Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ Got You ❯ Return to Innocense ( Chapter 35 )

I do not own the characters of Cowboy Bebop. They are the property of Sunrise, Bones, and Bandai Visual (2001). They make the money, not me. Nor can I take credit for most of my chapter headings- they are the product of their authors. Sigh.

And now….

The final chapter!

 

Chapter 35: Return to Innocence (Enigma)

 

Faye rolled over, crashing into Spike. She scowled. “Move cowboy or suffer the consequences.” He flopped off the bed, grinning as she padded past. Ed pouncing her at the door. “Ergh! Ed. Not now! Please!!” He heard shifting, the door cracking to reveal a rather disgruntled teen glaring back.

He waved, “Morning Ed.”

Her eyes narrowed, “Lunkhead, why aren't you in your room?”

 

Faye returned, showered and dressed. She scowled at Spike's unlit smoke. “Not in here, got it?”

“Yeah. Yeah.” He watched as she tugged on clothes, “When you going to tell Ed?”

“Soon.” She shrugged, “It's not like she doesn't know most of the story.”

“Kind of mean isn't it?”

She chuckled, “I think it's funny how she blames you.” Faye fiddled with some stray clothes. She sighed, “I'll tell her today.” She rubbed her neck, “Jet already knows, doesn't he?”

“He's in the same boat as Ed.”

Sigh. “Great.”

 

“AGGGHHHH!” Ed burst through the hatch, her face contorted in pure, horrified disgust.

Jet jerked, the back of his skull becoming introduced to the top of the panel. His upper body ripped from the electrical access, fury evident. “What?!”

Ed's convulsions stilled, “Spike-person and Faye-Faye.”

“What about them?”

Her face soured, “They're… they're…”

Jet sighed, tinkering with a pair of wire snips. “They're what?”

Her lip snuck out, “They're getting along too much. Edward is sick of it!”

Jet chuckled, “You wanted them to be friends. This is what we get.”

“But they still fight!” She grumped, “Now they just disappear after.” She flopped on the floor. “And they're all squishy and…” she shuddered. “Edward does not approve.”

Jet chuckled, “I hate to break it to you kid, but I don't think they care.” He gave her a sad glance and sighed, “Hand me that spool of wiring.”

“Edward does not get it.” She whined, “What's so special about Lunkhead Spike?!” She kicked at nothing in particular, “Faye's too busy sharing space with him to see Ed.”

Jet smiled, “It'll mellow out. Just give `em time. You're the one that thought it'd be funny if they acted like they were married.” He shrugged, “Who knew they'd both decide it wasn't too bad.” He studied her, “Sorry kid. They got a lot to burn off.”

“Ed thinks it's gross.” She folded her arms, “And they're not married. They only pretended at George and Annette-lady's so they could catch the bounty heads.” Cranky, golden eyes slanted his way. “Faye-Faye doesn't even catch bounties anymore. She's too busy doing other things.” She puffed. “Did Papa Jet know Faye-Faye has found an apartment on Ganymede?!” He nodded. Ed wailed, “Faye-Faye is leaving Ed, Ein and Papa Jet!” She kicked the wall, “It's not fair.” Jet chuckled, Guess Faye hasn't told Ed she can come. “It isn't funny!” Her lip wiggled and she dug at her eyes. “Ed does not want Faye to leave!”

He sighed, “She's not Ed. She's just busy. Bounty hunting's gettin' to be too much for her. You know she's been takin' classes to get a job with benefits.”

Ed sniffed, “Why's Faye-Faye need insurance and vacation time?!”

“Don't know. Maybe it's to take care of you.”

Ed moaned, “No!! Faye is leaving Ed and running off to play house with Lunkhead, brill-o brained Spike!”

Jet couldn't help it, he laughed out loud. “Are we a tad jealous, Ed?”

She blinked, arms folding tighter, glare burrowing into the Swordfish, “No.” Her lip quivered, “Faye-Faye has forgotten about Edward.”

Jet snorted, “Oh ye of little faith.”

“Hmph.”

 

Since their return, almost a year ago, Faye had slowly stopped bounty hunting. Using her chunk of the haul to pay off the last of her debts. She and Spike had disappeared for a week to celebrate, leaving a very displeased teen to destroy most of Spike's things. When they returned, he had studied the chaos, grinned and sauntered off to have a smoke. Faye had pulled Jet aside, filling him in on what she was planning. He had to admit he was happy for her. She had done well, earning and preparing for this moment. Spike had done his share, which surprised Jet. Both of them appeared comfortable and at ease. Faye's classes slowly keeping her from bounties, while Spike willingly picked up the extra slack. To earn her keep, she'd started waitressing again at another goofy little coffee shop. He shook his head, her steady income kept them fed and allowed her to stay aboard.

 

He glanced at Ed, still wishing ill on the owner of the Swordfish. She had struggled with the competition and Faye had done nothing to alleviate Ed's discomfort. Poor kid. If she only knew.

Spike materialized in the doorway. “Ed.” She glared at him. He smirked around his smoke, “Where's Faye's ring?”

“Not with Ed.”

“I know,” He grinned and tugged it from his pocket, “Quit hidin' it.”

She simmered.

He paused flicking his smoke, relishing in the teen's discomfort, “Hey, Faye's lookin' for you.”

“Really!?!”

He nodded, “Yeah. She has something she wants to tell you.”

“Ooooo! A secret from Faye-Faye!”

“Something like that.” He watched the kid scamper off and scowled, “What the hell's wrong with her?”

“She thinks you're stealin' Faye away.”

“Hasn't Faye told her the place is big enough for her too?”

“Nope.” Jet chuckled, “Guess she wants the kid to stew for a bit.” Snicker, “Ed doesn't even know you two snuck off and got hitched. She thinks you're just the preferred friend.”

“Huh.”

He studied his sober partner, “You're quiet. Faye's secret that bad.”

He grinned, “No. Ed will have a conniption, but… it's good.” He rubbed his neck, “I guess.” Shrug. “She's excited.”

“And you aren't?”

“Not sure what to be. I've had time for it to soak in, but it's still…”

“FAYE-FAYE'S WHAAATTT!?!?!”

Jet snorted. “What she pregnant?”

Spike chuckled, “Yup.”

“Well that explains a lot.” Jet grinned at Spike's antics with his unlit smoke.

Sigh. “Yup.”

 

Got room for one more, Cowboy?