A/N: I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in a few days. I went to Florida to attend my late uncle's funeral with the rest of my family. It's still hard to realize that he's gone but I'm coping. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter. My goal is to upload at least 3 tonight. Enjoy!

It had been a week after the incident at the hospital. Though Spike was trying his hardest to get in contact with Faye, Faye was turning him down, not responding to any of his ways of communication. Meanwhile, Eunice and Jet were still going strong, not having slept with each other, to much of Eunice's disapproval.

Eunice was out with Jet while Faye stayed at home, relaxing and getting ready for a show that she had to do in a few weeks. She was sitting on the couch, writing a song in her notebook and listening to Radiohead's The Bends.

DING DONG

Faye looked at the door and grabbed the remote for her CD player, pressing the pause button to make sure that it was the door.

DING DONG…DING DONG

Faye sighed, then stood, walking towards the door, trying to guess in her mind who in the world it could be.

Could it be any person from her staff? Veto. She told them all to leave her alone before the concert.

Could it be Eunice? Veto. A, she's out with Jet and when it comes to Jet, she's oblivious to everything else around her. And B, she's also part of her staff.

Could it be Jet? Veto. Don't even have to explain why it's not him.

Only person it could be was –

"Hey." The only man Faye fell deeply in love with. The only man that could make her heart sink at the sound of his voice. Spike Spiegel.

Upon seeing him, Faye closed the door in his face and turned around, returning to the couch. Midway there, the door bell rang once more. She turned back around and walked to the door, opening it again.

"Well, that's very rude." Spike gave her his gorgeous smile, his cigarette cocked to the side of his mouth. "But no, I have to speak to you."

Faye shook her head and turned around, walking to the couch again. "I don't wanna speak to you anymore. I'm done."

"Look, Faye," Spike closed the door behind him and followed Faye into her apartment. "Since I left the hospital, you've been the only thing on my mind."

Faye turned around and looked up at Spike. She looked into his burgundy eyes. Those damn eyes. That damn smile. That damn voice. It always seemed to grab her. Spike clapped his hands on top of Faye's shoulders.

"I haven't been able to think about anything else. And I know that I need to get over Julia. But I know I have this time. I wanna be with you. I promise you that. I need you. I need you to get me back to the man I was."

Faye looked down as if Spike's eyes were the sun and she couldn't continue looking directly them.

"I wanna be with you, too." Faye mumbled, looking down at her tweety bird house shoes. "It's just that, I feel as if I'm constantly in competition with a dead woman." Faye flopped onto the couch.

"I don't want you to feel that way though." Spike sat down next to her, clapping his hands on his knees.

"But you make me." Faye looked over at her ex-lover. "I feel as if…nothing I do can compare to her."

"Okay," Spike looked down at his dress shoes, then back up at Faye. "I need you to give me a chance to show you that you have nobody to compete with."

Faye nodded, really wanting to believe him. Trying her hardest to believe him.

"Are you….umm…getting an –"

"Yes. But I have to wait four more weeks."

Faye looked at down at the coffee table at her massive CD player as if she were ashamed to even mention her upcoming abortion.

"Hey, come with me."

Faye looked up at her counterpart. "Go with you where?"

"I wanna show you somethin'. Come with me."

Faye rolled her eyes. "Fine."

With that, Faye hopped into a pair of black high top converse, grabbed her keys and followed Spike. They grabbed a cab to an alluring community of condos. Faye immediately fell in love with the normal, homey environment of the neighborhood.

"Right here." Spike said to the driver, handing him the cash that he owed. He, then, grabbed Faye's hand, yanking her from her thoughts.

"Spike, why are we here?" Faye asked, not being able to take her eyes off of the gorgeous buildings.

"Follow me." Faye did as she was told as she followed the lanky actor upstairs and into one of the condos.

It was a masterpiece. The walls were all snow white. The living room and kitchen were nice, spacious and homey. The windows were almost as big as the walls. The view was unbelievable.

"Oh, Spike!" Faye covered her mouth, not believing anything she was seeing.

"It gets better." Faye followed Spike, once more, into the bedroom of the condo.

