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"I was wondering when the hell you two would get home," Jet demanded when Spike and Faye waltzed through the front door. "You couldn't even call! Did you have any idea how worried I was aout you two?"
"I'm sorry for staying out so late grandpa," Spike replied lazily as he popped a bottle of beer out from the fridge and sat on the couch to watch the newest episode of Big Shot.
"Don't call me grandpa!" Jet snapped. "Faye, are you alright? I trust that Spike was on his best behavior!"
"Yes, he was," she said, casting Spike a short glance.
"Good. Well dinner will be ready in a few minutes," Jet announced as he headed back to the kitchen.
"Okay, I'll go freshen up," Faye told him as she walked off in the opposite direction.
When Spike's bottle was finished he walked into the kitchen so he could talk with Jet.
"I told her everything," Spike said quietly as he took a seat at the table.
"You what!" Jet exclaimed, dropping is spatula.
"She foound her diary and she read it. She wanted the entire truth from me... and I just couldn't keep lying to her!" Spike told him.
"How did she deal with it?" Jet asked, running a frustrated hand through his short black hair.
"Alright, she's kinda pissed at me though," he answered.
"No kidding," Jet told him.
"Is din din done done yet?" Ed piped up from the hallway.
"Yeah it is, go call Faye for me," Jet requested.
"Okidokers Mr. Pokers," Ed replied loudly in her usual sing songy voice.
"Promise me that you wont try to persue another relationship with her," Jet told Spike sternly as he began to set the table.
"What?" Spike replied, clearly suprised by Jet's request.
"If you really love her leave her be. Julia would only come at her faster if she thinks that something is going on with you two. Faye and Ed are like daughters to me. I couldn't stand seeing her in the hospital again," Jet said.
Spike didn't answer. He knew that what Jet said was true, but it was extremely hard to distance himself from someone he loved so much.
Dinner was quieter than usual. Jet was a little unnerved because Spike haden't made him any promises.
That night Faye couldn't sleep. She kept having strange dreams about her being in the hospital. She'd lay in her bed motionless while Spike would sit at her bedside. Sometimes he'd cry silently, other times he'd beg her to wake up, and at others he'd tell her about how things were doing on the bebop and how much he missed and loved her. The last time she woke up there were many tear stains on the pillow.
When she couldn't take any more she got up and decided to sit on the deck. For some reason everytime she thought of Spike her heart would ache. His dreamy two tone eyes made her swoon, his strong arms turned her legs to jelly. Could she possibly be in love with him? She hoped not, because she too was afraid of Julia's wrath.
After thirty minutes of aimless thinking she decided that she really was in love with him.
"I wonder what it is?" she asked herself with a loopy smile.
"What what is?" a familiar voice asked her from behind.
She jumped up.
"Oh, it's only you. You nearly gave me a heart attack Spike. Don't sneak up on m like that!" she snapped with her hand on her heart. She suddenly felt self concious in her long t-shirt and short shirts. All her scars haden't healed yet.
"You shouldn't go out ont he deck by yourself at night," he told her.
"I know," she said with an uncharacteristic smile.
"What were you thinking about?" her asked her.
"A couple of things," she said vaguely.
"Anything you'd like to share with me?" he prodded.
She smiled faintly. "Yes, but I'm not ready quiete yet," she told him playfully, knowing that he would poke and prod until she told him.
"Oh really?" Spike asked stuffing his hands in the poket of his torquise terry robe, all he wore underneath was a undershirt and black silky boxers.
"Uh huh," Faye saud coyly.
"You couldn't sleep huh?" he asked comming to stand next to her.
"Nope, I kept having these really strange dreams. I was in this hospital and I was unconcious," sh epaused for a moment, trying to remember the details. "You'd sit at my bed side for four straight hours everyday. Sometimes you'd be crying and stuff, and at others you'd say really sweet things," Faye admitted. "Pretty freaky huh?"
Spike stared at her, obviously stunned.
He responded by giving her a very sentimental kiss on the forhead.
