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"For god's sake, Samantha. Do you ever have fun?" I looked up from my work.
"You're one to talk, Ryan. You who never gets out and has a good time. Damn this heat is making me go crazy." I threw down my books and said "I'm going swimming, wanna come?" Ryan looked at me like I was an alien. "Why the hell should I?" I stared at him.
"Hey I was just being nice, I won't make that mistake again. Faye, wanna come swimming?" Faye grinned. "I thought you'd never ask."
Julie moaned softly as she rolled over. The sun was just setting and even in this remote spot, you could hear the argument from inside the house. She could feel a gentle hand stroke her back. "You seemed pretty tired, (an evil grin appeared on Spike's face) most of the time, only virgins act this way." Julie smiled.
"I'm not a virgin it's just been so long since I've had sex. 6 years to be exact." He kissed her cheek before making a reply.
"6 years? That's a very long time. Too long I think. Yet who am I to talk? It's been 6 years for me too." Julie looked at him. Then, she looked down.
"Good grief, I'm naked. And I'm still too warm." Then she looked over at him, eyes darkening as they traveled over his body. "Hmm, you have a very nice body." she said. Spike glanced at her and looked down her body.
"You know something, you have a very familiar body. Are you sure you haven't been with me before? I know that I've touched you before. I know that I've made love with you before." She stroked his back and then moved her hands to his chest.
"I don't think I've been with you before, I'd have remembered something like this. This is wonderful. Absolutely wonderful."
Me and Ryan were still arguing when Hilda came back from her motocross race. She interrupted long enough to ask where Spike was then left. I looked at Ryan.
"What does she want Spike for I wonder…" Ryan grinned.
"Maybe something on her bike broke. He is a master at working on bikes and planetary travelers. Just look at what he does to fix that damn Swordfish of his." I grinned.
"Is this an official peace treaty? I mean between us…" I asked.
He laughed. "You wish. But yeah, I'm tired of arguing." To himself he thought, If she only knew…
A knock on the workshop door went unheard by the people inside. But after about 5 more knocks, Spike finally heard it.
"Oh shit, people are looking for us." Julie sat up.
"Spike don't answer it. Maybe they don't know we're out here." Hilda stood outside tapping her foot.
"Come on, I know you're in there. I just need you to take a look at my bike, I think there's something wrong with the brakes." Spike looked at Julie.
"Really, they really don't know we're in here, huh? Boy (pulled on pants) that's interesting. Cover yourself up, woman or be prepared to spend a month in here." Julie glared at him.
"Well we can always continue this later." She stood up and grinned at Spike. Then she pulled her shirt and shorts back on and perched herself on the wing of the Swordfish. Spike shook his head and opened the door.
"'Bout time, what're you up to in there? Taking the Swordfish apart piece by piece by piece?" "Alright so I was busy all day, so sue me. Where's the bike and did you win anything?" Hilda shook her head.
"All I won is a huge scrape on my leg and a beat up bike. I skidded on one of the turns and fell. Needless to say, I was disqualified. Well here she is (wheels bike into shop). Pretty bad, huh?" Spike looked over the bike.
"Oh boy, this is gonna take some work. Hey, Julie make yourself useful and help me take this stuff off , just hold this…" Hilda grinned.
"I didn't know she was your assistant, when did that happen?"
Spike grinned. "She was just sitting there so I thought I'd put her to work. Got a problem with that?" Hilda grinned.
"Nope, just wondering."
A week later we (me and Jim) finally found a suitable bounty to catch. I was the one to tell Spike and the others.
"Well, we finally got a decent size bounty to catch. He is Asimov Zalaricane of the Red Dragon Clan, he is wanted for 15 counts of voluntary manslaughter, grand theft, kidnapping and rape. 2.3 million Wong."
Spike looked up. "Asimov? That kid? The last time I saw him, he was too scared to do anything." Julie was looking horrified.
"Poor Asimov", She whispered. Spike looked over at her.
"You knew him too? Wow, you knew everybody didn't you?"
"Yeah, basically."
"Okay, let's go catch him and take it easy on him."
