A/N: So the first chapter really wasn't that great. Sorry, but I started writing this on an airplane. Give me a break it's my first Bebop fic.

Disclaimer: Cowboy Bebop is not my work of genius.

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Secrets Well Hidden

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"What do you want with me!" Faye yelled as Vicious approached

"So much spirit, I'd hate to have to break that" Vicious responded as he took her chin into his hand. Moving away, he went to the door and motioned to people outside. Two individuals walked in, each carrying a box.

"Get to work" Vicious ordered standing back as he added "bloody her up good"

Faye winced as the man who approached her sat his box down. He opened his box to reveal...

"Make-Up?" Faye asked. "What the hell is that!"

"I told you, I'd hate to break your spirit, but the show must go on" Vicious responded, "Now behave or we may have to resort to the alternative"

The man approached Faye and got to work as the other man set up a video recorder.

( 1 hour later )

When they finished, Vicious approached to survey their work. Faye had gauze in her cheeks to imitate swelling and to hinder her attempts to talk, she had make-up to form bruises, and face putty on her eye to make it look swollen. There was make-up on her lip to make it look split and dried with blood, her hair was fussed up and her suit shirt was cut and fake blood applied.

"Very nice. Now Miss Valentine, I know you cannot speak well so I request you just look helpless" Vicious ordered.

"Bite me" Faye mumbled out, barely discernible due to the gauze

"Maybe later" Vicious whispered into her ear. Standing tall he turned to the second man and began barking orders "Begin transmission and as soon as we are finished have it sent. Do not let them trace it easily" The lights dimmed and Vicious turned to the camera.

"Spike, what a lovely woman you found yourself. To bad she'll soon be mine" Vicious threatened as he grabbed Faye's chin and leaned down to her, causing her to pull away. "Feisty isn't she? If you value her life, good luck finding me. You know what I want, I suggest returning it and Miss Valentine will be released" with that the transmission ended and Vicious began to clean Faye up as the other two men left to send the transmission.

"Why help me?" Faye asked suspiciously

"I'm not as cruel as you think I am"

"Yeah sure and I'm a baboon" Faye mumbled.

"I recommend behaving" Vicious threatened, lifting her to stand by grabbing her upper arms.

"Why? Because you threatened to kill me? You do realize Spike doesn't give a shit about me don't you?" Faye retorted, causing Vicious' grip to tighten. "Let me go!" She cried as his fingers dug into her arms. She began to struggle and fought against him. The force of her struggle caused the necklace to fall out from behind her shirt. Vicious' grip loosened immediately upon seeing it.

Releasing one arm he reached over and grasped the dragon and flipped it over.

"Don't touch that" Faye spat out, but Vicious wasn't listening, he was staring at the engraving 'VIC RDS'

Vicious released her as he walked over to the door and left.

"What was that all about?" Faye wondered, rubbing her arms

Vicious threw the doors to his office open and stormed over to his desk, grabbing a frame that encased his one treasured item.

It can't be. After all these years Vicious thought as he stormed back out, frame in tow.

Upon entering Faye's room her eyes immediately saw the back of the frame he held.

"Where did you get that necklace?" Vicious inquired, h is voice far softer than Faye ever heard or thought possible.

Faye stood awestruck for a moment, as Vicious slowly approached her.

"A friend gave it to me" She answered, adding at barely a whisper "a long time ago"

"Tell me" Vicious started, pausing a few feet in front of her "Do you recognize this?" He finished, turning the frame around to reveal that it encased a hair stick, no THE hair stick.

Faye took a step back as a gasp escaped her lips.

After a long silence Faye finally found the will to speak, well sort of. "Vi-Victor?" Was all she could say as she looked up into Vicious' eyes, see them visibly soften. Faye stumbled back against the wall as she recognized the man she had been searching for, slowly resurfacing in the cold hearted murderer.

"So, Felicia was Faye Valentine all this time" Vicious chuckled, as a smile, the first sincere smile in a long time, spread across his lips.

"What happened to you?" Faye asked, still shocked, fighting with herself. Her mind told her to run away and escape, but her heart told her to run to him.

"Betrayal can change a man. I thought you'd left me, then Julia and Spike" Vicious responded, nearly snarling at the end. "Losing your heart to two women can really change a man. But why Faye, why didn't you tell me your real name? Why were you gone when I came back?"

"I kept my name from you because I was wanted for debt. Men had betrayed me to get me to repay my debt, they made me love them and then when they found out who I was, they tried to turn me in. I thought it was safer that way. I knew if I finally told you the truth it would be because we were in love and I knew you'd understand. I guess I don't have to ask you why you lied to me" Faye responded, chuckling in the end.

"What's so funny?" Vicious asked, slowly inching his way towards her, completely taken aback when Faye threw herself at him and embraced him.

"All these years I've been trying to find you and we've known where each other was this whole time. We were just trying to kill each other." Faye mumbled into his chest.

"I tried to find you, but since your name wasn't right, there was no record of you." Vicious comforted as he ran his hands through her hair. "We have a lot to discuss. Come with me"

"Where are we going?" Faye asked, slightly confused by his actions.

"To my penthouse at the top floor. You deserve far better than this run down basement" He responded, as he wrapped his arm around her and led her away.

"That bastard!" Spike yelled, pounding his fists on the table

"Spike calm down. We'll get her back" Jet assured him

"Faye-Faye looks pretty beat up" Ed reported to no one in particular

"Ed! Begin searching for the source of that transmission immediately" Spike ordered

"Aye Aye Spike-person!" Ed replied, saluting him.

"Where are you going?" Jet called after Spike's retreating form.

"To get information" Spike called back heading for the Swordfish.

Faye, Be strong, I'll be there soon. Besides I never got to apologize to you. Spike thought as he launched from the Bebop and sped off.

A/N: That's all for now. I'll be updating soon. Please review!