Authors Note: I do not own Cowboy Bebop.
Faye didn't know what to do. She had two options in her mind, one slam the door in his face or two actually see what this lunkhead has to say. She began to shut her door but Spike stuck his hand out and stopped it.
"Can I talk to you?" Spike asked, a little timid of what her answer might be.
"I don't know, CAN you?" Faye answered sarcastically as she walked over to her bed and sat down. Spike smiled at the comment, 'So there is some of that Faye left after all...' his mind thought. Spike grabbed a chair and set it down in front of her and turned it around. Sitting down he folded his arms and leaned his chin on his arms.
"So what exactly did you want to talk to me about Spike?" Faye said feeling a little uncomfortable with Spike's eyes staring at her. Thank god her lights have been shut off, so he can probably only see what the moon was shining on her.
You could say Spike was in some sort of trance, he was just sitting there staring at Faye as the moonlight danced upon her skin. Spike's eyes went wide and he brushed those thoughts away from his mind. "I just wanted to know what you've been up to since I've been...gone?" Spike asked curiously.
"Oh you know, same old same old." Faye said feeling anger build up in her. How dare he come into her room and then ask her that ridiculous question. 'You let him in Faye...' something in her mind said.
"Well what's the same old mean?" Spike asked as he pushed for a more detailed answer. He also prepared himself for what could be an emotional answer as well.
Faye got up from her bed and walked over to the window and gazed out it. What could she say? She felt the anger die down in her and sadness take over, tears were daring to spill but she wouldn't cry in front of him again. "Me and Jet...we..." Faye's choked a little but continued on, "when you didn't come back, me and Jet went looking for you. For months, non-stop, we searched every planet, maybe even twice. We never found you, never even got a trace on you or anything..." Faye laughed a little, "and the whole time you were fine. Just wandering around like a lost soul who wasn't excepted into heaven nor hell." Feeling the anger swell up again she placed a hand on the window as she became unstable. "But the whole fucking time you were fine! You didn't even have the decency to call us to just let us know you were fucking alive!" Faye dropped her hand from the window as she balled them into fists and turned to him and said softly, "Y-y-you should've died...that night."
When Faye turned around towards him, he was already getting up to walk over to her. To comfort her, it was almost like an instinct. But when she had said those last words something inside pulled at him, it hurt. Spike hung his head low, he didn't expect such a strong answer from Faye he thought she'd pull a few tears and that'd be the end of it. It wasn't though, he picked his head up and stared into her eyes that were full of pain, hurt, anger, sadness...they reminded him of Julia's eyes when she had died that night for some reason. His heart tugged at him when his mind replayed the scene.
"You're right, I should've died that night. I was walking right into a disaster..." Spike chuckled to himself and he turned on his heels and began to walk out.
"Where are you going?" Faye demanded he wanted to talk to her, find out what had been going on when he was "dead" and he got an answer he didn't expect.
"Out." Spike answered as he shut the door behind him as he walked out of the Bebop.
Faye fell to her knees and sat there for a moment and heard the door exiting the Bebop shut. Her heart raced, she got up and ran out her door and then out the Bebop door. Spike stood there staring up at the night sky with a cigarette dangling from his lips. It was as if he was daydreaming. Faye's heart calmed down a bit as she watched Spike; he seemed at peace as he watched the stars twinkle and shine. 'I wonder if he still thinks about her...' Faye's mind thought, lowering her head she turned around and began to walk back to her room.
"Faye..." Spike said slowly, "you can come out here if you want." Turning his head to the side he saw Faye stop in mid-motion and look over at him.
"No thanks, I need some sleep..." Faye said as she kept her eyes locked with his.
"Your loss." Spike said as he took the cigarette from his lips and blew out some smoke. Faye shrugged her shoulders and walked over to him, she needed a cigarette anyways.
"Do you have anymore?" Faye asked, and Spike handed her one and lit it for her. They both stood there in complete silence looking at the stars and smoking.