Author's Notes: Ahhhhh almost reaching the end of the story! I hope you all enjoy this chapter! Read and REVIEW :
Faye stood there on the Bebop deck in shock. She didn't know what to do, for the first time in her life Faye had no idea what to think or do.
Should she run inside and grab her gun? No...by the time she'd be back who knows what could happen.
Should she run toward them? No that'd be like asking for death.
"Jet!" Faye yelled into the Bebop, "get your gun and get out here."
You could hear Jet running to get his gun he then appeared by the door. "What's going on? Is it Sylvia?"
Faye only nodded, "Jet give me your gun."
Jet didn't ask her any questions why, he handed his gun to her but lingered when she had her hand grasped around it.
"There's only 2 bullets in it." Jet said staring at her seriously.
"That's enough. Watch my back for me, go get my gun it's on my dresser." Faye said and Jet let go of the gun and ran back inside of the Bebop.
Faye watched him, then turned back around to see Spike and Sylvia still in the same position. Like hell if she was going to let her kill him, or her especially when things were actually going her way for once.
"Time for lady luck to once more pull through." Faye said as she began to walk toward them.
Spike stood there staring silently at Sylvia. Sylvia staring back with the gun raised at him.
"Ah, here comes our little valentine." Sylvia said snickering.
"Don't you dare shoot her, because before you can ever pull the trigger again I will already have you down." Spike said sternly and continued to give Sylvia a death stare.
Sylvia only smiled but showed no signs of diverting her gun away from Spike. By then Faye was now near them.
"So you're back again Sylvia, I'm not nearly surprised." Faye said sarcastically and smiled.
"I'm guessing you missed me?" Sylvia said and chuckled a little to herself, no one else finding it amusing. Clearing her throat Sylvia looked back over to Spike and then back to Faye.
Faye's mind was running, she only had 2 bullets. Before she could think about it anymore she pulled the gun out and aimed it at Sylvia's arm which was holding the gun.
Faye fired one bullet at her arm, and then felt Spike push her out of the way. Faye skidded across the ground and then quickly looked up to find Spike laying where she had been standing. Faye shifted her eyes to Sylvia who was now grasping onto her bloody arm.
'Yes.' Faye thought to herself. She looked back over to Spike to now see that he was bleeding, obviously Sylvia saw Faye pull out the gun and tried to fire at her but Spike pushed her out of the way and took the bullet for her.
Faye felt rage build up in her. Her heart was pumping faster and faster, she felt her hand shaking as she held the gun. She raised it once more to fire the last bullet right through Sylvia's heart but before she could Sylvia turned around, pulling out her sword and knocked the gun out of Faye's hand.
Sylvia then swung the sword and sliced open Faye's arm. Faye grasped her now bleeding cut, the warmness of the blood was sickening along with the stickiness.
Faye awaited for another blow but then heard more gunshots go off, and looked over toward the dock where Jet now was kneeling by Spike who was still lying there. Looking over to Sylvia she noticed that she was as well lying on the ground.
Getting up Faye walked over toward Spike and kneeled down next to him as well. Beginning to flip him over Jet stopped her, telling her it might be better if they left him like this until the ambulance got here. Jet left her with Spike and went inside to call for help.
Faye used her non-bloody hand and ran it through Spike's hair, "You can't die on me now Spike. Not now, not when things are finally going good." Faye whispered and felt tears gathering in her eyes.
Spike's body did not move, but Faye noticed that he was still breathing. Ever so slowly Spike's eyes began to open.
Faye felt hope return to her as her tears flowed down her cheeks and began to make puddles beneath her.
"Spike..." Faye whispered.
"Julia..." Spike mummbled.
Faye was taken back, but ignored the name, "No Spike, it's me...Faye..." Faye whispered back, but was hurt terribly just by one word.
Spike smiled, "I know."
Faye's eyes went wide, she could've smacked him right then and there if he hadn't been shot. "You little..."
Spike slowly began to pull himself up into a sitting position, "No, Spike you shouldn't move." Faye said as she put a hand on his shoulder.
"No, I'm fine really." Spike said struggling to sit up. When he did Faye noticed that Spike had been shot right below his heart, she prayed that it hadn't hit it.
"...Spike..." Faye whispered and felt more tears emerging.
"Faye, don't cry. Everything will be alright, you just watch." Spike said and gave her a genuine smile.
'No...it's...not...' his heart said, sounding tired and exhausted.
'I know, but I...' Spike began to think to himself and felt his heart tighten, he didn't want it to end this way.
'...I know...how you are...feeling, no need for...an explanation.' his heart said to him.
Spike's smile faded and he looked away from Faye.
"You're lieing to me..." Faye said slowly.
"You're hurt Faye," Spike said as he looked over at her wound.
"Stop. Don't try changing the subject." Faye said as she continued to stare right at Spike but Spike continued to avoid Faye's eyes.
"Spike, look at me." Faye said sternly, almost in a longingly way.
Spike looked out of the corner of his eye at Faye. Faye saw the hope fleeting from him, she saw sadness for the first time in Spike's eyes. Feeling sick to her stomach Faye shut her eyes, trying to not think of the worst.
'No, he will make it. He will.' Faye thought to herself.
Faye was trying to make herself believe, believe that Spike was going to make it and that all will be right again. Faye then heard a groan from behind her, opening her eyes she turned around and saw Sylvia beginning to get up.
Faye grabbed Jet's gun and got up, aiming the gun at her heart. Faye waited for Sylvia to turn around. So she could see the one that was going to kill her, the one who destroyed her life, the one who shot the one she cared about the most, and the one who was going to end this for once and for all.
Sylvia staggered a little and then turned around, shock was written all over her face but then it quickly changed. Sylvia looked over at Spike who was now hunched over, she then smiled.
"Go on, shoot me. I've accomplished what I wanted, I am either hurting one or the other. I originally planned on killing you Miss Valentine but Spike is even better." Sylvia said with a wicked smile.
Faye said nothing, but kept the gun still locked on Sylvia's chest.
"What are you waiting for? Shoot me!" Sylvia said and began to chuckle, "Are you afraid that you'll miss and then who knows what will happen? I could easily kill you then. At least you two would die together right? Go to heaven and meet again, oh wait...I bet you Julia will be waiting up there as well." Sylvia smiled.
"Spike would meet her again, and completely forget about you. You know, the only reason he had gotten attached to you was because he had no one else to care for him. He knew you'd always be there for him no matter what." Sylvia said and began to walk closer and closer to Faye.
Sylvia was now right in front of Faye, with the gun pressed against her chest. Sylvia leaned over and whispered into Faye's ear, "What a pity."
Before Sylvia could pull back Faye whispered back, "Die...and rot in hell with you son of a bitch brother you whore." And Faye pushed Sylvia back and shot the last bullet which went directly through Sylvia's heart, you could hear Sylvia's last breath as she struggled for air and then fell over onto the ground; dead.