"What was that for?" she asked him, her voice bearly above a whisper.
"You remember," he said happily, taking both her hands in his.
"You mean you really did that!?" she exclaimed.
"Yeah," he told her. He kissed her again. "You're incredible!"
"I love you Spike," she blurted.
"I love you too," Spike said, before he knew it.
Bravely, she leaned up to kiss him on the lips
He moaned softly as she parted his lips, and gladly responded. Her hands began to roam his torso. Spike pulled her as close to him as possible and began leading her to his bedroom.
"What are you doing Spike?" she asked as he began to lay her down on his bed.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't know what I was..." his rambling was cut short by Faye's perfectly manicured finger.
"It's okay... I'm ready Spike. I'm in love with you," Faye said confidently.
"I love you too Julia," Spike said leaning in to kiss her again.
Some how Faye rolled out from underneath him and got to her feet.
"What did you just call me?" she asked him.
"Faye, I called you Faye," Spike said, trying to convince himself that it was true.
"No you didn't Spike. You called me Julia!" she said, her voice breaking.
"I'm really sorry. I swear that I didnt mean it," Spike said, trying to keep her from getting angrier.
"You lier! How could you do this to me?" she cried.
"Look, it just slipped out. It meant nothing," Spike assured her.
"Nothing my ass. I'm so stupid..." she said. "I was a fool to think you could ever love anyone else but your beloved Julia."
Tears were running down her cheeks like crazy now.
"I didn't lie, I really do love you," Spike said, taking her arm.
"Say that to someone who actually beleives you," she seethed stomping out of the room and slamming the door behind her.
Spike sighed as the door shut and listened to her stomp down the hall.
Authors Note: I'd like to thank everyone for reviewing my story. If you like Mars fan fiction then please review my other story (you can find it by reading my profile). Don't worry, Spike and Faye will be together once more... but not before Julia intervenes. Mwa ha ha ha, well if you've gotten this far please review. It isn't that hard and it makes me feel very very very happy.
"I was wondering when the hell you two would get home," Jet demanded when Spike and Faye waltzed through the front door. "You couldn't even call! Did you have any idea how worried I was aout you two?"
"I'm sorry for staying out so late grandpa," Spike replied lazily as he popped a bottle of beer out from the fridge and sat on the couch to watch the newest episode of Big Shot.
"Don't call me grandpa!" Jet snapped. "Faye, are you alright? I trust that Spike was on his best behavior!"
"Yes, he was," she said, casting Spike a short glance.
"Good. Well dinner will be ready in a few minutes," Jet announced as he headed back to the kitchen.
"Okay, I'll go freshen up," Faye told him as she walked off in the opposite direction.
When Spike's bottle was finished he walked into the kitchen so he could talk with Jet.
"I told her everything," Spike said quietly as he took a seat at the table.
"You what!" Jet exclaimed, dropping is spatula.
"She foound her diary and she read it. She wanted the entire truth from me... and I just couldn't keep lying to her!" Spike told him.
"How did she deal with it?" Jet asked, running a frustrated hand through his short black hair.
"Alright, she's kinda pissed at me though," he answered.
"No kidding," Jet told him.
"Is din din done done yet?" Ed piped up from the hallway.
"Yeah it is, go call Faye for me," Jet requested.
"Okidokers Mr. Pokers," Ed replied loudly in her usual sing songy voice.
"Promise me that you wont try to persue another relationship with her," Jet told Spike sternly as he began to set the table.
"What?" Spike replied, clearly suprised by Jet's request.
"If you really love her leave her be. Julia would only come at her faster if she thinks that something is going on with you two. Faye and Ed are like daughters to me. I couldn't stand seeing her in the hospital again," Jet said.
Spike didn't answer. He knew that what Jet said was true, but it was extremely hard to distance himself from someone he loved so much.
Dinner was quieter than usual. Jet was a little unnerved because Spike haden't made him any promises.
