Sorry for taking so long everyone. . . School has been a bitch. Also, could someone please tell me how to correctly spell Spiegal? I used to know but here lately it's been slipping my mind… Thanks in advance! Anyway, onto the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop.
Crazy Cowboys
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Faye stared at him, wide-eyed. Who was his boss? Who did this guy think he was? A slight frown tugged at the edges of her lips as she regained her composure, calmly taking the situation in. Well, what to do? He had a gun trained on Spike and one eye trained on her. If she tried anything, Spike would surely be shot. So, what do to? Damn, this was annoying.
'I'm getting too old for this,' Faye thought as her eyes darted from him to their scenery. She was shocked as she heard the creaking of door hinges. When Gary glanced up and to the door, she knew that as her chance. She flung herself at the man, a fist raised and ready to strike.
Gary saw her too late as he tried to swing away, but was instead punched. Faye smiled as she heard the satisfying crunch of bone cracking beneath the force of her fist.. Yes, she'd hit him that hard. That would be thanks to the pent up anger and frustration from the last two days. She watched as he fell, the gun falling from his fingertips. Spike reached over, quickly grabbing the object before the man could get it again.
He was cringing, due to his injuries but he nodded at Faye to tell her that he would be okay for the moment. Faye made sure that her punch had knocked the man out before she turned, seeing a rather surprised and confused man standing by the doorway. When he saw Gary, his eyes only doubled in size as if to say 'He was coming after me? Holy shit! . . . Now, who are you?'
His thoughts formed into words as he did in fact ask who Faye and Spike were. A sloppy grin spread across the fuzzy-haired man's face as he answered. "Just a couple of crazy Cowboys."
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Gary awoke to someone slapping his cheek gently. The impact wasn't hard enough to injure, but it was enough to get someone's attention. He reluctantly opened his eyes to see an older man looking at him. There was black and gray hair on the parts of his head that weren't bald. His beard was the same way. Gary tried to shift his weight, only to find that he was handcuffed to something or another.
"Who…?" his voice trailed off as he started to ask the question but abruptly stopped when he saw the man standing on the other side of the room. Messy green hair, mis-matched brown eyes. Spike Spiegal. The night before flooded back to him and he growled the words "What do you want?"
"Well, that nice bounty you have on your head would be nice," the older man said, "but we'll start with a little information. So, how's about it?" he asked, a grin twisting his features. He was obviously in a better mood than he was in earlier. Gary grunted in response, shifting his weight once again as he felt Spike's eyes boring holes into him. He wished that the cowboy would just go away.
It was funny how his wishes were never answered.
"Who's your boss?" Jet asked. Simple, sweet, and straight to the point. Why not? It cut time down. Usually. "Why should I tell you?" Gary replied, looking defiantly at the older man and trying to avoid locking gazes with Spike. It was then that he felt rough hands wrap around the collar of his shirt and he turned his head to see Spike standing there.
"Because you could be putting my family in danger. Now, are you going to tell me or are we going to have problems?" He said, his dark brown eyes narrowing slightly. Jet could barely believe his eyes. Spike, the laid back, easy going, free spirit of the Bebop was now a worried and rather sinister mess. It was funny what a family could do to a man. Especially when that family was threatened.
Jet supposed that was why Spike was on his guard. He probably felt that his family was being threatened. After all, if this 'boss' of Gary's knew everything about Spike and Faye, why would he not know about Gage? Why does he know in the first place? Does he wish to be an enemy? Or are they just someone to watch out for and go certain distances to stay away from? Well, that was what they were here to find out.
"I can't tell you," Gary then sputtered, now afraid that he might be beaten into submission. In Spike's condition right now, Jet didn't find that too close to the impossible. "Yes. You can," Spike then said, his tone certain as was the look on his face. It masked anger, Jet supposed. Spike's grip on the man's shirt collar tightened as he stared into his eyes, trying to force an answer out of him.
"I… I won't tell you then," Although he still refused, Jet and Spike both could see that he was getting frightened. Very odd, for a man of his supposed stature. Oh well, all the easier to get something out of him. "Well, we'll just see about that," it was Jet's turn to speak as Spike released the man, taking a step back and out of Jet's way.
Jet's cybernetic arm stretched out, clutching Gary's throat. There was no way that he'd kill Gary, but Gary didn't know that. Gary's eyes widened once again as the obvious finally hit him. These guys meant business and if they truly desired to kill him, he was chained. Tied down. There was no way he could escape their wrath, if that was what they chose to do. And, in Gary's point of view, they did. If he didn't tell them what they wanted to know. So, what was the logical explanation? Tell the man what he wanted to know.
"E-doc! His name is E-doc!" Gary gasped as Jet's grip tightened momentarily before loosening and falling away from his throat. 'E-doc?' Jet thought, 'What kind of a name is E-doc?' However, Spike's thoughts were on a different track entirely. 'E-doc. . . edoc. . . Code backwards.' He observed, but shrugged the thought off. He'd practically watched Code die. Code was dead. However, that ominous feeling stayed with him.
It was then that Gage burst into the room, a smile on his face. "Mom said to tell you that we're there!" he yelled before running back out, slamming the door behind him. By there, Spike supposed that he meant they had reached the nearest city with a prison. Well, time to collect their bounty. A smile crossed Spike's features as he pried his mind away from Code and this E-doc man. Or woman perhaps? Who knew? But he did know one thing. . . He would have to get Ed to look into this one.
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I know! Very short an uneventful, but I will get to the good stuff soon! I promise! Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it even though I cannot please everyone. Oh and please review. (if you disliked it tell me why so I can improve!) Also, I know Spike was rather OOC this chapter, but I figured that even a man like him would be angry and on his guard if he felt that his family could be threatened, so that's where that came from!
