NOTE: no i still dont own CB or OLS, much as id like to own Spike... lol i am a twisted person. music i'd Reccommend for your listening and reading pleasure here would be CLUTCH from the CB movie soundtrack and possibly maybe IRIS by the goo goo dolls. dont worry, big stuff coming up and somewhat of a lemon in this chap. i suck at writing lemons so far so yeah. enjoy! r and r plzkthx.

After about a month, I had a great idea for a job. I went to visit Gene to tell him that and the fact that we were moving back to Colorado in a month. But when I got there he had already found out that we were moving. "Back to good old Colorado, huh?"

"Yup I can't wait to get back, oh by the way, I need to talk to you-I had a good idea as how to make more money…"

He looked at me for a minute before saying-"Ok, I'm interested- how about we go to Clyde's and talk it over?"

"Ok, I want to try those lemon murrys anyway-with vodka." Gene chuckled as he grabbed his coat.

About an hour later, we arrived at Cleid's –to witness a fight. A man with dark brown eyes and greenish hair(Note: I must add that this guy was HOT!) was almost dancing to get away from a wanted bounty(Note: I'd seen this guy on Big Shot many times.) who started to shoot.

Almost automatically, I pulled out my gun but Gene stopped me. "I think he has it under control- look." I looked over. The fight was over and the brown-eyed guy came over to us. "Mind if I sit with you guys?" he asked. I looked at Gene and he nodded.

"Sure, I don't mind." He grinned and shook my hand.

"A pleasure to meet you, and by the way-my name is Spike." (Note: by now I was ready to faint, this was none other than Spike Speigal the famous bounty hunter.)

"I'm Samantha and this is Gene, a pleasure." Then I turned to Gene and started telling him my idea. "I was thinking that we could become bounty hunters instead."

Just then, Iris(the barmaid)walked over and almost screamed. "Gene, it's been so long-what've you been up to…and who the hell is this kid?"

I looked at her for a minute and said: "I'm Samantha a friend of his…"

Iris suddenly squealed. "Oh, Spike, you are such a good fighter, you didn't use a gun once(Gene and I simply stared at each other for a minute) wow now I know I love martial arts". Iris jumped as 3 men came up behind Spike; Gene and I simply grinned and pointed just as one of the guys came up behind Spike with a knife. He turned around and yawned; dodging a slash (I was openly staring)then, he tripped the man and threw him to the ground in a single move. "Oh, I'm so sorry(he sounded bored) I didn't see ya there buddy" he bent over (supposedly to help the guy) and dodged yet another slash. Spike put handcuffs on the fallen man and grinned, "1 down, 2 to go then I get all the money for a change". He then straightened up, knocking the other guy down in the process.

I turned to whisper to Gene "Wow, he sure doesn't need any help, and remember what I said about the bounty hunter thing-holy shit, he's done already!" it was true, all the men were now wearing handcuffs.

I groaned and said dryly "Need any help?"

He laughed. "Nope, thanks any ways"

After we had moved back to Colorado and gotten settled back in, I decided to go creek walking like I did every year. I had my scooter on my back (since the movers destroyed my bike) and was picking my way carefully upstream and looking up every time I heard a bike go by. The time I didn't look up (I had just rammed my knee into a log… ouch) I heard a tire skid a bit and then a familiar voice…

"Hi Samantha."

I looked up quickly and just grinned. "Here I thought that if I moved back nobody would notice."

Sam grinned as he watched me search for a place to get up on the trail where he was. "I'm glad you moved back. Me and Jake thought we saw you a few days ago around the buildings behind Habitat… hey, was that you?"

"Yep, I've been back for a couple weeks now. How have you guys been?"

"Good you?"

"Great."

"Damn that was fun, even now I still remember how I beat those morons" Spike reached for another cookie.

I grinned and said: "Yeah now we're all in one big group (I tried to sound professional) Bounty Hunters Anonymous ah it has such a nice ring to it" everybody snorted and continued eating. "Hey", I said. "At least now I can pay the insurance for my beautiful Cobra".

"Insurance nothing", Hilda said sarcastically. "You have space dock rental fees, repair and maintenance fees…"

"Yeah yeah, I get it." Gene laughed and glanced towards the kitchen. "Ah here comes more food, and I don't mean the beautiful women carrying it." Faye and Melfina walked out carrying plates of food.

I nudged Jim and whispered "No wonder they both looked up, those are their ladies." Jim laughed.

"Ah how pretty, bananas out the nose," I muttered randomly. Aisha laughed hysterically and Edward did cartwheels. I looked at my watch randomly and sighed.

"Guys I'm not interrupting on purpose but I gotta go now see ya" I walked to the center of the room and apparated back home. After I returned to my bedroom, I was so exhausted that I barely changed back into my pajamas before falling asleep.

