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Title: Fallen Petals of the Rose
Chapter 7: Hotel Hell
Last time...
~*~
"Do you dare question me?" he asked in a harsh whisper.
"N-no, of, of course not.. Mr... King," he stuttered.
"Good, now you have your orders," he smirked and grabbed Faye's hand, "Come with me, dearest." he laughed in an almost evil cackle. Faye did her best to look like she was hiding fear and anger with a cool composure. She could really act when she needed to.
Soon they reached the door to the docking bay; it was as if he could feel a huge weight lifted off his chest, a weight he hadn't even realized was there, he couldn't even imagine how Faye felt.
"Excuse me," a man in a uniform said, "Mr. King?"
~*~
Now...
Spike tensed up, but turned to see that it was only the Valet Parking guy.
"Yes?" he asked in the non-agitated voice that Sekart used with strangers.
"Would you like me to get your ship for you?" the man asked.
"No," he said, "Not today, we shall be taking my lady friend's ship, here, but thank you."
"Oh, of course, sir," he said as he walked back to his post.
They weren't quite home-free just yet.
Spike and Faye walked as calmly as they could to their ship; if they rushed it would look suspicious. They did, however, get there with little trouble, seeing as people don't usually loiter around in the docking bay much.
Soon, they were in the ship and flying out into open space. Two sighs of relief were the silence breaker.
"You alright, Faye?" asked Spike as he started to pull off his costume.
"Yeah, just fine," she replied curtly.
"Geez," he said, "I would think you would be happier to be out of there."
"I am," she said.
"Then what are you so worked up about?" he asked.
Faye looked out into the black abyss, "You wouldn't understand."
"Try me."
Faye looked at him and raised an eyebrow, "I'd rather not," she said, "Where are we going anyway?"
"There's a small station a few miles from here, we are going to stay there for the night," Spike said as he looked at Faye. "There is another change of clothes in the back, you should probably change before we get there."
"And how do you expect me to do that?" she asked hotly, "There's not exactly a lot of space in here."
"Hmm, good point," Spike said. "Well, then I guess you won't change then."
"Smart one," Faye grumbled sarcastically.
"Hey! Is this the thanks I get for getting you out of there?" He asked with a tinge of annoyance.
"I never asked you to get me," she said distantly, though, still pissed-off sounding.
"I well, I wouldn't have if it wasn't necessary, but I couldn't risk you getting hurt in the process of capturing Sekart!" he shouted, "I couldn't have him hold you ransom!"
"And what difference would it make to you, anyway?" she asked, "So what if he hurt me, what's it to you?"
"What's it to me?" he repeated, "You're my partner in this, Faye, it wouldn't be right just to let you fry if I could save you."
"Oh yeah right," Faye laughed bitterly.
"What do you want from me?" he asked, "Geez, are you mad because it was my fault you got captured by him in the first place? I got you out again, didn't I?"
"Your fault," she repeated, "How was it your fault?"
"What?" he asked, "It was my fault because I didn't come when you first told me to, if I had been there in the first place, none of this would have happened."
"No," Faye said firmly, "It wasn't your fault." then she whispered in a tone barley audible, "It was mine."
~*~
James sat on a bar stool in a darker area of the bar, nursing his drink as he listened to "Mr. King" and his lady friend talk. He definitely had a way with words. He eventually coaxed the girl away, and as soon as she was out of sight, he adorned a devious grin.
'He so thinks he's getting his way with that chick tonight,' James thought with a smile. He delighted in the fact that they had managed to be one step ahead of him. He loved the fact that they had out smarted him. 'Soon,' he thought, 'Soon Sekart will pay.'
"Mr. King" went got to his room. "Back so soon, boss?" one of the henchman asked.
"Yes," he grinned, "Now let me in to see my little Faye, she has a lesson that needs to be taught."
"Uh," the other one said intelligently, "Boss, you left with her about an hour ago, don't you remember? She's not here anymore."
"What?" he said in a voice so low and enraged it could make even a strong man want to kill himself to avoid the consequences of causing that voice.
