Note: Hey you guys, I'm glad that I'm up and runnin and continuing with the story. I want to let all of you guys know that I'm sorry.

Oh and Josie, yeah I thought about what you said about the whole Spike and vowels thingy, and yeah it is ridiculously funny, to ever see Spike doing something outrageous like that, Shoot! I don't even see him ever having a...traditional wedding. If he ever got married I could probably see it being Las Vegas style or maybe never seeing him having a wedding and just be with the women he will call wife just without the legal papers and proof of ever having one.

I will not change it because I was more aiming at Faye's (weird) fantasy dream of having a traditional wedding that just so happens to be with Spike. I'm glad I cleared that up.

Now on with the story.

Chapter 8 "Forgive me friend"

It has been five days since the 'incident' at the Bebop and nothing has been the same ever since. Jet was always out with Ed because he didn't want Ed near the Bebop and decided they needed a little vacation. Ein was always mopping around the ship because of the fact there was no Ed to play with and Spike...well Spike was hardly ever seen. He was either always in his room just staring up at the ceiling or was on the laptop looking for new and dangerous bounties to catch so he could make the 'incident' get off his mind but never really went off the ship to catch the bounty.

But in all-in-all he really didn't look all too good; his new look looked like death-ran-over. There were big black bags under his eyes as if he haven't slept in days, his hair couldn't get any messier than it already has been, and just when you think that he was already skinny...well, the guy just lost another couple of pounds cause the lack of food since there was no money to buy the food and no way did he even trust his own cooking.

It use to always be either Jet cooking his meatless foods or Faye's easy twenty minute microwave oven kind of food, and Spike always compared Faye being a better cook than Jet (hey, women just has the better/natural talent of working in the kitchen.) Then he realized, 'there was no way in hell he would survive all on his own'. Sure he knew the ways around the galaxy and he could make a natural living if he was ever considering he would want a real career, which he thought was a complete joke. But he would definitely know how to make a couple of woolongs and get himself a place on his own, but considering all of his life he was always relying on someone else.

When he was a child, he had his birth father, his mother died because of his birth, but when his father couldn't support him because he died when Spike was at the age of ten, Spike had his friends to rely on, but his friends weren't much of a good influence on him. Through his teen age years he always got busted doing something incredibly stupid to go to a local Juvenile on Mars or get probation. By the age of sixteen is when he thought about joining the syndicate to be a laky in the beginning and work himself up to the top.

Even after the syndicate he had no where else to go but luckily for him, he met the ex-cop Jet in a...interesting way. Spike had a 32 million woolong bounty on his head because of the crimes he did when he was in the syndicate. Bounties stopped the search on him because of the information they got on him was that he was already dead. Jet was one of the bounty hunters, until one day he stumbled upon seeing Spike alive and well. Jet had a hard time catching Spike, but nonetheless he still captured him. Jet sent Spike to the police station but it was worthless because there was no longer a bounty on his head because all information on Spike's whereabouts was trashed away.

In the end Spike stayed with Jet on Jet's crappie old fishing-ship called the Bebop; he became a free loader in the beginning but decided to go on with the adventures of the game of Bounty hunting. Spike was always partnering up with someone if it's either a good decision or not, depends on the way he looked at it. He was always accustom to having someone there with him, but when he had one partner there always had the possibilities of finding more, Faye was a perfect example. Spike hated her in the beginning, well not hate; it was more...'despise the shrew'. He also looked back on it how she was just like him when Faye first aboard the Bebop.

It actually took awhile for him to be use to Faye's bickering, yelling, cheating and so on and so on, but he noticed the major difference she became during that eleven months and two weeks since he's known her and he knew that he really grew attached to her. He thought of the possibility of having a life and possibly with the people that he became to care for so much until...Julia. Julia came back to his life and he wanted to go after her that he completely lost all feelings he had for the people that he had at that moment, never considering what they felt about it. He didn't care how they felt about it, especially Faye, as long as he got what he was wanting.

