Be Forever Blue
Chapter Three: Reunite
"So, why did you have to leave? And why did you promise me that you'd come that day?" Spike asked gently.
"I guess I didn't know what else to say. I wanted to go! I really did! But I had to leave because Vicious wanted you killed by my hand after he found out about the fooling around and losing my baby." She replied very quietly, not knowing who might be around the corner of the open door. Even more tears filled her eyes.
Spike shushed her. "It's okay. Please don't cry. Just tell me the truth. When was our daughter born? And which convent did you put her in?"
Julia took a deep breath. She was born on February 19, 2068. She should still be at the Saint Pauline's Convent on Earth. I wanted to tell you, but by then you had left Mars and I had no idea where to find you. I was really weak, and had to get some cheap doctor on Ganymede to do the delivery."
"The one in the alley?"
"Yeah. You know him?"
"He does a cheap job of everything. Faye's hand got infected right after seeing that doctor. And Jet's leg didn't heal for about a year. But he was the only medical service we could afford."
The two of them just looked at each other for the longest time. Julia had forgotten how lost she got in his eyes when she looked deep within them. And Spike had forgotten how worried he really was when she didn't show up in the grave yard that rainy day. But now he had her back. And he wasn't going to lose her again.
"So, what's her name?" Spike finally broke the peaceful silence.
"Samara Faith Spiegel. She is yours you know." Julia closed her eyes and leaned on him. She forgot how soft he was.
"Beautiful name. Where did you hear it at? And yeah. I pretty much figured that she was mine."
"I saw Samara in a movie. And Faith is just what I rely on and I think it's a gorgeous name." She breathed very quietly while she listened to Spike's heartbeat.
"I want to know the truth on this one, okay. Just the truth. I want to know why you fooled around with me instead of Vicious. He was your fiancé.." He held Julia's shoulders very firm and smiled again. His gentle mismatched eyes stared deep into her core.
"I loved you. I never loved Vicious."
"Then why did you agree to marry him?"
"He had a gun against my head." She looked away out the door and was surprised to see another woman standing there when Spike had always been faithful. Her jaw dropped and she looked back at Spike. She was suddenly very angry. "Who's she?"
Faye walked inside. "Don't worry, we're not seeing each other at all. Merely partners in bounty hunting. In fact, we can hardly stand to be in the same room sometimes. I'm Faye Valentine." She stuck out her hand to shake Julia's.
"Julia." She faked a grin.
"Julia what?"
Julia looked at Spike, a little worried because she never knew her last name. Spike grinned and nodded his approval. "Spiegel."
Faye was very surprised that Spike and Julia shared the same last name. "I didn't know you guys got married."
"We didn't." Spike looked at Faye very closely. He knew she liked him. And he was looking to see if she had any weapons on her. Women do very strange things when jealous.
"Then I'm confused. Spike Spiegel! Are you seeing your sister?!"
"No!"
"I don't know my last name! And Spike and I may even get back together someday!" Julia hoped that it would happen. But he might not even forgive her.
Faye was stunned. She did love him! And she never realized it until she saw him with another woman. "Um... Okay. I have to go now. I'm leaving. Right now. Bye." She backed away and waited inside the doorframe.
"Close my door." He yelled, and cringed, as his mouth being wide open hurt his scorched lips. He cursed out loud with pain.
"Have you seen the doctor for that?" Julia looked worried about him.
"No. And my other partner's gone. I don't know where he went. He's pretty much the doctor on board. For some things anyway. Anyway, I'm really sorry about Faye. She can be such a horrible person most of the time. I would stay away from her if I were you." Spike ran his hand through Julia's soft golden-blonde hair.
"I see."
"Anyway, more questions. What ever happened to the apartment you lived in? Didn't you leave the rest of your stuff there?" He asked.
"I left almost everything. I don't know if someone lives there or not. I'm not even sure if the building is still standing or not!" She laughed softly.
"Do you want to go find out? You can move in with me if you want to." Now he was caressing her pale face.
"I want you to meet Samara." Julia stared. "I don't even know her very well. I had to give her up after three weeks."
"Okay." He was nervous. More nervous than he had ever been before. "I guess I'm ready."
"She looks just like you, too." Julia was nervous too. She didn't remember Spike ever being around little kids before. She didn't know how he would react. "Okay then. When do you want to go? You don't look up to traveling at all."
"Um..."
"What about next week. Then maybe by then your burns will be okay. You look exhausted." She ran her fingers through his dark green hair.
"I forgive you. It's not your fault."
She smiled and tried to hug him without hurting him, but it just didn't happen that way. She choked back more tears. She was glad that she was with him again.
"Oh, no, Julia. Don't cry. I hate it when women cry. It makes me wanna cry too!" Spike joked.
"Well, I guess I can't help it. I've been pretty weak since I left."
"Now you know how I felt."
A week later, Spike's burns did heal. Not very well. They were really blistered. Julia got some new clothes that Spike stole from Faye. And he said he didn't know that Faye had some actual long pants and big tee shirts. But later, Julia went shopping for some of her own clothes. She met Edward and Ein. And once Jet came back to finish getting his bags, and she got to meet him.
They left for the Saint Pauline's Convent on Earth on a Sunday. It was warm, but very, very rainy. Spike and Julia hadn't felt so good while they were together for that short time. Very seemingly soon, they pulled up in front of a huge building left in ruins. It was completely destroyed.
It's better to have a real solitude all by yourself...
Author's Note: How dramatic! I still won't cry, though. I'm much stronger than many people think... Anyway, if you want, e-mail me for recent updates and to be me friend... sniffle Do you think I have any real friends?
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