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Notes: this fanfic is set after The real folk blues II', Spike is still alive and it's a SpikexFaye fanfic, so these ones who don't like them as a couple just don't read it. I apologize to all of you for my grammar errors (I'm not English) and for taking so long to update. Sorry!
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You make me cool
the bounty hunter slowly started to open his eyes and when he finally could see what had happened he couldn't believe it
Chapter 2: What they usually call a perfect timing'
Venus, 2072
Spike stared wide-eyed at the sight before him; the bounty head he thought had shot him was now lying motionless on his stomach onto the floor where a pool of blood has started to expand.
He could see the bullet hole that was on Keegan's back, his white jacket was stained with his own blood and his menacing gray eyes were now lifeless but still wide open from the shock for a so unexpected death.
The bounty hunter couldn't look away from Keegan's dead body, for a moment he had seriously thought that his time was over; for a moment he had felt true fear, a foreign emotion to him till this day; for a moment he had been more alive than ever.
Well, it looks like Fortune had finally noticed my existence' Spike thought still not moving from his position a single bullet just next to the heart. I wonder who could have shot him' the answer to Spike's question came from a familiar voice
"I think that it was what they call a perfect timing" at the sound of that voice Spike's lower jaw would have fallen down to his feet if it hadn't been joint to his upper jaw.
T- this is just IMPOSSIBLE!' Spike's mind screamed that woman, that shrew, that stupid wench, that cheat bitch, that gambler, thatthat. Godthere is no words to describe that devilish creature! Next time I want Ein to be my partner.'
Spike looked at the person who had saved his life; actually, the last person he wanted to save his lifeagain.
Faye Valentine.
I must be seeing things yeah, now I'll close my eyes and when I'll open them again she'll disappear' slowly Spike closed his eyes but his comrade was still there when he open them again, he blinked twice but nothing changed.
Faye was standing opposite Spike, she was wearing a gray mid-thigh-length skirt and a black blouse, her left hand was on her left hip while the right one was firmly holding her Glock 30. A black headband has replaced the yellow one that usually hold her dark bangs from falling on her vibrant deep green eyes, which now were sparkling with a twinkle of complicity, and her crimson lips was curled up in a smile halfway between mischievous and sarcastic.
It was a great idea to spatter him with my coffee, I was tired of his blue suit!' Faye thought staring at Spike he looks kinda shocked of seeing me here, I wonder who he t-' Faye's thoughts were cut off by Spike's voice
"No Faye, I think they call it luck" Spike said getting a grip on himself, walking towards his gun who laid near Keegan's corpse and bending down next to it.
"You should thank me, cowboy. It's not the first time that I save your sorry ass" the bounty huntress replied replacing her gun into its holster and then crossing her arms over her chest.
He is NOT going to win this!' Faye thought determined. All I want is a simple thanks' he doesn't have to run up to me, hug me, kiss me and tell me that I'm the most beautiful, sexy and smart woman in the Solar System, even if it wouldn't be a bad idea. A mere thanks' will be enough'
"That'll be the day, Faye" Spike said coolly checking the now non-existent pulsation on Keegan's neck and picking up his Jericho.
"Was it a dead or alive' bounty?" he went on looking at his partner
That little he's trying to change the subject, he really thinks that I'm stupid' Faye supposed mentally
"I don't know. Anyway don't try to change the subject, Spike, I'm still waiting for that thank-you" she said
"And I'm still waiting your apology for this morning accident" Spike responded smirking and adding a note of sarcasm on the last word, then he stand up and took out his comm. unit to call Jet.
That means war, Spiegel. And when I say war I mean w- Faye couldn't finish her thoughts cause another gun shot echoed in the large room and suddenly her mind stop dead in tracks.
The comm. unit slipped from Spike's hand, fell to the floor and broke when the cowboy looked up towards his comrade.
Spike held his breath and watched the scene before him as if it was in slow motion'.
He watched as Faye's lively eyes opened wide and suddenly went blank losing all their characteristic vivacity; he saw her Glock slip from her slender fingers touching every fingertip and finally falling to the ground with a dull sound that resounded in his ears. And he noticed the drop of blood that rolled down from the left side of her crimson lips leaving a bloody-red trail till her chin.
Then the slow motion' stopped and Spike saw Faye fell on her knees and before she fainted, he heard her say, in a barely audible whisper, a single word
"Spike"
THANK YOU, SPACE COWGIRL
A/N: when I went over this chapter again looking for mistakes, I realized that I could easily change the title from what they call a perfect timing' to what they call a total shit'. But! Considering the fact that I wrote it in three hours after a boring visit to a sweet old aunt (completely mental that went on all day telling me that the last time she saw me I was a little baby, even if it was two months ago!), I think that it's still decent.
Anyway, thanks again 4 reviewing the 1st chapter and 4 reading this one (hoping you like it)!
R&R, pleeeeeaaaaase!?!?!?!?
Faye: where is my favorite author?
Me: F-Faye?
Faye: yessssss?
Me: where did you find that double-barreled gun?
Faye (caressing her gun): oh this? I keep it for the special occasions
Me: s-specialo-occasions?
Faye: yes, you know, I usually use it on people that tell me I swear I'll put you in the next chapter' (speaking in a silly voice) and then didn't keep their promise
Me: but YOU ARE in this chapter!
Faye: oh sorry! You're right! I'm the one who died at the end!
Me: Id-
Spike (coming from behind Faye playing with three hand grenades): so she's the one who kills you
Faye (staring suspiciously at Spike): you...care?
Spike: noit's just that I have to be the one who kills you
Faye: lunkhead
Spike: shrew
Faye: asshole
Me (Spike's and Faye's voices bickering in the background): SEE YOU IN THE NEXT CHAPTER FOLKS!
If I'm still alive