The Vengeance on Faye Valentine

By Fantasy Cat

Disclaimer: I own Sam and that's all ya need to know.

Chapter Seven: A Strange Confession

"It's Faye. I think she's having the baby," said Spike.

"But it's too early," said Sam.

"Well, who's gonna deliver it," said Jet.

"I ain't gonna do it," argued Spike.

"I'm not gonna waste my time looking through a woman's…"

"That's because you never had…" joked Spike. Jet started getting mad. Both had refused to go in there where Faye was unleashing hell. She could be heard screaming. "SHUT UP AND HELP ME!"

The two argued for five more minutes and then they heard a scream of "I'LL DELIVER IT!" The two turned to Sam in shocked. Sam could no longer handle the arguing and started out. He ignored Jet telling him that houseguests don't deserve to go through such misery, he didn't care though. The entire ship was full of stress…well, not entirely.

"Can Ed help?" she said looking up to Sam.

"Sure," he said. "We could use a woman's touch."

"WOMAN?!" Jet and Spike said in shock.

Sam entered the room, followed by Ed carrying some towels. "Let's do Jet a favor and not get his sheets dirty."

"Righty-O," said Ed.

"Sam, you're the last person I expect to be doing this," said Faye through her labor pains.

"Well, you saved my butt too many times back at the Syndicate. I thought it was time I payback the favor. Plus, Ed's here to help."

"What joy," said a sarcastic Faye.

Jet, Spike, and Ein sat in her respective spot looking bored and hiding their anxious faces through their cigarettes (not Ein though). Ein whined by Faye's door. Then a scream could be heard, but it was not one they were expecting.

"EUGH GOD!!!" screamed throughout the ship.

"I told him," said Jet. Then the more anticipated cries of a baby were heard and Jet and Spike flew out of their seats.

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Faye looked through the glass. This would be her last time with her son and not one person knew what to say to her. They knew this could be a devastating moment for her. Spike and Jet went away to smoke. Ed and Ein ran off someplace and Sam pressed his nose up to the window to entertain the babies on the other side, but none were amused.

"Impressive," said Faye standing sadly next to him. "If our personalities had switched, I would have no problem with keeping him."

"It's not in the personality or the experience," said Sam. "Your son may never know what you are doing is the most unselfish act of love for any mother in your position." Faye turned to Sam to draw a smile of thanks. But Sam was no longer smiling for some reason. Sam noticed what Faye was seeing.

"Faye…there's something I got to say. I mean, I have to tell someone from the Bebop and I know I can trust you."

"Trust me…why? What is it?"

"Faye, you won't believe me when I tell you this but…"

"Yes…" said the anxious Faye.

"I'm…I'm Edward's mother."

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