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop.
Crazy Cowboys
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Faye stared at him, wide-eyed. Who was his boss? Who did this guy think he was? A slight frown tugged at the edges of her lips as she regained her composure, calmly taking the situation in. Well, what to do? He had a gun trained on Spike and one eye trained on her. If she tried anything, Spike would surely be shot. So, what do to? Damn, this was annoying.
'I'm getting too old for this,' Faye thought as her eyes darted from him to their scenery. She was shocked as she heard the creaking of door hinges. When Gary glanced up and to the door, she knew that as her chance. She flung herself at the man, a fist raised and ready to strike.
Gary saw her too late as he tried to swing away, but was instead punched. Faye smiled as she heard the satisfying crunch of bone cracking beneath the force of her fist.. Yes, she'd hit him that hard. That would be thanks to the pent up anger and frustration from the last two days. She watched as he fell, the gun falling from his fingertips. Spike reached over, quickly grabbing the object before the man could get it again.
He was cringing, due to his injuries but he nodded at Faye to tell her that he would be okay for the moment. Faye made sure that her punch had knocked the man out before she turned, seeing a rather surprised and confused man standing by the doorway. When he saw Gary, his eyes only doubled in size as if to say 'He was coming after me? Holy shit! . . . Now, who are you?'
His thoughts formed into words as he did in fact ask who Faye and Spike were. A sloppy grin spread across the fuzzy-haired man's face as he answered. "Just a couple of crazy Cowboys."
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Gary awoke to someone slapping his cheek gently. The impact wasn't hard enough to injure, but it was enough to get someone's attention. He reluctantly opened his eyes to see an older man looking at him. There was black and gray hair on the parts of his head that weren't bald. His beard was the same way. Gary tried to shift his weight, only to find that he was handcuffed to something or another.
"Who…?" his voice trailed off as he started to ask the question but abruptly stopped when he saw the man standing on the other side of the room. Messy green hair, mis-matched brown eyes. Spike Spiegal. The night before flooded back to him and he growled the words "What do you want?"
"Well, that nice bounty you have on your head would be nice," the older man said, "but we'll start with a little information. So, how's about it?" he asked, a grin twisting his features. He was obviously in a better mood than he was in earlier. Gary grunted in response, shifting his weight once again as he felt Spike's eyes boring holes into him. He wished that the cowboy would just go away.
It was funny how his wishes were never answered.
"Who's your boss?" Jet asked. Simple, sweet, and straight to the point. Why not? It cut time down. Usually. "Why should I tell you?" Gary replied, looking defiantly at the older man and trying to avoid locking gazes with Spike. It was then that he felt rough hands wrap around the collar of his shirt and he turned his head to see Spike standing there.
"Because you could be putting my family in danger. Now, are you going to tell me or are we going to have problems?" He said, his dark brown eyes narrowing slightly. Jet could barely believe his eyes. Spike, the laid back, easy going, free spirit of the Bebop was now a worried and rather sinister mess. It was funny what a family could do to a man. Especially when that family was threatened.
Jet supposed that was why Spike was on his guard. He probably felt that his family was being threatened. After all, if this 'boss' of Gary's knew everything about Spike and Faye, why would he not know about Gage? Why does he know in the first place? Does he wish to be an enemy? Or are they just someone to watch out for and go certain distances to stay away from? Well, that was what they were here to find out.
"I can't tell you," Gary then sputtered, now afraid that he might be beaten into submission. In Spike's condition right now, Jet didn't find that too close to the impossible. "Yes. You can," Spike then said, his tone certain as was the look on his face. It masked anger, Jet supposed. Spike's grip on the man's shirt collar tightened as he stared into his eyes, trying to force an answer out of him.
"I… I won't tell you then," Although he still refused, Jet and Spike both could see that he was getting frightened. Very odd, for a man of his supposed stature. Oh well, all the easier to get something out of him. "Well, we'll just see about that," it was Jet's turn to speak as Spike released the man, taking a step back and out of Jet's way.
Jet's cybernetic arm stretched out, clutching Gary's throat. There was no way that he'd kill Gary, but Gary didn't know that. Gary's eyes widened once again as the obvious finally hit him. These guys meant business and if they truly desired to kill him, he was chained. Tied down. There was no way he could escape their wrath, if that was what they chose to do. And, in Gary's point of view, they did. If he didn't tell them what they wanted to know. So, what was the logical explanation? Tell the man what he wanted to know.
"E-doc! His name is E-doc!" Gary gasped as Jet's grip tightened momentarily before loosening and falling away from his throat. 'E-doc?' Jet thought, 'What kind of a name is E-doc?' However, Spike's thoughts were on a different track entirely. 'E-doc. . . edoc. . . Code backwards.' He observed, but shrugged the thought off. He'd practically watched Code die. Code was dead. However, that ominous feeling stayed with him.
It was then that Gage burst into the room, a smile on his face. "Mom said to tell you that we're there!" he yelled before running back out, slamming the door behind him. By there, Spike supposed that he meant they had reached the nearest city with a prison. Well, time to collect their bounty. A smile crossed Spike's features as he pried his mind away from Code and this E-doc man. Or woman perhaps? Who knew? But he did know one thing. . . He would have to get Ed to look into this one.
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I know! Very short an uneventful, but I will get to the good stuff soon! I promise! Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it even though I cannot please everyone. Oh and please review. (if you disliked it tell me why so I can improve!) Also, I know Spike was rather OOC this chapter, but I figured that even a man like him would be angry and on his guard if he felt that his family could be threatened, so that's where that came from!