A/N: Hey! Long time to write, ne? Well, I'm on break this week… But have I actually gotten a break? HAH! I wish… My mom has been hounding me constantly to work on homework homework homework, and I rarely have time to myself! It doesn't help that I have Peach Girl #1, Dragon Knights #7, Chobits #1, Mars #5-7, Marmalade Boy #5, Trigun, and Miyazaki's Spirited Away, out from the library! So….tempting… ::whimpers:: Anywhoo, here's a VERY quick thanx to my reviewers… (sorry, I'm in a rush!)
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AMAZING JOE- I know Faye was a little OOC, but this IS 4 years later, and she's matured a little. Also, I think this is kinda what Spike would do. I mean look what he did when Julia died! He went off and got himself killed! GACK! No! I didn't say that! He's still alive in my happy little world! Dead? Spike? You must be kidding… And if you like Jet, I'm sure you'll love the next chappy…
GAAH! SCREW IT, I'M TIRED. TO ALL THE REST OF MY REIVEWERS THAT I HAVEN'T GOTTEN TO… I'M SORRY! I'M JUST SOOOOOO TIRED… this is what happens when I don't update or do reviewer thank yous for a while.
Holy shit! It's a whole frickin' PAGE of them! Wow. Thanks! You guys ROCK MY WORLD!!!!
Ahem. Now, here's the next chappy. Oh, and I think the next chapter will be the final one! ::sniff:: It's almost done… WAAAAAH!!!!!!
Spike grumbled under his breath, muttering about women who always got themselves in more trouble than they were worth, goons who assaulted women in the middle of the night, and men who stuck their noses into other peoples' problems.
"Shut up."
Spike felt cold metal poke him on the back. "This is sadistic. Look, we're your captives, right? So we allow you to handcuff us, tie our arms and legs, and blindfold us. But now you're insisting that we stay perfectly quiet, and then you start whacking us with guns! We're unarmed and helpless, and still you harass us! It's sick!"
He could hear a murmuring in the guards, and an idea began to worm its way into his skull. "And look at me! I was just assaulted during my bachelor party, and my wife was beaten in the middle of the night, and all she's wearing is a nightgown! My poor darling, tied here on this freezing ship! You're likely to be frozen in the morning! And you guards! All you do is harass us! Can't we at least spend our wedding night in peace?"
The murmur got louder, and Spike could hear footsteps coming closer.
"No! Spare my wife! Take me instead!" He said, throwing himself across where he expected Faye to be. He landed against something warm and soft, and mentally patted himself on the back for not hurting himself.
"Oh! My darling husband!" He could hear Faye's voice from above him. "You would give up your life for me! What a tragic affair!" her voice began to shake with compressed sobs. "First, I find you almost dead on the streets, and then I was raped, and found out I was pregnant, and you said you'd marry me and say the baby was yours, and then my parents wouldn't allow it, and we had to elope, and now… on our wedding night, I'm attacked and we're both captured, and you give up your life for me! Oh, Spike! I love you so much, that I will give up my life for you! Take me instead of him!"
The footsteps stopped in front of them. "Uh… We uh, wanted to apologize for kidnapping you on your tragic wedding night," said a deep voice. "We'll leave you two alone so you can, uh, be alone."
With that, the entire room emptied, evidenced by their retreating footsteps.
Spike sat perfectly still for a moment, making sure they were truly alone. "Yes! It worked! That was great!"
Faye was silent for a second. "Uh, Spike?"
"Yeah?"
Her voice was grim. "Your face is practically down my shirt…"
He jerked back, glad that they were blindfolded, so she couldn't see his blush. "Well I can't exactly see what I'm doing!"
She laughed. "That's true. This time, I'll forgive you, because you lied those guards into leaving us alone for awhile."
He smirked. "Well, of course they'd give such a tragic couple some time alone on their wedding night!"
They laughed about their success for a moment, but then both fell silent.
"Hey Spike?" asked Faye.
"Yeah?"
He could hear her shifting her weight. "Do you think you can get this blindfold off me? If I can see, I think I can get myself loose."
He sighed. "How do you propose I get you out of it?"
Something crashed against his side, almost knocking him over.
"Sorry!" Faye said, withdrawing her weight. "It's hard to move without falling. Anyways, I think if you could grab it in you teeth and pull it down…"
Spike nodded, but then realized she couldn't see that. "Alright. Just let me figure out where the blindfold is… Keep talking, and I'll follow your voice."
