Disclaimer: I do NOT own Cowboy Bebop. Anyway, I still own this fanfic and a lot of meaningless things.
Thanks: to Kendra Luehr, Moosecandles, XHatori-SohmaX, AnimePunk13, PurpleRoses, Bloody Love, mashipeach, Divine-Red-Crayon, Nis-chan, summers2004, Faye, but a dream, ni9htdreame12, Mrs.B17, Moonwhisper and Aryll (did I forget anybody? I hope not…) 4 reading and reviewing my story!
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!
Anyhow, please don't hesitate to r&r or email me any comments, questions, suggestions, corrections or flames to: alicevalentine2071yahoo.com
You make me cool
…he heard her say, in a barely audible whisper, a single word
"Spike…"
Chapter 3: Act of God
Venus, 2072
Spike's mind was frozen; his mismatched brown eyes were fixed on Faye's slender figure lying still onto the cold floor, and every muscle of his body was so tense that he thought he couldn't move if he want to.
The bounty hunter couldn't see his comrade's face cause it was hidden by her silky dark purple locks, but he could see the bullet hole that was on her back; he couldn't really define if it had hit some vital organ, it all came from where the bullet was shot.
Spike suddenly look up from Faye's unconscious form, he had caught a rapid movement in the shadows with the corner of the eye and when he heard a noise, on instinct he pulled out his Jericho and shot in the direction of the sound. But the bullet didn't hit anybody and stopped opposite him on the white wall of the room.
This act woke him up from his temporary state of shock and he rushed towards Faye.
'It can't be happening again. It doesn't have to happen again. It isn't fair!' Spike's mind screamed as his hand tightened its grip on his gun. 'She can't be dying! She can't leave us! She can't leave Ed, she can't leave Jet, she can't even leave Ein'
'…She can't leave me… Not like this at least, not like Julia had…' his subconscious added.
In fact, even if it was almost a year ago, Julia's death was still an open wound on his heart, a wound that neither medicines nor whisky could heal, a wound that probably wouldn't heal at all. And the last thing Spike wanted was to lose another friend,
'Comrade, shipmate or partner. That woman is definitely NOT a friend!' the cowboy made clear to himself.
Spike bent down next to Faye and paying attention not to touch the wound, he turned her so he can see her face and he shifted her head onto his lap. Looking down he noticed that her eyes were closed and her bloody lips were parted so he could feel her weak breath.
'She's so pale… but still so damn beautiful…' Spike thought staring at his comrade 'I'm sure that she's going to make it. She survived that fucking accident almost 60 years ago, she can't die for a stupid bullet that had been shot by a stupid asshole!'
Faye, who was mentally cursing herself for being so imprudent, feeling under observation slowly opened her emerald eyes only to find herself reflected into a pair of mismatched eyes and all the pain she was in immediately disappeared.
'His eyes are so enigmatic… I can't see through them, there're just too emotions to decipher. But he's angry with me; I'm sure as hell that he is. At least I can see that!' Faye thought looking into Spike's eyes 'anyway there's still this hint of fear…so Mr. I-do-not-care-anything-about-anybody is…concerned! Yeah… but probably more about the money I own him than about me'
'I've never seen that shade of green in anybody's eyes.' Spike noticed staring back at Faye. 'Her eyes have something special, they are always sparkling with anger, amusement or mischief; but when she's sad, hurt or in pain they turn to an enchanting deep emerald from which you couldn't look away'.
And there they stayed, looking into each other's eyes like nothing had happened, lost in their own thoughts. But a sharp pain on her back reminded Faye that she was shot and that it wasn't the best moment to think about the lunkhead's eyes.
"Are you going to sit there and watch me bleed to death?" Faye asked sarcastically as smirk appeared upon her red lips.
'That woman will never change…' Spike assured to himself while a smile found its way on his thin lips
"You don't know how much I've waited for this moment to come…" he answered back passing an arm under her knees and the other around her small waist taking her up in his arms.
"Lunkhead…" the bounty huntress breathed locking her arms around his comrade's neck and resting her head on his shoulder as he started to walk out of the building and towards the Swordfish II.
"And remember that you own me a new shirt, too" Spike said expecting her to answer back.
