A/N: Hey, guyz! ^^ I FINALLY got inspiration 4 this chappie, so here it is! =-D lol please R&R, and of course...ENJOY! ^,~
+Flashbacks Are In Italics+
"Where are you going? WHY are you going?"
Spike glanced down the barrel of Faye's revolver and met her pained gaze with his haunting eyes, her tenacious facade quivering like a foundation just waiting to collapse as she watched him stand there before her like a rock.
Finally deciding to lower her deadly weapon, she continued, "You told me once to forget the past...cuz it doesn't matter...but YOU'RE the one still tied to the past, Spike!"
He gave a subtle shrug of his broad shoulders and took a step forward, leaning in close to her startled being until he was just mere inches from her face, urging softly, "Look at my eyes, Faye.....one of them is a fake cuz I lost it in an accident. Since then, I've been seeing the past in one eye, and the present in the other, so I thought I could only see patches of reality.....never the whole picture."
"Don't tell me things like that," Faye begged, beginning to tremble as he remained unmoving before her. "You've never told me anything about yourself, so don't tell me now!"
Spike, however, completely ignored her, a slight smirk forming upon his thin lips as he continued distantly, "I felt like I was watching a dream I'd never wake up from.......before I knew it, the dream was all over."
Faye couldn't help but gasp the moment that he uttered those words, her strong facade quickly beginning to crumble into nothingness as Spike walked around her miserable form with the full intention of leaving, her voice cracking slightly as she made one last attempt to get him to stay, announcing softly, "My memory finally came back...but nothing good came of it. There was no place for me to return to....this was the only place I could go.......and now you're leaving, just like that!"
Spike stared off morosely down the long corridor, absolutely refusing to say anything as Faye demanded shakily, "Why do you have to go....where are you going....what are you going to do?! Just throw your life away like it was nothing?!!"
"I'm not going there to die," Spike insisted with an adamant firmness that she truly wished that she could believe, "I'm going there to find out if I'm really alive. I have to do it, Faye."
With that said, he immediately began to trudge off towards the docking bay, his boots slapping against the metal floor with a dull resonance that deeply reflected the hollowness within his heart as Faye choked on a sob, her body tensing up as she clicked back the hammer to her Glock and prepared to fire, the intention of shooting the one man whom she loved so great that it frightened her to no end.
"No....," her mind contradicted harshly, "I love him.....I could never harm him."
Raising the firearm up towards the ceiling, instead, Faye fired five rounds into the air as Spike's retreating figure began to recede amidst the seemingly never-ending corridor, tiny prismatic tears of pain and woe glistening upon her lashes like liquid fire as she continued to stand there, completely frozen in place.
"No...," her mind screamed, "NO!"
"SPIKE!!!"
Faye instantly shot up in bed as if she were attached to a spring, her throat now raw and scratchy from screaming as she mopped her damp brow with the back of her hand and pushed back the thin, violet tendrils that gently crowned her charming features, Spike immediately bursting into the bedroom with a look of sheer panic scrawled out across his face.
"What the hell is it?!," he demanded, rather moody now that he realized that she was alright and safe from harm. "If it's nothing, I'm going to be pissed since you dragged me away from my friggin' TV dinner, and I-"
Spike paused, just then realizing how terribly forlorn and dejected she looked, his eyebrow quirking slightly upward as he pried cautiously, "Uh....are you ok? I'm sorry for yelling at you, but-"
"Don't," she pleaded, immediately looking away. "I just had a nightmare.....that's all."
"Oh, well if it was just a nightmare," Spike teased, failing miserably at making light of the situation.
Sending him a terrible death glare in return, Faye grumbled something about him being an insensitive oaf as she rolled over onto her side and stared blankly at the wall with the hopes of forgetting the one memory that plagued her mind to no end.
"Faye," Spike began softly, "please look at me."
She didn't move.
Sighing heavily, he sat down upon the edge of her bed with a subtle bounce and cast his gaze heavenward, admitting softly, "You had us all real scared, Faye....you were in an unconscious state for three whole days. Sounds kinda familiar, huh?"
Faye couldn't help but smile at the memory of tending to her accident-prone comrade's wounds after he had fought Vicious for the very first time, her voice hushed and nostalgic as she conceded softly in agreement, "Yeah.....you were such a baby. It's a good thing that you recovered so fast, cuz I wasn't about to change your diapers."
Spike smirked in spite of himself, a light chuckle of appreciation escaping his lips as he returned gently, "I don't think that I ever really thanked you for that.....not for hitting me with that damned pillow, but for making sure that I pulled through alright. Thanks."
Faye was absolutely stunned. Had Spike Spiegel, the Spike Spiegel actually just apologized?
"Uh...y-you're welcome," she miraculously managed to stammer, feebly lifting herself up into a sitting position with her elbows as an earnest look suddenly filled up her beautiful jade irises. "Katy.......is she here? I'd like to speak with her, if you don't mind."
Spike nodded, his haunting garnet eyes scintillating with an emotion that she could not quite yet decipher as he acknowledged softly, "Yeah...she's in the kitchen with Davis. I'll go get her for you, but first I need to check your wound."
