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Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop, but Gage is mine.
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Faye spun around in shock as she heard those words. There was no way in hell it could be who she thought it was. However, when she turned, her worst suspicions came true. There was a man kneeling next to Gage. That man held a gun. That gun was pressed to Gage's temple. A mother's worst fear number one. And what is a mother's worst fear number two? The man's identity. "Code!" She yelled the name as she began to run toward him, however, she was abruptly stopped as she saw Code gently squeeze on the trigger.
"Bad mommy," He taunted as he cocked his head to one side, studying her. His eyes trailed over her body as he evaluated her. "I see you've kept your form. Most women don't." He then continued to say. A smirk twisted his features as he stared at her, the grip around Gage tightening slightly. "Shut the hell up," Anger was in her voice and Faye no longer cared about trying to bite her tongue and not curse. Much to the contrary, this man deserved many curses.
"How?" She then proceeded to ask. She was itching to grab her gun, but fearful that she wouldn't be fast enough to also save Gage. Damn! Where was Spike when you really needed him! "How what, my dear?" Code answered her question with a question. He placed a mock-confused mask over his face. He knew what she was talking about, but this was one of his many methods of playing with his victims. "How the hell are you still alive?" Faye asked through clenched teeth.
Her teeth weren't the only things that were clenched. Her fists were so tightly clenched that her nails were cutting into her skin. Code watched non-chalantely as a small drop of blood squeezed from her hand and fell to the asphalt. "The same way you're still alive," Code told her. It still wasn't a completely out forward answer, but Faye knew well enough. He had been placed in cryostasis until they could repair him. They done a good job. He only held a few scars which were probably courtesy of skin grafting.
"You know," the man then continued. "You have caused a lot of problems. I'm in debt now, when I used to be wealthy. I have more scars than all the men I know put together. I lost five years of my life," I think someone should pay for that. "You wouldn't!" Faye shrieked. By now, people had begun surrounding them. "Anyone think of calling the cops and this kid and all of you will be dead before they even get out of the station!" Code yelled loudly.
His attention then turned back to Faye. "Now, it could be little Gage here that gets it. Or you could stand up for your own problems," He continued, looking to Faye to see what she would do. "What do you think I'm doing?" Faye hissed angrily, resisting the urge to step toward him. Code ignored her statement, but instead began to talk once more. "You know, I have to give you credit for courage. I know many women who, if put in this position, would scream and cry and yell for someone to save their baby. In the end, their child would just die. At least you are so angry you wish to do something about it. Ah, but what the question is, will you do something about it, Faye? Or will you allow Gage to die?"
"Hell no!"" Faye shouted, her anger and frustration finally getting the better of her self control as she leapt toward Code. The sound of a gun cocking and firing echoed through the air and her eyes widened.
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Spike had been sent out in the Swordfish 2 to check up on Faye. Yes, he still had the old ship and she still flew like a brand new zip craft. Jet had decided not to go, but instead to stay with the Bebop and make sure that everything was going okay there. He had also promised Spike that he'd look up on another bounty for them. Yes, they had just captured a bounty, but it wouldn't be long before that money ran out.
It didn't take Spike long to reach the store. As he landed in the parking lot, he absently noted the men and women gathered in the far corner. What were they doing over there anyway? 'Ah, but you already know the answer to that. Spike. They're dealing drugs.' He told himself as he climbed from the cockpit, looking around for Faye's zip craft. He finally spotted it three rows away from his. He made sure that there was no one in it before he began walking toward the store.
"Damn woman. You can never tell what she's thinking. They're all the same," He muttered to himself as he shoved his hands into his pockets. He then heard the familiar metallic sound of a gun being fired. His head snapped around to the group of people in the corner. Some were running away while others stood still. They were probably in shock.
Now, the angel in Spike wanted him to go over and help. The devil told him not to care. The devil was also pressuring him to go into the store and by some cigarettes and an alcoholic beverage. In the end, the angel won. Spike started off at a jog in that direction as he tried to make out faces. He then saw a flash of purple hair. 'Faye!' He thought as his jog escalated into a run. What was going on here?
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I know! It was short and uneventful, so sue me. I haven't had much time to update, considering school, after school activities, friends and homework. Anyway, please review! Thanks for reading, see ya!