An hour later, we arrived at theabandoned warehousewhere he was. When we got there, he looked up instantly. But he was too busy staring at Spike to notice us surrounding him.
"Spike, it's been a very long time, but I thought you were with Julia, where is she?" Spike looked away.
"She is dead, Asimov. You can thank Vicious for that. And I'm a bounty hunter now, you might want to just give up, you are surrounded." Asimov glared.
"Go to hell, betrayer. You not only betrayed Vicious, but now me too. I thought we were friends, I was wrong." Asimov pulled out a gun and shot just as Spike did. Spike clutched his arm and Asimov went down. Julie walked out from where she was, but she was barely recognizable. Beautiful long blond hair fell nearly to her waist and tears streamed from her eyes. Although she was sad, she still looked beautiful. Asimov gasped.
"So I'm dead already, I have to be or you wouldn't be here, Julia. So how are you doing, do you miss Spike? He looks good enough." By now Spike was staring open-mouthed at Julie-sorry-Julia. "Did you know he is a bounty hunter now? He was the one who killed me you know." Julia clenched her fists.
"Stop it Asimov, how could you confuse me with someone I have never heard of?"
"You have her hair, her eyes, and her body. Don't lie to me Julia." She was breathing very hard and fast now. Her hands went to her hair and she turned sheet white.
"Oh no. How could I have lost it…" Asimov suddenly started coughing and died suddenly. I walked over to Spike and looked at his arm.
"We'd better get you home so you can get that looked at."
"That can wait." He looked at me. "If this is who I think it is, it can definitely wait." He walked over to Julia. "Are you…are you Julia? Please be honest." She looked at him, making the mistake of looking directly into his eyes. She took a deep breath.
"Yes, I am Julia." She was still crying.
"How could you lie to me?" Spike asked. She looked down.
"I am so sorry, but I had to, I couldn't just go and reveal who I was right away. You wouldn't have believed me anyway, would you?" Spike gave her a wan smile.
"No, I wouldn't have believed you. Its good that you still know how I think." She looked at him again. He walked closer to her and wrapped his good arm around her, holding her tightly. "You don't even know how much I've missed you." She looked at him.
"I think I can guess." with that, she kissed him. I stared at both of them. (turning green with envy of course: -D) we went home and Rose checked out Spike's arm and healed it. He went upstairs and leaned up against his doorway, waiting for the woman he loved, the one he'd thought he lost forever. After a few minutes, she came upstairs and would've walked right past him if he hadn't touched her arm lightly. She jumped lightly and turned to face him.
"Why don't you sleep with me?" he asked. "I think my bed is a little more comfortable anyway." She grinned.
"Oh hell why not?"
end flashback
"Yeah that was interesting, how she lied to me." Spike sighed. "But I think that I can forgive her, as long as she is alive and safe." He walked over to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee. Julia walked downstairs and smiled at both of us.
"Good morning, Samantha, Spike." She walked into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. "Isn't it a little early for you to be up and around?" Julia seemed to be waking up a bit more.
"Well, I couldn't go back to sleep, so I thought I'd drop by." She grinned as she finished her coffee. Everybody was starting to come downstairs by now, so I decided to leave and save everybody a little embarrassment.
About a week later, we were out catching a bounty and we were running into some trouble. I was sent out front to fight, but I ,unfortunately, was up against a martial arts expert and losing miserably. Spike walked out and stopped the fight briefly. Then he walked over to me and said "I thought you were a black belt? Are you telling me they didn't even teach you how to disarm opponents?" I wiped sweat off my face and glared at him.
"Well I wasn't exactly taught by an expert like you, they only taught me the basics."
"Oh I see, let me finish this." With that, he was in the fight. The other man seemed overwhelmed when he couldn't even land a good hit. Eventually, Spike beat the crap out of our bounty, and we turned him in. Afterwards, we went to Clyde's bar to get something to eat and drink.
"You know", Spike said. "I wouldn't mind teaching you how to fight better. You are already very skilled, or you couldn't have held out as long as you did." I looked up from my sushi and grinned.
"Well, that would be interesting, considering I'm a fast learner. I just hope you don't regret your offer." He smiled.
