Spike set foot upon the Bebop, wondering if he was still welcome. "Well. So much for the 100,000,000 woolong bounty head," Spike yelled into the ship. Walking to where the couches were, Spike sat down pulling his head phones off the armrest. He heard faint footsteps in the distance, the sound of high heels. "Spike?" "Is that you, Spike?" Faye walked into the small living room type thing, then Jet, then the grinning Ed. "Lunk-head is back!" Edward said while swiveling back and forth. Jet said softly, "I didn't think you would come back, Spike. We honestly thought you were dead." Spike laughed, "How nice. I come back with a bloody body and a bruised brain, and this is what I get for getting us the bounty head?" Faye looked at Spike. "Which one? There are at least twelve." "Spike-person? Do you mean that ugly guy with the big nose and long hair?" Ed asked. Spike nodded, then shook his head at Ed's description. "Wait. A bruised brain?" Jet looked confused while asking. Spike looked up, and said, "Yes. I was battered up, and my brain hurts." Jet laughed and said, "I told you that you shouldn't have just walked out. That' what happens." Jet then walked out of the room continuing, "I'm making dinner." Faye looked back, looked at Spike, then raced after Jet saying, "What're you up to? It's not even dinnertime!"

-About thirteen hours later- Spike was riding in his ship when Faye rang up. "Spike! On the radar there are some signals coming in! Look out, not many people venture out this far in spa-" She was then cut off, the small screen turning black. Turning on his own radars, Spike saw what Faye was talking about. Abruptly he turned around, to see two approaching ships. Then, on the screen there was a signal. The screen said "unknown" on it. So Spike pushed "Open". He regretted it, though. On the screen was Vicious. Spike mumbled, "I thought I killed you." Vicious heard nothing, though. Spike was glaring at the screen, about to turn off the screen. Vicious said, "Prepare for death, Spike. You live no more." Spike grinned at the thought of battle, and said in a hateful voice, "Right back atcha." Suddenly swerving downward, Spike turned on the heat seeker missiles, while one of Vicious' missiles almost hit him. Aiming, he shot the heat seekers.

He had won.

(A/N: Vincent has not yet come in, so do not be too angry with me. Sank you!)