Author's Notes: I do not own CB characters – Sylvia Manson is my character
however, I made her up.
A figure stood in an alley not so far away from the Bebop, camouflaged by the shadows. A small smile played upon its lips as it brought a cigarette up to its lips. Red, red was the color of the lips. The cigarette fell and the person walked away from it, lipstick marks were left on the burning cancer stick as the person made it's away from the dock.
Ed was stilled seated in front of her tomato as she clicked away at things and tapped away at the keyboard.
"YES!" Ed screamed making Ein jump awake from his slumber.
"You find something Ed?" Jet said from the kitchen.
"YES!" Ed said as she continued to tap on the keyboard.
"Spike! Ed found something," Jet said as he made his way from the kitchen still wearing his apron.
In less than a minute Spike appeared from Faye's room looking sleepy, (AN: I don't know exactly what they were doing, use your imagination or something.) and then Faye followed moments later. All 3 huddled around Ed as she continued to type.
"Here we go!" Ed said as she pressed one last button with her index finger.
A picture flashed in front of the screen, 'Blonde hair...' Spike thought to himself as the picture showed a middle aged women with blonde hair.
"Julia..." Spike barely whispered but Faye heard it, and tried to ignore it the best she could.
"No silly! This isn't Julia!" Ed said, she must've heard as well.
"You're right..." Spike said feeling the hope fleet from him.
This girl had a rounder face, her hair was indeed blonde a little past her shoulders and her eyes were brown, a deep brown maybe almost black.
"What's her name Ed?" Faye asked finally speaking up, Spike looked at her forgetting that she was next to him.
"Sylvia Manson," Ed said slowly as she continued to look up more information on her.
"What the hell does she want with us?" Faye asked getting angry.
"Ed does not know yet," she said as she stopped typing for a moment, "Ed's hungry." Ed said and looked up at Jet.
"I'm fixing dinner right now Ed, take a break if you must you've been at this all day." Jet said.
"Wooooooooo!" Ed jumped up and put her arms out like an airplane and flew out the Bebop with Ein trailing behind her.
"At least we know what she looks like now," Faye said slowly and walked away from Spike who was now the only one staring at the picture.
Spike stared at the picture for a few more moments and headed back toward Faye's room, he needed to collect his blue jacket. He was going to find this person if it was the last thing he ever did.
When he reached the door he noticed his jacket was on the floor in front of the door. He grinned and sighed as he picked up his jacket and tried to open the door but noticed that it wasn't budging.
'What's up with her?' he thought to himself.
'Hm I can only wonder...' Spike was getting quite fed up with this voice; he didn't even know where it was coming from.
'Well let me in on it because I don't know what I did this time,' Spike thought to himself as he walked away from Faye's door and out onto the Bebop deck.
Suddenly then he remembered mumbling Julia's name when they had first saw the picture, yes it was foolish of him to jump to such things like that but...
'She can't actually be mad about that, can she?' Spike asked himself.
'Obviously she can, and she will.' The voice said as it laughed a little.
'Real funny... Hey, where are you coming from anyways? You never answered the question I asked awhile back.' Spike asked the voice as he paced back and forth.
'You haven't figured it out on your own yet?' The voice asked.
'No so why don't you tell-...' he was cut off when Jet yelled that dinner was ready and he began toward the entrance of the Bebop and then felt eyes on him.
He tried not to make it obvious that he was looking for that someone, so he slowly turned his head and looked toward the dock and scanned over the few people that were standing there chatting with other people or fishing and what not.
His eyes landed on a blonde girl who was a safe distance away, he saw her head change directions and begin to walk away.
Spike began to run toward the girl, he jumped off the Bebop and then ran up the deck. He had never ran so fast in his life, he wanted to catch this girl and see what the fuck she wanted with him. By the time he reached where she was at, she was far-gone. He continued to walk though, in the same direction as the girl had gone.
And by chance he caught her out of the corner of his eye, she was running down an alley way how quaint. He started off after her, he watched as she would turn her head back and look at him as if she was teasing him and that made him go even faster.
