A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys I'm so glad you're enjoying this as much as I am. Sorry once again for the slow up dates and I apologise for all my grammar and spelling errors. I guess we can't all be perfect huh?

Session # 4

A VICIOUS LIE.

Vicious took Faye's hand and slid a beautiful and expensive wedding ring onto her slender finger as she slept peacefully within the silk sheets of a grand looking four poster bed.

A smile crept its way upon his face as he moved the tips of his fingers along Faye's cheek and then across her parted lips.

She'd awake soon and become his new Julia with no memory of the life she'd left behind or of the man she risked her life to protect.

This Julia would be his Julia and his alone.

He'd make her into everything Spike despised and more.

He'd turn her into the total opposite of the woman she used to be.

He'd make her into a merciless killer with a heart of cold as his.

And the Faye Valentine that Spike knew would exist only within Spike memory's and so called dreams.

Vicious smiled down at his dark angel once again whilst slipping his cold hand into the pocket of his jacket and taking out a small vile of Red Eye.

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SIX MONTHS LATER.

Spike placed a single red rose upon the modest looking headstone and sat down at the foot of the grave allowing his eyes to read the cold gannet.

In loving memory of Faye Valentine a comrade and a friend who died tragically

On the 15th of November 2071

May you find the peace in death that you tried so hard to find in life.

You will be forever missed Poker Alice.

He never wonted her to love him.

That was why he had teased her and acted as if he didn't care.

He wanted her to hate him, even despise him to the point that she didn't give a damn if he lived or died.

He had acted that way because he knew that he was distend to die and last thing that he wanted was to drag any more loved ones into the mess he had made of his life.

However, it hadn't worked. Faye had somehow seen through all of it.

She had seen through the barrier he had created to distance himself from the people he cared for.

She had loved him even though he had pushed her away.

She had followed him even though she knew he wanted to finish it alone.

She saved him even though he didn't want to be saved.

Frowning sadly Spike took out two cigarettes from his almost empty pack and lit them up placing one upon the soft soil and keeping one for himself.

He took a long drag of smoke and blew it out with a sigh as he looked at the over burning cigarette resting upon Faye's grave.

"Why couldn't you of loved Jet instead?" He smiled sadly.

Suddenly Spike's communicator began ringing making him raise an eyebrow.

"Speak on the devil" Spike sighed whilst looking at Faye's resting place "Mind if I answer that?"

He waited for a few seconds as if he was expecting her to answer back but then frowned and took the com from his pocket.

"Yeah" Spike said in a bored voice as he looked at the screen to find Jet's grinning face. He raised an eyebrow "What you so happy about?"

"We've got ourselves a new hit. A big one" Jet answered.

"Oh yeah, and just how big is big?" Spike asked whilst taking another drag of his cigarette.

"How does 600 million sound to you bud?"

Spike's cigarette dropped form his lips and he stared at the screen in disbelief.

"I guess it sounds good, huh?" Jet chuckled. "I'll meet you back on the Bebop once you've picked your jaw off the ground. Alright?"

Spike nodded with the look of disbelief still plastered upon his face, clicked off the com, and then looked back at Faye's grave with a grin.

"600 mil Faye. How about that...sounds like trouble huh?" He said as he stood up and walked back over to her headstone. "Won't need to do anymore after this one."

He kissed the palm of his hand and then placed it against the cold stone. "Well wish me luck." He smiled "And make sure you behave yourself up there Romany"

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Vicious watched in ore as his dark angle disposed of their latest victim.

The blade of her sword sliding along the old mans back like a knife through butter as he tried to get away from her and then the spray of his blood as it coloured the air and the white leather of her dress.

He smiled as the corpse fell to the floor and then as his angel slowly turned her face towards him.

She raised the blade of her sword to her lips and slowly and seductively licked the crimson from its shinny surface.

With a slight movement of his head Vicious beckoned her to him as he slipped his hand into his jacket pocket and took out another small vile of pure Red eye.

His angel smiled dropping her sword to the ground and slowly walked up to him.

As she got closer Vicious pulled her towards him and looked into her red blood shot eyes. They begged for their masters approval and more of the deadly narcotic.

"Am I a good girl?" His angle asked in a sexual tone.

Vicious nodded and ran his fingers through her hair "Yes...you're a very good girl" His voice growled as he placed the small vile in her hand.

Her smile widened and she softly kissed him on his cold lips smearing them with hot scarlet.

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NEXT TIME:

Session #5

600 million reasons to celebrate.

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