A/N: How about this for a fast update? Only problem is this sessions a little bit short.Enjoy!

Session #6

Mystic guidance.

"Well I guess Jet was almost right" Spike chuckled to himself as he walked towards the old Indians camp site smoking his last cigarette.

Sure he was gonna get wasted tonight just like Jet had predicted but not before getting some spiritual guidance from old man bull, for a 600 million bounty he would need all the luck he could get.

Frowning to himself he dropped his cigarette to the ground, stubbed it out and made his way to the old tee-pee.

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"I've been expecting you swimming bird" The old Indian uttered as Spike walked inside.

"Is that so" Spike said with a raised eyebrow as he sat down and made himself comfortable.

"You've been carrying a great weight upon your shoulders as of late. A weight of guilt, regret and loss."

Spike nodded sadly.

"The loss of a woman" Bull continued.

"I owe her my life. My soul belongs to her…" Spike sighed. "And it'll be her's will forever"

"This woman seeks to claim your soul but her mind has been corrupted. Manipulated by evil…"

Spike lowered his eyes "But she's dead"

Bull shook his head "No. Her soul is just sleeping within her. She's waiting for you to set it free."

Spike's eye's widened in curiosity as he looked at the old Indian.

Bull simply shut his eyes.

"The bounty that you and running rock seek will appear tonight in the far north of the city under the crescent moon" Bull uttered and then began to chant shutting himself off from the outside world.

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Spike left the tent in deep thought. Now he really did need a drink and a damned strong one at that.

"Her soul was just sleeping waiting for me to set it free? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Spike muttered dumbfondenly to himself.

He couldn't have meant Faye. She was dead. Dead and buried. He'd been to her grave enough times in the past six months to know that. Faye was gone and there was no way she was ever coming back.

But the way Bull had talked.

"Ahh!" Spike growled smacking his hand against his forehead "Stop thinking damn it!" He said trying to shake off his thoughts as he walked away from the camp site.

He was just looking to deep into what Bull had said that's all. Bull was just speaking metaphorically. He hadn't meant Faye was alive…Right?

Spike shock his head in annoyance. "Damn it. This crescent moon place better be a bar."

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Next time.

Session#7

The best is yet to come.

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