Thank you for reading on! You are very kind. I'm glad you're giving this fic a chance. It's not dramatic or anything really, but it's pretty nice anyway. I'm not a big Faye fan, so sorry if you like her. I don't bash her per-se but I think I'm true to her character.

Chapter 2: "Spots, Spots, Pokka dots."

Ein stopped in front of Spike's own door.

"YAP!" If you haven't already guessed, 'yap' means 'Ed' in Dog speak. Ein was of course telling Spike that everyone's favorite hacker was within. But as Spike himself had said, he didn't know how to speak dog.

"Stupid Ein," Spike didn't bother to open the door. He went back to the common room.

"You find her?"

"Nope."

"YAP!"

Faye raised an eyebrow, "What's up with Ein?"

"YAP,YAP,YAP!"

"Dunno," Spike slouched back down on the couch. Ein clawed at his thin leg.

"I think he wants somethin'," Jet said, stating the obvious.

"YAP!" the corgi was beginning to get agitated. It was time for drastic measures. Ein took the blue fabric of Spike's pants in his mouth and began to pull.

"Cut it out Ein," he said, rising again.

"YAP!" Ein persisted.

"I get it okay?" Spike grumbled.

****

Ein led him strait back to his own door. Spike sighted and pressed the button, the door opened with a 'woosh'. Ein dashed in on his short legs, and Spike strided in after.

"Spots, Spots, Pokka Dots," came a weak voice from his bed. He flipped on the light.

"AHH!" Edward screamed, more at the sudden light than Spike, who she hadn't yet seen. She did see Ein however.

"Ein! How did you turn on the lights. Ein's a smart puppy!"

"Yap!" Ein looked at Spike. Ed followed his gaze.

"AHHHHHH!" she screamed. This time it was Spike's fault. She sat up quickly in Spike's bed and immediately lost her balance and fell out of his bed, a tangle of blankets and flapping limbs.

"Stupid kids," he muttered to himself, "Ed, what are you doing in here?"

A groan was his only reply as Radical Edward tried to get to her feet.

Spike Speagal was a man of instinct and impulse. There was a tiny voice at the back of his mind, and it was seldom wrong. It was this voice that allowed him to doge bullets, blows, Samurai swords, what have you, with only marginal error. It was this voice that told him this was no prank of the spry red-head. Something wasn't right.

"Edward?" He pulled at the blankets to aid her in her feeble struggle for freedom. When he pulled her free the meaning of 'Spots, Spots, Pokka Dots' became painfully evident.

Edward was covered from spiky head to bare toe is angry, painful looking welts.

"What the hell are those?"

Ed struggled to her feet and stood in front of him, her spotted arms outstretched, "Spots, Dots, Ed has Chicken Pox."

Spike watched her burning, orange eyes flutter close and she fell limp into his arms.

*****

TBC…

A/N: Uh yeah, sorry 'bout the hanging ending. My dad's making me get off, so yell at him ^.^ Uh…so like I said I just finished watching the Bebop series, and I loved it so much I figured I had to write a fic.

Ed: Blah blah, more story!

Yuki: ^^; eh heh, sorry Edward. Dad's making me get off

Ed: Father person? Ed'll type it for you.

Yuki: Thanx Ed, I appreciate it I really do but…

Ed: OKAY! *giggles and runs off*

Yuki: Oh boy. Now I have to go catch her and bring her back. This might take a while please be patient. *bow* arigotou gozaimasu.