A/N: Wow! I've already got some GREAT reviews! I guess you guys like my story, ne? Well, I'd like to thank those readers who took the time to review!
RACHEL: Thanks for the compliments! I look forward to seeing you in later chapters!! And yes, my plot is wonderful…I know! Kidding, kidding! Don't worry! I'm not THAT conceited! =^.^=
ROUGE NIGHT: You never know with Spike… ^_^ But yes… romance is inevitable… but I think I'll add some plot twists before we get there… Thanks for the great review!
VANILLA ROSE: Yes, the first chapter WAS short, but this one is longer! I was deciding whether to keep writing it… But apparently, it's okay, so I'll keep writing! And I love her dress too! I saw one just like it in a store, but they didn't have it in my size (tear), so I couldn't get it… (sniff, sniff) Thanks for the review!
COWGIRL 13: Don't worry! I'll keep writing! As long as the reviews are still positive, the chappies will keep coming! Now all I have to do is come up with a plot… You were my first official reviewer! (sniff) you make me feel all mushy inside!! (sniff, sniff) Anyone got a tissue?? ^.^
Well, here's the next chapter, and some information about what the hell is going on!! Enjoy!
Spike was in complete shock. "Faye?"
She smiled slowly at him, and stepped away from the doorway, gesturing for him to come in.
Spike looked around the enormous apartment, with its silk sheets on the beds, black leather couches, and marble statues. "Whoa…" was all he could manage to say.
Faye laughed and gestured for him to sit in one of the couches. "Can I get you something to drink?"
He nodded, not really focusing on what she was asking. He watched her back, as she walked -no this woman didn't walk. She sauntered. She floated. She did everything but just plain walk.
Faye calmly opened a bottle of wine, pouring it into two crystal glasses. She turned to Spike, catching his mismatched eyes in her jade ones. "So Spike. What brings you here?" she asked, her voice almost mocking.
He accepted his glass from her. "I was hired by a Mrs. Hart to be her bodyguard for a while. Could you tell her I'm here?"
Faye laughed. "She knows. She'll be here soon. But until then, tell this worn out gypsy girl what you've been doing, all these years." She settled softly onto the adjacent couch, sipping her wine, and regarding him with a smile.
He settled back onto the couch, feeling very out of place, surrounded by all these rich people. "Well, after I left the Bebop, I just kind of drifted. Caught some bounties -no big ones, mind you-, got drunk a lot, ate a lot of bell peppers. Then, a little less than a week ago, I got a message that 'Mrs. Hart' would hire me as a bodyguard and personal bounty hunter for 5 billion woolongs, and I needed the money, so I accepted." He drained his glass in one gulp, and regarded Faye with questioning eyes. "What about you, Romani?" he asked, using his old nickname.
She smiled slightly at that, and took another sip of her glass. "Well, after I left the Bebop, I kind of drifted too. Gambled too much, went into debt, everything that Jet always used to say was going to happen to me. Then one day, I just got tired of it. I thought about, this is going to sound funny, I thought about what you would say to me. I thought, 'Come one, Romani. You're better than this! You can get yourself a good life. An easy life. You deserve better than this!' So I went over to a group of old men sitting around a table drinking, and I uh… I… I got to know them."
Spike raised an eyebrow, but said nothing, so Faye continued.
"One of the old farts 'took a liking to me', and the next thing I know, I'm standing in a church, of all places in an expensive white dress, with pearl earrings, a pearl collar, and a diamond ring on my finger, and this minister is asking me 'If I, Faye Valentine, would take Sedgwick Bell to be my lawfully wedded husband?' And I looked at the big rock on my finger and I said 'Hell yes!', only not as flagrantly."
Spike blinked at her. "Then you're…"
She smiled. "I'm married. Well, I was. Anyways, Sedgwick drove me to the airport in a limousine, where we flew in his private jet, to Misu Misu*! We were picked up in a Rolls Royce, and driven to our vacation house! But there unfortunately, my tale turns darker. That night, Sedgwick just, dropped dead! In the middle of the floor! No bullet hole, no knife in the back, nothing. So here I find myself sole heir, to Sedgwick's hundreds to trillions of dollars! So I thought to myself, 'Look! I'm rich! No more bell peppers, no more bounties, no more Bebop! I can survive on my own!' But then, a few months later, I was attacked in my mansion. Several men from the Red Dragon Syndicate snuck into my bedroom, and held me at gunpoint! I got rid of them easily enough-" Faye's grin grew sadistical, and Spike could imagine the attackers' surprise, when this unarmed widow turned out to be too much for them to handle!
She coughed and continued. "Well I was attacked again a few weeks later, and then again, and again, until I was forced to go on the run. I found myself on Mars, living here, as 'Mrs. Ruby Hart.' So I figured I need some protection. And that's where you come in."
Spike blinked at her. "So you're being attacked by Syndicate men, quite often."
Faye nodded. "It's more than I can handle on my own. Can you help me Spike?"
He leaned back, linking his hands behind his head. "It's more a question of will I help you."
She leaned forward and Spike noticed that her hands were shaking, causing the wine in her glass to slosh around. "Will you…please help me, Spike?"
He sighed, but nodded. "My psychic powers are telling my to back out now, but I never could say no to a pretty lady…"
* Misu Misu- The most popular vacation spot in the Sol System, it is an ocean resort on an asteroid orbiting around Mars.
A/N: Well? Did you like it? Did you hate it? Tell me! Constructive criticism please, and flames will be used to warm my backside! =^.^=
