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Julia sat, wide eyed, looking up at Spike.
"I'm sorry?"

"Get up, we're leaving."

"Yeah see, I heard you the first time. But are you sure? I mean this is sorta against your and Vicious's honor code. You know, this is under the part about 'don't break the bitch out of jail.' Remember? You signed a contract and ever-"

"Julia for once would you shut the fuck up?" Spike cut her off with a glare.

Julie glanced at him. She sat up off the floor. She stood up and looked at Spike cautiously. "Tell me why."

"Why? Why what? Why am I being nice?"

"Yep."

"Can I tell you later? Spike asked, with a strain in his voice compelling Julia to shut up and stretch out her hand.

"Wherever you lead," she said. With that she entrusted her whole future and safety to Spike. It took his breath away for a moment. Without looking at her, he walked away and jerked his head, asking her to follow him. Silently he lead to the door of the Maximum Security wing. He swiped his card and lead her out. A guard gave him a questioning look. Spike glared. The guard, embarrassed, looked away. Spike walked to the front of the building.

"Ok Clyde, where's the getaway car?"

Spike rolled his eyes. He down the steps and pointed to a sleek red car. "There."

"Oh, nice choice, that's real inconspicuous,"

"You know, I was serious when I said shut the fuck up."

Julia sighed. "Fine," she walked to the car and stood by it. Spike got in the drivers side and Julia in the passengers seat.

"Can I know the plan now?"

"You already know it." Spike said, turning on the ignition, and pulling onto the highway.

"I do? Wait, this is the plan? Break me out of jail, run away and live incognito somewhere?"

"Yeah, kinda."

Julia sighed. "You're such a fucking moron sometimes."

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Faye paced around her apartment. She regretted her decision already. What was I thinking? Calling Vicious....oh God, this is cheating, what I'm thinking. oh God, this is bad, this is wrong.

She stalled and stopped in place as the doorbell rung. "Coming!" she called. She stood there for another moment then walked to the door and opened it. Vicious stood there. They stared at each other for a second.
"Wanna come in? Faye asked. Vicious nodded and walked in. Faye closed the door behind him.

"What happened." Vicious said calmly as he sat down on her couch.

"Spike and I had a fight," Faye said, taking a deep breath and then sitting next to him.

"About Julia, I presume."

"You presume right. I mean, it's like...oh God I don't know."

"Like he doesn't care for you the way he cared for her?"

"Exactly."

"Faye, he does love you."

Faye shook her head. "Yeah, maybe, But you yourself said they had a connection."

"You can have a connection with anyone. I mean look at us, we have a connection and we're friends. Just friends." Vicious said, almost whispering the last part, putting his hand on hers.

"Yeah...friends." she said while holding his hand

They sat in silence for a moment that seemed like and hour to Faye.

"Vicious...what are we doing?" Faye asked, taking her hand out of Vicious's grasp and running it through her hair.

"What do you mean?"

"This, us... I....." suddenly Faye was at a loss for words.

"You think we're doing something wrong?" Vicious asked as he watched her get up and walk to her window. It was starting to rain now. It made wet tracks down her window and she watched as the people on the streets below scamper to find someplace dry.

"Yes...I mean no...I don't know," she said softly. "How you make me feel....you make me question my loyalty to Spike."

Vicious watched her silently.

"And I love him," Faye continued, " but God dammit, it feels like he's not at 100 percent when he's with me. Lately he seems like he's been somewhere else. But..." Faye stalled. "This...you and me, can't happen"

Vicious walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Why not."

"Because it's wrong." Faye whispered looking away.

Vicious pulled at her chin softly so she would look at him. " Is it wrong to deny yourself something you want so badly? You want someone to love you, Faye. And I can do that." He bent down and kissed her. A loud sound of a beeper broke the kiss.
"Fucking beeper." Vicious hissed looking at it. He sighed and looked at Faye who wouldn't meet his gaze.

"I have to go." Faye nodded. Vicious left and Faye fell to her couch and bit her lip. What have I done? What the fuck have I done??

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Vicious called the number shown on his beeper and got one of prison guards.

"What the fuck do you want?" Vicious barked.

"Sir, I wanted to know if you authorized the release of the prisoner in cell block D?"

"Julia? No, why?"

"Well, about a half an hour ago, she was taken out of her cell."

"What?!" Vicious practically screamed into the phone. "By who?"

"It was Spike I believe, sir."

"Dammit." Vicious hung up. So we're gonna play this game, are we Spike? Well, don't worry. I will hunt you down. I'll get you Dorothy. And your little whore too.

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Julia looked out the window. Mars at night was always beautiful. The square lights in the windows of the building lit up the city. It never slept. Never was there a time where every light was off in Tharsis. She sighed happily. Suddenly she looked and Spike.

"That's that plan? You're fucking crazy!"

"Yeah, probably."

Julia sighed. "You think you'd get away? Spike, you work with Vicious. he'll hunt you down like a wild dog!"

"You got away." Spike pointed out.

"That's different. I am a master of disguise."

Spike snorted.

"What?" Julia asked ignignantly.