Even after Julia died, Spike didn't think twice about going back to the ship and continue life there, to continue life period. He wanted his angel and that was all to it. Faye told him to stay, she told him her memory was back, but it seemed that he didn't give a shit about no one and that was the attitude he gave Faye. He was going out to die for Julia, he was going to be with somebody he needed so desperately, just like he needed everyone else, but Fate just didn't want to give that to him and wanted him to suffer. Spike lived through the fight with Vicious.

He could live a life of his own, but it only took some time till he realized, he was alone and he needed someone to be with. He tried to go everywhere but the Bebop, and since the syndicate was all in ruins, he really had very little options left. Then he started to think more and more about his past, and not the past of his childhood or the past with the syndicate, but the past that was still there and gaining a future. Then he thought about Faye. He knew that she loved him; if she didn't then she would have never cried for him. Shit, she cried in front of him. Her love for him was just pure genuine, it just took him awhile to realize that, and that's why he needed to get back to the ship.

So that's why he was there today, but if you decide to do something, there will always be a consequence or a twist along the road. Sure Faye was beautiful, she always was, but when he first saw her in a long time, he couldn't help the urge he was getting at that moment. Looking into those beautiful sapphire burning emeralds, watching her mouth agape and close again, and her perfect curve body. He wanted everything from her, he wanted to kiss her lips until they were swollen bruised, he wanted to touch everything of her both inside and out... and that's what he sort of had, but it wasn't what he expected. He felt the touch of her hand reach across his cheek into something that stung, but through all of that, he still had the bulge in his pants. He knew that it was going to take her awhile for her to get use to for him being there all the time, but other than that, he knew that he was gonna have her.

Everything was just beginning to go his way. He had plans to have Faye for himself, until a certain someone had to get in the way. He had rage for this man that Faye was seeing. All of Spike's plans were completely destroyed, but it did not mean a damn thing. Spike knew he was gonna get his Faye any way he can, its just going to be a different kind of approach.

000

The sound of whips and punches went throughout the dark and cold room, nothing could be seen except for the light casting shadows of swift movement hitting against a heavy object hanging from the ceiling. Then the hitting has stopped only to hear the heavy breathing of a man in the room.

Though the room was low in temperature to give anyone to have a sharp chill go up their spine, Spike was immune to it. He wore nothing but a pair of sweat pants. His body was drenched with the sweat he made and his skin was a bright pink to red. He hit that bag over and over again for the past three hours, putting all of his frustration into it.

Usually when he worked off his frustration by punching the bag, the frustration will eventually go away, but this time, that didn't happen. The thoughts and memories of what he did five days ago kept on building in his head. The memories of her screams, her pleads, her cries, and especially her fear of him, were still fresh and it was eating him alive. He couldn't take it anymore and he had to leave, possibly for good.

He started to have regret of ever coming back, he already hurt Faye by leaving the first time, he hurt her even more when he came back and now he's only making it worse by putting physical hurt towards her. He had to leave, and he certainly doesn't deserve a fare well good-bye like the last time.

He started to walk towards the door and into the main room where he would walk into the hanger and he would finally be on his way, but even that didn't work the way he wanted to. He could only make it out of the room and into the main living area until he heard the sound and smell of something frying in the kitchen.

He peeked his head into the kitchen to see Faye cooking her famous cinnamon pancakes. Spike always enjoyed her breakfasts considering it being late at night. Spike began to ponder this into his head, why is she making breakfast for dinner?

Faye never heard his silent foot steps that were starting to enter the kitchen, the sound of sizzles, the scraping of the utensil against the pan and her humming a happy tune was all she could hear at the moment.

Spike, without realizing his own actions sat down at the table watching her hum while she cooked lost in her own little world. 'She would make an excellent wife and mother someday' he thought.

He began to shift the chair for a mere second and after all that all silence broke loose except for the sizzling of the pancakes. Faye was frozen at her spot without hesitation to wanting to move her head to look at who entered the kitchen because she knew exactly who it was.

It felt like the silence lasted forever and Spike thought it would be a good time to break it.

"I didn't hear you come in." he said louder than he wanted to. He saw the tension and twitch that ran up Faye's arm; he didn't know how to see the reaction that came from her face though.

