Sanity

Chapter 3

By: Rachel*

Rated: PG-13

Genre: Romance/Suspense (Have fun shouting at other people who put gender too LoL^_~)

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Web Address: www.Spike-Faye-Shrine.cjb.net

Chapter three is where the fun begins…well, action at least. ^-^ I think you'll all like this one too, well; it's definitely different from other Bebop fics I think! Tell me what you think will and should happen by reviewing! I want your opinions on Spike's reaction when he becomes conscious (no I didn't ruin the chapter by just saying that…) R&R

Disclaimer: Bebop does not belong to me.

          She listened as the door clicked shut behind her. She turned; there was a bright light flowing in through the windows. Faye pulled down the shade. Her hands were shaking, along with her entire body. He was right there, waiting for her, waiting for anyone to take him out of this place. She staggered over to a chair and dragged it to the foot of his bed. Sitting down Faye held her head in her hands and stared over at his figure. A tube was attached to his stomach filled with a liquefied food. Two needles were in his arm, one to help him rest, and the other to keep him hydrated. Wires came from all directions, heart rate, and brain monitor… "Spike," Faye sighed. She stood and moved to the side of the bed with the chair. He blinked. "Spike, it's me, Faye." She bit down and reached out for his hand. Being careful not to hurt him she pulled his hand over and squeezed it. "Hey there," She couldn't believe he was right there in front of him it was like a dream. She felt a wave of relief wash over her, his hand was warm. "I don't know if you can hear me or not, but I'm here Spike, I'm not leaving this place without you, so hurry up and wake up for me, okay?" She leaned forward and laid her head on the side of the bed letting her fingers trace along his dry, chapped lips.

          Her eyes closed tightly as tears trailed steadily down her left cheek. She pulled away and kissed his hand gently.

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          "Spike…" He stood in a dark room, no light whatsoever. Darkness consumed him. "Spike, it's me…" Me who? He stumbled and tripped falling onto his knees. "Faye." His eyes widened. That name, it was so familiar…

          He looked up and found a chair with a television. He took a seat and stared at it, there was nothing better to do in the darkness, right? Images began to show up, who was that?

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          She ran out of the bathroom and crashed into Spike. "Watch it!" He growled. The girl was beautiful, tall and thin with violet locks. Water dripped to the ground from her wet violet hair. She stumbled backwards, and peered up at him, her eyes wide and horror stricken. Her lips moved but nothing came out. She tried again, still nothing. "What?" Spike asked again shaking his head, and shrugging his shoulders.

          She looked down and took a deep breath before looking back up. "I'm sorry." She quickly stated and ran hurriedly to her room nearly slipping on the metal floor with her wet feet.

          Spike arched an eyebrow up at her. "You're what?"

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          A man came at him with a long sword as he fired a gun at him. They clashed together and both men ended up with the other weapon. Spike's breath came in harsh, he was having problems focusing, and everything ached. "Julia is dead." He snarled at the man with silver hair, and gray-blue eyes. "Let's end this now." His eyes stung as blood trickled into it from a wound in his head; a shattered piece of glass was it?

          "As you wish…" He breathed, and prepared to pass Spike back his gun. Spike did the same with his opponent's sword. They waited as the breeze picked up and in a split second had passed weapons, stood, and stuck at on another. Spike watched as the bullet shot through the man's heart, while the sharp pain of the blade cut into his leg.

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          "Vicious…" He whispered. "Faye?" he called out her name, it was her talking. "Faye, where are you?" His voice grew in volume, the chair and television both disappeared at the same time, Spike fell to the ground with a thud. He growled and tightened his fists. "Faye!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.

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          Faye sat up as his hand tightened around hers. "Spike?" she smiled and whipped the tears away. Standing she looked over at him. His eyes were closed, and his lips moved briefly. "That's it Spike, come back to me…" She whispered and ran her fingers through his green locks.