That night Faye couldn't sleep. She kept having strange dreams about her being in the hospital. She'd lay in her bed motionless while Spike would sit at her bedside. Sometimes he'd cry silently, other times he'd beg her to wake up, and at others he'd tell her about how things were doing on the bebop and how much he missed and loved her. The last time she woke up there were many tear stains on the pillow.
When she couldn't take any more she got up and decided to sit on the deck. For some reason everytime she thought of Spike her heart would ache. His dreamy two tone eyes made her swoon, his strong arms turned her legs to jelly. Could she possibly be in love with him? She hoped not, because she too was afraid of Julia's wrath.
After thirty minutes of aimless thinking she decided that she really was in love with him.
"I wonder what it is?" she asked herself with a loopy smile.
"What what is?" a familiar voice asked her from behind.
She jumped up.
"Oh, it's only you. You nearly gave me a heart attack Spike. Don't sneak up on m like that!" she snapped with her hand on her heart. She suddenly felt self concious in her long t-shirt and short shirts. All her scars haden't healed yet.
"You shouldn't go out ont he deck by yourself at night," he told her.
"I know," she said with an uncharacteristic smile.
"What were you thinking about?" her asked her.
"A couple of things," she said vaguely.
"Anything you'd like to share with me?" he prodded.
She smiled faintly. "Yes, but I'm not ready quiete yet," she told him playfully, knowing that he would poke and prod until she told him.
"Oh really?" Spike asked stuffing his hands in the poket of his torquise terry robe, all he wore underneath was a undershirt and black silky boxers.
"Uh huh," Faye saud coyly.
"You couldn't sleep huh?" he asked comming to stand next to her.
"Nope, I kept having these really strange dreams. I was in this hospital and I was unconcious," sh epaused for a moment, trying to remember the details. "You'd sit at my bed side for four straight hours everyday. Sometimes you'd be crying and stuff, and at others you'd say really sweet things," Faye admitted. "Pretty freaky huh?"
Spike stared at her, obviously stunned.
He responded by giving her a very sentimental kiss on the forhead.
"What was that for?" she asked him, her voice bearly above a whisper.
"You remember," he said happily, taking both her hands in his.
"You mean you really did that!?" she exclaimed.
"Yeah," he told her. He kissed her again. "You're incredible!"
"I love you Spike," she blurted.
"I love you too," Spike said, before he knew it.
Bravely, she leaned up to kiss him on the lips
He moaned softly as she parted his lips, and gladly responded. Her hands began to roam his torso. Spike pulled her as close to him as possible and began leading her to his bedroom.
"What are you doing Spike?" she asked as he began to lay her down on his bed.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't know what I was..." his rambling was cut short by Faye's perfectly manicured finger.
"It's okay... I'm ready Spike. I'm in love with you," Faye said confidently.
"I love you too Julia," Spike said leaning in to kiss her again.
Some how Faye rolled out from underneath him and got to her feet.
"What did you just call me?" she asked him.
"Faye, I called you Faye," Spike said, trying to convince himself that it was true.
"No you didn't Spike. You called me Julia!" she said, her voice breaking.
"I'm really sorry. I swear that I didnt mean it," Spike said, trying to keep her from getting angrier.
"You lier! How could you do this to me?" she cried.
"Look, it just slipped out. It meant nothing," Spike assured her.
"Nothing my ass. I'm so stupid..." she said. "I was a fool to think you could ever love anyone else but your beloved Julia."
Tears were running down her cheeks like crazy now.
"I didn't lie, I really do love you," Spike said, taking her arm.
"Say that to someone who actually beleives you," she seethed stomping out of the room and slamming the door behind her.
Spike sighed as the door shut and listened to her stomp down the hall.
Authors Note: I'd like to thank everyone for reviewing my story. If you like Mars fan fiction then please review my other story (you can find it by reading my profile). Don't worry, Spike and Faye will be together once more... but not before Julia intervenes. Mwa ha ha ha, well if you've gotten this far please review. It isn't that hard and it makes me feel very very very happy.