"Hey Jet!" chimed Edward one evening (at least that's what the clock said), doing a handstand on the yellow couch's arm and then flipping onto its cushion. Jet was at the other end of the couch, reading a newspaper from Earth and had to sway a bit to the right to narrowly miss the young woman's foot from side-swiping him.
"What is it?" Jet wondered, now giving her his attention.
"I was wondering, what if Ed went to retrieve all of Faye-Faye's belongings from all the places that Faye-Faye used to live?" Edward suggested and then rolling back to the couch's arm and doing another handstand.
"Did she put you up to this?" questioned Jet, folding the newspaper up and setting it onto the table in the middle of the room.
"No," Edward replied, facing Jet, now standing. "Ed thought it would be a nice surprise for Faye-Faye to have all her things, that's all."
"Alright, but if you destroy your ship again, you're paying to have it repaired," told Jet.
"Yes sir," saluted Edward saluting like a soldier and walking out of the room.
Edward had her own ship now. Since she had been so helpful at helping the crew catch so many bounties when she returned, Jet decided that she should have her own ship. When she turned sixteen, the two of them went and purchased her one. Of all the ships in the place, Ed chose a black and navy blue ship similar to the one Spike had and named it the Einator. After crashing it on Earth a few months ago, Jet finally had it repaired (there was considerable damage, though luckily Edward only had a few scratches) he limited her use of it for a while.
Edward went to find "Faye-Faye" in order to find the places in which she had lived in the past, but also to see if she would come, though disguised, with her. Jet was not to know this of course because he would not allow this, but Faye needed to get some fresh air; she'd been cooped up in the ship for about a week now. Upon entering Faye's room, she found the young woman taking a nap with her daughter asleep at her side, a colorful book with large pictures of talking cats lay forgotten. Edward crept over to Faye and shook her lightly. Immediately, Faye's eyes shot open with a look of concern.
"Sorry," whispered Edward. "Didn't mean to startle you, but I was wondering…" she trailed off for a moment before continuing. "How would you like to go with Ed and collect all the stuff you left behind?"
The look on Faye's face gave off the impression of shock and excitement. Was she serious? Would Edward actually risk going out in public with someone at the top of everyone's bounty list? What did Spike and Jet think of the situation? It did not matter. She was able to hold her own for four years without anyone before, so why should now be any different.
"Let's go!" told Faye firmly, standing up, being careful to not move her daughter.
"What about Edea?" questioned Edward, looking at the sleeping child.
"We'll only be out for a short while right?" Ed nodded. "Edea will stay asleep until we come back, I'm sure," Faye retorted, a hint of hesitance in her voice, yet a small bout of reassurance in the back of her mind. She had Jet and Spike there too, if she needed someone, right? Faye thought the Bebop was a safe place for her child to be at the moment and silently promised she would be back very soon.
Ed threw on a red hoodie about two sizes too big. Borrowing a baggy, dark lavender jacket from Edward with a large hood to conceal her face, Faye grabbed her gun and the pair crept silently to Edward's ship. Spike did not seem to be around and Jet must've been in his room or somewhere on the other side of the ship.
Once the duo was on the ship, Edward told Faye about her ship and of the little "mishap" on Earth. Faye noticed a small, golden cushioned seat on the left side of the ship and guessed Ein accompanied her when she traveled. The dog did not look any older than the last time she saw him, although he looked a little heavier. The last time she saw Ein, he was sitting in the corner of the living area, as depressed as the crew members.
"Where's the first stop?!" chirped Edward, pointing her finger into the air, ready to go.
"Our first stop is a small spot on Earth," told Faye as she gave the coordinates for "Grandma's" house.
The duo landed in a snowy field surrounded by many thick winter-bare trees, hunched over with the weight of snow and ice on them. Ed opened a hidden compartment and took out a pistol similar to Jets and placed it inside the pocket of her oversized hoodie. Faye looked oddly at Ed because she had never seen her use a weapon. Noticing her stare, Edward just smiled and told her it was, "just in case." The smile was forced and Faye saw that, but did not question, knowing the uncertainties around them.
A few homes littered the area, widely spaced apart, all giving off the appearance of wood cabins. No one seemed to be around and the evening air chilled one to the bone. Neither dressed for the occasion, but did not seem to mind, for they were making quick stops. One cabin stuck out from the rest; it had no lights on, no shoveled path in front of it, and seemed to have been vacant for a while.
Faye replaced her hood to conceal her face and they made their way to the cabin. The door was thankfully open, so they made their way inside. Since it was evening, the dimming light still provided a little illumination so the home wasn't pitch black. Creeping quietly, Faye and Edward made sure no one was in the home. Once sure it was clear, the duo relaxed and looked around. It appeared the same way as Faye described it, only dustier. The room looked lived in; as if its owner was out for a while.
