Leaking. If anyone would ask she would swear up and down and on her life that her eyes were leaking. They weren't tears of sadness, loss, dispair and hurt, no they were leaking because she was 'allergic to her new mascara' and the effects were still happening. The pain inside of her heart?? No it wasn't heartbreak, it was the result of eating too much of Jet's cooking.

Why would she spend time crying and wallowing in self pity over a certain guy. No It was his stupid decision to go and risk his life out of love, and it was his fault he died. She didn't care about him, no she hated him in fact. She wouldn't miss him and the way he always had some smart-ass comment for her her. She wouldn't miss the fact that anytime she tried to be nice and sentimental he had something mean to say, like that time he injured himself and she took care of him. He had the audacity to tell her she was singing off key, or what about that time she told the truth about her past. He had the nerve to tell her that the story needed editing. She didn't need him, she didn't want him. She hated him, if Vicious hadn't killed him first she probably would have done it herself.

"You hear that, Spike Spiegal?!?! I hate you!!!!" She screamed wasting her bullets on a picture of him she kept, for target practice of course. When the gun was empty she threw her gun across the room and punched a wall as hard as her femanine stregnth went. She felt something snap in it but she just merely sank down to the floor in tears, letting the warm red fluid stain her yellow tank top. "I hate you…" She said shaking with hard sobs. "I've always hated you, because you never looked at me… you never noticed me in a way other then your partner in bounty hunting or an annoying woman who you argued with on a daily basis." She said watching her hand bleed. The door swung open and she saw his big mascular shadowm on the floor. She glanced up then back at her hand. "I think I broke my hand.." She murmured.

"Faye.." The big guy said softly knowing she was feeling the same hurt they were all feeling. "Come on." He grabbed her good hand and helped her up. He scooped her up in his arms and took her to the living room. Faye saw Edward sprawled out on the floor trying to concentrate on the chess game she was playing. Finally Faye realized locking herself in her room for so long was pointless, while they can all mourn over the stupid green haired guy. Even Ein noticed the absence of the relaxed and calm guy. "Let me see it.." The older guy said. She handed him her hand. "Ed, get the first aid kit."

"Rightey-o Jet-person!!" Ed said with some of her usual energy but it was painfully obvious she missed torturing the younger guy. She took off down the hall with her odd walk as always then returned with the first Aid kit and went in a random direction.

"Faye, What were you doing to break this?? We all heard the gun shots but this??" Jet asked.

"I was angry!" She snapped.

"Listen, We're all angry and hurt over his death but we've got to move on, too many bounties out there." Jet said seeing, for a brief second, a sensitive and sad look in her eyes

"You listen to me, Jet!!" Faye stood up cutting her emerald eyes at Jet. "I'm not angry, hurt, sad or anything about his death. He could've jumped off a bridge for all I care. Hell, if he asked, I would've pushed him over the edge!! I don't even want to hear the name Spike Spiegal, If I hear it again I will personally kill every living thing on the bebop!!!" She brushed deep purple strands of hair out of her face and stormed away. Seconds later the bedroom door slammed and her sobbing could be heard in the eerie silence around the bebop.

"No…" Faye whispered to no one. "I don't hate you.. I loved you and like everything else about my life, you're only a memory that will probably will be forgotten." She hugged her knees to her chest feeling extremely weak right about now.

"Edward misses Spike person too." Ed said jumping down from the pipe she was hanging on and hugged Faye. The older woman froze slightly but hugged her back never the less.

"I know you do, Ed." Faye said quietly. "but who knows, all the bodies disappeared. Maybe Spike's out there somewhere."

"Edward don't think so, but If Ed can find friends like on the Bebop, Ed thinks anything is possible." She said smiling at Faye when they released each other. "besides Ed need be happy!! Ed get souvenirs when Faye-person go on bounties." Ed smiled. Faye only smiled a small smile unable to to forget the feeling the loss in her heart.

"I'll try.." Faye said quietly unsure if she could do it without the fluidness of Spike's fighting techniques, let alone survive without him.