Okay Party Poepl , Iam updating , I know this may not be the greates update ever but it's a update right ? and guess who's birthday is tommoroww ! MIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ! Yeah I am 14 tomorrow ! Anyway I hiope you enjoy the stories . KISSES MAKE MY B-BAY FABULOUS AND DROP A REVIEW !

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Faye's long elegant legs pounded the hard metal Bebop floor as she compelled legs to run , ever faster in the seemingly endless halls of Bebop. Her robe was a faint memories flying out behind her as Faye's arm pumped and push her sleek body into still more speed.

She had only one goal. Only one care in the world. Only one purpose that her every breath of air was devoted to , Saving Spike. The world had seemed a daze every sense she had bolted out of the bathroom , some how , someway reborn into Spike's guardian angel. It was as though Faye had become interconnected to Spike . It was as though Spike were charging for some great precipice trying with all his might to jump to his death and Faye as all that stood between him and his goal.

Finally Faye reached Spike's bedroom Door , even from outside she could smell the stale blood that had been already shed. Faye hair was slapped against her face , limiting her vision further , for she was already blinded by the unknown tears that had streaked her face.

With a grown and whimper Faye threw back the large sliding door .

Shock.

Utter and complete shock were the only words Faye could remotely think of as she gazed into Spike's quarter.

The cramped shape was a reck. Paper was thrown everyway , clothes lay in disarray in the most random spots, Posters of Bruce Lee were thrown about and rested in a deranged mosaic on the floor among the debris. The cedar chest that Spike had once prized was tossed over on it's side , even Spike's cot was dirty with booze stains and blooded sheets. Bottles and shards of glass were everywhere , a strange variety of liquor bottles were hidden like land bombs in this battlefield that was Spike's room. Yet most shocking of all was a shirtless Spike laid like a fallen soldier , blood seeping quietly from his forearms , and his half way closed eyes dulled and still fading, his faintly muscled chest rose and fell with no life but simply practice rhythm. He lay silently on the filthy cot

Spike had cut his wrists but instead of simply allowing the sweet darkness the sealed the doors of life shut , Spike wanted to wait for death. Waiting for his nonexistent angel Julia to fly him away. All traces of blood in Faye's face were gone despite the fact she had just ran to Spike's room.

She panicked and surged forward not even feeling the broken glass cut into her feet , trying to ban her from saving Spike. Faye threw herself crossed they room , jumping over the shattered debris , until she finally reached Spike , collapsing by his side. The stench of blood was unbearable , Faye gagged as she saw the true hideousness of the latest gashes Spike had endowed himself with. They traveled from his palm and made a bloody trail all the way up to the crook of his elbow. Blood was rapidly draining from the wounds as Spike's breath lessened even more.

" Spike ?"

Faye managed to speak in a mortified whimper as her right hand found it's way to Spike face touching the surprisingly soft flesh and her left to his nearest wrist trying to stop the bleeding yet hopelessly smearing the blood even more so on his body.

" Spike ! Please ?"

The tears had stared to flow from Faye's eyes blurring her vision of Spike limp body. She looked around the room helplessly wanting to call out for help but knowing Jet was off catching a bounty head and Ed had gone with him. So there Faye was cradling Spike in her arms at the mouth of death herself waiting for help that would come far to late.

Faye screamed.

She screamed for her bottomless ocean of pity , hatred and wanting that she was drowning in , that she was drowning in and no one would help her. Faye screamed because she pitied her own useless body that could nothing for Spike but hold his body when he needed help. She screamed for her hatred of the world , how it could abuse one so beautiful as Spike to make him what had was now. But she screamed mostly for wanting to change that world that had so badly beaten the life out of Spike , she wanted to change herself for Spike , to see him happy and alive. Alive

" Spike , please wake up …."

Faye lowered her head into Spike mess of hair and wept , wept for all she was worth .

In some far off place , far beyond the steel wall of the Bebop , Spike could hear Faye. He could hear her weeping for him , feel her wet body holding him , trying to stop his bleeding. Somewhere between life and death , Spike was watching all of this happen. He could see Faye's grief stricken face and her tears leaked into his hair. From some far off place , Spike wanted to return to Faye , in some far off place a tiny piece of Spike was realizing that Faye was alive and Julia was dead. That Faye could love him freely as Julia had not been able too.

In some far away place.

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