"Uh, yeah, Boss," the other henchman said, with his courage faltering, "You... left... with... her."
"I clearly did nothing of the sort!" he yelled, "Do you mean to tell me that you let someone come and take that bitch away? Are you so idiotic that you couldn't tell it wasn't me!?!"
The men would be found dead a week later drifting through space in an unregistered vehicle. Sekart would have no provable ties with the murder.
~*~
Faye looked torn; she didn't really give a flying fuck about it, she was too caught up with the thoughts swarming around in her head. Thought suddenly brought on when Spike tried to take the responsibility for her capture. She had the chance to escape, to end it all. It would have only taken a signal bullet and then it would have been over. She was sure that he would have been excepted for the bounty dead, especially his death had been self defense, but... It wasn't the first time she had failed to shoot him. He had some power over her that she just couldn't ignore. She hated feeling weak.
Spike sent Faye a few worried glances out of the corner of his eye. Something was suddenly bothering her. Something big. As much as he hated to admit it; he couldn't stand seeing her so upset. He would have said something to comfort her, but he found he had no clue what to say, and in her current state, she might not even hear him.
Faye pulled herself together as she saw a structure emerge in the abyss, she reasoned that it was the station she and Spike would be staying at that night. "That it?" she asked, breaking the long standing silence.
"Yup," he said as he brought the ship in to land.
They walked together up to the receptionist desk, where a large, hairy, uncaring looking man sat.
"I'd like two rooms for the night, please," Spike asked.
"Only got one room left," the man said indifferently.
Spike looked to Faye, "Don't worry, it's probably got two beds in it."
"Nope," the man said, "It's a single."
Spike looked a little desperate, "Smoking?" he asked.
"Non," the man replied simply.
Spike's face dropped a little, of all the time he needed a smoke, this was definitely one of them, and because of Faye, he'd probably have to sleep in a cot, or, most likely, considering the wonderful costumer service this place offered, the floor. "Fine," he said gruffly, "We'll take it."
"80 wulongs," the man said.
Spike shoved over the cash, "Enjoy your stay," the man said in a monotone, over practiced voice as he handed Spike the room key.
"Yeah right," Spike muttered.
Faye got her change of clothes out of the ship and they walked up to the room. Once inside, she locked herself in the bathroom to change, though, noting the quality of the room they had attained, she doubted the reliability of the lock.
Spike sat down on the ancient queen sized bed and pulled out his com-link. He contacted Jet.
"Jet, it's me," Spike said.
"Spike? Did everything go alright? Faye out?" Jet asked.
"Yeah, she's fine and everything, I don't think he got a change to really get to her," Spike explained.
"That's good, so, is the plan to get Sekart still a go?" Jet asked.
"Yup," Spike confirmed, "If all goes well, we should have him turned in within the next two days."
"Good." Jet said satisfied, "Anything me and Ed can do to help in the mean time?"
"Not just yet," Spike said, "I've gotta go now, but I'll keep you updated."
"Alright. Later."
"Later."
Spike picked up the phone and dialed James' room. He knew he wouldn't be there, so he just left a message.
"Hey," he said, "I got her out, contact me when you can."
Faye came out of the bathroom. "I'm exhausted."
"I'm not surprised," Spike replied.
"You might want to order a cot or something," Faye advised, "Because the bed is mine."
"Yeah, yeah," he sighed.
He picked up the phone and dialed for the hotel operator. "I'd like to order a cot to room 3B please."
"Thank you," he said as he hung up.
"So," Faye asked, "They sending a cot?"
"There is no hotel operator." he replied in a cold tone.
"Hey, you picked this classy joint, not me," Faye said as she fell down onto the bed. "Please change into your regular clothes, I don't want anymore Sekart memorabilia around me right now."
"Fine," Spike said as he went into the bathroom to change. When he came out again he found Faye already fast asleep. He sighed as he tucked her in, then decided to try for a cot at the front desk.
"Hey, buddy," he said to the receptionist, "Do you have any cots available?"
"It'll cost you extra," he replied absently.
"How much 'extra'?" Spike asked, fearing the worst.