Sylvia ran as fast as her legs could take her she would not be caught by such a louse. She felt like her legs were going to lift off the ground at any minute she was running so fast, but obviously not fast enough because Spike was indeed gaining on her.
She decided this was not the best way to get away; suddenly she stopped and faced him. She slowly caught her breath and stared at him. Spike stopped a few feet away from her, his breath was ragged and uneven but he stared back at her as well.
Suddenly Sylvia unsheathed her sword and pointed it at him, then she started toward him screaming as she raised her sword over her head and began slashing at him.
Good thing Spike was quick on his feet; he ducked as the sword swiped across his head shaving a few pieces of strand hair. Spike growled as he tripped her under her feet and she fell on her back but she quickly got back up and pointed the sword at him.
"What do you want with me?" Spike asked her as he got into his stance.
"Who says it's you I'm after Mr. Spiegel?" Sylvia said taunting him.
Spike's eyes went wide and he breathed out, "Faye..." and for that split second Sylvia jumped at him and cut him across the chest and ran past him.
Spike laid there for a minute, 'What could they want with Faye?' he thought to himself.
'Get back to the Bebop...' the voice said urgently.
Spike got up, but then fell back down he could barely walk with this gash across his chest but he had. Slowly he got back up again and began to walk back toward the Bebop, and then he started to walk faster, and then soon he began to jog but that didn't last very long.
He was almost there; he could see it from where he was standing. He began to walk faster again, his breath began to get uneven as well but he continued on.
He reached the dock and fell to his knees; he was now covered in blood. It went down his jacket and dripped onto his pants. He panted, he felt hot and dizzy he looked toward the Bebop and saw Faye running toward him.
Faye was running as fast, she had saw Spike from her window and she went running. She watched as Spike's hand reached out as if he was trying to grab onto her.
Finally she was beside him, she helped him up onto his legs but he was far too heavy for her so she yelled for Jet. No response, she got up to go get Jet but Spike's hand latched onto her wrist, 'He doesn't want me to leave him...' Faye thought to herself and yelled for Jet again.
This time he peeked his head out of a window and she heard him say, "Jesus fucking Christ..." Faye looked down at Spike and pulled his head onto her lap and cupped his cheek with her hand.
"Who did this to you Spike?" Faye asked.
"Hah, Sylvia... She is just like Vicious but if she was worse then him she would've killed me instead of just running past me when I fell..." Spike said as he tried to catch his breathing.
Jet was there by now, he slowly helped Spike up with ease while Faye ran in front of them so she could go get the bandages and wraps for Spike's wound.
She ran inside and grabbed the First Aid kit and waited as Jet laid Spike down onto the yellow couch, Faye sat on the table as she started to undo Spike's jacket, and then she began to unbutton his shirt.
"Jet! Could you get me a warm wash cloth please?" Faye yelled.
"Yeah!" Jet said and turned the water on and then got the cloth.
Faye looked over the wound, it was pretty deep, "Spike, I think you're going to need stitches..." Faye said slowly.
Spike hated stitches, he really did. It's not that he couldn't take the pain but it took so long and he'd get so bored just sitting there but this should be interesting with the way him and Faye were now...
'What are Faye and I exactly?' Spike questioned himself.
'Good friends, sex partners...' the voice said.
'What the fuck? We haven't exactly done that yet you creep.' Spike said but smiled thinking about the thought.
'Lovers,' the voice stated.
Spike laid there for a moment, not noticing that Faye was now on top of him to stitch him up, 'Yeah...I guess you could call us that, I suppose...'
Suddenly he felt a poke and jumped, he was brought back to reality and looked up at Faye who was looking at him, "Yeah, hello I'm here to stitch you up." Faye said sarcastically and smiled.
Spike only smiled and shut his eyes; he then felt a warm wash cloth fall on top of his forehead.
'That feels nice,' he thought to himself and then felt another poke, 'that doesn't...' he thought again and felt a twinge of pain. Sooner or later he got use to the poking of the needle and then the sliding of the thread going through his skin.
Faye took the luke warm wash cloth and began to wipe off the wound; she looked up at Spike and noticed that his eyes were shut.
