+See You L8er Space Cowboy+
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. If I did I wouldn't be writing fics about it, I'd make it come to life. But then again, I dont' own it. So There You have it ^_^
Session 3: And So It Begins
"We're going after him . . .we're going after Spike . . ."
+Jet's POV+
I finished my meditation and looked at Faye, who was drinking her hot cup of coffee. I closed my eyes again, prepared to propose something that will change our lives.
"We're going after him . . .we're going after Spike," I heard myself say. Bullets of hot coffee and saliva hit my skin after my proposal. After that was a blur. I took the soft, wet towel the waitress had given me earlier and wiped my face, trying to ignore Faye's look of disbelief and horror.
"Jet, what the hell are you thinking?" I closed my eyes once more, expecting a lecture or one of her screaming tantrums, but they never came. Instead, I could hear her breathing heavily, which symbolizes that she's angry.
"First you drag us all the way out here in the middle of nowhere to dig up graves. Now, you want us to look for someone-"
"Whom we hope is dead, who we also hope is resting in peace somewhere. Who we can't stop grieving over." The words came out like melted butter, just hard to stop. When I had reached my senses, I found myself standing, and everyone in the cafe staring at me. I quickly sat down, hoping I didn't attract that much attention. Ed stood up, and she headed for the door, followed by Ein. I had them on my side, and Faye knew it.
"It's all up to you now, Faye. You don't have to come-" She got up and proceeded to the door.
"I hate dilemmas, Jet. C'mon, pack up and let's go." As she headed out, a smile formed on my face, and I looked out the window.
'We're coming after you Spike, wait and see.'
See you later Space Cowboy
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*Corrections for the story so far*
Ed and Ein- Now, couple of friends of myne who read ch.2 after it was published asked 'Why did they come back?' This will be answered in future chapters, so watch out! *Wait, sounded corny . . . nevermind ya get wut i mean! *
Chapters/Sessions: Sessions, defiantly. *See author's note below*
-A.N-
Sorree bout this really short chapter, but there are good reasons. One: it's in Jet's POV. It kind of speaks for itself *writer's block on Spike's POV for this one*. And 2: got a couple of news. Good news!!!: THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS SO FAR!!! ^_^ i really appreciate it. I can't still believe this fic is doin better than my first one, Newfound Glory. For those interested, it's a Trigun fic. now, the bad news: im grounded for about a weekend, meaning my onlee time to post up fics is. . . gone!! (Bawls uncontrollably). But . . . (snuffle) I'll be working on 4 soon, and I'll change all the chapters to Sessions, that way it won't look so out of place. Keep those reviews coming!! L8er!
Since. AngelikNikole
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. If I did I wouldn't be writing fics about it, I'd make it come to life. But then again, I dont' own it. So There You have it ^_^
Session 3: And So It Begins
"We're going after him . . .we're going after Spike . . ."
+Jet's POV+
I finished my meditation and looked at Faye, who was drinking her hot cup of coffee. I closed my eyes again, prepared to propose something that will change our lives.
"We're going after him . . .we're going after Spike," I heard myself say. Bullets of hot coffee and saliva hit my skin after my proposal. After that was a blur. I took the soft, wet towel the waitress had given me earlier and wiped my face, trying to ignore Faye's look of disbelief and horror.
"Jet, what the hell are you thinking?" I closed my eyes once more, expecting a lecture or one of her screaming tantrums, but they never came. Instead, I could hear her breathing heavily, which symbolizes that she's angry.
"First you drag us all the way out here in the middle of nowhere to dig up graves. Now, you want us to look for someone-"
"Whom we hope is dead, who we also hope is resting in peace somewhere. Who we can't stop grieving over." The words came out like melted butter, just hard to stop. When I had reached my senses, I found myself standing, and everyone in the cafe staring at me. I quickly sat down, hoping I didn't attract that much attention. Ed stood up, and she headed for the door, followed by Ein. I had them on my side, and Faye knew it.
"It's all up to you now, Faye. You don't have to come-" She got up and proceeded to the door.
"I hate dilemmas, Jet. C'mon, pack up and let's go." As she headed out, a smile formed on my face, and I looked out the window.
'We're coming after you Spike, wait and see.'
See you later Space Cowboy
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~
*Corrections for the story so far*
Ed and Ein- Now, couple of friends of myne who read ch.2 after it was published asked 'Why did they come back?' This will be answered in future chapters, so watch out! *Wait, sounded corny . . . nevermind ya get wut i mean! *
Chapters/Sessions: Sessions, defiantly. *See author's note below*
-A.N-
Sorree bout this really short chapter, but there are good reasons. One: it's in Jet's POV. It kind of speaks for itself *writer's block on Spike's POV for this one*. And 2: got a couple of news. Good news!!!: THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS SO FAR!!! ^_^ i really appreciate it. I can't still believe this fic is doin better than my first one, Newfound Glory. For those interested, it's a Trigun fic. now, the bad news: im grounded for about a weekend, meaning my onlee time to post up fics is. . . gone!! (Bawls uncontrollably). But . . . (snuffle) I'll be working on 4 soon, and I'll change all the chapters to Sessions, that way it won't look so out of place. Keep those reviews coming!! L8er!
Since. AngelikNikole