Sanity

Chapter 7

By: Rachel*

Rated: PG-13

Genre: Romance/Suspense

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          Faye woke up to find the darkness still enveloping them. Sighing she snuggled into his arms and looked up meeting his sleeping face. Smiling, she leaned up and kissed him on the forehead before getting up and walking into the bathroom. She stood at the mirror and looked at reflection. Yawning, Faye fixed up her hair a bit before walking over to the shower and starting to run the hot water.


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Gunfire rang throughout his mind. Scattered images of the past screamed by him. Images of Julia, Vicious, the syndicate, even his parent's death…

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"Mommy?" he whimpered. Spike was only six years old. "Mommy, wake up, it's morning." He had his thumb stuck in his mouth and a pair of dinosaur pajamas on. "Daddy, why won't mommy wake up?" he walked over to his father's side of the bed.


"Spike," a voice spoke from behind him. Spike jumped and turned around to meet the face of a tall man with dark hair, who was dressed in black. "Come with me Spike, they're in a deep sleep. They can't take care of you anymore." Spike whimpered as the man picked him up.


Spike turned. "They're all red." He mumbled. The man's face darkened. "It'll be alright, they told me to take care of you."


Lies, and more lies, he knew it wasn't true by the time he'd turned eight years old, when he met Vicious for the first time. He'd gone through the same ordeal, maybe that's why they'd formed a friendship to begin with.

          The man had killed them; their bodies were covered in blood. Those images would haunt him forever.

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          "Spike…" Julia sighed, as his hand ran down her skin, kisses trailing close behind.

          Spike groaned moving back to her lips and pulling away looking into her eyes. He was lost in the moment. "I love you," he chanted.

          Julia cried out and held him in her arms as he rested into her frame. Spike waited for her to speak, but she didn't say another word. Had he done something wrong? He felt exposed, and cheated out of the commitment that he wanted. She'd taken his heart and ripped it out of his chest. She in her own little way had killed him.

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          The bullet rang through the air and pierced through her back. She fell, like a rag doll lifeless as her body hit the ground. "Julia!"

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         "No!" Spike shouted and sat up. He looked around and took in a deep breath; just another dream. Closing his eyes he lied down and reached his arm out to wrap himself in Faye's arms. He frowned when he couldn't find her. Opening his eyes he listened and heard the water running. Grimacing he looked at the clock. It was time to drag his butt out of bed. "Faye?" he sat up and yawned. She didn't reply.

          Sighing, he stood and pulled on boxers and staggered around the room. She wasn't there, his pulse quickened. Turning around he walked into the bathroom and pulled the curtain just to make sure. Nothing, he swallowed and walked back into the room.

          "Spike?" the door opened and Faye walked in. Dressed in a cotton hotel robe, she was carrying a bucket of ice.

          Spike froze and his heart wrenched as he turned and saw her standing in the doorway. Smiling she closed the door and shook her head. Spike swallowed and ran over to her shoving her into the door as he pressed his lips to hers. Faye dropped the bucket, ice chips fell to their feet. "God, don't scare me like that…" He sighed into her neck.

          Faye's eyebrows arched upwards and she nodded. "I'm sorry, you were asleep…I just wanted to get some ice for my soda." She put her hands on either side of his face and gently laid a kiss on his pale, thin lips. Smiling she sighed, and pushed him away and tapped at her wrist. "We're pressed for time Spike." She frowned as she stepped on the ice.

          Spike undid her robe's tie. "I'll get some more for you," Faye's face flushed as he walked her into the bathroom and slipped it off her frame and onto his. Frowning, it was a little small, but then again, he was fairly tall too.

          Faye shushed him away, laughing as he tried to carry her out with him. "Stop…" She whined. Spike smiled, and picked up the bucket and walked out of the room.

          Spike rolled his head back and stretched his arms into the air. A man coughed from behind and he jumped in surprise. Turning, it was an older man, who nodded towards him. Spike waved and walked to the ice machine.

          "If you two don't want to get caught, I'd think about hiding yourself kid." Spike's eyes widened and then the news report popped back into his mind. He shook his head.

          The old man nodded. "Don't worry, I'm too old to bother calling up the police." He smirked, and got a Snickers from the snack machine.

          Spike smiled and nodded his head. "Thanks," he sighed. "If you'd try and tell someone, if you get a chance, Faye got me out, she admitted herself with the help of an ex-ISSP cop. I used to be involved with some shady business, and they tried to keep my mouth shut permanently. "

          The man nodded his head and blinked. "That's not the first time that something like this has happened kid." He sighed. "Well, I better get back before my wife notices that I'm gone."

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          Faye closed her moss colored eyes. Taking a deep breath she sighed. She could still picture his kisses, feeling his arms around her, holding her, loving her. Turning to the water she pulled back the curtain and blinked as the hot water touched her cold skin.

          She grabbed her complementary bottle of shampoo and lathered some into her hand, before moving to her hair. She washed it out and sighed content with the warmth the shower was giving her. The water dripped into her mouth, and she coughed. Her eyes widened as images flashed into her mind. More memories, a man, her…Faye slipped and fell back hitting her head. Tears filled her eyes and she leaned forward. The horrid images danced, as Faye rocked back and forth. "No, make it stop…" Her body began to shake. "Stop, I don't want to remember!" She let out a cry and shuttered as the one reality came into her mind.

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          Spike quickly got the keycard out of his pocket, and let himself back in. "Faye?" he set the bucket down and walked into the bathroom.

          Faye sat at the end of the tub letting the water miss her form, she shivered. Spike pulled back the curtain in concern to find her with her head buried in her knees. "I'm here," she sighed and looked up. Her eyes were forced shut and she hurriedly stood hiding the tears in the showers stream.

          Spike stared for another moment. Had he done this? Had he made Faye cry? A clear thought was running through his mind. One he didn't want to be true. "This was wrong…" He swallowed and closed Faye's curtain. Backing up his bear feet clung to the fuzzy pink rug as his body leaned back into the counter. He saw Faye's body straighten and tense.

          Closing his crushed eyes, Spike walked to the doorway. "No," she was crying again. Spike listened as her small frame fell to the back tile wall, and slid down quickly. Her body landed with a thud.

          He swallowed and hit his fist into the door. It opened a bit more, squeaking as it did so. "We shouldn't have Faye, and if it was right, would you be crying?" He scuffed and shut the door behind him.

          Spike walked over to the bed and fell onto to the mattress. It rattled as he grabbed and pillow and put his face down into it. It smelled like Faye. He clenched his fists, why'd she cry? He screamed into the pillow, so she couldn't hear.

          Faye lay down in the tub; the water beat down on her stomach, and danced around her delicate form. It sprayed into her eyes; she squinted trying to block the searing pain in her heart. She wasn't crying because of him, she was crying because of what happened to her, the memory made her cry. "Damn you," she whispered, wrapping her arms around her upper body. Faye had shown herself to him, her emotions, every feeling she had, he now knew. She shuttered, and took a breath, letting new tears fall. She loved him, and he loved her; but now there was more of a barrier between them than ever before…

          Spike tightly wrapped the pillow around his head trying to muffle her cries. He didn't want to hear them; they'd be something to haunt him in his dreams, just like his parents, his past, and Julia haunted him. "Faye," he locked his heart away all over again.

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