Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ A Moment In Time ❯ Take A Bow, Part II ( Chapter 3 )

I am back, and ticked off! Lets just say this site really p.o'd me. I don't even know if you can read this chapter rite now because whelp, for some reason Chapter 2 hadn't shown up at all. So before I bash my computer screen in with a bat im going to try posting this. If it doesn't work, well somebody's getting there ass beat down! (( eek the violence!! I hate it I swear I do, their idle threats!!)) Im just a short tempered little girl- err, tall girl!

Disclaimers: I don't own anything 'cept a nice shiny bat that im going to have a lot of fun swinging around!

Chapter 3:

Take A Bow, Part II

"That was real nice, Spike." Jet said breaking the lingering silence in the air.

"What are you talking about, you know I hate cats, Jet." Spike kicked up his feet onto the coffee table after finishing his food. Or in his case I guess you could say it was his 'Last Supper'. Folding long arms behind his head he turned and faced Jet. Both refocused their gazes out the window and onto the red planet below them.

"Is it the woman?"

"She's dead. There's nothing I can do for her now."

"Well, it was good while it lasted Spike-o."

"..Yea real good." Receiving a slap on the back by Jet's real arm Spike got up from his position on the chair and with the nod of his head he headed towards his room.

Spikes P.O.V

Sparing a nod and one last glance towards Jet I headed towards my room. When I don't come back I wonder what will happen to it. Maybe Ed will move in instead of sleeping on the cold metal floor all the time.

Knowing it was my last night on the Bebop sort of saddened me, in an odd way. Sure my life really hasn't had any high points to speak of but at least these past three years had to be the least dramatic. It really didn't matter anymore so I don't know why im scrutinizing myself anymore. By this time tomorrow I'll be gone and I'll be with Julia again.

Opening the door to my darkened room, the outside light leaked in and illuminated streaks across the walls. Glancing around for the last time I strode to my closet and tugged out my tattered trench coat. This baby brings back a lot of memories, with Vicious mostly.

It was hard to believe now that they had both at one time been best friends. Inseparable in fact. Some people even thought they were brothers. We went on almost every mission together. It didn't matter who we killed, we were making our way up the ranks, and fast. Our timing and fighting was beautiful but deadly. We moved like water and had the impact of a waterfall.

I've always been in love with you

I guess you've always known it's true

You took my love for granted, why? Oh why?

The show is over, say goodbye

Women always were believed to be bad luck. Let one in the pack and you'll eat each other alive. We were to young and naive, blinded by the beauty that was Julia and too ignorant too care about the consequences. One night Vicious just came prancing in with a blonde bombshell and it all went downhill from there.

I knew what I was doing was wrong, she was my best friend's girlfriend. I couldn't resist though. At the time I really thought we weren't going to get caught, and the adrenaline rush of always trying to keep the secret veiled was stimulating. A holy light in the raging flames and darkness that was the hell I was living.

I guess you could blame me for being the trigger to the reaction that Vicious had. He went utterly mad. Now he was trying to take over the syndicate, but was he really that good? It doesn't matter anymore because when he was done they were all going to be rotting in hell anyway.

Snapping out of my little reverie I slipped on the coat I sat on the edge of my bed. Opening up the top drawer of my nightstand I loaded my gun, grabbed extra clips, grenades, and as much heat as I could carry. I was going to need everything if I wanted to really fuck those bastards up. Patting my pocket to make sure everything was nice and secure, I was out the doorway and down the hall nice and ready to commit my little act of bittersweet revenge.

End of Spikes P.O.V

Spike had made it all the way to the hanger without any interruptions until he walked through the door. The feel of the ice cold metal of a gun against his head didn't even faze him anymore he had been around them so long. Shrugging off and ignoring Faye he continued on down the hangar toward the Swordfish II. Faye wasn't going to stop him. He didn't even know why they let crazed woman carry guns in the first place.

Make them laugh, it comes so easy

When you get to the part

Where your breaking my heart

Hide behind your smile, all the world loves a clown

"Where are you going? Why are you going?" Stopping in his tracks Spike stayed still but didn't turn around to face her but just listened. It was the least he could do for her. Sure they had never really gotten along but they were comrades, in their own sick, twisted way. He didn't know why she was bothering to stall him, all she was doing was making it harder on herself, "You told me once that the past didn't matter, but you're the one still tied to the past Spike!"

