A/N~ Lookin' through my cd's...Hmmm...I think I might have found something...And the song for this chapter is...Lifehouse's Unknown.
Disclaimer: Let's see. To my knowledge, I do not own Cowboy Bebop or am a member of Lifehouse. Therefore, I do not own anything to do with either of them.
~Dove~
///...Okay, 3, 2, 1, Let's Jam!...///
Chapter Five: Card Shuffle
There was dust and it made her cough, but to tell the truth it didn't bug her much.
///...This doubt is screaming in my face
In this familiar place
Sheltered and concealed
And if this night won't let me rest
Don't let me second guess
What I know to be real...///
She wanted a clue as to what this place was, as she stood there with nothing but a flashlight she'd found underneath the seat of her Redtail, but all she saw were walls of white with spider webs, and a single staircase leading upwards. Across from her was two doors, one slightly open, as if it had been kicked in. The darkness behind it seemed threatening and unpleasant.
"Eww," she muttered, wiping a spider web off her shoulder as she made her way to the staircase. And what was beyond these stairs?
///...Put away all I know for tonight
And maybe I just might
Learn to let it go
Take my security from me
And maybe finally I won't
Have to know everything...///
A long hall...Left or right? Both looked gloomy and...Shaking her head slightly, Faye lit another cigarette and pulled out her gun. "Left," she said aloud, as if it would protect her from the darkness in the walls, as if it showed her she was real.
There was something about this house...
Chewing on her bottom lip, Faye reached out a pale hand and turned the nob on the first door in sight, gently pushing it open and reaching out against the wall to flip on the lights.
The electricity flickered before springing to life and gracing the room with an artificial glow.
There was a bed in the corner, and Faye was surprised to find that there were still sheets on it, rumpled and covered in a light layer of dust, as if someone had left it in a hurry and never returned to make it.
There was a deck of cards on a desk in the corner, the pile incomplete, as if someone had touched them with the tip of a finger and sent them fluttering across the desk and unto the floor.
She clicked off her flashlight, suddenly remembering that she held it, and took the time to place it on the dust covered floor.
///...I am falling into grace
To the unknown
To where you are
And faith makes everybody scared
it's the unknown, the don't-know
That keeps me hanging on to you...///
A shiver went up her spine, a feeling she couldn't place. With quick strides, she walked over to the closet and flung open the doors, only to find a jacket on a hanger, small enough to fit a small boy. There was nothing else but a few moths, and dead insects.
It felt almost wrong to be there, in that room, almost as if...
...It reminded her of being in Spike's room, on the Bebop...
A sudden thought occurred to her that sent her fleeing back to the hallway...
What if it was Spike's room?
What if...
Foolish, to think that. Foolish to think that Spike's parent's had been rich enough to live on this street, in a five-story house, and him with a room three times the size as the one she'd had as a child.
But what if?
No, she told herself, and shoved the thoughts away. Her feet took her back inside the room long enough to retrieve the flashlight, and open a desk drawer, her fingers grasping a card.
She read it in the hallway with the dim glow of her flashlight, not wanting to be in that room a second longer, even if it wasn't his...
The front of the card had a spaceship on it, flying through smiling stars, the words Happy Birthday written on the wings of the ship, and Faye giggled slightly, realizing she held an old-fashioned birthday card on in her hands. She opened it slowly, afraid it would deteriorate in her grasp, noticing how faded it looked.
Happy Sixth Birthday William!
And remember,
That I love you,
Mom
So it wasn't Spike's room after all. She felt oddly disappointed, but all the same, stuck the card in her pocket and headed down the hallway. Her exploring wasn't finished yet.
///...I got nothing to defend
I cannot pretend that everything
Makes sense
But does it really matter now if
I do not know how to figure this thing out...///
A voice sent her flying against the wall, heart beating at an increased rate as she tried to slow her breathing. The shadow of the person flickered across the wall, jumping as the person strode closer.
"Faye-Faye?"
"For the love of cards, Ed, don't do that!"
"Ehhh? Sorrrrrrry! Didja find what you were looking-booking for?"
Faye choose not to answer that, and got back to her feet, "Come on Ed, let's look through a couple more rooms."
"Wheeeeee!"
"Hey! Come back here!"
Following the insane hacker into a random room, Faye had a sudden sense of uneasiness as she stared at the walls. There was something different about this one...
There was a king size bed in the center of the room, and a door in the corner, which Faye supposed lead to the bathroom. Edward was hoping up and down on the dust covered bed, sending tiny particles of dirt flying everywhere.
Coughing, Faye forced out, "Edward!"
Ed giggled and nose dived off the bed, rolling about on the floor.
Faye made her way over to the dresser, stared down at the jewelry boxes that had obviously been owned by a very rich lady, and looked over her shoulder at Ed. "Finders keepers, right?"
"Finding creepers? Bwahaha! Trick or treat!"
"...Yeah..."
Returning her gaze to the boxes, Faye gently went through the jewelry, surprised at the amount of quality gems in the rings and necklaces. "Wow," she whistled as she dumped the whole lot in to her pockets.
Edward's face popped up next to her arm, "Anything for Ed-Ed?"
Well, not really, but..."Yeahhh...You can have this..." It was the ugliest looking piece anyway. But with my luck it'll turn out to be worth a billion woulongs.
Ed smiled insanely at her flower necklace and flung it around her neck before doing cartwheels across the room.
It was then that Faye noticed something out of the corner of her eye, lying on the floor as if it had been thrown there, "What's this?" Bending down she picked it up and rubbed it against her shirt. Lifting it up higher, she shined the flashlight on it.
"A wedding ring?" Looking at the inside of the band she read, "Eternal Love, Katherine and David Spiegel."
Her heart stopped.
"Spiegel!?"
///...I am against myself again
Trying to fit these pieces in
Walking on a cloud of dust to get to you...///
A/N~ Faye's pockets are endless pits. She can put anything and everything in them. Weird, her shorts are so short, and yet...On another note, the next chapter is much, much longer, making up for this chapter's shortness.
Responses:
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