A/N: After waiting forever for it, I, fantaisieponz, present to you, the long awaited epilogue to 'Ill at Ease'. Enjoy!!
About 8 months passed by and everything in the Bebop was going great. The tape was gone. Gabriella was 8 months old and beginning to walk (!!), Jet and Camilla were being great parents and Faye and Spike were being wonderful god parents. Jet and Camilla had made a small portion of their room dedicated to Gabriella so that she wouldn't have to sleep away from them. Spike had formed a loving bond with Gabriella having her call him 'Pi' since she couldn't exactly say 'Spike' yet. Everything on the Bebop was bliss – until one morning…
Faye ran from her and Spike's bedroom and into the bathroom, throwing up her guts. She'd been sick for some time with the stomach flu so this wasn't really anything new. Suddenly it occurred to her that her monthly visitor hadn't 'visited' for a few months now. Worried, she locked the bathroom door and fumbled with a lonely pregnancy test that she and Camilla kept in the back of one of the bathroom drawers for 'EMERGENCIES ONLY'. She relieved herself. Then waited. And waited.
She looked down at the test. Finally, an answer.
Spike, nonchalantly, walked to the bathroom, knocking on the door, then opening it with a coin he found on the floor. As he opened the door, he saw Faye, sitting on the toilet seat with a stick in her hand.
"What's wrong?" He asked, a worried look all over his face.
"I – I'm pregnant."
A/N: Lol. It was inevitable, right? Well, I just wanna give a quick thank you to everyone who supported me and read 'Ill at Ease' even through the months that I didn't write. This is definately, out of all the stories I've written, my favorite. And I'm so happy that so many people felt the same way about it. Thank you all so much.