Okay, so he lied. He only said that as some solace because he hated seeing women upset. She had just arrested her so called ex-boyfriend who conned her into believing he was dead and sticking her in a shit-load of debts she still had not paid off. That was like stealing from a baby, messed up and just plain wrong.

Taking another step towards what awaited him Spike continued on only to be stopped once again by the voice of Faye.

"My memory came back"

So she really wasn't lying. That time she was talking to the dog everything she said was true. Was that why she actually apologized to him when she got out of the shower? She had blushed and acted bashful. The Faye he knew didn't do either. To him she was just some knock out gorgeous woman, tomboy actually, that liked to gamble and dress up. Cheat, steal, and lie was what Faye did. Not apologize for walking into somebody.

"Nothing good came out of it though. There was no place for me to return too. This was the only place I could come back too! A-And now you're leaving, just like that?"

Ed had found the location of her old house out in Singapore. Turns out her dad was some rich politician or another and she was well off when it came to money. Running up the hill through the trees leading to her house she had felt so free. She felt as if she had finally found somewhere to belong.

Just like everything else though, she was wrong. The house was in ruins and all that remained was a dry and cracked fountain. Nothing, nobody. They were all gone.

Leaning against the wall for support she could feel the tears threatening to spill over. Sliding down the wall she brought her knees to her chin and wrapped her arms around them, mindful of her Glock still in-hand.

Staring at Spikes back through glassy eyes she watched as he turned on her heel and stood there watching her like she was some sort of child devoid of attention. Suddenly, he walked over to her, bent down and grabbed her by her shoulders. Lifting her up off of the ground he moved his face so close to her she could feel his moist breath on her face.

"Look at my eyes Faye. One of them is fake because I lost it in an accident," Slightly shaking her he took his finger and pointed to his discolored eye,"Since then I have been seeing the past in one eye, and the present in another."

I've always been in love with you

Guess you've always known

You took my love for granted, why oh why

The show is over, say goodbye

Faye was confused and scared. Was he telling the truth? Is that even possible? Or was he suddenly showing signs of how mad and crazy he really was, maybe even delusional. After all he was a dangerous gangster. She knew what he was capable of.

"Don't tell me stuff like that! You never told me anything about you before. Don't start now!" Nearly in hysterics, tears started rolling down her cheeks. Why was he telling her that?

Un-fazed Spike continued on regardless of Faye's slight trembling.

"I thought I was watching a dream I would never wake up from. Before I knew it the dream was all over." Stopping his tyraid and letting go of Faye's arms roughly,he turned his back to her and took a step away. He began to take another and another.

"Are you telling me you're going to throw your life away like it was nothing?" Taking a deep breath she steadily raised her gun and poised it at Spike.

"I'm not going there to die. I'm going to see if im really alive." To Faye he was talking crazy. At times she even wondered if suicide was the answer, but now she couldn't believe Spike was actually pulling a stunt like this.

"I'll shoot you Spike! Are you so scared that you have to be a coward and die right when things get rough? Well you know what fuck you, Spike Spiegal, fuck you because we don't need you anyway!" Tears were coming down in torrents and her hand shook slightly with every sob.

"Didn't we already do that Faye?" Sending one last snide remark at Faye with that evil smirk playing upon his lips, he knew he had hit a nerve.

'He.. remembered?' Royally pist off she aimed her gun towards the hanger ceiling and let off five shots.

How was I to know you'd break

You'd break my heart

Say Goodbye

Whelp, thats it for now folks-Please Read!

But first, a word to my reviewers-

Bloody Love: I want to thank you for the great reviews! Oh yes, Julia is already 6 feet under from the first chapter, I hate the woman. Anywho, just incase I confused you and to answer your question I redid Chapter Two and added the following line- 'Along with my memories came that one. I don't know how on Earth I remembered it but I did, and it changed everything'

Nichi-Chan: Thank you for the review and thanks for helping me out before. Glad the song matched the plot line lol, I have a new fetish for oldies now and Billy Joel is just my favorite of 'em all!

Hugs and Kisses to all you beautiful reviewers!

Authors Note: O.K I know it was a short chapter. The first three chapters were just fillers and sort of necassary for the story to get the show on the road. So finally I can start writing the good stuff and have funner, better, and longer chapters! ( yes i know funner isn't a word!)

Oh yes, I still don't own Take A Bow By: Madonna.

So buckle up and um, stay safe!

-- BunnyBreath