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Lol , and I came up with some great new ideas for this story and others . Well as of this instant I am on a plane to North Carolina. Yeah but anyway. This chapter is about what happens after Spike sucide attempt and this chapter is set in a hospital. So yeah… Oh and the first part is in Spike's POV and the everything else is in the 3rd person.

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Clear!

It was voice from some place that seemed far and away. Their were loud voices shouting for IV'S and type A blood. Everything looked numb , felt numb . Even my own body. My wrists weren't burning anymore. The pain had vanished. I felt surprisingly calm , calmer than I could ever remember feeling in a long time. I could see blurred faces around me – where the hell was I ? The faces were calling my name , but it sounds like they were speaking underwater.

I could hardly understand what they were saying , screaming for me to stay awake , not to close my eyes. Why not ? Everything felt calm for me , despite the nagging feeling the back of me head that something was very wrong with my body. I would have lifted my head to check , but my skull felt like a piece of lead.

Then I heard her voice , or better said her screaming . It was like hearing a gunshot in church. She sounded frantic and afraid. She was bellowing my name and crying all at once. I had seen Faye unraveled a few times but never like this. I strained my neck to see her but my body betrayed me laying still. Just barely out of the corner of my eyes , I could see her. Hysterically crying out for me, Jet's huge arms were around her waist line . His face was turned away as though he couldn't bare what was happening. More than anything I wanted to rush over to Faye . But the numbness was so overpowering, like I was glued the table.

I tried to call out to Jet and Faye but all that resulted was a weak prattling sound. I was tired , so heavy and tire. It was easy to fall asleep , like the entire world was slipping by the way side as my vision blacked out slowly but surely. Until all that faintly remained was Faye's strained voice.

" SPIKE !"

" Charge the paddles ! Get the adrenaline shot already!"

" Oh God ! Spike ! NO!"

" CLEAR!"

it all went black.

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It seemed wrong. The restraints that held Spike to his hospital bed seemed wrong. Faye knew when Spike came too there would be hell to play. To have a creature of Spike 's perfection confined was wrong.

Faye looked at him from her chair. Even when he was relaxed his muscles were bulged , she admired his strength. Or at least she had. The beauty of Spike's muscles was defaced by the white bandages tightly wrapped around entire forearm , complete with a IV dripping life preserving fluids and blood in his body. His skin was pale by his closest brush with death.

He had died.

Faye remember the moments the medics had arrive at the Bebop. She knew Spike had died. It had taken two adrenaline shots just to get a weak pulse on the ride to the hospital. Then again right as Spike was being rushed to surgery his hearts quit again. That's when Faye had lost it. On the ride to the Venus Medical Center , Faye had maintained some level of composure , watching as the medicals frantically worked over Spike's body in absolute horror. But when Spike's breathing stopped in the hospital, Faye had lost all sense of remote reason.

Thank God Jet had been there otherwise only heaven knows the lengths Faye might have gone to. When Faye saw Spike's limp figure on the rolling table she flew into a fit of frantic screams and efforts to reach Spike. Jet's arms where the only thing that had kept Faye from running to his side.

She sighed aloud.

It had been a day since then and Spike still lay in a fitful sleep in room 2196 of the Intensive Care Unit. Faye spent the entire day at his side after she had had sense often to have Jet bring her , the yellow outfit her always wore instead of a oversized t-shirt and wet lingerie. Faye hadn't really had time to get all dressed up while Spike was dying on the Bebop , so she had simply grabbed Spike's red top , he used to wear while cleaning his Swordfish.

Faye winced at the memory. That was a time when Spike was okay. Or at least okay in Spike standards. Faye kept reviewing in her mind what had gone wrong. But in her deepest heart of hearts she knew that was nothing she could have done differently. Now it was up to Spike. Jet had told her that before he left. At first he was sorry for Spike and then that sorrow turned to anger. In the Beginning of his rage Faye couldn't understand but now she did. Jet cared for Spike just as much as she did but he had accepted the fact that Spike was beyond anyone's help but his own now.

Spike life was in Spike's owns hand. Yet it was fragile like a piece of fine glass and if Spike choose to shatter that glass it was his own damn fault . That's why Jet had left so many hours ago . Leaving Faye with only a few thousand woolongs for a mediocore hotel and a few words of wisdom. He had warned her that if something did happen to Spike it wasn't her fault that a man life's ( espieacally a man like Spike) could not be controlled and guided, only watched.

But it didn't make sense to Faye. She looked down at her lap when her hands where clenched together and saw large balls of waters falling and breaking on her skin and realized she was crying.

" Why are you even Faye? This is stupid."

Faye's voice cracked talking when no one else was listening.

Or so she thought.

Slowly she rose off of the ugly wooden chair and threw on her brown leather jackets that was lined with whit wool. Taking in a deep breath she brushed imaginary hair off her forehead in spite of her hair band.

Looking around the room once more she observed. Spike lay asleep in the hospital bed The white tile floors was spotless as well the light blue ceiling. The room was cold and empty save the soulless machine that constant humming with their working to monitor Spike's every muscle action. After the first five minutes every bone in Faye's body screamed to leave . Yet she stayed for Spike. Unable to leave his side even for the smallest fraction of time.

Approaching the door , Faye casted one last glance over the room , preparing to say goodbye for the day. Then a pair of barely opened yet immensely sad eyes trapped her.

Spike.

Even with the oxygen mask he was still haunting and beautiful. Like some kind of jaded angel the kept on falling from heaven over and over again. His like deep wells of sorrow and pain Faye felt herself falling into , like she would die if she never saw them again. Yet their intensity would smolder her if she dared to hold that gaze.

" Don't leave.."

Faye gasped most silently as he spoke. That alone she knew was a strain. His voice was hoarse and Faye could tell he was to weak to spare many words. With some hesitation Faye approach Spike's bedside and pulled a chair with her. Slowly as though her body was suddenly her true age , Faye sat down and sighed.

She could feel Spike's gaze upon her, and choose not meet it but continued to look forward.

" I not sure if I can stay Spike."

Her voice was low but she knew Spike had heard her. With a grunt Spike tried to lift his arm only to find he was tied down. Faye looked at his face if see his profile staring at the ceiling looking tried and wore out.

"please."

It was barely even a whisper but Faye caught it . Then for a reason she would never know she reached out and took Spike's hand. And watching as he visibly relaxing knowing her action was a silent promise that her would not leave him again. Like words that were never spoken , Faye also knew what she had just given.

Faye watching quietly as Spike slipped back into his slumber before she slipped out of the door and out of the life of Spike Spiegel

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YES! I have done it again with the biggest cliffy of all fuckin time. OMG! It's good to be back in action!NOW REVIEW DAMNIT !

Is Faye really gone

What will Spike-O do

Will he truly let his second chance as love slip away that easily ?

All next time on WHEN IT ALL FALLS DOWN. Part 15