Faye blinked. "You....what?"
"Turn around," he commanded softly, the gentleness within his voice soothing her to the very core as she immediately obeyed him and awaited his hopefully brief inspection.
Letting out a gasp of utter astonishment, Faye blushed a brilliant hue of scarlet the moment that Spike lifted her loose white nightshirt up and over her head, his warm, calloused hands carefully inspecting her scabby bullet wound as her pale, milky-white flesh began to quiver due to his enticing touch.
Faye couldn't help but feel a guilty, sensual pleasure as he continued to examine her injury, her mind immediately returning to the embarrassing fantasies that she had had about him a while back as his voice suddenly cut in calmly and evenly, "Alright....all clear. I'll go and get Katy for you now, if you wish."
"I'll come with you," Faye insisted, blushing furiously as she drew her left arm across her bare bosom and reached for her nightshirt in expectance. "Please give that to me."
Spike blushed, as well, exclaiming, "Oh! Right, right....sorry about that....guess it just slipped my mind."
Snatching the article of clothing from his outstretched hand before another word could be exchanged between them, Faye immediately pulled it over her head and swung her legs over the side of the bed, urging sheepishly, "Come on....show me where they are."
Nodding stiffly in acknowledgement, Spike immediately led her into the kitchen, only to stop short once they both laid their eyes upon a rather unwelcome sight.
There, directly before them beside the fridge were Katy and Davis, both of whom were involved in a very intimate embrace that caused Spike to clear his throat with the full hope of ending it.
He succeeded.
Turning towards his boss in sheer mortification, Davis released his newfound lover in absolute shock, insisting quickly, "I-it's not what you think, sir! Katy was choking, so I had to give her mouth-to-mouth....I swear!"
"Nevermind that! We're just here for Miss Brewer!," Spike snapped, his eyes narrowing as he looked them both over with utter disgust. "Come on, Katy....Faye would like a word with you."
She nodded, wringing her hands about anxiously as she acknowledged, "Yes, sir...as long as you two leave immediately."
Watching on in slight surprise as to what had just happened, Faye turned back towards her friend once Spike and Davis had fully egressed the room and were now nowhere to be found, her voice filled with a terrible anxiety as she pressed, "Are you alright, Katy? I was so worried about you!"
"I can't imagine why when you're the one that's caused everyone the most trouble," she returned, turning her nose up into the air as she folded her arms across her petite bosom in utter disgust. "If it weren't for that damned Spike Spiegel gentleman, none of this would have ever even happened to you in the first place!"
Faye gasped. "Don't you dare talk about Spike that way! He has done nothing to you to deserve such ridicule!"
"He's brainwashed you," Katy declared sadly, shaking her head back and forth in utter disgust. "There's no use in communicating with a brick wall, let alone a woman who's so obviously in love."
Faye felt her cheeks grow hot as her friend continued to look her over with severe suspicion, her voice cracking slightly as she insisted, "I am not in love, Katy....he-he's just one of my dearest friends!"
"Bull shit!," she retorted, slamming her fist down roughly onto the counter within a sudden fit of rage as her fiery eyes met those of her thoroughly astonished friend's. "You love him....I know you do! I can see it in your eyes, Faye! When you're with him, you actually seem......happy."
At this sudden remark Faye couldn't help but smile, her jade irises scintillating with emotion as she returned fervently in a hushed, soft tone barely above a whisper, "That, Katy, is because I am."
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"Can I open my eyes, yet?"
Spike smirked. "No....not yet."
"Oh, I feel so foolish! What if I fall?!," Faye demanded, the wind whipping wildly throughout her tousled violet locks as she continued to amble along what felt to be a large dock, the sea air overpowering her senses as Spike continued to hold her by the arm and lead her along.
"You won't fall," he insisted, "but that's only as long as you stay close to me."
Faye smirked. "Well then I guess that I have no choice other than to let you lead the way.....what is this big surprise, Spike?! I'm just dying to know!"
Grinning a huge grin despite his promise to himself to show forth no emotion, Spike suddenly pulled her to a halt, announcing gently into her ear, "You can open your eyes, now."
Immediately obeying his orders without even having to be told twice, Faye removed her hands from her line of vision and gasped, exclaiming with wonder, "The Swordfish II! I-I don't understand.....why is this my surprise, Spike?"
"I'm going to take you for a little ride, if I may," he explained, a small smile gradually making its way across his warm, thin lips as he took her hands in his and gave them a gentle squeeze. "Ever since you told me that you rediscovered your past and had found nothing, I've wanted to make sure that you have a future......someplace to belong to."
"I-I'm afraid that I don't understand, Spike," Faye admitted, her heart rate beginning to rapidly increase due to her comrade's moving words. "What do you mean by that, exactly?"
He smiled warmly. "I'm taking you to Earth."
A/N: ::coughs:: So how wuz that??? Should I STILL continue this??? What will happen on Earth? A romantic getaway??? =-D lol I'll never tell! ^^ Tee-hee. See that little button thingy down there? Please click on it so that u can have the WONDERFUL experience of reviewing! =P lol Luv ya bunches! ^,~
3 Kendra Luehr