" 'Bout 10 wulongs."
"Fine," Spike said as he dug out another 10 wulongs for the man. "When will it be brought up?"
"Whenever you decide to bring it up, I suspect," the man responded.
Spike sighed, he'd have to bring it up himself. "Ok... so where is it?"
"Back room," the man pointed, "You can't miss it, and just grab yourself some extra bedding too, on the house."
"Oh, gee," Spike said sarcastically, "Your generosity is too much."
After about 10 minutes of struggle with the impossible contraption, Spike managed to get the cot to his room. The set-up took another 20 minutes, as he couldn't find the lever to unfold it.
Soon, Spike was able to fall asleep.
Unfortunately, a bad dream had started to take over his sleep.
~~~
He watched helplessly as Sekart approached the broken looking Faye, tears streaked her face and her eyes shown with fear.
His body ached to beat the living crap out of Sekart, but he felt as though he had no body, he was forced to watch and do no more.
"This will teach you, you little bitch!" Sekart snarled as he began to hit her brutally. Faye cried out in pain.
~~~
Upon Faye's cry, he woke up in a cold sweat, only to find that the cry wasn't from his dream.
Faye thrashed in her sleep.
Spike, who just couldn't let her suffer like that, brought it upon himself to wake her up. He noticed that it was 1 am, he had only been asleep 2 and a half hours.
"Faye," he said, shaking her gently, "Faye, wake up, it's just a dream, wake up."
Faye's eye's snapped wide open, the second she realized she was safe, she clutched Spike and buried her face in his chest, the tears that plagued her dream still streamed down her face. Spike was stunned at this action, it was so un-Faye like, but he reasoned that she must have had one hell of a nightmare, so he rapped his arms around her shoulders comfortingly. "It's ok, Faye, nobody's going to hurt you."
~*~*~*~
A/N: I know that there wasn't a whole lot of action in this chapter, but there should be more soon. I tried my hardest to keep them in-character... But I'm not sure how good a job I did... Why don't you guys let me know in a review? You know how much I like them!!!
~DRC~
Disclaimer: I hold no claim over the plot or characters of Cowboy Bebop.
Chapter 7: Hotel Hell
~*~
"Do you dare question me?" he asked in a harsh whisper.
"N-no, of, of course not.. Mr... King," he stuttered.
"Good, now you have your orders," he smirked and grabbed Faye's hand, "Come with me, dearest." he laughed in an almost evil cackle. Faye did her best to look like she was hiding fear and anger with a cool composure. She could really act when she needed to.
Soon they reached the door to the docking bay; it was as if he could feel a huge weight lifted off his chest, a weight he hadn't even realized was there, he couldn't even imagine how Faye felt.
"Excuse me," a man in a uniform said, "Mr. King?"
~*~
Now...
Spike tensed up, but turned to see that it was only the Valet Parking guy.
"Yes?" he asked in the non-agitated voice that Sekart used with strangers.
"Would you like me to get your ship for you?" the man asked.
"No," he said, "Not today, we shall be taking my lady friend's ship, here, but thank you."
"Oh, of course, sir," he said as he walked back to his post.
They weren't quite home-free just yet.
Spike and Faye walked as calmly as they could to their ship; if they rushed it would look suspicious. They did, however, get there with little trouble, seeing as people don't usually loiter around in the docking bay much.
Soon, they were in the ship and flying out into open space. Two sighs of relief were the silence breaker.
"You alright, Faye?" asked Spike as he started to pull off his costume.
"Yeah, just fine," she replied curtly.
"Geez," he said, "I would think you would be happier to be out of there."
"I am," she said.
"Then what are you so worked up about?" he asked.
Faye looked out into the black abyss, "You wouldn't understand."
"Try me."
Faye looked at him and raised an eyebrow, "I'd rather not," she said, "Where are we going anyway?"
"There's a small station a few miles from here, we are going to stay there for the night," Spike said as he looked at Faye. "There is another change of clothes in the back, you should probably change before we get there."
"And how do you expect me to do that?" she asked hotly, "There's not exactly a lot of space in here."