"Wonder why no one cleared out the house since she died?" Faye questioned, picking up a photo on the living room table, revealing grandma, two adults and five small children.
"So that is grandma?" questioned Edward, also looking at the small, framed photo. Faye nodded. "Are you going to take that?"
"No one else has taken it, so I'm going to," smiled Faye as she held the photo and continued to look around. Inside the kitchen, moldy bread sat on the counter, rotten fruit sat in a bowl on the kitchen table and a short stack of letters lay toppled over. There wasn't anything meaningful in that room, so the only room left was the bedroom.
Inside the bedroom, the top of the dresser was bare, except for a small layer of dust around a clean area in the shape of a square.
"They must've taken her jewelry," Faye told Edward. "She had a nice collection, too. Much of it was passed down to her for a few generations. Well, I guess we better get going," she suggested, taking one last look around the place. As they made their way out, Edward saw a door in the corner of the kitchen and opened it to reveal a small bathroom.
"How could anyone even fit- oh whets this?" Edward questioned, picking up a gold necklace with an aquamarine pendent on it. "This is nice!" she exclaimed, admiring the piece.
"She lost it one day and never found it." Ed handed her the necklace and she put it on, hiding it underneath the hoodie.
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After hitting a few more spots, Faye retrieved a pistol, a small sum of money, some of Edea and her clothes, a teddy bear of Edea's and a few photos, there was only one more place to visit before they went back to the ship. Many other possessions were stolen.
Faye became hesitant when Edward landed her ship in the junkyard near Blue Storm Nights on Mars. Memories of the fatal night flashed dangerously and shook her, for she started trembling slightly.
"Faye-Faye, what's wrong?" asked the worried hacker, feeling Faye tremble and noticing the color draining from her face. "We do not have to stop here if you don't feel up to it!" Ed suggested, never seeing this side of her "sister" before. It was alarming and they were not going to stick around if she was feeling that way.
The purple-haired woman took a deep breath before announcing, "I'm fine. We need to stop here because I left a bag of documents under one of the floorboards."
"What kind of papers?"
"Bounties I've caught, Edea's birth certificate, my wanted posters," Faye ticked off, trying to hide her fear. "Let's just get this over with; I want to go back to Edea." For the last time, Faye and Edward concealed their faces with their hoods and headed into the apartment building.
For the second time that day, the home they entered was empty, but this apartment had been cleared out. The landlord must've noticed the tenants were not living there anymore and cleared out the place and putting it up for rent. Luckily for Faye, she did not have any possessions worth keeping, out in the apartment.
When Faye retrieved the bag, she grabbed Edward's wrist and steered her to the entrance of the apartment, a strong atrocious feeling in her gut leading the way.
"I knew you'd return, Faye Valentine," chimed a silky voice around the corner of the building. The owner of the voice was not seen, but recognized as one of the men she faced, the night she was shot. Immediately, Faye took out her gun, but Edward was hesitant. When the man came out from behind the corner, he was revealed to be a tall man with jet black hair and piercing onyx eyes. He wore a long, black trench coat and boots. She did not have a clear memory of the other assailants, but remembered his appearance well.
"LET'S GO!" Faye yelled as she tightened her grip on Edward's wrist as the two of them ran for the ship, leaving the door wide open. Two shots hit the wall seconds from hitting Edward, bringing the angry side of Edward out, for she took out her gun now. They rounded the corner too quickly to notice a jagged, rusted piece of metal sticking out of the decrepit walls and Edward caught her arm on it, cutting the hoodie and her upper right arm. With a deep breath, Edward shakily put up her weapon and fired two shots at their assailant's feet. A curse was heard and Edward took it as a hit, but neither stopped to look. They made it to the ship and took off immediately.
"Ed killed him, Ed killed him!" the young woman moaned, sending her ship at top speed toward the sky.
"Let's just be glad there was only one of them in there," Faye sighed, covering her face in her hands. "You did not kill him, probably just shot him in the foot or something," Faye tried to reassure, opening her bag, not sure herself of the condition of the man. "Are you alright?"
"Ed'll be alright, it's just a scratch."
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The clock on the wall of the Bebop told them it was 1:03 A.M. Jet and Spike weren't around and there wasn't a word to tell if Edea was awake. All lights were off. Seeing as no one was up, Faye decided she would creep quietly to her room and deal with the situation, if there was any, in the morning. Edward decided to check her Tomato to see updates on bounties and all.
Faye opened the door to her room quietly and noticed a tall figure sitting on her bed, Edea curled up at his side.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!?"