Jet, Camilla and Faye were frozen in a state of shock. All for different reasons. There was something strange in the air now that Spike had left. A thick tension that each person was frightened to break.

Faye grabbed her coat and ran out of the Bebop, determined to not let the love her of life go so easily.

As they listened to the door close and Faye start up her ship, Camilla stood, wiping her hands onto her apron. "You kissed Faye." She said, breaking the silence finally.

Jet swallowed the huge lump in his throat, letting his hand from his face slide like hot butter onto the floor.

Camilla whipped around to look at him. As she looked at the pitiful look on her husband's face, her vision became more and more blurred behind a veil of tears. She weakly shrugged, slapping her arms on her sides.

"H – How could you do that?" Her voice began to crack as her tears began to fall down her face like a waterfall.

Jet slowly shook his head, biting his lip. "I have no excuse. I'm sorry."

Camilla sighed, looking down at her feet. She nodded, feeling completely defeated by the situation at hand. How could he kiss her best friend? How could he act as if he didn't care what happened between them? Feeling beat, she walked to her room, silently closing it behind her.

As soon as he heard Camilla's door close, Jet collapsed in tears.

Faye hugged herself, trying to find warmth, as a strong gust of wind blew past. She wondered the empty streets of the city, hoping and praying to find her beloved Spike willing to hear her out.

'He has to forgive me' She thought. 'He's my everything. He can't leave m –'

BAM

Faye was immediately yanked from her thoughts as she bumped into a huge burly bearded man. He looked about 7 feet tall and was wearing a very dirty white sleeveless shirt with dark baggy pants.

"Hmmm…baby, where have you been all my life?" He asked, looking her up and down and licking his dry lips.

Faye began to tremble in terror. "I'm – I'm sorry. I've gotta go." Faye mumbled as she tried to walk passed the disgusting man before her.

"Wait – Wait…Stay a little longer…" He said, grabbing her arm violently and swinging her into a nearby alley. "Let's get to know each other a bit better."

"No! I've gotta go!" Faye yelled at the top of her lungs, getting angry. She kneed him in his balls as hard as she could, running as he crumbled in pain.

"UGH! You BITCH!" The burly man grabbed Faye by her hair, wrapped in huge arm around her mouth and taking his other arm to keep her hands secure behind her back.

Faye screamed as loud as she could, though her cries for help were downgraded to simple mumbles due to her predator's enormous hand that covered her small mouth.

"I'm going to have my way with you and you WILL LET ME!"

Faye's eyes widened as she heard the man's pants drop to the ground.

"You should really learn how to treat a lady."

The man immediately looked around, paranoid. Faye knew that voice. Quite well actually. Sultry. Soothing. Sexy. Spike.

The burly man brushed it off and focused his attention back to Faye.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Won't ever learn, will you?"

The man quickly looked to his right. Then to his left. Before he could get a view of the tall, lanky man next to him, he was thrust against the wall of the alley due to a powerful kick to the stomach.

The man brushed himself off and grabbed Faye. "Leave, you punk ass, before you regret it."

"Spike!" Faye screamed, hoping to God that the man that she loved the most would rescue her from this nightmare.

For a moment, all the pain, hurt and love that Faye felt for Spike displayed on her flawless face.

"Let the lady go." Spike said, calmly.

"Go home, jackass. This is my girlfriend. This has nothing to do with you."

With that, Spike slowly pulled out his Jericho 941.

"Let. Her. Go." He said, even more calm, trying his hardest to keep his cool.

The man swallowed hard, and began to sweat profusely as he stared at Spike's cocked gun.

All of a sudden, he dropped Faye and ran as far as he could from the area. "DON'T KILL ME!" He yelled as he left the alley. "I'VE GOT A FAMILY AT HOME! ALL I WANTED WAS A PIECE OF ASS!"

As soon as the big burly guy was away, Spike pushed his gun back into his pants.

It began to rain as Faye lay on the cold, cement ground. Frightened to look at her former lover. "Th – Thank you." She muttered, not looking up from the ground.

"Yeah." Spike mumbled, giving his lover a soft stare. "Didn't want you to get hurt."

Faye slowly looked up at Spike. Her face blotchy and soaked with tears. "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. I don't wanna lose you. You're all that I've got." With that, Faye collapsed, again, onto the ground in tears.

Spike knelt down by Faye's body, gently cupping his hand around her chin. As his eyes met with hers, he couldn't believe the level of vulnerability in her jade orbs. "Let's just go back home."

Faye weakly nodded, tears still in her eyes as Spike grabbed her hands to help her up. Holding each other as tight as they could, they headed back home, hoping that something worse hadn't happened to Jet and Camilla.