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          "That's it…" He heard whispered from above him. He stared up, nothing was there. Frustrated he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He felt someone running their hand over his face. His teeth gritted and he lashed out griping whatever he could and holding it firmly.

          "Faye!" He shouted again.

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          Spike's eyes widened and he lurched forward. "Faye!" He shouted and knocked heads with her. He blindly gripped onto her. He grabbed her neck and squeezed firmly, and shouted out.

          Faye was in shock, and screamed trying to free herself from his grip on her neck, he was hurting her, and she couldn't breathe. "Spike," she chocked. "It's me, let go—" She gritted her teeth as she saw his IV tear out of his arm, a steady stream of blood streaming onto the sheets. "It hurts…" She clawed at his hands with her nails, and pushed away with her legs, but he only gripped tighter.

          "No…" He growled, and struggled to breathe while sitting up. "No!" He screamed again.

          A nurse walked by and looked in. Not expecting any change she looked away. Blinking, she quickly looked back as Faye screamed out in pain. "Oh my lord… Mary, Mary help me! It's the man in room six, he's strangling a girl!" She burst into the room, as Faye was flailing her arms about, tears poured from her cheeks.

          The other nurse ran in behind and hurriedly grabbed one of Spike's hands while the other nurse grabbed the other. With their help Faye fell backwards coughing, and crying in pain.

          Spike's arms fell at his side and he looked around, as he snapped back to reality. He stared down at the tube in his stomach, and grimaced in disgust, to his left was a needle in his arm, with a device that would check his pulse. To his right was a bloody arm, and the needle lied next to it, dripping onto the sheets. He looked over at the two nurses that were checking on a girl who was struggling to breath, and was crying in pain. "Where am I?" He whispered. He narrowed his eyes; his voice seemed foreign, scratchy, and painful.

          "Spike, Spike…" Faye tried to push the one nurses away so she could see him, but all the nurse did was shove her back down, while the other was shouting asking why she was in here, and if she was all right.

          Spike turned, and tried to stand, but shouted out in pain and fell back. "Mr. Spiegel, lay back down!" They both shouted and dragged Faye to her feet.

          "Faye, is that you?" He coughed, his eyes warmed as he met the familiar green orbs. Tears were streaked across her face, and red finger marks was clearly visible on her neck. His eyes widened when he noticed what he had down. "Faye…"

          She tried to pull away, but the nurse's had a death grip on her. "Spike," Faye shouted, struggling to get loose from their hold.

          "Damn it let her go!" He shouted, the nurse's rolled their eyes as they dragged Faye from the room, she screamed, and fought with all her might.

          Faye growled, and managed to get free. Falling to her knees she jumped up, knocking a nurse to the ground, she ran back into Spike's room, and shut the door, locking it. The nurse's pounded on the door, and shouted, before all fell silent and they ran to get help. She slid down the door and coughed some more, and held her neck in pain. Her breathing was harsh, and it hurt when she swallowed. She peered over at Spike as he stared at her in shock.

          "Hey…" She grimaced.

          A wave of guilt washed over him. "Faye, I…" Faye held out her hands and shook her head. Spike stopped and waited for her to speak.

          She stood and carefully walked over and stared at him. The blood continued to stream down his arm. She grimaced, and covered it with the sheet. He flinched. "Don't be a baby…" She muttered. Her hands were shaking. Spike took hold of her hand and pulled it away with a forceful, yet gentle grip.

          "I'm sorry about—"

          "Don't Spike, you weren't even coherent enough to know what you were doing." She bit down on her lower lip and looked up his eyes and moved closer.

          Spike watched in amazement as her fingers traced around his face, and brushed along his lips. Soon she was in the chair again running her fingers through his hair. Spike let out a sigh and relaxed, they both knew the people would be back in the room soon, and figured they'd get absorbed into the moment while it lasted. "Where are we?" He yawned still keeping his eyes shut.

          Faye took a quick inhale of breath. What was she going to say to him, that they were both in the loony bin? "A hospital…" Faye nodded her head as she gritted her teeth and forced a smile on her red lips.

