Hey guys, this is another chapter that I'm adding on to my story. I hope you continue to read and review my story. I got a lot of positive reviews, and as long as they continue, I will continue to write. I also want to dedicate this chapter to NarInu. Who had gave me a suggestion and I'm taking. I hope this is what you expected and much more. Well here I go again….

He walked in the dim hallway, as he lit a cigarette and let his mind drift to what had just happened.

"Just look at me." He said again, his voice soft.

"I can't." She said angrily.

"Why?" He asked. His voice still the same.

"Because if I look at you… I'll know your alive." She said looking down at her hands.

Taking in a deep breath he ran the other hand through his evergreen messy hair, and let out a nicotine filled puff.

"Familiar aren't they?" She asked her tone amused.

Her eyes had looked like his one eye, the one that continued to live in the past, the one that held so much death and destruction but still continued to question it's existence.

"Weren't you the one who told me to live life in the present?" He asked dropping the hand that was holding her face.

"What's wrong? Scared to look into my soul, Ghost?" Faye asked with a smirk as she moved closer to his face.

"And you? Aren't you scarred to look into it?" Spike asked getting up from the floor.

"I'm living it, I embraced it.." She answered looking up at him with a smile.

"When did life get so damn complicated?" He asked out loud to himself taking a seat on the signature yellow coach, that he spends most of the time sleeping on.

"How did it go?" A deep voice asked.
Looking straight ahead he notice Jet leaning up against the opposite wall.

"Look at me, how do you think it went?" Spike retorted as he pointed to the cut on his face.

"Told you she had picked up a couple of tricks." Jet commented with a smirk.

"Yeh, but you didn't mention dangerous trick, like the ones that could leave a mark." Spike answered back, his tone annoyed.

"Yeh, but you never asked." Jet moved away from the wall and sat on the other coach across from Spike.

"Wonder where she picked them up?" Spike asked inhaling another puff of his cigarette.

"Alice." Was all that Jet said.
Spike looked over at Jet and thought about his meeting with Faye, he had notice the guns and the note that were on the bed near Faye.

- thought this might come in handy one day-
- Alice-

"Who's this Alice person?" Spike asked taking interest.

"After Faye had gone to see old man bull…" Jet started.

"Old man bull, since when has Faye gone to visit him?" Spike asked sitting up more.

"Well, after you didn't come back the first couple of days, I had told her about him and how he's helped you out sometimes. She decided if you were alive he would know about it." Jet leaned forward and placed his elbows on his knees.

"Think the old man was wrong?" Spike asked.

"We'll never know, Faye never told anyone what he said to her. We'll instead of finding you, she found Alice, a blind girl from Jupiter. I don't know how they met or why, but she's been helping Faye ever since, and if she knows what's going down with Faye it's definitely her." Jet finished leaning back against the coach.

"Blind girl, huh?" Spike asked.

"Not an ordinary blind girl, she's a genius hacker almost as good as Ed, good at hand to hand combat, and a pro with knives." He looked over at Spike and the cut on his cheek.

"I'm gonna have to go pay a visit to this Alice girl." Spike said stretching himself on the couch and putting out the cigarette.

"What about Faye?" Jet asked getting annoyed.

"Don't know?" Spike simply stated.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Jet said getting up from the coach and looking down at Spike, who had already closed his eyes while his arms rested comfortably behind his head.

"I'll have to sleep on it." Spike stated, then yawned afterward.

"If all you were gonna do is come back and sleep you should have stayed dead." Jet stated angered and turning toward the other direction.

"Hey Jet?" Spike asked.

"Yeh?' Jet turned a little.

"Her eyes…" Spike began.

"You noticed too huh?" Jet looked down at Spike before he turned and walked down the hallway. Spike sat there for a minute before he let his eyes close and take in the darkness.

Shots were heard through the whole building, men falling bleeding to death and he was in the middle of it, but he couldn't stop he had to reach the last floor, because that was the reason he had been living for so long, for that moment. Explosions covered most of the building as he made his way through, clearing a path for himself that would lead to him. He remembers running into Lyn's brother, Shin, but he had also met the fate of the others by helping get to the top. He was finally there, face to face with Vicious. The fight was blur, he remembered pain and blood, he remembered Vicious falling to the ground, it was over. He walked a couple of stairs before falling to the ground himself.

"bang" he felt his lips move, then blackness over took him.

"So this is what it's like to be dead, I pictured it more glamorous. Maybe the grim reaper or at least a ferrymen, it's not like I had the coins to get across the river anyway. I guess I might have pictured death a little more decorated, but now it just seems like death is overrated." Spike said to himself.

It was dark and black before people's faces began to flash in his mind. Asimov, his beautiful companion, Maria Murdock and her Sons, The heavy metal queen VT, Roco and his sister Stella, Jet's ex lover Elisa, Lyn, Edward's chess partner, Whitney the man who once cared for Faye, Duhan and his baseball fanatic assistant, Mad pierrot, Andy and the teddy bomber incident, Scratch, Old man bull, big shots, Electra and Vincent, The Bebop, redtail, hammer head, and his swordfish, He could hear there voices like if he was reliving it all again, they all played a part in his life story, these were all people and things that had came and gone in his life, but still had left something behind to remind him or leave some type of evidence that they did once exist, but as they became faded he saw his vision fill with the people who most impacted his life, the ones that even if you try to erase from your life, you couldn't because to do that you would have to erase you whole life, existence, and heart. Jet, Ein, Edward, Vicious, Julia, and Faye covered most of his mind, then finally Everything became dark and quiet. There were no more pictures it was just dark and lonely, the way it was suppose to be. Then there was no more.

Spike sat up from the coach and looked around the empty room, he could hear Jet moving around in his bonsai room, and he could also faintly hear Edward snoring in the corner of the room with Ein. Grabbing another cigarette and lighting it, he got up and walked down the hall.

"I think I've slept enough for today." He stated to himself, before he heard his stomach growl. "Besides, I'm starving. I wonder if there's anything to eat."

"Hey Jet do we have any meat?" Spike yelled walking toward the bonsai room.

Did you guys enjoy this chapter? Hope so worked hard on it. As for all the names and stuff at the end, I thought that if Spike did see anything before everything went dark, it would be all the people and things that made his life what it is and what lead to him being in the position that he was in. Being a bounty hunter, I figured that is exactly what he would see, the bounties, people that he's helped and people that left an imprint or mark in his life. Well that's it for this chapter. Thanks for reading. P.s. For those who want to know where Spike's been and what happened, you'll just have to keep reading.