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop, but Gage is mine.
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Faye spun around in shock as she heard those words. There was no way in hell it could be who she thought it was. However, when she turned, her worst suspicions came true. There was a man kneeling next to Gage. That man held a gun. That gun was pressed to Gage's temple. A mother's worst fear number one. And what is a mother's worst fear number two? The man's identity. "Code!" She yelled the name as she began to run toward him, however, she was abruptly stopped as she saw Code gently squeeze on the trigger.
"Bad mommy," He taunted as he cocked his head to one side, studying her. His eyes trailed over her body as he evaluated her. "I see you've kept your form. Most women don't." He then continued to say. A smirk twisted his features as he stared at her, the grip around Gage tightening slightly. "Shut the hell up," Anger was in her voice and Faye no longer cared about trying to bite her tongue and not curse. Much to the contrary, this man deserved many curses.
"How?" She then proceeded to ask. She was itching to grab her gun, but fearful that she wouldn't be fast enough to also save Gage. Damn! Where was Spike when you really needed him! "How what, my dear?" Code answered her question with a question. He placed a mock-confused mask over his face. He knew what she was talking about, but this was one of his many methods of playing with his victims. "How the hell are you still alive?" Faye asked through clenched teeth.
Her teeth weren't the only things that were clenched. Her fists were so tightly clenched that her nails were cutting into her skin. Code watched non-chalantely as a small drop of blood squeezed from her hand and fell to the asphalt. "The same way you're still alive," Code told her. It still wasn't a completely out forward answer, but Faye knew well enough. He had been placed in cryostasis until they could repair him. They done a good job. He only held a few scars which were probably courtesy of skin grafting.
"You know," the man then continued. "You have caused a lot of problems. I'm in debt now, when I used to be wealthy. I have more scars than all the men I know put together. I lost five years of my life," I think someone should pay for that. "You wouldn't!" Faye shrieked. By now, people had begun surrounding them. "Anyone think of calling the cops and this kid and all of you will be dead before they even get out of the station!" Code yelled loudly.
His attention then turned back to Faye. "Now, it could be little Gage here that gets it. Or you could stand up for your own problems," He continued, looking to Faye to see what she would do. "What do you think I'm doing?" Faye hissed angrily, resisting the urge to step toward him. Code ignored her statement, but instead began to talk once more. "You know, I have to give you credit for courage. I know many women who, if put in this position, would scream and cry and yell for someone to save their baby. In the end, their child would just die. At least you are so angry you wish to do something about it. Ah, but what the question is, will you do something about it, Faye? Or will you allow Gage to die?"
"Hell no!"" Faye shouted, her anger and frustration finally getting the better of her self control as she leapt toward Code. The sound of a gun cocking and firing echoed through the air and her eyes widened.
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Spike had been sent out in the Swordfish 2 to check up on Faye. Yes, he still had the old ship and she still flew like a brand new zip craft. Jet had decided not to go, but instead to stay with the Bebop and make sure that everything was going okay there. He had also promised Spike that he'd look up on another bounty for them. Yes, they had just captured a bounty, but it wouldn't be long before that money ran out.
It didn't take Spike long to reach the store. As he landed in the parking lot, he absently noted the men and women gathered in the far corner. What were they doing over there anyway? 'Ah, but you already know the answer to that. Spike. They're dealing drugs.' He told himself as he climbed from the cockpit, looking around for Faye's zip craft. He finally spotted it three rows away from his. He made sure that there was no one in it before he began walking toward the store.
"Damn woman. You can never tell what she's thinking. They're all the same," He muttered to himself as he shoved his hands into his pockets. He then heard the familiar metallic sound of a gun being fired. His head snapped around to the group of people in the corner. Some were running away while others stood still. They were probably in shock.
Now, the angel in Spike wanted him to go over and help. The devil told him not to care. The devil was also pressuring him to go into the store and by some cigarettes and an alcoholic beverage. In the end, the angel won. Spike started off at a jog in that direction as he tried to make out faces. He then saw a flash of purple hair. 'Faye!' He thought as his jog escalated into a run. What was going on here?
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I know! It was short and uneventful, so sue me. I haven't had much time to update, considering school, after school activities, friends and homework. Anyway, please review! Thanks for reading, see ya!