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Jet glanced at Faye through his rare view mirror as he drove the Bebop crew home.
Faye sat by the window. She seemed to be amazed by the thousands of stars among them.
We'll be there soon Faye, Jet said comfortingly.

Spike, show her to her room while I cook dinner please, Jet said as he entered the kitchen.
Spike lifted Faye's suitcases and motioned for Faye to follow him.
He paused at the white door.
This is it, he said as he opened the door.
Faye entered the room cautiously.
It's your so do whatever you want to it, Spike said as he placed the suitcases by the door and left.
Faye sighed as she stared at the room.
It's almost as empty as my heart is, she said aloud to no one on particular.
She sat on the corner of the twin sized bed and looked at the walls. They were white, and very bare.
There wasn't much to look at, just a bed, a drawer, and a closet.
She walked over to the wooden drawer and looked in each compartment.
I must have been very organized, Faye said. There was a compartment for everything, undergarments, shirt, pants, pajama's, and everything was neatly folded. She unfolded a yellow outfit.
This couldn't have been mine! she said, horrified by what she saw. It was a baby sized shirt without sleeves, and a very short pair of shorts with straps.
She was equally horrified when she examined her other articles of clothings, for each one was equally revealing.
Then she refolded everything and put them back.

Hey Spike, how do you think she'll settle in? Jet asked as he sliced his artificial peppers.
I dunno... Spike answered. Then he thought about the look on her face when she said I don't know who I am, can you tell me?
Hey, dinner's ready can you call Faye for me Ed? Jet called.
Yes yes, Ed said as she jumped from the couch and raced to Faye's door.
Faye Faye? Ed called as she knocked on the door.
Faye answered after a moments silence, she wasn't used to her name yet.
Jet-Jet says that dinner's ready! she said.
Okay, I'll be out in a moment, Faye said frantically. he couldn't find anything appropriate to wear.


Didn't you see you're drawers? They're filled with more than enough clothes, Spike said without looking up from his plate.
Faye blushed madly, she was still in her hospital gown.
I couldn't find.... anything... um... well... there was nothing of my liking, Faye said, she kept her eyes glued to her glass. She could feel her cheeks burning.
Nothing of your liking? Spike asked curiously as he pushed what was left of his food to one side of the plate.
Um, I think that I may have outgrown them or something, Faye said. In her mind she was wishing herself away. She was sure that Spike was doing this on purpose.
How so? You've only been in the hospital for four months, Spike said matter of factly.
Faye bit the inside of her lip until it bled. She felt like an outsider. She felt as if she was on the outside looking in.
He doesn't want me here, she thought to herself.
Hey Spike, lay off, Jet said warningly.
Spike responded by leaving the table.
Faye watched him as he went to his room and shut the door behind him.
Don't worry about him okay? He's always like that you know, moody and all, Jet reassuringly.
Faye looked up and smiled at him.

Later that night Faye just couldn't seem to get any sleep. The bed was just very uncomfortable.
After hours of twisting and turning she decided to take a walk around the ship, she was sure that nobody would mind.
The first place that she headed to was the living room.
She walked to the couch without making a sound and sat down. Some how it was comforting to sit in the dark.
She then noticed the large window behind her and decided to watch the stars.
There are so many of them... she said aloud, thinking no one would hear her.
So, you couldn't fall asleep either huh? a voice said.
She jumped, although the voice was vaguely familiar.
Who's there? she called, turning about, but still seeing nothing. She silently wished that she turned on the lights.
It's just me, no need to panic, the voice answered.
She knew the voice, but she couldn't place the name.
It's Spike, he answered as he turned on the table lamp.
Oh, you frightened me, Faye said with a nervous smile. Being alone with Spike unnerved her.
Something on your mind? Spike asked from his seat across the room.
I guess you could say that, Faye answered as she turned back to the window.
It took Spike a while to respond, he was too busy staring at her form lit by the moon. The light from the moon made her body seem as if it glowed.
There's so much I don't understand, Faye said as she took a seat on the couch.
He watched her as she ran a hand through her hair.
I mean, how did I come to live here? Do I have any family? Faye said. There are too many questions.
I'm sorry, Faye said after a moment of silence. I know I'm a burden.
Nobody said you were, Spike said.
I know, but it's obvious. I have nothing to offer... I'm useless, Faye told him as a lone tear ran down her pale cheek.
That's not true, Spike told her. He had to fight the urge to hold her in his arms.
she asked.
Yeah. Um, I'm sorry about before. I was acting like a real jerk. I give you permission to slap me next time I get out of hand okay? Spike said as he rose from his seat.
It's late cowgirl, you should try to get some sleep okay? he said as he headed to his bedroom.








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