"I'm sorry." she said. She had nothing to apologize about, but thought that he'd appreciate it anyways. Her voice was in a low whisper that Spike could hardly hear. He didn't like the sound of it though of what ever she said. He started to think that she was giving him the silent treatment and he thought this was the only way to make small talk.

She then continued her cooking without the happy hum of her voice anymore, and for whatever reason it made Spike feel like this was worse than the complete silence. He got up from his seat and walked over to her very cautiously making sure he didn't upset her or make her feel uncomfortable.

"Wow, um...it smell's pretty good." he intended to her cooking, he did feel really dumb right now. Of all things to tell her, tell her anything, tell her what he's wanting and yearning to say to her, he ends up telling her the obvious about her cooking. He really was a lunkhead.

"Do you want some?" Faye whispered again avoiding any kind of eye contact as possible. Her hair covered her face so no one could see her; she looked so isolated and felt as if a dark aura around her. She seemed so distant and cold compared to the way she was just moments ago.

"Yeah, that would be nice." he said with sadness pitched in with his voice. Spike hovered over Faye to see her cooking but he really wanted to see her face. He wanted to see the damage he'd done to her. It's only been five days and surely there should still be some of the swelling.

"Faye?" he asked in a low voice, he put his fingertips onto her chin to force her to look at him. She realized what he was trying to do, so she forced her chin away from his touch by jerking it the opposite away from him. She didn't want him to see her face. Not only was she a fright to see, but she didn't want him to feel the guilt of him hurting her; after all, she thought she may have deserved it. She went way over the limits, she talked about negative things about a woman who never deserved to be talked about badly, and say such things to the person that loves that woman, dead or alive.

Spike wanted to try again but she then again refused to let him see her. She turned around the other direction to get a plate for Spike and herself so she can avoid Spike's anticipation to see her face. Spike was starting to get a little impatient, so he grabbed her retreating form by her shoulders and swung her around so she can face him, he did this harder than what he intended to doing, but when he forced her for the final time for him to look at her, he regretted doing so.

Her face was still trying to heal, on her right eye; there was still the colors of light purple and blues, minor bruises on both sides of her cheeks, and a swollen lip that had a small cut that was still healing. Then he looked into her eyes, they were shot wide open, and her pupils were so small, he couldn't tell if they were there. The look in her eyes was the same look of eyes he saw Julia when she was shot in the back, except, these kind of eyes were different. These eyes showed no hope; it was the look of fear. Was she scared of him?

He regretted ever looking at her, and forcing her to do so. He regretted way too much and he was thinking if he should leave the Bebop. Shit he regretted ever thinking at all.

He realized that he was still holding on to Faye but the pressure on her shoulders loosened and started to run down her arms. He looked down to the ground feeling shameful and he hated himself. He didn't even consider himself a man anymore for what he did to her.

Faye felt his body shuddering and it made another chill run up her spine. Her wide eyes started to soften by watching Spike fall apart. She expected this to happen if he saw her right now, she knew that he was going to have guilt in him that she didn't want to see, and because of that, she felt tears forming in her eyes.

Spike finally let go of Faye still fixed staring down on the floor, but he managed to move away from Faye and was starting to head out the door. He had nothing to say to her, he didn't deserve to say anything to her, but he just wanted her to know one thing.

"I'm sorry Faye, I didn't mean to hurt you...I-I didn't want to-- but I am truly truly sorry." and with that, he was walking out of the room, but when he reached the doorway he heard her muffles and he could picture the tears going down her porcelain face, but that was not what stopped him to look strait up.

"So is that the way its gonna be? Huh Spike? Your gonna leave again? Your going to go throw your life away because of something that you think is right?...You have no right Spiegel, no right.

You can't just keep coming back here thinking you're gonna have everything your way and whatever you please... You hurt me too much already; you keep killing me inside over and over again. Do you think you leaving us...leaving me, is gonna make things better? You think that I'm going to be happier if you're gone and out of my life for good? WHAT MADE YOU THINK THAT YOUR LIFE...or my life is better without any of us? You can't make my decisions for me, you can't do that. You have no right to do any of that." Faye cried even more than before, the last time she shed tears 'for' him was the night he left to fight Vicious, but she cried 'because' of him when he abused her that night five days ago. There was a major difference, but either way it was painful for Spike to see Faye cry.