A California king-sized bed sat in the middle of the room, against the wall, with two shiny, wood nightstands on either side. A window wall to the left of the bed showed off the beautiful view. A flat screen television hung from the opposite wall of the bed.

"Spike! This is…wonderful!" She said, giving him a huge smile. He smiled back at her, cocking his head to the side.

"Well, I'm glad you feel that way. Because it's all ours."

Faye's entire face fell as she slowly looked back at Spike. "Wh---what???"

"This thing…." Spike spread his arms and looked around the room. "It's all ours."

The surprised entertainer shook her head wildly, looking down at her converse. "No... no… no… no… you can't be serious…"

Spike nodded, giving her a very serious look. "Oh, yeah. I am serious."

"OH MY GOD!!!" Faye jumped up and down with complete delight, hopping onto Spike's super slim waist.

"Yeah, but…" Spike wrapped his arms around Faye's shapely, slim waist and looked into her perfect, green irises. "You've gotta trust in me… that I'm over Julia and that you're the only one I want to be with."

Faye quickly nodded, giving him an excited smile. "Yes…yes I will." She jumped off of his waist as he stepped closer to her, making the tips of their noses touch.

"I love you…so much."

Faye's eyes flickered as she slowly smiled back. "I…I love you, too, Spike."

They both closed their eyes and gravitated closer to each other, resulting in their lips becoming in sync.

"This is such a nice restaurant." Eunice said, walking to her and Jet's table while looking up at the beautiful ceiling which was painted to simulate that of the Sistine Chapel.

"I thought it was perfect for us." Jet responded, as he pulled out Eunice's chair and pushed it in as she sat.

Eunice kept her gaze on her bodyguard boyfriend as he walked around the table and sat in his own seat.

"So what did you wanna talk about?" Eunice asked, raising her eyebrows in excitement, thinking that she had figured this entire dinner out. Two days ago, Jet asked Eunice out on a date. Eunice said yes, thinking that it was like any other one of their dates but Jet told her that he wanted to talk to her about something serious. Eunice's head blew up immediately, just knowing that he was going to ask her to marry him. She had already planned to say yes but had been working on the way she was going to respond since those two, long days ago.

"Oh, um…let's wait until after dinner." Jet smiled at his beautiful date.

Eunice's eyes flickered with confusion. He was supposed to ask her now! She leaned in closer to him over the table. "Honey…let's talk about it now so we'll have all night to…plan it."

Jet's eyebrows knitted together. Now HE was confused. "What exactly are you talking about?"

"Ah!" Eunice raised her eyebrows and pointed at Jet, smiling. "I know what you're doing, Mister! But it's not going to work! Just ask me so you're not nervous the entire night."

Jet was flabbergasted. He leaned back into his chair, confusion remaining on his face. "Eunice, what in the world are you talking about?"

Eunice's eyes flickered once more as the couple sat in silence. Now it came to her. What if Jet actually DID want to talk about something serious? What if it was wasn't about marriage? What if wasn't about them at all? "Um…what were you going to ask me?"

"All I was going to talk to you about was you coming to live with me."

Eunice's entire face went beet red. She'd never been so embarrassed in her life.

Jet giggled at his silly looking girlfriend. "What did you think I was going to ask you, baby?"

"I thought….you were going to ask me to marry you." Eunice said, slowly, looking like an innocent child.

Jet laughed louder. "Sweetheart, you've gotta slow down a bit."

Eunice nodded, smiling at Jet. She, then began to join him in laughter.

"So, what about Spike?" Eunice and Jet were enjoying their entrees while discussing their currently unknown living arrangements.

"He bought a huge condo downtown for him and Faye. He called me a few hours ago and told me that she said yes about moving in. So, I thought. Why not have my favorite girl move in?"

Eunice gave Jet at cheesy smile.

"Then I thought, my mother can be a pest at times. Then, you came to mind."

Eunice's smile fell to a sad frown. Seeing this, Jet burst into laughter and reached over the table to touch the smoothness of Eunice's cheek. "Ah, baby, I'm just messin' with you."

He continued to laugh as Eunice rolled her eyes, giving him an innocent smile.