"Hmm, good point," Spike said. "Well, then I guess you won't change then."
"Smart one," Faye grumbled sarcastically.
"Hey! Is this the thanks I get for getting you out of there?" He asked with a tinge of annoyance.
"I never asked you to get me," she said distantly, though, still pissed-off sounding.
"I well, I wouldn't have if it wasn't necessary, but I couldn't risk you getting hurt in the process of capturing Sekart!" he shouted, "I couldn't have him hold you ransom!"
"And what difference would it make to you, anyway?" she asked, "So what if he hurt me, what's it to you?"
"What's it to me?" he repeated, "You're my partner in this, Faye, it wouldn't be right just to let you fry if I could save you."
"Oh yeah right," Faye laughed bitterly.
"What do you want from me?" he asked, "Geez, are you mad because it was my fault you got captured by him in the first place? I got you out again, didn't I?"
"Your fault," she repeated, "How was it your fault?"
"What?" he asked, "It was my fault because I didn't come when you first told me to, if I had been there in the first place, none of this would have happened."
"No," Faye said firmly, "It wasn't your fault." then she whispered in a tone barley audible, "It was mine."
~*~
James sat on a bar stool in a darker area of the bar, nursing his drink as he listened to "Mr. King" and his lady friend talk. He definitely had a way with words. He eventually coaxed the girl away, and as soon as she was out of sight, he adorned a devious grin.
'He so thinks he's getting his way with that chick tonight,' James thought with a smile. He delighted in the fact that they had managed to be one step ahead of him. He loved the fact that they had out smarted him. 'Soon,' he thought, 'Soon Sekart will pay.'
"Mr. King" went got to his room. "Back so soon, boss?" one of the henchman asked.
"Yes," he grinned, "Now let me in to see my little Faye, she has a lesson that needs to be taught."
"Uh," the other one said intelligently, "Boss, you left with her about an hour ago, don't you remember? She's not here anymore."
"What?" he said in a voice so low and enraged it could make even a strong man want to kill himself to avoid the consequences of causing that voice.
"Uh, yeah, Boss," the other henchman said, with his courage faltering, "You... left... with... her."
"I clearly did nothing of the sort!" he yelled, "Do you mean to tell me that you let someone come and take that bitch away? Are you so idiotic that you couldn't tell it wasn't me!?!"
The men would be found dead a week later drifting through space in an unregistered vehicle. Sekart would have no provable ties with the murder.
~*~
Faye looked torn; she didn't really give a flying fuck about it, she was too caught up with the thoughts swarming around in her head. Thought suddenly brought on when Spike tried to take the responsibility for her capture. She had the chance to escape, to end it all. It would have only taken a signal bullet and then it would have been over. She was sure that he would have been excepted for the bounty dead, especially his death had been self defense, but... It wasn't the first time she had failed to shoot him. He had some power over her that she just couldn't ignore. She hated feeling weak.
Spike sent Faye a few worried glances out of the corner of his eye. Something was suddenly bothering her. Something big. As much as he hated to admit it; he couldn't stand seeing her so upset. He would have said something to comfort her, but he found he had no clue what to say, and in her current state, she might not even hear him.
Faye pulled herself together as she saw a structure emerge in the abyss, she reasoned that it was the station she and Spike would be staying at that night. "That it?" she asked, breaking the long standing silence.
"Yup," he said as he brought the ship in to land.
They walked together up to the receptionist desk, where a large, hairy, uncaring looking man sat.
"I'd like two rooms for the night, please," Spike asked.
"Only got one room left," the man said indifferently.
Spike looked to Faye, "Don't worry, it's probably got two beds in it."
"Nope," the man said, "It's a single."
Spike looked a little desperate, "Smoking?" he asked.
"Non," the man replied simply.
Spike's face dropped a little, of all the time he needed a smoke, this was definitely one of them, and because of Faye, he'd probably have to sleep in a cot, or, most likely, considering the wonderful costumer service this place offered, the floor. "Fine," he said gruffly, "We'll take it."
"80 wulongs," the man said.