He slowly turned around to face her yet he had no emotion in his eyes, as usual and he had nothing else to say because all he knew was that she was completely right. He had no right to do any of those things.

"Well?" Faye didn't like being ignored and she did not like unanswered questions.

"I regret it all, everything that I did to you. I regret." and he spoke the truth. He wished he could take it all back. Even meeting her in the first place should have never happened, or that's what he thought.

Faye was a bit taken back when he said that. She didn't want him to regret anything that had to do with her. Her tears stopped and wiped away the ones that were already there. She started to walk up to Spike, and what surprised him and even herself was the small smile forming on her face.

"You don't get to do that either. You should never regret anything because in the end you'll regret having those regrets." she said in a bit of a more cheerful voice, but...she still covered her face and away from Spike.

"Listen, I didn't want you to see me like this, and I think...we should be at far distance away from each other for awhile. If that's Okay?"

Spike only stared at her. The little bit of happiness he had for that minor second when she finally smiled at him, the happiness all went away when she said about them not going to see each other much, but he did understood her intentions. Her face was so bruised and beaten and she didn't want anyone to see her like that.

"Dinner's ready." she said quietly and trying to walk into the living room, she wanted to drop the subject and go on, but then she was stopped when Spike took a hold of her wrist.

After he grabbed her wrist he didn't hesitate when he made her face him and locked his arms around her to a tight embrace. He was hugging her and she was shocked at this quick action. She didn't know what to do, she wanted to scream at him, she wanted to push him away, but her body wouldn't let her do that, instead, it did the exact opposite. She put her arms around him to hug him back, and then she realized that she knew his pain. She was hurting him, she made him feel this way, it was her fault and she was sorry.

"I'm so sorry Spike, I'm sorry." she muffled through her cries. More of her tears started to flow down her face, and the more she cried, the tighter she held on to him, and she didn't want to let go. Her tears started to do down on Spike's sweaty body. And she realized another thing, Spike was holding her, and was half naked doing so. She started to get a pink to reddish tint on her face by what they were doing.

Spike then realized this too, but he always kept the cool face as if nothing was going on, but inside, he had the biggest of smiles. He didn't hear Faye's apology, though he knew she was saying something, but didn't think it was nothing important. They stayed in each others arms for a long while until Faye started to fall asleep there. Spike knew she fell asleep, and he knew she was exhausted.

"So much for Dinner." he sighed and started to walk into the living room to the yellow couch where he would lay Faye to sleep, but when they got their he didn't realize his own actions because he started to lay down with her into a peaceful slumber.

(N/A: Cheesy I know. How could you not realize your own actions? I may need editing on that later on.)

000

"Ed wants her choc-o-late bar back to Edward." Ed yelled through out the Bebop.

Jet began to drag his feet when he was starting to enter the main room. "I already gave it to you Ed. You need to remember where you put your stuff."

Jet was beyond tired; Both Ed and himself went to store to store, market to market, diner to diner, just to look for a stupid rare chocolate bar. No one really knew about the chocolate bar, it didn't really existed anymore since the astrogate explosion, he also thought, 'besides, what's so different about this Chocolate bar from the rest of them?'

When he finally entered the main room he stopped at the sudden quietness and stare Ed was giving the yellow couch. "Hey what's up Ed? What're you-" but then realized what he saw that Ed was looking at. It was Spike and Faye both asleep on the couch. Jet couldn't help the smile that was coming upon his face.

"So they finally decided to make up." Jet said above a whisper telling himself the facts. He was in a slightest daze until the beeping sound coming from a small vivid screen on the table.

Jet probably figured it was his old friend Bob giving more information to a new bounty. That guy was just too predictable. Jet turned to the screen but was already greeted with Ed's big moss of hair in the way. Ed decided to answer this call.

"Ed is here." she said in a sing-song.

"Erm, is Jet there by any chance?" Bob said a little shocked to see the bouncy teenager there instead of a familiar face.

