A/N: Thanks people! The reviews returned my muse, lol. . Oh, and the fact that there are only 3 weeks of school left kinda brightened my mood. Actually, 2 weeks of work. And I have a push-up bra. That makes me feel better.

Btw, I'm abbreviating the Swordfish II to the Swordfish. Easier that way, lol.

I stared at Jet sitting in front of me, an I was at a loss for words. I had just paid off my debt, I could go anywhere. There was nothing holding me down anymore, and I could just sever all ties to my disappointing past. Why was it that I couldn't? I thought I had left behind all my emotions when I ran away. I thought that Jet was no longer the father I never had, that Ed was the little sister who was truly an angel. And Spike.... was it possible that he could come back? I had shoved the possibility out of my mind long ago, afraid to hope, but now that I was back... could he still be alive?

"Jet," I began, but at that exact moment, Ed walked into the room with Ein and Tomato sitting on her head, and I was speechless. "Uh..."

"Ed, can you leave the room for a second?" Jet requested, and she did so, running out the same way she had entered.

"Jet, you have no idea what kind of shit I went through to forget," I said. "I spent so much time trying to remember my past that when I actually did, I wished I had still been without any painful memories. I had to escape debt collectors, weird guys from bars who wanted to do god knows what to me, and now there's a pissed off ex-bountyhead who wants a piece of everyone living on this ship."

"And your point is?"

"Don't get impatient with me Jet," I said. "I just want you to know what I'm choosing to go through for you and Ed. I'm expecting something a little better than bellpeppers and beef in return." He looked at me quizzically, and I gave a small laugh. "I was joking, Jet."

"So what're you saying?" he asked, blinking a couple of times and raising his eyebrows when I laughed again.

"I'm staying."

"Yes! Faye is staying!" Ed yelled from her hiding place in the air duct. Jet and I looked up and simultaneously shook our heads when she opened one of the grates and jumped out. "Hey, do you wanna go pick up the RedTail now?"

I looked at Jet, wondering whethere he thought we should leave anyone alone. He gave a short nod and glanced over at Ed, raising his eyebrows and silently telling me to not bring up what was on my mind. "See you later Jet," I said, smiling as I followed Ed through the round door and into the hangar.

"Faye, I've got to ask you something," Ed said once we were in the Swordfish.

"What's up?"

"Well, when I brought the Swordfish back, there... there was Spike's gun laying right there on the seat," she said. "What I'm wondering is... how did it get there?" I looked at her sharply, the thought only occuring to me that second. How had she found the gun? I had assumed that Spike had killed Vicious, tried to leave but died from his wounds (which I was sure he had plenty of), but in that sequence of events, the syndicate would dispose of his body and all that was on his person. That included his weapon. They may have put that in some sort of museum Syndicates that big have, but how the hell could it get back to his ship?

"Did you talk to Jet about this?" I asked Ed, now aware of what a smart girl she was. She shook her head back and forth, glancing forward quickly to avoid getting in a collision. I admired her speed and quick reflexes. She was more like Spike than I thought, and it wasn't a conscious choice of hers to be that way.

"Jet doesn't realize how much I think about these things," Edward said quietly. "I mean, he doesn't really get that the reason I acted so insane was because it was so much more fun than being sad." I looked at her face carefully, and saw for the first time a hint of sadness in her eyes. She smiled a second later and it disappered with a glimmer, but I knew there was more to Ed than met the eye.

We were at the parking lot then, and I hopped out of the ship and ran to the Redtail. I waved at Ed and got into my zipcraft, but before we took off, several motorcycles screeched from the alley and headed straight for the Swordfish. I saw the men riding them had guns, and all thought left my mind as I shot the shit out of them with the Redtail's weapons. It was all over in less than thirty seconds, but I could see Ed was scared almost to death. She had dealt with bounties before, I knew that much, but this was just scary. It was broad daylight, and plenty of people who were driving to work could've been potential witnesses. Whoever was after us wasn't stupid; they were insane.

When we got back to the Bebop, Ed went straight to bed, grabbing Ein and a Peach Girl manga. "What happened?" Jet asked forcefully once she was out of the room, jumping to his feet like he was going to kill whoever made his little girl cry, but wincing and grabbing the leg where he had been shot before going anywhere.

"Okay, we were just sitting there in the lot and out of the alley came four motorcycles, the guys on them with uzis or something, and then they headed straight for Ed and I took them out but still, freaky, no?" Jet looked at me, a little overwhelmed by information, so I expressed my exact thought. "They're been following her, Jet, and you too, probably. They knew where she worked, what her zipcraft looked like, and this guy's actually recruited people to do the dirty work for him! This is scary, Jet."

"Alright, we need to get to the bottom of this. What should I look up on the record?"

"Someone who committed a mass murder of something anti-religious. Uh, someone who has a shaky mental status, you know, unstable emotionally, and... whatever else you think."

"Someone who's not stealthy."

"What?" I asked.

Jet sighed, typing at the computer. "They attacked you two in broad daylight, and those guys would totally give away who hired them; they would've been caught, you know that!"

He stopped typing and I leaned over to see the screen clearly. One bounty fit the profile. The day we caught them was about three years ago. They were arrested for bombing a rally that was trying to prevent Christianity from being a part of public schools. They had severe mental problems, including multiple personalities, and was in a psychiatric ward in a prison until their escape two weeks earlier.

Her name was Julia.

SPOOKY! Sorry, I'm dumb. Will Julia ruin Faye's NEW life. What is it with the bitches named Julia? Lol, j/k. I LOVE Julia. Not really, meh. Erg. Review!!!

Devin