Spike shoved over the cash, "Enjoy your stay," the man said in a monotone, over practiced voice as he handed Spike the room key.
"Yeah right," Spike muttered.
Faye got her change of clothes out of the ship and they walked up to the room. Once inside, she locked herself in the bathroom to change, though, noting the quality of the room they had attained, she doubted the reliability of the lock.
Spike sat down on the ancient queen sized bed and pulled out his com-link. He contacted Jet.
"Jet, it's me," Spike said.
"Spike? Did everything go alright? Faye out?" Jet asked.
"Yeah, she's fine and everything, I don't think he got a change to really get to her," Spike explained.
"That's good, so, is the plan to get Sekart still a go?" Jet asked.
"Yup," Spike confirmed, "If all goes well, we should have him turned in within the next two days."
"Good." Jet said satisfied, "Anything me and Ed can do to help in the mean time?"
"Not just yet," Spike said, "I've gotta go now, but I'll keep you updated."
"Alright. Later."
"Later."
Spike picked up the phone and dialed James' room. He knew he wouldn't be there, so he just left a message.
"Hey," he said, "I got her out, contact me when you can."
Faye came out of the bathroom. "I'm exhausted."
"I'm not surprised," Spike replied.
"You might want to order a cot or something," Faye advised, "Because the bed is mine."
"Yeah, yeah," he sighed.
He picked up the phone and dialed for the hotel operator. "I'd like to order a cot to room 3B please."
"Thank you," he said as he hung up.
"So," Faye asked, "They sending a cot?"
"There is no hotel operator." he replied in a cold tone.
"Hey, you picked this classy joint, not me," Faye said as she fell down onto the bed. "Please change into your regular clothes, I don't want anymore Sekart memorabilia around me right now."
"Fine," Spike said as he went into the bathroom to change. When he came out again he found Faye already fast asleep. He sighed as he tucked her in, then decided to try for a cot at the front desk.
"Hey, buddy," he said to the receptionist, "Do you have any cots available?"
"It'll cost you extra," he replied absently.
"How much 'extra'?" Spike asked, fearing the worst.
" 'Bout 10 wulongs."
"Fine," Spike said as he dug out another 10 wulongs for the man. "When will it be brought up?"
"Whenever you decide to bring it up, I suspect," the man responded.
Spike sighed, he'd have to bring it up himself. "Ok... so where is it?"
"Back room," the man pointed, "You can't miss it, and just grab yourself some extra bedding too, on the house."
"Oh, gee," Spike said sarcastically, "Your generosity is too much."
After about 10 minutes of struggle with the impossible contraption, Spike managed to get the cot to his room. The set-up took another 20 minutes, as he couldn't find the lever to unfold it.
Soon, Spike was able to fall asleep.
Unfortunately, a bad dream had started to take over his sleep.
~~~
He watched helplessly as Sekart approached the broken looking Faye, tears streaked her face and her eyes shown with fear.
His body ached to beat the living crap out of Sekart, but he felt as though he had no body, he was forced to watch and do no more.
"This will teach you, you little bitch!" Sekart snarled as he began to hit her brutally. Faye cried out in pain.
~~~
Upon Faye's cry, he woke up in a cold sweat, only to find that the cry wasn't from his dream.
Faye thrashed in her sleep.
Spike, who just couldn't let her suffer like that, brought it upon himself to wake her up. He noticed that it was 1 am, he had only been asleep 2 and a half hours.
"Faye," he said, shaking her gently, "Faye, wake up, it's just a dream, wake up."
Faye's eye's snapped wide open, the second she realized she was safe, she clutched Spike and buried her face in his chest, the tears that plagued her dream still streamed down her face. Spike was stunned at this action, it was so un-Faye like, but he reasoned that she must have had one hell of a nightmare, so he rapped his arms around her shoulders comfortingly. "It's ok, Faye, nobody's going to hurt you."
~*~*~*~
A/N: I know that there wasn't a whole lot of action in this chapter, but there should be more soon. I tried my hardest to keep them in-character... But I'm not sure how good a job I did... Why don't you guys let me know in a review? You know how much I like them!!!
~DRC~