Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ A Moment In Time ❯ Why Do You Look So Sad ( Chapter 11 )

It's been a while hasn't it? Sorry, I just didn't have the heart or the inspiration to start any sooner. Yup, so here's the rest.

Disclaimer: Don't own CB or Baby girl by: B2K

Chapter Eleven:

Why Do You Look So Sad

The blissful sensation of sleep slowly faded away as reality swept away the world of dreams. Rolling over onto his back, Spike wiped away drool from his chin. Slinging his long arms above his head he stretched out. Yawning he let his head fall to the side. He was alone.

Staying in place for a few moments with his eyes shut he let the incident from last night seep back into his vision. Cringing slightly at the remorse flowing freely through his veins, he knew it was a mistake. But it was over now, and nobody had to know. He could just forget it and move on with his life, act like nothing happened. It just didn't feel right.

Deep inside you know

That there's someone out there for you

Who'll love you tenderly

And turn your dark skies into blue

Auburn eyes were revealed as Spike leapt from the bed and swung his legs over the side. His hand automatically reached for his bedside table, where his body awaited his morning smoke. Finding a piece of paper substituted for his cigarettes Spike's eyes darted to the desk, wondering where the hell they could have gone. Picking up the small piece of paper he drew up close in front of his face as he began to read.

Dear Spike,

I'm sorry I had to leave on such short notice, but I had to go. There are things I still need to sort out, and places to go. Hopefully our paths will meet again, like they have so many times before.

Take care,

Electra

P.S- Thanks for the cigarettes!

'I guess she had a change of heart.' Crumbling up the sheet of paper Spike threw it over his shoulder into the corner of his room, never to be seen again. Grumbling about his lack of cigarettes Spike got up from his place on the bed as he picked up a pair of boxers. Sniffing them, he decided that they were indeed clean enough for another wear. Slipping them on he made a beeline for his favorite couch. He was stopped at the sight of Faye in her white t-shirt and blue shorts painting her nails on his destination.

Glancing up at the noises of Spike's obvious disapproving grunts Faye continued painted her nails once more. Taking a seat on the opposite side of the couch Spike leaned his head against the back as he picked up his headphones and popped them onto his head.

"Soo, Electra left.." looking up at Spike she continued applying a layer of paint to her pinky toe. Sighing Spike slipped his headphones off and placed them onto the table again.

"Yep." Crossing his arms across his chest Spike's eyes darted to Faye's pack of cigarettes carelessly discarded on the table across from him.

"Too bad, it would have been nice having another female on the ship, yah know?" Faye wondered out loud, only to be met with the high pitched voice of Aubrey pronouncing that she was female also. Flicking her the finger, Faye continued on. "Well I guess that's the way it is, there's only room for one freeloader around here, and that's me."

"That's not something to be proud of Faye." Snorted Spike. Ignoring Spike's comment Faye looked up at him once more.

"So what are we gonna do about Blondie over there?" Tilting her head in indication towards Aubrey for a moment, Faye threw Aubrey a heated glare. "Stupid slut." Faye whispered.

Why do you look so sad, baby girl

It couldn't be so bad

Why do you look so sad, baby girl

It couldn't be so bad

"Hey I heard that! Who are you calling a slut? By the looks of it, they probably picked you up off the streets."A grin slid onto Aubrey's face as she watched Faye's eyebrow twitch. Obviously the comment had gotten under her skin.

Spike snuck a cigarette into his possession, unaware by the infuriated Faye. Content, he folded his arms behind his head as he braced himself for the sure-to-be bitch fight.

"What bothers you more? The fact that I look just like his ex-lover, or that im right?" She watched as Faye stood up slowly, rage flaming in her eyes. Stalking over to Aubrey, Faye took a fist full of her blonde locks as she pulled her head back suddenly. Spike leaned in closer, due to that fact that Faye was up in Aubrey's face whispering something or another heatedly.

"Listen girl, you don't even know me. So don't talk like you know shit. Now just because you've been running around with some syndicate creeps doesn't mean im scared of you. I can take you on!" Letting go of her hair, Aubrey's head snapped back. Blinking several times they looked into each others eyes. Each daring the other to say something.

"I see how you look at him. I can see the want in your eyes," Dropping her voice also, both forgot that the topic of their conversation was in the room. Color rose to Faye's face as she waited for her to continue. "It just makes me so angry. That he could have saved her, but didn't. We hadn't talked in years because of my bastard of a boyfriend. But she was still my sister, Julia was my family. Now she's dead. He's a murderer Faye! How could you want somebody like that? Somebody like him?" Both cast a look to the seemingly disinterested Spike.

Don't you be afraid

Rough times don't last, But true lovers do

As the night follows the day

Some you win, and some you lose

A sense of understanding swept over Faye. The man across from her had taken so many lives, innocent and hell-worthy. He was a cold-blooded killer. A gangster. How could she have not seen that before?

Faye walked away, only to return seconds later, key in hand. She undid the cuffs that bound Aubrey to the ceiling pipe. Aubrey's eyes widened in shock. Only to return to Faye's emerald gaze. Understanding once again flashed between them, unspoken yet acknowledged.

"Faye, what the hell are you doing!?" Jet had walked into the room, just in time to their bounty being un-cuffed.

"Don't worry about it Jet. She's not going anywhere." Casually waving her hand about as she spoke, Faye revealed her Glock to Aubrey's surprised eyes. Winking, the sound of heels could be heard as she skipped out of the Bebop.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Faye watched her reflection in the water below her. The soft glow of a cigarette could be seen, lighting up her pale dimensions. Savoring the nicotine in her lungs, she watched as the smoke blew forth from her nostrils.