But that answer never came.
The cowboy could feel Faye's breath against his neck and noticed that it was weaker than before so he called her
"Faye?" Faye, who was lulled by Spike's rhythmic pace, lost all the connections with the real world, and retired into her own world where she couldn't feel any pain, hear any noise or being annoyed by anybody. Spike still didn't get an answer so he decided to stop.
"Faye?" he said her name once more and looked down at the peaceful features of her face. The sudden stop broke Faye's moment of peace and her eyes shot open
"Why did you stop?" she asked into his shoulder; Spike smiled and started to walk again towards his now visible red aircraft
"The Bebop is docked too far from here, we're heading towards a hospital" he said
"I hate hospitals…" Faye muttered
"Me too, but at least they have a morgue in there…" the cowboy said with a smirk. The bounty huntress smiled and hit him playfully on the head.
Spike arrived to the Swordfish II and carefully managed to climb and sit into its cockpit with Faye sitting onto his lap. Spike startup the engine and the space ship took off into the sea green Venusian sky.
Faye looked at Spike and smiled'He's always so adsorbed in his own thoughts when he pilots the Swordfish II. His baby. In my opinion, it's just an old wreck. My Redtail is certainly much better…' the cowgirl thought, and remembering that her aircraft was still in a parking area of the planet she said to herself
"Damn…the Redtail…"
"What did you say?" Spike asked absently
"Uh…nothing. I was just thinking that I should call the Redtail and send it back to the Bebop with the auto-pilot" she responded
"Well, it's not like somebody will steal your ship if you leave it there for a few hours"
"Don't be so sure Spike. Even if it seems impossible it's not so difficult to-" Faye stopped in mid-sentence, but it was too late, Spike had already understand why she had stopped
"So you didn't really buy the Redtail, right?" he asked smirking
"Well, actually it was a present…" Faye responded
"A…present?" he asked looking at her
"Yes!"
"And may I ask from who?" Spike questioned in a too much polite way for him
"From somebody who probably had to go home on foot that night…" Faye said smiling, Spike chuckled and when he saw her closing her eyes again he returned to look before him.
'She's losing a lot of blood… I don't think that letting her sleep is a good idea, I'd better keep her awake' the bounty hunter thought
"Why did you arrive so late?" he asked feeling her shifting a little on his lap
"Act of God…" she replied
"Casino?" he suggested
"Sorry, try again"
"Horse race?"
"Race-tracks are closed on Wednesday"
"Dog race?"
"Oh please! You know how much I hate those creatures…"
"Ok, ok I give up…" Spike said. Faye sighed and looked outside at the sky
"Creditors…" she admitted after a few minutes. Spike couldn't keep himself from laughing as well as Faye couldn't keep herself from hitting him on the head again.
"You wouldn't laugh if you were up to your neck in debt…" she said lightly frustrated
"If I were up to my neck in debt, Faye" he replied finally locating a hospital.
NEVER LEAVE YOUR AIRCRAFT IN A PARKING LOT FOR TOO LONG, SPACE COWBOY…
A/N: finally, the 3rd chapter is up! I really hope you like it, cause when you think in Italian and write in English sometimes è veramente un casino! Well…as I was saying, it's truly a mess! Anyway, I don't really know when I'll update the next time, possibly within a week (as usual).
Thanks again 4 reading and reviewing this fanfic! Thanks a lot!
Me: so, Faye, what do you think?
Faye: well, at least I'm still alive…
Spike: …and bleeding all around my baby and me!
Faye: oh shut up, Spike! You're the one who stained my favorite yellow outfit with your blood so much that I had to throw it away!
Spike: please, don't start that again! I had enough…
Faye: you were asking for it…
Spike: fuck you!
Me: I think you two had enough for today, guys.
Spike: hey you!
Me: god… you sound just like my history teacher…
Spike: what?!
Me: oh… never mind. What do you want?
Spike: I want to kill that wench in the next chapter!
Me: uh…well… that will upset my plans a little, you know…
Spike: that's none of my business…
Me: exactly…
Faye: but certainly mine!
Me: exactly…
Faye and Spike: stop saying that! It's a stupid word!
Me: exactly…