'I wonder if the lunk head fell asleep?' Faye thought to herself and brought her face closer to his. Spike opened his eyes and looked into Faye's emerald green ones.
'Nope, he's awake alright,' Faye answered her own question.
Spike just smiled, "Done already?" he asked.
"Yeah, you're officially all stitched up and ready to roll," Faye said as she began to get off Spike.
Spike felt warmth leave his body, "Where are you going?" Spike asked her curiously.
"To go get my yellow suit and then change," Faye said as she turned her head around and looked at him.
Spike shook his head and watched as she walked into the washing room, he heard some ruffling sounds and then Faye emerged from the room in her old outfit.
"You know, I really missed that attire." Spike said as he looked over Faye. Faye rolled her eyes and went into her room.
"What are you leaving me out here alone?" Spike asked, more like whined.
"No, Ed should be back anytime." And Faye shut her door.
Spike sat there with a blank stare, 'That's cruel...' he thought to himself.
'Life's cruel,' the voice stated, Spike couldn't take much more of this voice he was going insane.
'God, shut up and leave me the hell alone god damnit.' Spike thought to himself and rolled to the side only to be hit with pain.
"Oh shit!" Spike yelled in pain, and he heard Faye's door open.
"Are you okay out there?" Faye asked as she peeked out her door.
"Oh yeah, just peachy," Spike said as he slowly got up.
"Oh no you don't, you are not going to walk around to only get your stitches ripped out and then I have to re-do them all over again." Faye said walking out of her room and then walking toward Spike.
"Whatever," Spike said and waved his hand in the air, Faye shook her head.
"Big baby," and began to head back to her room, Spike turned his head and cocked one eyebrow as he watched Faye wait at the door.
"So are you coming or what?" Faye asked getting frustrated.
"Who ever said I wanted to come in there with you?" Spike said as he stuck his chin into the air.
"Alright suit yourself," Faye said as she began to shut her door.
"No wait, I'm coming," Spike said as he hobbled his way over toward Faye's room. Faye sighed and shut the door, 'What a lunk head, I can't believe I'm letting him stay in here...' Faye thought to herself but smiled.
A figure stood in an alley not so far away from the Bebop, camouflaged by the shadows. A small smile played upon its lips as it brought a cigarette up to its lips. Red, red was the color of the lips. The cigarette fell and the person walked away from it, lipstick marks were left on the burning cancer stick as the person made it's away from the dock.
Ed was stilled seated in front of her tomato as she clicked away at things and tapped away at the keyboard.
"YES!" Ed screamed making Ein jump awake from his slumber.
"You find something Ed?" Jet said from the kitchen.
"YES!" Ed said as she continued to tap on the keyboard.
"Spike! Ed found something," Jet said as he made his way from the kitchen still wearing his apron.
In less than a minute Spike appeared from Faye's room looking sleepy, (AN: I don't know exactly what they were doing, use your imagination or something.) and then Faye followed moments later. All 3 huddled around Ed as she continued to type.
"Here we go!" Ed said as she pressed one last button with her index finger.
A picture flashed in front of the screen, 'Blonde hair...' Spike thought to himself as the picture showed a middle aged women with blonde hair.
"Julia..." Spike barely whispered but Faye heard it, and tried to ignore it the best she could.
"No silly! This isn't Julia!" Ed said, she must've heard as well.
"You're right..." Spike said feeling the hope fleet from him.
This girl had a rounder face, her hair was indeed blonde a little past her shoulders and her eyes were brown, a deep brown maybe almost black.
"What's her name Ed?" Faye asked finally speaking up, Spike looked at her forgetting that she was next to him.
"Sylvia Manson," Ed said slowly as she continued to look up more information on her.
"What the hell does she want with us?" Faye asked getting angry.
"Ed does not know yet," she said as she stopped typing for a moment, "Ed's hungry." Ed said and looked up at Jet.
"I'm fixing dinner right now Ed, take a break if you must you've been at this all day." Jet said.
"Wooooooooo!" Ed jumped up and put her arms out like an airplane and flew out the Bebop with Ein trailing behind her.