Falling back onto the dock Faye placed her arms behind her head as she stated quietly "I know you're there Spike," Another glow of light could be seen, illuminating his sharp features, "And I know that's my cigarette you thief, It's a new pack." Faye grinned as she watched the sun setting in the horizon.

Stepping out of the shadows, the light clicking of his boots could be heard as he walked against the railing of the dock. Resting his elbows against it, he continued inhaling on his cigarette.

"What was that whole 'don't worry about it crap' about, Faye?" Both continued sucking on their sticks as Spike awaited her next statement.

"We just had an agreement, nothing too difficult for even you to comprehend."

"You know that's not what I meant. Since when did you ever cut deals with a bounty head?" Flicking the butt of his cigarette overboard Spike spun on his heel, facing the direction of Faye's outstretched body.

"I didn't want it to work out that way you know. I never wanted her to die that day. I keep playing it out over and over. I'm sick of this shit. Now why can't everybody else forget it?" He watched as Faye cringed. 'He must have heard what Aubrey said.' Faye thought to herself.

Both sat in a silence, each mulling over their own thoughts.

"I know how she feels, to be apart of something not by choice, but because there was no other option."Spike raised his eyebrows slightly, egging her on.

"Heh, it's ironic actually. I keep getting more of my memories back. It was all I had ever wanted for the past three years. At one point I probably would have sold my soul for these memories. Now I think I would have been better off without them, like you said." A bitter laugh rang out in the crisp night air. Biting and nibbling at their faces, both ignored the calling of the warm interior of the Bebop.

Let me dry your eyes

I am here for you

You are not alone

I know what you're going through

Looking up at Spike she patted the spot next to her. Indicating him to sit, Spike did so, eager to her what she was getting at. Although he would never say it outright, this was his way of showing he cared.

"Turns out my father wasn't really 'daddy dearest' after all. During my early childhood he had always been there, and of course I was daddies little girl. when I was around thirteen he began to disappear. Sometimes for days, or weeks. During those periods my mother would seem to always be nervous, and standoffish. Turns out that we were in financial trouble and he needed money, and fast. The syndicate made quick money, no questions asked." Scratching her head slightly Faye kept her eyes on the fading Sun.

"My mother had told me that he was involved with the government and had very important business to attend to. In a sense she was right. But whenever he was home, he would always seem irate. He tried so hard to be a good father and husband, I can't believe I didn't see how much they were struggling just to keep everything they had. The house, their friends. Image was everything back then, they couldn't let it get out that we were going to be broke." Her eyes were diverted from the dusk, to Spike's eyes.

"Eventually though everything worked out fine. My father had saved up enough money for us to take that shuttle to Mars. I was so excited, it was supposed to be a trip for the family, he said that we needed some good ol' fun together. What I didn't know though, was that he wanted out. And you should know, there is no way 'out' of the syndicate. Unless you six feet under. Which is exactly what they tried to do. The syndicate had the shuttle planned to blow up, it was all fixed. An assassination." Spike was clinging onto every word.

"The other day, me and Electra stayed up talking about that raid from the Black Panthers. We think that they where looking for files, on me. They know Spike, they know im still alive," Turning onto her side she rested her head against her hand, "What I don't know though, is why would they be after me?"

Both looked into the others eyes mulling over the situation at hand. Faye watched as Spikes hand reached out and cupped her face. Taking his thumb he traced her jaw line.

"We need Aubrey, she's our inside connection." The tingling sensation running through her veins was making Faye nervous. She has never felt like this before.

"Faye, shut up." The sensation abruptly stopped as the rude comment flew out of Spike's mouth. Color rose to her face as her hands balled into fists at her side. She was about to clobber him over the head when the sudden wetness of Spike's lips met hers.

Why do you look so sad

It couldn't be so bad, baby girl

And the plot thickens! Okay, some of you might be real confused. But I'll get around to explaining more in the next chapter, as I always do. So have patience my fair readers! I've had a fairly long day so everything just kept going on and on and I needed to end it somewhere.

James: yup, well she's out of our way now. So, you know who's next!

Candy Perversion: Exactly. I was really out of it, cause I worked my ass off the entire day with this huge project. And I just wanted to get that out of the way so our favorite little bad ass bounty hunters can get it on!

Kendra Luehr: Damn right Spike didn't feel right about it, thus the point of the song lol. I myself didn't feel right about it. I couldn't wait to get rid of Electra.

SNK: Haha, Electra is a Elvis wanna-be. She's okay, but not okay enough for me not to ship her off. Yup, well of course he was thinking of Faye, I mean like eeek, I just had to get that chapter out of the way. I was just like ewww what's he thinking!? Plus I hada pee pretty bad too hehe. Thanks to your's and others support I decided to keep the chapter though, so thanks so much! Oh yea, OMG highschool! You're scaring me! I don't go for like another three weeks though. I don't know ANYBODY thats going to be going, so I'm lonely ='[. Eek good luck and godspeed I say!

Ni9htdreame12: You'll have to wait till the end to find out!

Stella: Thanks, don't worry. I will !

Rinoa-Heartilly-666: Eh don't worry about it, I didn't even like the chapter myself. Haha, well bye bye Electra! Where could she have possibly gone? (she's stuck in your closet haha!!) Faye's my favorite character, so there she is. Back in action and ready for her own piece of Spike-o! Woot woot.

Thank you !

--Bunny Breath