Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop. Someone else does.

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I snapped awake. I'd been dreaming of Julia.again. Big surprise. I always dream about her.

Of course you do genius. You love her.

Wha-? Oh d*** it. It's you again.

Yep. Just you, responding to yourself again.

Wonderful.

Shut up. You dream about her because you love her-

Gee, really? I didn't know.

Sure. Anyways, my question is this: Why do you love her?

Why does a bird fly? Or Faye shop? Or-

Har har. Not why did you fall for her, why do you love her?

I don't follow.

You don't understand what your own mind is telling you? Wow. That's pretty pathetic.

Now it's your turn to shut up.

Fat chance.

D***

Ha. But really, why do you love her. She hurt you. She didn't show up.

It's not like that-

The h*** it isn't! What part of 'I didn't show up to run away with you' don't you understand?

…

What if you're hurting over nothing? It'd be her fault.

That's where you're wrong.

Really. How so?

I am not hurting over nothing. Something happened. That's an established fact.

Oh sure, if you want to get technical. But what if it was all for nothing? What if the hurt could've been avoided?

So? That's irrelevant. It happened. End of story.

Whatever.

Secondly, it's not her fault.

It isn't? Then tell me, oh wise one, whose fault is it?

Mine.

Really.

Yes "really."

Do tell.

If you'd shut up long enough to listen, I would.

Fire away.

It's my fault because I shouldn't have gotten involved with her.

I thought you couldn't help it. You 'fell in love' remember? The fish and Faye analogies ?

Yeah, yeah. But it didn't have to go any further then a bunch of stupid feelings. I should've got out of there while I still could. But no, I allowed myself to get tangled up in caring for people. That's why it wasn't her fault. She was like a knife. Harmless -if left alone. But I stabbed myself with it. It wasn't the knife's fault.

Wow. That was deep.

Har har. You sound like Faye.

No need to insult me.

Oh? I thought there was.

Uh-huh. But tell me, would you use that knife again?

In a heartbeat.

Thought so. You never learn.

Nope.

How about Vicious? Was he a 'knife' too?

You love tormenting me don't you?

Yes.

Well, you can stop now,

Why should I?

Because I said so.

Well I-

"Spike-person!" Ed yelled with a flying leap onto my stomach.

"D***it Ed! Are you trying to kill me?!"

"Nooo! Ed want's Spike-person to live forever and ever and ever! Ed just wanted-"

She babbled on about something or other. Hey, at least it's drowning out me.

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