"At least we know what she looks like now," Faye said slowly and walked away from Spike who was now the only one staring at the picture.
Spike stared at the picture for a few more moments and headed back toward Faye's room, he needed to collect his blue jacket. He was going to find this person if it was the last thing he ever did.
When he reached the door he noticed his jacket was on the floor in front of the door. He grinned and sighed as he picked up his jacket and tried to open the door but noticed that it wasn't budging.
'What's up with her?' he thought to himself.
'Hm I can only wonder...' Spike was getting quite fed up with this voice; he didn't even know where it was coming from.
'Well let me in on it because I don't know what I did this time,' Spike thought to himself as he walked away from Faye's door and out onto the Bebop deck.
Suddenly then he remembered mumbling Julia's name when they had first saw the picture, yes it was foolish of him to jump to such things like that but...
'She can't actually be mad about that, can she?' Spike asked himself.
'Obviously she can, and she will.' The voice said as it laughed a little.
'Real funny... Hey, where are you coming from anyways? You never answered the question I asked awhile back.' Spike asked the voice as he paced back and forth.
'You haven't figured it out on your own yet?' The voice asked.
'No so why don't you tell-...' he was cut off when Jet yelled that dinner was ready and he began toward the entrance of the Bebop and then felt eyes on him.
He tried not to make it obvious that he was looking for that someone, so he slowly turned his head and looked toward the dock and scanned over the few people that were standing there chatting with other people or fishing and what not.
His eyes landed on a blonde girl who was a safe distance away, he saw her head change directions and begin to walk away.
Spike began to run toward the girl, he jumped off the Bebop and then ran up the deck. He had never ran so fast in his life, he wanted to catch this girl and see what the fuck she wanted with him. By the time he reached where she was at, she was far-gone. He continued to walk though, in the same direction as the girl had gone.
And by chance he caught her out of the corner of his eye, she was running down an alley way how quaint. He started off after her, he watched as she would turn her head back and look at him as if she was teasing him and that made him go even faster.
Sylvia ran as fast as her legs could take her she would not be caught by such a louse. She felt like her legs were going to lift off the ground at any minute she was running so fast, but obviously not fast enough because Spike was indeed gaining on her.
She decided this was not the best way to get away; suddenly she stopped and faced him. She slowly caught her breath and stared at him. Spike stopped a few feet away from her, his breath was ragged and uneven but he stared back at her as well.
Suddenly Sylvia unsheathed her sword and pointed it at him, then she started toward him screaming as she raised her sword over her head and began slashing at him.
Good thing Spike was quick on his feet; he ducked as the sword swiped across his head shaving a few pieces of strand hair. Spike growled as he tripped her under her feet and she fell on her back but she quickly got back up and pointed the sword at him.
"What do you want with me?" Spike asked her as he got into his stance.
"Who says it's you I'm after Mr. Spiegel?" Sylvia said taunting him.
Spike's eyes went wide and he breathed out, "Faye..." and for that split second Sylvia jumped at him and cut him across the chest and ran past him.
Spike laid there for a minute, 'What could they want with Faye?' he thought to himself.
'Get back to the Bebop...' the voice said urgently.
Spike got up, but then fell back down he could barely walk with this gash across his chest but he had. Slowly he got back up again and began to walk back toward the Bebop, and then he started to walk faster, and then soon he began to jog but that didn't last very long.
He was almost there; he could see it from where he was standing. He began to walk faster again, his breath began to get uneven as well but he continued on.
He reached the dock and fell to his knees; he was now covered in blood. It went down his jacket and dripped onto his pants. He panted, he felt hot and dizzy he looked toward the Bebop and saw Faye running toward him.
Faye was running as fast, she had saw Spike from her window and she went running. She watched as Spike's hand reached out as if he was trying to grab onto her.
Finally she was beside him, she helped him up onto his legs but he was far too heavy for her so she yelled for Jet. No response, she got up to go get Jet but Spike's hand latched onto her wrist, 'He doesn't want me to leave him...' Faye thought to herself and yelled for Jet again.
This time he peeked his head out of a window and she heard him say, "Jesus fucking Christ..." Faye looked down at Spike and pulled his head onto her lap and cupped his cheek with her hand.