"I won't, count on it."
As it was summer, I was basically living at the pool. Sam and Jake would join me and often times me and Sam would be there until almost 10 at night. One night, he came back to my house with me and we hung out on the front porch. Our porch light was burned out so I brought out a couple candles and a box of wooden matches. Sam ended up lighting a small pile of matches on fire and pouring wax on it to make a small bonfire. I could see him grinning in the firelight.
"I think we should do this more often, just get together and burn stuff."
From that, an idea was born to hold "candle burnings". We'd get together in my backyard where there was a huge concrete slab and just burn stuff. I'd bring out a pitcher of water and squirt bottle full of water. One time, I was trying to put out a small fire that was getting out of hand with the squirt bottle and flames shot up so high that they almost burned me. Sam and Jake were basically rolling around laughing their asses off.
A month later, we were up against a gang even we couldn't defeat. They were swordsmen so of course, we sent Suzuka out front. She tried a Tao spell; they blocked it. After she was beaten, a hooded figure wielding a katana sword stepped up front. Whoever this was, he was a hell of a lot better than we were. In five moves, he beat almost all of the men. They started shouting and cleared out. Our rescuer started laughing as he slipped his sword back in its sheath. As he walked past me I complimented him on his skill.
"Wow, you are really good, where did you learn to fight like that?" I couldn't see his face, but I was sure he grinned at me.
"Oh, I taught myself. Before I was humiliated out of my old gang, I used my skills a lot. Spike would know that better than anyone." Spike looked at the man.
"First Julia, and now you. I suppose you still want to settle the fight, to where you win." The man took off his hood and smiled.
"If I still wanted to kill you, I would've already and I wouldn't have helped you." I ignored them and went to make sure everyone else was okay. Julia was shaking her head.
"Not again, it was the same last time. He started off nice, but turned out to be power hungry." I glanced at her.
"How exactly?"
"He just craves power. Never has been able to get over that. That's how I fell in love with Spike, I hated how Vicious was."
"So that's who our charming rescuer is?"
Julia looked at me for a minute. "Unfortunately, yes."
"Oh, I see. So that guy is still rolling around-wonderful." Julia laughed.
"Who knows, maybe he changed."
"Well, they aren't fighting, so I think it's safe to go over there-I hope…"
"Jim, what the hell do you mean; I thought the Red Dragon Clan broke up after we arrested everybody?" Jim looked at me.
"Well Samantha, they were held on bail, and somebody paid it. Plus we got a video-mail from this really creepy guy. He was heavily cloaked and used a voice disguise device, this is so goddamn frustrating even Ed cant figure it out. Well the guy told us to go to the old hang-out for the clan BUT WE DON'T KNOW WHERE THE HELL IT IS! Damn." Jim hung his head and sighed loudly.
"It's on Mars." Jim's head shot up. Spike sat up.
"What do you mean it's on Mars?" Jim said
Spike gave a rather evil smile.
"I would know where it is about 3 years ago I was the one who partially destroyed it."
"Okay, it's settled, but Spike if you think for one minute you're going alone you are nuts." "Samantha, I have to settle this myself. It's my past, I have to deal with it."
"Spike, Samantha has a good point, and besides it's my past too." Julia smiled.
"Fine, we all go together," he sighed. "But I'm warning you all, don't help me beat the traitor, whoever it is, got it?" Yeah, I thought. We get it.
4 and a half hours later, we arrived at the old place. The building was clearly still in bad shape, the entire top floor was still missing (remember when either Spike or Vicious blew it up as a distraction?) and most of the windows were blown out. Spike checked his gun to make sure it was loaded.
"This hasn't changed since the last time I was here, and that was a while ago… look out!" a barrage of gun fire peppered the ground where we previously stood.
"Okay, here is how its gonna be, I go in and head directly to the top floor, or what's left of it anyway. Julia, Samantha and Hilda go to the left, Jim, Gene and Aisha go to the right. The rest of you scatter through the building. Got it?"
Julia smiled.
"Just be careful, if you get killed… I'll bitch you out when I see you next."