All You Wanted Ch-3
Wanted
Hi. (insert nervous giggle here) Long time no see huh? (SMILE)! OKAY PUT THE GUN AWAY!!! I'm sorry I haven't had the time to really update this story, but I still love it and I still love everybody who supported this tiny fanfic endeavor. Thanks. I love you guys. Now I have even more to write about. It seems as if I know a male who is just like Spike. I'll be damned! So I really know what Faye is going through here. !!!!ALL MEN ARE UNSTABLE CREATURES!!!!!!! (ahem) Sorry. Here's the story…..
Jet called the ship. On the third ring, Spike pressed the button and the screen showed an aggravated Faye being shoved out of the screen's vision by Spike's large hand.
" Get the hell out the way, shrew! Leave bounties to the one's who can actually fight."
"Fuck you, Spike," she grated and a telltale voice, " If I recall correctly Mr. I-don't-want-any-help-so-I'll-fuck-this-bounty-up, I bought in the last two bounties and saved your sorry green haired ass." She shoved his arm out of the way, inwardly irritated by how much stronger he was. When his arm popped right back up, blocking her view of Jet, she bit down as hard as she could.
"FUCK FAYE!!!!!" She pushed him to the floor, shrugged and commenced to carry on a conversation with Jet.
"Faye, why can't you two just play nice? Jet sighed dramatically and shook his head. Spike's muttering could be heard in the background as he nursed his teeth imprinted arm.
" Because, Spike can dish it out, but he can't take it," Faye said smugly. "What's the next bounty?" Her emerald eyes lit up. The bounties they'd been getting lately had been providing them with not only a constant supply of food but also better arrangements on the ship. Furthermore, since Faye had regained her memories, she'd stopped gambling and was saving her money. This resulted in new clothes and a wax job on her ship with wulongs left to boot.
" Next bounty….eh… You guys had better be in for the long haul. This one's a doozy. 60 million wulong, and it's not gonna be eas-"
"Whoa!" Spike whistled. "60 million wulongs, man…what the hell did this bounty do to deserve that?"
"As I was saying, he's not gonna be easy to find." Jet obviously had a problem with being interrupted. "His name is Malachi Blue, and he's wanted for ra-…"
"Blowing a planet up, " Spike guessed randomly.
"No," Jet replied patiently, "they want to capture him because he-"
" Robbed every bank in this galaxy, " Faye piped in.
Jet mentally counted until he calmed down. "Nooo," Jet said very slowly. " He has several people after him cause he-,"
"Ran up a big ass bill at a rejuvenation clinic and cheated who knows how many people out of their money in the casinos." Spike looked very pointedly at Faye.
" Not funny fucking Gumby!" she retorted. "Hey, what the hell is that supposed to mean?!" He replied getting ticked off. "Exactly what it meant, you're lanky ass bears a striking resemblance to Gumby." Faye retorted coolly. "Ya know what, fuck you Faye." "No, fuck you, Spike!"
" SHUT UP!!!!!!!! SHIT!!! What the hell is wrong with you two?! Damn it! 60 million wulongs. I'll e-mail you the information. I want a third of the bounty just for having to deal with you two. Get the damn bounty!" The screen blipped off.
" Now look what you did shrew! Ya made Jet mad!" Spike said.
Faye glared at him, "Just shut the hell up and let's go get the bounty." She walked off. Why did she even bother with him. Before the mental question could even form, she had the answer. Because he's everything you've ever wanted…
Yep, and that's how they'd been for a whole year now. It'd been six months since Faye's hurt angry outburst at Spike and since then everything had fallen back into the normal rut. Spike messed with Faye, Faye aggravated Spike. That was about as normal as it got.
At least it had been normal. Right up until Faye'd decided that she could keep her feelings inside anymore. So she'd told Spike.
It was for the best, right?
Yeah. Uh huh.
If you want me to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside, so busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares
It had been a hot night. Even with the brand new air conditioning they'd been able to afford on the money from the bounties.
She'd walked to the little ammunition room. She knew he'd be there. He spent a lot of time there. Probably to get away from her. No matter. She stood as silently as possible. Just content to watch him.
"What do you want, Faye?" He had a minute little smile on his face. "You look like you've got a lot to say."
Right then Faye, it hit Faye. He knew. Bastard. Still she couldn't stop now. Faltering she stepped forward. She could feel her traitor face turning a vivid red. Damn it! She thought to herself. I'm not a little schoolgirl anymore!
"I care about you." She said the words and took a breath. She hadn't even realized that she'd been holding her breath. She repeated it, gaining confidence with the spoken words. " I care about you a lot." She smiled to herself, feeling much better. Actually she was feeling pretty damn good. She didn't have to dance around him anymore. All her cards were out on the table. Nothing could spoil this high she was on right now.
" Tell me something I didn't know." He calmly finished wiping the gun off and he put it away.
About that high…she was wrong. She instantly felt her stomach drop. What exactly had she come here hoping for anyway?
"Ya know, what is it with women and all that shy bullshit? Come off it. You have feelings for someone and you're so afraid to tell them. Why?" He questioned relentlessly.
"I don't know. I guess…hell, Spike I can't speak for the entire female population. All I know is rejection can break you."
Spike shook his head. "So you like someone, even love someone for years, and finally at the worst possible moment, probably when they're about to leave or die, you tell them."
"It isn't like that. It isn't that simple. When you like someone you don't wanna mess-…"
"Man, how about a woman who knows what she wants and can tell me as soon as she feels it? How about that? Yeah, that'll be a woman definitely worth talking to." Spike replied.
Inside, Faye despaired. I am that woman, her inner self asserted desperately. I am.
"So, what now, Spike?" Faye asked quite heisitantly.
"What do you mean what now?" He asked back, not harshly, but with something that made Faye cringe on the inside.
"I..what do you want, Spike?"
"Something, you can't give, Faye." She looked at him dead on. She'd been nervously toying with a bullet earlier to distract herself from his gaze.
"How about you try me, Spike?" Already, she knew he'd probably be right. "What do you want?" She asked again.
"Intimacy with no strings attached." Spike stared at her. "I don't think you can give me that, Faye."
"I can try," she whispered.
With that, Spike walked over from the nonchalant stance he taken against the wall. He walked closer to her and put his arms on both sides of her. His voice was very quiet. "Faye, come off it. You're not comfortable here. You're trembling and I haven't even done anything yet."
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Spike." She was lying very well. At least she thought so. "So cut the bullshit and kiss me already."
He took her face into his large hands. He marveled at how soft her skin was. Gently he brushed her lips with his own.
Slowly. Gently. Softly. Faye sighed. He heard the small sound and smiled into the kiss. She broke away first. Looking at him, she sought to avoid his eyes.
"We'd better get started on that bounty." She extracted herself from his arms and moved out.
See, her body screamed, I can handle what you want.
She could handle intimacy without love, feeling and care.
She could handle it, even if her heart screamed she deserved more.
Even if she loved him…
She could handle it…
Yeah right.