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It's a dream no matter how far I go; I can never reach reality, trapped in an endless nightmare. -- Strange man in 1991 said.

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Bang...

And blue came.

"Is he dead?"

"Don't know..."

"Poke him."

"Why don't you do it?"

"Call an ambulance! You idiots!"

"Wait i have a better idea..."

-

Time is collapsing crinkle of thoughts, relationships and mean people, who think they can change present, when they send someone to the past. But can it really be changed? Or time paradox arise - time which is not bound onto future and is creating new, unexplored. Can past be changed?
Change past. Past. My own past.
He stood there at the exit from the stadium, he thought about go to her or not. Can he really go to her and speak to her, will it change something? People were complaining and swearing about the game, home team lose probably. The line was walking slow, so he waited for empty moment. Another cigarette handed from his mouth, this time unlighted. Spike was too lost in his thoughts, to concentrate on the smoking. Faye is here. My past is here, my future is here.
What did she said back then? He only remembered those five shots, those five cartridges, those five nails into his coffin. Five worms which ate his conscience. He didn't plan to die, but circumstances made him do it again, and he woke up.

Then purple thing chop off his thoughts, she walked there before him with a few other cheerleaders.
Spike was scared, scared from where its heading. She saw him and stopped walking. He watched her and words were failing him. She can be around 16, is that possible?
Faye was younger and her naive face, as he remembered it from the video tape, made him grin a little. Faye as a naive girl, this is funny. Her friends already left.
They stood there. Then after not that long while, Spike put his cigarette and hands into pockets and started to walk away.

"Wait, who are you sir?" She asked, nice voice.

He stopped and for a while didn't say anything.

"You watched me, entire time of our performance." Faye said and tried to come closer.

"I just... remembered someone..."

He said and leaned onto wall before him, then colors, thoughts and all other electrons in his brain mixed into final thing and he fainted. Insanity. Things in his mind was steading for a long time, finally he got an image.

"Do you reconsidered our proposal?" This was familiar, but when was Cloak asking him about his mission, it was for second time.

"Yes." Spike said, blood was covering his left eye, it was just after the shootout with Vicious.

"Sing it here, please." Paper with some little letters handed before him.

"Welcome to our society, agent Spiegel."

"What?"

He felt softness and no pain in his brain. His senses woke up and he was in someones bed, in unknown room. Faye's room. Why did he fainted, why he suddenly remembered his cooperation with Cloak? Why she was here? Luckily he had his own clothes on him, so she didn't change him. Spike heard a noise behind the door, someone came near the room. Who is it? Slight knocks wake him up from his pool of past. Maybe shes not like Faye i know, maybe shes more polite.

"Sir, are you awake, can i come in?" She asked.

"I am awake." Spike's answer disclaimed the reality, he was trapped in his dreams.

The door squeaked as it opened, she came in and saw him sitting on her bed.

"Are you all right sir? When you faithed others wanted to call an ambulance, but you haven't got any identification with you, so they helped me drag you in here."

"I'm perfectly right..." Spike's eyebrow twitched.

"You don't look like that." She sat on the bed beside him.

"Whats your name?" Faye asked with excitement in her eyes.

"Name is not important..." His answers were cold, but suitable.

"But you can call me Spike." Then he added. Don't be rude to the hosts. His auntie always said.

"My name is Fayina, but everyone is mutilating it, so they call me Faye." She explained and smiled.

Shes still a child. Spike thought as he examined her smile.
He never saw her smiling like that, new experience.

"I wonder how you feel." Her eyes fixed on his.

"What is it?" Spike found out that she is staring on him.

"You have different eyes... strange." Faye waslost in her own thoughts.

"Yeah, just DNA mistake." He said and she just watched him.

"Can i ask you something?" She said in serious tone. Spike was silent, and silence mean yes.

"I need a favor." Here we go, same old Faye.

"What kind of favor?" Spike asked, as if he was interested.

She looked away. And covered her eyes, she was shy.

"Well... I-I... its hard to put into words..." No way, this is not Faye, as i know her.

"All girls... from our school are already... dating." She stood and walked around room not very calm.

"And you don't." Spike suggested.

"Thats not true, i had a boyfriend, but hesaidthat hehave another girljust yesterday! And i said to all girls that they will meet him tomorrow." Faye shouted on Spike, he welcomed sings of normal Faye.

"...i don't feel up to this." Spike said, but he understood that he owe her that favor.

"Please." She made a sorry face on him. I cant resit it and if i dont she will kill me in thefuture.

"Ok, ill do it, i still owe you something." Spike said and stood up.

"Yay!" She was happy, her ego was happy. Just like her stupid horses. He thought about her gambling.

"But we must clear up some things." She said and calmed again.

"What things?" Spike was suspicious.

"How old are you?" Faye asked, seriously again.

Old, Spike was too old to see life, and too young to see death, but he saw both. Death prevailed. Happiness didn't make a sense in his life, except occasional times as life with Julia, then it entered his brain. He realized that he was never happy, never really happy. With Julia yes, but always fear from Vicious and syndicate made his fortune go away. And there was lots of things to fear and he knew, never he could defeat the syndicate, but yet he managed too. Maybe i can defeat my fate too.

"Old enough." Spike said and Faye understood that its not very good topic of discussion.

-

Why did i survive it? Why am i crazy? Why?
Another collection of images opened before him and his eyes focused onpicture of Cloak and one other guy in a doctor suit. I hate doctors. They were talking, but he was sharpening his hearing too slowly to hear it all. But he heard enough.

"Shocks are not working, he's still dead." The guy next to the Cloak said. Spike laid there in his trench coat full of blood.

"Then try that new sedative." Cloak said.

"But sir..." Guy tried to complain.

"He'll be alive, so do it." Cloak ordered.

"But if we apply it, he will be insane and probably out of our control, thats the side effects and you know it." Doctor complained again.

"Its worth that risk, remember our mission."

Cloak finally persuade him and doctor jabbed him with green injection, this image was flashing along with his eye operation, which was too similar to this.
Strange feeling entered his body, mind was getting back from the land of the death and he was alive.
His memories were going backwards.

Bell rang and Spike with shock woke up, he was all covered in sweat. Another dream. But he laid on the ground alongside Faye's bed, so the other things were not a dream. She wants me to be her boyfriend, what an irony. Spike stood and Faye was already awake, long scar on his chest didn't indicate good memories. She watched it.

"Where did you get this?" Shes always asking.

"My friend and I had some business together, and he liked knives." Spike said in his 'don't telling a joke' tone and Faye was confused.

"Maybe you want to get ready, if we are planning to be there on time." He then added and young Faye realized that she overslept a little.

And she prepared.

A/N: Probably only 2 chapters.