"Yeah, I'm right here. Come on Ed, move over." Jet said moving Ed over so he can have a clear view of his old friend.

"What's up, any new leads on her?"

"Yeah, this Bernadette Sirocco is quite the catch. She had a weren't of drug trade, but that was just the show for the bounty hunters, really she's one top assassinator. She usually works alone, but someone hired her to kill that new leader from that syndicate your buddy use to be in."

Jet was a bit took back when Bob mentioned about the syndicate Spike was in. "What? Red Dragon's not running anymore and Spike killed Vici-" he was cut off when Bob continued.

"Vicious is dead, yes, but unfortunately he had someone to take over, it's like that Vicious guy knew what was going to happen, so he had a back-up plan, but someone wants the new leader dead."

Jet started to get sweat beads on his forehead, he didn't like the sound of this for the fact it had something relative to Spike's past. "Who is the new leader then?"

"I don't know, but I do recommend to not go into this case, forget about this bounty, it's too risky, it's not worth loosing a life over."

"Yeah, I know what you mean, well thanks Bob." Jet said with a small smile on his face with uncertainty of what his good friend Spike would do if he found out about the new information.

Jet hung up on Bob to get to his usual business with the bonsais, he got up from his position on the table and turned around to see Spike looking strait at him. Spike wide awake to listen to the whole conversation.

"Don't you dare think about it Spike." Jet warned.

Spike shrugged it off "I didn't say anything." he answered casually.

Jet then walked off grumbling and cursing to himself, followed by Ed repeating everything Jet was saying in a sing-song voice.

Spike stared into nothingness thinking about this new leader to the Red Dragon syndicate. 'Who the hell has the nerve and the guts to be Vicious new sidekick?'

He started to get up from where he was but then forgot that Faye was there sleeping right besides him. She slept so peaceful; the only movement she made was the rhythm her chest will go, and the softness of her breathing. He stared at her for a long time without realizing it.

His gaze upon her was filled with lust and passion when he watched her lips slightly open and closes by her breathing. And her cheeks had this rosy blush, Spike started to quiver with the electric shocks going throughout his body.

He began to move his right hand to touch the side of her face to stroke it, and oh was it ever so soft for Spike's large rough hands. He remembered the first time he got to touch the softness of Faye's face. He was scared for her life thinking that she was seriously injured when he saw her lying on the floor in front of all those static televisions all bunched up together, she signed up for that certain club so she can get out of dept.

He caressed her cheek more and his face moved closer and closer to hers, but he watched her eyes to make sure she wouldn't wake up. In an instant his lips had touched hers. It wasn't a full kiss, but he wanted to feel the softness of her lips against his. Her lips were just as soft as a rose petal. He wanted more of this sensation, more of her, but she started to stir in her sleep because of the pressure she was having against her face.

Spike quickly moved back to original spot where he was sleeping just moments ago, before Faye opened her eyes. He saw her flutter her eyes open and then he quickly closed them.

Faye started to get adjusted to the light the main room provided and started to look around the room to remember how she even got in there the first place, because she recalled cooking dinner and Spike walked in to apologize and that was it. Then she remembered Spike, she felt the little hard pressure against her back. She turned around to see Spike there sleeping away, he slept so soundly. Faye's heart skipped a beat once she turned around to see his face, she felt her lips with the tips of her fingers and sure enough they were warm. She swore she dreamed the whole thing about Spike actually kissing her, but she thought why it felt so real.

After awhile of thinking about this dream, she decided to shrug it off. She slowly got up from where she was so she won't disturb Spike and decided it was time for a nice hot shower.

Once Faye left her spot on the couch, Spike felt the warm feeling of her body not there next to his, and he already missed it. He stayed on the couch for awhile until he heard the running of the shower. He knew there was chances she won't be coming back to sleep on the same couch next to him.

He sat up from his position looking strait at the computer screen. He thought about wanting to look up about this bounty they were suppose to catch, but that wasn't what he was interested in, he had his interest on the new leader of the Red Dragons.

Spike sighed for a moment thinking what he might do, "Just because I'm looking up about this bounty, doesn't mean I plan to catch it."