Author Notes: This is chapter 5! Read it. Peace.

Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop, or any of the characters. Therefore, I remain poor and unemployed.

Lost and Found

Chapter 5: Pillows and Scrap Metal

"So, Jet? Where are we going next?"

Faye plopped down on the sofa next to Jet, devouring the last bit of her expired beef jerky, and poked Jet in the arm to get his unconditional attention. Jet looked up, having been engulfed in a rather good book, and sighed heavily as he laid it back down onto the table.

"Faye? Didn't you even listen to the man on the T.V?" Jet grumbled. Faye merely grinned at this.

"No, I didn't" she answered truthfully.

"Faye, you're somethin' else…" Jet mumbled.

"Hey, you told me I couldn't lie anymore!" Faye retaliated.

"Yes, well… next time we make a deal, I'm going to be a lot more specific." Jet replied.

With that, Faye made a huffy noise. She stood up, purposely discarding her beef jerky wrapper on the cover of Jet's book, and walked away with her nose stuck up in the air. Jet picked up his book, tossing the jerky wrapper onto the floor, and opened it up to finish the chapter that he was currently working on.

"If you're wondering, Faye" shouted Jet, pondering if she could even hear him, "We're going to the "ginza district" of Mars. It's on the other side of the planet, so we won't get there for an hour."

"Why do the cops think he's hiding there?" said Faye, startling Jet because she was directly behind him. "Oh, and by the way… I was listening to the show." she finished, picking up a pillow and hugging it against her chest.

Jet, sighed, putting his book back down, and turned around to make sure Faye was actually there. He looked her in the eyes, making a disgruntled face as he did, and stared her down as she fluffed her pillow aimlessly.

"I don't ask questions… I just follow the leads." Jet told her. Faye only smiled at this.

"What's so damn funny?" Jet asked, scratching the top of his head.

Faye looked him in the eyes, giving off an expression that made Jet feel uncomfortable, and lifted her pillow above her head, grinning evilly as she brought it back down.

"You!" she barked happily, slamming the pillow against Jet's face.

Jet wasn't sure how to react to this at first. Feathers were flying everywhere, and Faye was laughing like a complete and total maniac. Jet watched her cautiously, wondering why she had done it in the first place, and sneezed as a feather landed squarely on his nose.

It was at this point that Jet finally snapped. He picked up another pillow, half driven by rage and half driven by revenge, and wailed it as hard as he could, taking Faye completely by surprise, and knocking her backward about two and a half feet.

Faye regained her footing, looking rather offended, and picked up the pillow and chucked it back at Jet. Jet ducked, wincing as he heard the pillow knock over his computer, and stood up to meet Faye, who was now running full pelt to attack Jet with her bare hands. Jet yelped in fear, attempting to get out of the general area, but Faye managed to grab him into a spine cracking head lock. She hung onto his neck, attempting shamelessly to pull him downward into a death match, and shouted angrily, mentioning how Jet should be more gentle with women half his size.

"You started it!" Jet gagged, attempting to free his lungs from suffocation.

"I was joking!" Faye barked, trying with all her might to knock him over.

It was at this point Jet got a brilliant idea. He waddled quickly, being unable to walk, over to the sofa on which he had previously sat. He fell onto to it, making sure that Faye went first, and smashed her with all his body weight into the thick, yellow cushions. Faye swore in anger, shoving Jet so that he was pinned onto his back, and grabbed another pillow, sitting on top of him so she could painfully whomp him once and for all.

Jet put his arms up in defense, trying hard not to imagine how much this was going to hurt, and closed his eyes in anticipation, awaiting the final blow.

Jet, however, was never given the luxury. Instead of smacking him with the pillow and claiming victory over the battle, Faye stopped midair and gave Jet an embarrassed smile. She dropped the pillow on the floor, throwing her head back as she did, and laughed hysterically as though she had planned to do that all along.

Jet wasn't sure what to make of the situation, since Faye was sitting on his stomach and laughing like a moron, but Jet suddenly realized why she was laughing like she was.

This whole episode was totally uncharacteristic of them. If anything, this was the stupidest thing that they had ever participated in.

Considering this realization, and considering the fact that Jet didn't know what else to do, he let out a snort, attempting horribly to suppress his laughter, and howled along side Faye, turning redder in the face then he had in a very long time.

Faye, still laughing, collapsed onto Jet like he was part of the sofa. The pair laughed themselves horse, clamping onto their sides because they were beginning to hurt, and simply laid there until they could laugh no more. Still breathing heavily due to the sufficient lack of air, Jet wiped tears from his eyes, placing his other hand on the center of Faye's back, and patted her gently, silently telling her that they needed to relax.

Faye shifted uncomfortably, resting her head against his shoulder, and closed her eyes as she attempted to calm herself down.

Jet sighed, letting out one last chuckle, and opened his eyes to look over at Faye. The two exchanged glances, both feeling rather stupid, and Faye gave Jet a truly honest smile. They were much too lazy to move at the moment.

"Jet…"

"Hm?"

"This never leaves the ship. Got it?"

"Sure thing."

"God… if Spike could see us now… he would die again."

"He would never let us hear the end of it…"

"Yeah…"

Jet and Faye exchanged thoughtful smiles. Jet suddenly realized that he was stroking her on the back. Faye didn't seem to care though, seeing as she hadn't punched him in the balls yet, so Jet continued to do it, feeling unwisely brave with himself at the moment.

It was at this thought Jet suddenly felt uneasy. Here he was, this big, ugly, prematurely balding gorilla, with a beautiful woman, curved to perfection with beautiful eyes, laying on top of him like he was a big old mattress. Sure, she was laying there of her own free will, but still…

CRASH!

Jet and Faye shot upward. Faye looked around franticly, trying to find the location of the noise, and got off the sofa, picking up her gun that was sitting on the table.

"What the hell was that?" she whispered, obviously trying to listen for any more noises.

"I don't know." said Jet, picking up his gun as well.

The pair split up, carefully making their way to opposite ends of the ship. Jet checked the control room, finding nothing but a soda can, and glanced around cautiously, trying not to panic as he looked for the cause of the noise.

"JET!" Faye screamed, making him jump at the sudden return of noise. "JET! COME HERE!"

With that, Jet bolted nervously to the location of Faye's voice. Faye met him half way, waving her hands as she beckoned him to follow her, and raced down the hall, opening the storage room door to show him what she had found.

Inside the dark room there was a shivering heap of blankets. The blankets were surrounded by a pile of scap metal. Obviously, that was where the sound had come from. Jet gulped nervously, wondering what on earth was underneath the heap, and shuffled forward, pointing his gun ahead of him incase it decided to attack. Faye crept forward too, pointing her gun the same exact way, and managed to reach the blankets without anything happening to her. Faye nudged the heap with her gun, letting out a gasp as it began to wiggle, and stared at Jet in a way that made him realize what she was about to do.

She grabbed a handful of the blankets, exhaling as she calmed her nerves, and threw the coverings aside, revealing what was underneath the heap.

There was the boy. Scared, whimpering, and clamping to his teddy bear.

Well, that's the end of Chapter 5. Leave reviews!