"Okay," said Faye, as Spike wiggled forward. "I can talk. I'm a woman after all. That's the only thing we're good for, right? Gossiping and chattering. But you know, that's alright, because I know a certain man who knows my worth now…"
Spike paused mid-wiggle. "I do?"
She chuckled. "No, not you. You just had to rescue me! I'm talking about Hugh."
"Hugh?" Spike asked, before running into what felt like Faye's stomach.
"Oof! That would be my stomach, Spike. Anyways, Hugh was the man I was seeing."
Spike stiffened, but slowly inched his way up Faye's body, trying not to fall over. "You were seeing someone?"
He felt her muscles tighten. "Was seeing. He proposed."
Spike froze. "So you really are about to be a married woman, again."
She laughed. "Not really. I turned him down."
He choked. "You turned him down?" Somewhere inside him, Spike felt a knot uncurling.
He was close enough to her head that he could feel her nodding. "Yeah. He wouldn't accept that I didn't love him, and he sent his guards to bring me back." She laughed, a deep throaty sound, which Spike could feel from where he was resting against her neck. "Big mistake." She continued. "I gunned them all down. He won't be bothering me anymore. There! That's the blindfold."
Spike could feel the cloth against his cheek, and lightly grasped it in his teeth, feeling a blush rise as his lips touched Faye's cheek. From the way her skin got really hot, Spike figured she was blushing too. Quickly, he jerked down, as he felt himself begin to topple forward. The blindfold dropped from Faye's face as they both fell to the ground with a crash.
Spike attempted to roll off Faye, certain that he was crushing her.
"Wait." Her voice sounded rather strange, but Spike contributed it to the fact that he was lying on top of her. "Don't move. I can reach your blindfold from here."
Obediently, Spike lay still. He felt Faye's lips slid over his cheek as she got a good grip on his blindfold. As she pulled it off his face, he realized that their faces were only a few inches from each other, their noses almost touching.
Their gazes locked, and Spike fell into twin pools of emeralds. Without realizing it, he leaned forward, and pressed his lips against hers.
After a second of shock, Spike felt Faye press herself against him, deepening the kiss. Her hands went up to tangle in his hair, and then wandered slowly down his neck, tugging at the collar of his shirt.
Spike broke the kiss. "Wait… We should get out of here first." Even he noticed the reluctance in his voice.
Faye nodded, and scratched her head.
"Hey!" Spike suddenly realized that Faye's hands were free. "How did you do that?"
She grinned. "I told you I could do it if I could see… And I hate kissing with my arms tied."
He laughed. "Alright. Can you get me loose now?"
She quickly pulled the ropes off her legs, and crawled over to Spike, smirking seductively. "Oh, I don't know. I kind of like the dominatrix thing…" she climbed onto his lap, grinning as she watched his eyes widen.
"Faye?" he asked, before she cut him off with a kiss.
Her hands traced patterns on his neck, her nails tickling him delicately. She deepened the kiss, smirking inwardly as she felt him pull her closer.
She broke the kiss, panting. "See? All you needed…was a little encouragement!"
Seeing the puzzled look on his face, she gestured to where his free hands were wrapped around her waist.
He glared at her as she climbed off his lap. "You're a manipulative woman, Faye Valentine."
She grinned as he bent to untie his legs. "And then what does that make you, Spike Spiegel?"
He winked at her. "Just as bad as you!"
Faye let out a string of curses, mentally kicking herself yet again for the stupid idea to escape through the ventilation shaft. It works in all those old spy movies! They never tell you not to try it in real life!
Faye and Spike were crawling on hands and knees through the increasingly smaller airshaft, looking for an empty room.
"Faye?" Spike whispered. "I don't think that was our permanent holding pen…"
She stopped moving forward, and sat back against the cold metal. "What do you mean?"
He sat across from her, trying to fit his lanky for into the tiny space. "Well, this ship seems awful small, doesn't it? I mean, if someone's going to spend bazillions of woolongs to capture us, you'd think they would have a bigger ship!"
Faye grimaced. "We'll just have to pray that they beggared themselves trying to get a hold of us, and couldn't afford a bigger ship. Otherwise, we better haul our sorry asses out of here!"
They set out again, crawling as fast as they could without making any noise.
"Wait!" Spike hissed, pointing to a grate Faye had just crawled over. "I think it's empty!"
Puzzled, Faye inched back over. "That's weird… I could've sworn there were people in there before… Ah hell, I'm probably just loosing it…"
Spike grinned at her as he gently lifted out the grate. "And what, you had it to begin with?"