lost. When that dream was ripped from her she had decided to forget it. The past she had tried so hard to remember left her feeling only sadness. She had mourned it because it was in many ways "dead." The parents she remembered had almost certainly passed away by now if they hadn't died in the accident. The city had changed almost beyond recognition. Her friends had all grown up. Still, some of her past was there and she wanted to reconnect with it.
Faye felt more at peace lately. She'd been so elated that Spike was alive.and caring for him and Jet kept her busy. She really hadn't had much time to feel bad. She looked over. Spike was flying parallel to the Redtail. He was peering down at the ocean. The water was glistening in the midday sun. She really couldn't stay upset at Spike. A few seconds later his face popped up on the Redtail's monitor. "Hey, Faye, are we there yet?" Spike was grinning.
"Just a little further. Can't you be patient for once?" Faye was starting to think she could stay upset at him.
"Patience isn't my forte. Besides, I'm getting hungry. Let's get something to eat."
"Hey! You're just tagging along. I'm calling the shots here. Why didn't you eat before we left?"
"Because some shrew ate everything last night!" Faye was caught there. She'd eaten well then hoarded a few non-perishables for her trip.
"Fine, we'll find somewhere to eat, but we're not going too far off course."
"Fine, by me," Spike said cruising off ahead of her. Faye switched on her radio and sped up to keep up with him.
"Hey, Faye, I see a town up ahead." His transmission caused her music to cut out.
"All right, Spike. Land somewhere that looks safe and I'll follow." Spike circled and eventually landed just outside the adobe village. Faye settled the Redtail right next to the Swordfish II. Spike stepped out of his ship stiffly. Being cooped up for that long had been a royal pain. He tried to hide it. Faye didn't seem to notice as she hopped out. The town looked uninhabited. It was midday though and the heat would drive anything living away from the sun. "Hurry, Spike. Look for any place that looks like a restaurant!"
"Chill out, Faye!" Spike said.
"That's exactly what I'd like to do. My feet are burning up!"
"Don't make me carry you," he deadpanned.
"Oh just shut up, cowboy." Spike couldn't help but laugh at her. She was tough as they came but still could whine like a child. "Follow me, Faye.I'll figure out where we're going." Spike said as he walked further into town. A few minutes later they were sitting in a quiet Mexican restaurant. "Told you I'd find somewhere."
"Like it was that hard to find," Faye countered as she looked at her menu. "It all looks so good," she thought aloud.
"Careful, the acceptable beef grades for Earth are different than Mars."
"If Jet's cooking didn't kill me nothing here can. Mmmm..the chicken quesadillas look good. What are you getting?" she asked still hidden behind the menu.
"Beef fajitas."
"Hypocrite."
"Yeah, yeah. So what are we going to do in Los Angeles?"
Faye put her menu down finally. "I don't know exactly. I really just want to look around. Last time I was on Earth I was looking for something to grasp on to. Now I think I'm looking for something to let go of. I need a little closure. You know what I mean?"
"I know EXACTLY what you mean," Spike said quietly. Faye blushed a little. She felt stupid. Of course Spike knew about closure. Closure, closure, closure. All that Spike lived for was his goddamn closure. "Time to end the dream" "Go see if I'm really alive." All of that BS.. "I have a home now. I don't need to find my place. I just want to see more of where I came from." Faye looked down then finished her beer. Spike didn't know what to say. Faye was opening up a little more each day. It scared him but he couldn't tear himself away from the spectacle. He'd spent a good amount of time avoiding getting to know her. Now he wanted to witness each piece of the puzzle fall into place. Instead of warm empathy Spike reacted to her spilling her guts in typical Spike fashion. "Hey, Faye, want another beer?" Faye shook her head and zoned out for a bit. A waiter came and took their order. Faye just gazed out the window for a bit. When their food came neither spoke a word. They ate in silence except for the occasional "You gonna eat that?" or "Pass me another napkin."
"We should get back on our way now, Spike. I want to make it to L.A. pretty early," Faye said. The pitcher was empty and plates were licked clean.
"All right. Just give me one minute and we'll leave," Spike said. He got up and walked towards the back. A busboy was wiping a table near there. "Excuse me, kid. Where's the bathroom?"
"Que?" Spike realized the boy spoke no English.
"Uh...donde...uh...es el bano?" Spike said racking his brain for the little Spanish he knew.
"Right over there, punto," the kid said pointing towards a hallway a man in a large sombrero was heading towards.
"Thanks, HEY!" Spike let it slide. He really had to go. He was taking care of his business when he heard voices in the corner.
"Muchacho, the deal went off without a hitch." Spike glanced over without seeming to obvious. From the corner of his eye that looked suspiciously like the bounty Faye had been after a few weeks ago and lost. Spike zipped his pants and continued his watch. Well, while he was here...he drew his gun carefully.
"Enrique Sanchez! You just made my day!" Spike confidently aimed his gun at the man.
"Mierda!" Enrique said hurling the full weight of his briefcase at Spike. The other man took off. Spike was hit hard in the gut. Normally a hit like that would not have fazed him, but with his injuries it doubled him over in pain. The briefcase skidded across the floor, hitting the far wall with a thud.
"Son of a-" Spike tried to catch his breath as the bounty took one last look at him and ran. He tried to shake it off as he walked out. Faye was outside the bathroom waiting for him. Shouting had started in English as well as Spanish. She looked slightly angry, yet worried.
"Spike, Don't! Don't ruin this for me." She had her hand on his arm. Her eyes pleaded for him not to go after the bounty. He knew she wasn't going to scream at him. Part of that fight went out of her when he left the Bebop. He'd broken her spirit in a lot of ways. He found it hard to disappoint those eyes again. He had blown her off for his mission. Since this was her trip and he was simply protection he couldn't do this to her.
"All right." Spike would never admit that his injuries stopped him from pursuing. Spike Spiegel did NOT like to show weakness/ Much like the Black Dog, he found it difficult to give up a chase. Because of Faye's wishes, they left quietly trying not to draw attention. Who knew how many fugitives and dealers were around.
Next chapter Faye and Spike arrive at their destination. Faye continues to open up. I promise things will start getting exciting.