The next day, I hung out with Sam and Jake like old times. Jake was telling stories of things I missed while in Washington.

"So, one day," Jake started dramatically. "Sam decided he was gonna make up a parody to Chop Sueyand sing it while walking around. You do know the song right?"

"Yeah I know it." I said while picking at a stick.

"Okay, so I had just gotten to the part where it goes 'when angels deserve to die' and I was singing 'when mustard deserves to die' instead when my foot hit a patch of ice and I fell and landed right on my ass." Sam said after punching Jake's shoulder.

"That caused him to make an interesting alteration to the song… he sang 'when mustard deserves to… OH SHIT!' instead ."

I laughed. "You guys are good at describing things, I feel like I was there."

"We wish you had been."

"Jim found this in the government listings page" Spike sounded impressed that Jim had hacked into the site. "A 100,000 reward in any currency, this guy is wanted dead or alive."

"Wow, did Ed help him at all?" I asked suspiciously.

"Not that I know of…" Spike bent to whisper the rest. "I personally think that he has a crush on her…strange as it may seem."

"Jim and…EDWARD!" Now I was laughing so hard my face turned red. Melfina and Faye walked out of the kitchen.

"Lunch is ready for those who want to eat now." Faye sounded tired. Spike grinned at her. "Faye, you have flour on your nose." Spike sounded bored.

"I do? Where?"

"Right...no...hold still a minute… there got it." Everybody laughed. Spike had just been working on the Swordfish and he had grease all over his hands, face and the rest of him too.

"Faye, you have grease all over your nose." I was still laughing. She however looked mortified. "Ok, Spike, you've had your fun, go get cleaned up" Julia looked very stern as she said it.

"Oh all right, might as well." He gave Faye an apologetic smile as he passed.

About a week later I arrived early in the morning, while Spike was still working on his morning workout. Beads of sweat ran down his face as he tried out different disarming techniques. He finished and looked up.

"Oh hi, Samantha, you're up early."

"Yeah", I said. "Pretty unusual for me , huh. So what're you up to?" Spike wiped his face and offered me a cup of coffee.

"Nothing much, oh you'll be pleased to know that I'm finally gonna get a car, I phoned Lawrence about an hour ago and he said he had a blue 1974 Cobra/Mustang on layaway. He also said it needed a lot of work, but otherwise it's a good car."

I sipped my coffee and said "Well, I'll probably be at the pool later, wanna bring it by and show me-if it runs?"

Spike grinned. "Lawrence said it ran fine, but it needed a paint touch up, a couple of new fan belts plus he said he could get me a new engine for it. One that doesn't guzzle gas like no tomorrow."

"So how much is this old relic?"

"50,000 Wong, but that's including the new engine. Jeez, and I thought working on the Swordfish was a pain in the ass." I finished my coffee and smiled.

"So, how are things going with you and Julia-if you don't mind my asking?" Spike smiled. "Well, the relationship is fine, thank god, but I'm still kinda pissed off at her for not telling me she was still alive." I grinned and we both sat in silence remembering…

"So, you want a job?" I looked over the woman in front of me. She was tall, and mildly athletic. Her hair was hidden under a scarf, but I guessed by her complexion that she had blond hair. She smiled and said "Yes, I know that you probably don't need another person, but I wanted to get into the bounty hunting business and I heard that if I needed any help, you people were the ones I should come to."

I sighed. "Ok, what experience do you have with weapons and do you even have any of the required licenses?" She looked at her feet.

"I was once part of a syndicate, our boss forced us to learn to handle weapons and handle them well. As far as licenses go, I have a driver's license, a weapons license but no bounty hunters license."

I smiled. "Well, you have to get a license first off, second, we all have to approve of you, but I don't think you'll have any problems fitting in." She followed me inside and I told everyone about her.

"All we need now is a name to call you" Jim said.

Again she looked down. "Call me…Julie. It's my favorite name."

"What about your real name?" Spike asked.

"That doesn't matter anymore, I'm trying to forget the past and move forward. My real name reminds me too much of my past." Spike opened his eyes and looked her over.

"If you think that's bad, just try being me. I have to live with the past and what it's done to me. I, like you belonged to a syndicate at one time, along with the woman I loved. But thanks to the people I once called friends… she is now dead." He closed his eyes again. Julie looked uncomfortable.

I tried to liven things up. "Um, at least you both have things in common- both of you are trying to forget the past and both of you once belonged to a syndicate. Hmm, I smell a possible friendship."

Jim laughed. "The only thing you smell is a freshly caught fish being cleaned." Everybody laughed. I scowled and looked away.

"That's ok, Samantha", Spike smiled over at me. "At least you tried, but Jim finished it."