          "Why are you in here too, Faye?" Spike's eyes slid open and noted they were both wearing hospital garments.

          Faye wished he was a little less observant. "Oh," Faye coughed. "An anger problem…" She quickly muttered under her breath.

          Spike stared at her blankly before smiling. "That's a good one Faye." He let out a small laugh, and soon relaxed again as she impulsively began to rub his shoulders. He sighed, and smiled in content nodding his head. "Seriously though, why are you in here too?" He flinched as his stomach tube pulled.

          She pulled away and sat in her chair. The nurse's were back with help. Faye glanced over as they glared at her and stared wide-eyed at Spike. Faye sighed. "Supposedly for anger problems…Jet got me in here with a fake file, it's my first day here to, I didn't think I'd find you so soon. We're not in a regular hospital Spike, it's a psychiatric hospital. You were in a catatonic state for the past few weeks or so, until you recognized my voice, and woke up." Faye coughed again rubbing her throat. "The syndicate is keeping you in here, I tried to get you out, but they wouldn't hear of it the second after I said your name—" The door swung open. "I had to see you Spike, we'll get out together!" She shouted as they grabbed her and dragged her out.

          Spike's eyes narrowed. "Let her go! I'm fine! I order you to let her go!" Spike bellowed. They stopped and looked at him with weary eyes.

          Spike suddenly knew Faye was right. The nurse's were fully aware of whom Spike was and that he was the soul power of the Red Dragons now that he was awake. They bowed their heads and ignored his words. Spike's eyes narrowed. "I said let her go!" Spike shouted two women and a man held Spike down as they injected him with a liquid. "What is that? Faye no," he flinched. "Let me talk to her!" His breathing swallowed and he soon feel into a deep sleep. "Faye…" He whispered as his eyes fluttered shut.

          Faye screamed, and when she got a hand free hit one of the nurse's across the face. They only hit her back and dragged her into the elevators. "Tell, Dr. Kiga now!"

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          She walked into Jack's office ready to eat her lunch when the intercom turned on. "Dr. Kiga, and Mr. Renelds, Faye was lashing about, and Spike is awake… He tried to strangle her when he woke up, they clearly know each other—"

          "I'll be right there!" Kate snapped, and jogged out of the room.

          Jack's eyes narrowed and he let out a snarl of disgust. "Did you give him the drug as I ordered you too?"

          "Y-yes sir," the woman stammered. "When she we administer it next?"

          "That'll be enough…he'll be groggy, and aware of what's around him, he just won't react…" Jack chuckled. "Tomorrow at the same time will do just fine nurse. You may go now." He heard her hang up the intercom. "So the wench pulled it off…" He grimaced. "We'll have to keep watch of her." He mused exiting the room as Dr. Kiga guided the nurse's into Faye's room.

          "Yes Faye, I know…but he's sick, here this will help you sleep." She readied a needle and rolled up Faye's sleeve. It helped that they were short-sleeved, partly because it was just the fall, and they weren't ready to bring out the winter clothes.

          Faye's face wrinkled together like a prune as she fought and fought. "No, no, don't I'm fine!" She screeched, but it was too late. She had stuck the needle into her arm and Faye's eyes soon began to sag until she passed out in the arms of her enemies.

          Kate frowned. "I'm sorry Jack, Spike's your patient too, I let her see him because she recognized him from another hospital, I thought she might be able to help you out—"

          "Another, hospital," he nodded. "Yes, that must be where she's seen him before…" His eyes narrowed and it all became clear. Faye wasn't sick; she was in here to get Spike out. 'I won't allow that Miss. Valentine.' He looked over at Kate who had her head cocked to one side a barely visible grin on her lips. "Well, how about that lunch?" he sighed, and stuck his hands into his pockets. Too bad Kate still didn't know Jack wasn't a shrink yet.

HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! *_* They found each other! ::sparkle-sparkle::