"Master of disguise? Whatever."

Julia glared at him and looked out the window again. Two wet drops fell on the windshield. Soon followed by more, until it was pouring rain. "Just great. Dammit." Spike muttered.

"Oh yeah, our plan was going great until this stupid rain got in our way."

"It was." Spike insisted.

Julia scoffed. "Yeah great." She stared at the windshield in silence. "So where are we going?"

"They're gonna be no way to get out of Mars tonight." Julia added.

Spike heaved a sigh. "I know. We'll have to lay low. I guess we could stay inside the city for tonight, then leave first thing tomorrow."

Julia glared at him. "How long have you and Vicious been friends?"

"Long time I guess"

"Then you out of all people, should know, he'll hunt us down."

"And so, oh master, what should we do then?"

"Lay low."

"Oh great plan."

"It's better than yours." Julia snapped. She spotted a neon orange blinking sign, boasting cable and vacancies and she tapped Spike on the shoulder. "Turn in there," she said.
Spike looked at the direction of where she was pointing. "No, oh hell fucking no." he said.
"What are you expecting? A four star hotel?"

"I wasn't expecting this. Julia, I'm not staying here."

"Why not?

"Because."

"Oh suck it up Spike." Julia glared at him. Spike sighed and turned into the parking lot. The "parking lot" consisted of loose gravel and makeshift yellow lines. Spike turned off the engine, and sat in his seat. He stared at the rain that fell on the windshield. Julia opened the door and got out. She bent down to look at Spike. "You coming or not?" she asked. Spike wordlessly got out of the car and trudged toward the motel behind Julia like he was scolded child walking behind his mother. They got the motel lobby and walked it. It was illuminated by a swinging florescent light. There was a counter in the small lobby with a woman behind it. She was smoking a cigarette and watching television, oblivious that two people had entered. Julia walked over to the counter she was behind and rung the little sliver bell. the woman jumped and looked at Spike and Julia.
"Oh my, customers," she said, putting her cigarette in an ashtray.

"How often does she get them?" Spike mumbled. Julia elbowed him in the ribs.

"Well, Hun, you here for a long time?" She looked at Julia and then at Spike. "Or is this...a one night deal?"

"One night deal." Julia answered. The woman nodded. "Then I'll just need a credit card number if you will."

"Can we pay in cash?" Julia asked. The woman looked shocked. "Well, sure I guess. For one night, it will be 20 woolongs."

"20?" Spike questioned. The woman seemed surprised to hear Spike question her.

"Yeah 20..." she said, giving Spike a weird look.

Julia reached into Spike's pocket, getting a surprised gasp from him, and gave the woman 20 woolongs. "Thank you." Julia said handing the woman the money.

"Don't you need us to sign something?" Spike asked.

"Oh no Hon, we're all about anonymity here. No one will ever know you were here." The woman said winking at Spike. "Especially your wife."

"What?" Spike stared at the woman with an open mouth.

"Room 4," the woman gave Julia the key, but kept her eyes on Spike. Julia started walking to the door and Spike followed her. "Hey kid, " the woman called.
Spike turned to her.

"Is this your....first time?" the woman asked.

"Excuse me?"

"You know, with a prostitute. Is this your first time?"

Julia laughed and Spike glared at her. He said nothing and walked out of the lobby. Spike took his coat and put the collar above his head and started walking to room number four. Julia ran after him, still giggling.

"It's not that funny," he snapped.

"Sure it is." Julia said, in-between fits of laughter. "You.....a virgin!" she bust out laughing again.

"I hate you." Spike grumbled while standing by the door to room 4. He glared at her while she put the key in the lock and opened the door to the room. Spike threw his coat down on the bed. It was small and had a brown quilt over it. The bathroom was an impossibly small section of the small room.
"It's just the bare necessities. It'll do for one night." Julia said, watching him look at the dingy room. Spike grabbed the remote and turned on the television.
"This shit hole better have cable, or I am so gonna be so pissed."

"God help us all if it doesn't." Julia mocked, laying down on the bed.

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Vicious got into his car. The other members of the syndicate followed suit and got into their own cars. Good thing Spike's a dumass. He took his car. Now it will be easy to find him.
Vicious pulled out into the highway and took the highway out of Tharsis. Oh this will be fun....

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Suddenly, through the blinds in their window, they saw lights entering the motel parking lot and flood the room with light. Spike turned off the TV and went to the window. Julia looked at Spike. "Who is it?"

"Can't tell. Lots of cars, though."

Julia stayed silent. "Could they have found us?" she asked quietly, as if to herself.

"Anything's possible," Spike muttered peering out the blinds. "Shit," he backed away from the blinds as if they had bit him. He put his hand on his forehead. Julia inhaled deeply. "What?" she demanded.

"Julia," they heard a familiar voice yell from the parking lot. Julia went pale.

"Playing Hide-and-go-seek? Well, guess what. I found you."

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Well, gosh people that took a long time for me to update!! But I did and I hope you enjoy the story. I also hope that you'll stick around for the next chapter and possibly the last...

so hang tight for the last chapter!