"Well goodie for him. Um Julie, do you even have a place to live?"

Julie looked embarrassed. "I, um, no."

Spike sat up. "We have a couple of extra rooms in this place, you could live here, but out of every bounty you catch, you have to donate a small part to help pay rent-it's only fair." Julie bowed respectfully.

"Thank you so much, I really appreciate it."

"It's no problem, besides, you shouldn't be out on the streets, not with all the psychos out there looking for a good time."

Julie pulled out a .45 and smiled. "I can defend myself, wow I actually have the safety on this thing for a change." We all laughed. I volunteered my services to help her bring her things over, but she declined.

"All the things I have left are in this sack…I had to sell everything to get a place to stay."

Hilda walked forward. "Tomorrow you and me go shopping and no excuses, I have too much money laying around anyway. And you probably need some clothes." Julie bowed again. I took her to her room. She unpacked a black sweater, some jeans and a long black leather jacket. She looked proud of it.

"I've had this since I left Mars, an old friend helped me pick it out. We had just pulled off a huge deal and I had a lot of money so he and I went to the mall. (she smiled) He saw it and said he thought it would look good on me. I tried it on and he said 'Ok that settles it, you get that and I'll get this.' He was great at picking out anything suede or leather, and he got something that looked perfect on him. I think it was tan or brown suede with fleece lining yeah, come to think of it, it was an old bomber jacket. Anyway, unlike our boss, he wasn't into the long black trenchcoat stuff. He didn't want to look like a murderer."

I looked at the jacket and smiled. "He must've had good taste, this is beautiful."

After about a week, summer had kicked into full swing. Everybody was wearing light shirts and shorts (except for the guys, of course) most of the women were even going bra less. You could tell that Spike and Julie had gotten quite close. Just the way he looked at her (I wish he'd look at me like that ). Spike had found out that Julie was once a part of the Red Dragon crime Mafia. (Great, I'd said. You guys have stuff in common. They had then both called me a smart ass) Since it turned out that they both knew Vicious, they had a lot to discuss about him, not to mention the voodoo doll Julie said she kept (that was mostly charred and had about a hundred pins stuck in it) and the picture Spike had of him, Julia and Vicious. Spike said he'd cut Vicious' part off and burned it. Julie still insisted that she keep her hair up, but every once in a while, a lock of gold blond hair would sneak out from under the head scarf. One day about 2 months after Julie came to stay with us Lennon was still trying to get Spike in bed with her.

But this time, Julie came to his rescue. "Look if he doesn't want to sleep with a slut then leave him alone."

Lennon glared at Julie. "Now see here, most guys would kill for the chance to have sex with me."

Spike looked revolted. "I'm not most guys, dumb shit." Then Spike walked out of the room with Julie.

"Thanks for the rescue" Spike muttered. "Hey, would you give me a hand with something?" "What?" Spike started handing her stuff.

"Here, hold this, and these and this and those. Careful with the wrench, it cost 200 Wong. Expensive little thing isn't it?" Julie nodded and followed Spike out to the work shop.

"I know it really isn't any of my business, but what is all this stuff for?" Julie asked. Spike glanced over at her.

"Well if you'll be patient and follow me I'll show you." He unlocked the door to the shop and they walked inside.

"Oh my god, is that a Swordfish 2? I haven't seen one in years." Julie breathed. Spike walked over to take the stuff.

"Since I'm probably never going to catch you with your hands full, I think I'll take advantage of you." Julie looked at him.

"What do you mean…" she trailed off as he kissed her. To herself she thought. Has he kissed so many women since me that it's no longer a good thing? Here I am over reacting because it's been so long and for him, it's no big deal. He pulled away.

"Have we met before?"

"What makes you say that?"

"It's just…I feel like I've kissed you before." She glanced at him.

"Um, I'm certain I've never seen you before."

"Really?" he looked at her suspiciously. She looked at him.

"You don't believe me?" she noticed he was slowly moving towards her.

"Oh I believe you (moved closer), its just I feel strongly about you, like I did that woman I told you about." He was right in front of her now. "What I need is to somehow channel those feelings to you." He slipped his arms around her and held her to him. They walked over under one of the wings on the Swordfish and she turned to face him. He kissed her and slipped his hands under her shirt. She gasped and continued kissing him. Within a few minutes, they were on the large blanket he had stored under the wing still kissing. Spike slipped her shirt off and drew in a deep breath. He stopped kissing her long enough to whisper: "Should we take this inside?" She grinned.

"I don't think that would be a good idea, we could get caught. What's wrong with out here?" he kissed her neck and muttered

"Not enough room, silly." She smiled and bent her body up against his. He could feel himself responding. "There's no turning back now. Do you want this?" For an answer, she started kissing him again.