"Who did this to you Spike?" Faye asked.
"Hah, Sylvia... She is just like Vicious but if she was worse then him she would've killed me instead of just running past me when I fell..." Spike said as he tried to catch his breathing.
Jet was there by now, he slowly helped Spike up with ease while Faye ran in front of them so she could go get the bandages and wraps for Spike's wound.
She ran inside and grabbed the First Aid kit and waited as Jet laid Spike down onto the yellow couch, Faye sat on the table as she started to undo Spike's jacket, and then she began to unbutton his shirt.
"Jet! Could you get me a warm wash cloth please?" Faye yelled.
"Yeah!" Jet said and turned the water on and then got the cloth.
Faye looked over the wound, it was pretty deep, "Spike, I think you're going to need stitches..." Faye said slowly.
Spike hated stitches, he really did. It's not that he couldn't take the pain but it took so long and he'd get so bored just sitting there but this should be interesting with the way him and Faye were now...
'What are Faye and I exactly?' Spike questioned himself.
'Good friends, sex partners...' the voice said.
'What the fuck? We haven't exactly done that yet you creep.' Spike said but smiled thinking about the thought.
'Lovers,' the voice stated.
Spike laid there for a moment, not noticing that Faye was now on top of him to stitch him up, 'Yeah...I guess you could call us that, I suppose...'
Suddenly he felt a poke and jumped, he was brought back to reality and looked up at Faye who was looking at him, "Yeah, hello I'm here to stitch you up." Faye said sarcastically and smiled.
Spike only smiled and shut his eyes; he then felt a warm wash cloth fall on top of his forehead.
'That feels nice,' he thought to himself and then felt another poke, 'that doesn't...' he thought again and felt a twinge of pain. Sooner or later he got use to the poking of the needle and then the sliding of the thread going through his skin.
Faye took the luke warm wash cloth and began to wipe off the wound; she looked up at Spike and noticed that his eyes were shut.
'I wonder if the lunk head fell asleep?' Faye thought to herself and brought her face closer to his. Spike opened his eyes and looked into Faye's emerald green ones.
'Nope, he's awake alright,' Faye answered her own question.
Spike just smiled, "Done already?" he asked.
"Yeah, you're officially all stitched up and ready to roll," Faye said as she began to get off Spike.
Spike felt warmth leave his body, "Where are you going?" Spike asked her curiously.
"To go get my yellow suit and then change," Faye said as she turned her head around and looked at him.
Spike shook his head and watched as she walked into the washing room, he heard some ruffling sounds and then Faye emerged from the room in her old outfit.
"You know, I really missed that attire." Spike said as he looked over Faye. Faye rolled her eyes and went into her room.
"What are you leaving me out here alone?" Spike asked, more like whined.
"No, Ed should be back anytime." And Faye shut her door.
Spike sat there with a blank stare, 'That's cruel...' he thought to himself.
'Life's cruel,' the voice stated, Spike couldn't take much more of this voice he was going insane.
'God, shut up and leave me the hell alone god damnit.' Spike thought to himself and rolled to the side only to be hit with pain.
"Oh shit!" Spike yelled in pain, and he heard Faye's door open.
"Are you okay out there?" Faye asked as she peeked out her door.
"Oh yeah, just peachy," Spike said as he slowly got up.
"Oh no you don't, you are not going to walk around to only get your stitches ripped out and then I have to re-do them all over again." Faye said walking out of her room and then walking toward Spike.
"Whatever," Spike said and waved his hand in the air, Faye shook her head.
"Big baby," and began to head back to her room, Spike turned his head and cocked one eyebrow as he watched Faye wait at the door.
"So are you coming or what?" Faye asked getting frustrated.
"Who ever said I wanted to come in there with you?" Spike said as he stuck his chin into the air.
"Alright suit yourself," Faye said as she began to shut her door.
"No wait, I'm coming," Spike said as he hobbled his way over toward Faye's room. Faye sighed and shut the door, 'What a lunk head, I can't believe I'm letting him stay in here...' Faye thought to herself but smiled.