Ok...so a few years back ( 2005 to be exact) I started to write a fan-fiction for Cowboy Bebop...never really finish neither of them...so I decided to blow the dust off of one and maybe even continue the story on here ^-^
O...I don't know if I have to say this but
Disclaimer:I do not owe Cowboy Bebop....(like it isn't obvious)
As Spike sat there in his favorite spot the events that had happen to him a few days ago could not be erase from his mind.
“Ha! So you must be the infamous Spike Spiegel that I heard so much about. Its good to have you back"
“What...what are you talking about? I don’t even know you. And what are you talking about back"
“O Please forgive me sometimes I forget that you are just a patient. You see what happen was that your body has been preserved for several years due to the fact it was in such terrible shape. You were only to be awaken until it fully recovered. In a way you were put to sleep."
“WHAT!? What do you mean put to sleep? How long has it been?!" Spike yelled grabbing the collar of doctor.
"Oh about twenty-nine years. Not that long. And besides." The doctor suddenly became serious. “It's not like you had much to live for..."
Now thinking about it he finally realizes how true that doctor was. He had nothing to live for. Not without Julia.
-Julia-
Even with that day so far in the past the pain it brought still hurt as if it were recent. How could he live knowing she is truly gone? Knowing that he would never see her beautiful blue eyes or her long blond hair was driving him mad. But what of Faye. She and Julia were completely opposite and yet there something about her that can’t make him forget her.
“Still thinking about her I see." a familiar yet tired voice said pulling Spike out of thought.
Jet stood leaning against the stairwell above the couch Spike was lying on. Almost 30 years has past but, thanks to technology and good aging, the 64 year old Jet looks the same with the exception of his white hair.
"Now Jet, why would you think that?"
"It's all you do. That and complain how hungry you are."
“Gee. I wonder why? Could it be that a certain someone refuses to cook descent food?"
"Speaking of food tonight I’m having a guest over. Her name is Angela." jet says ignoring that last comment.
Spike raises an eyebrow in interest.
"Jet bringing over a woman?...She's not being paid is she?" Spike jokes.
Jet lets out a heavy sigh. "In a way she my niece."
Spike gave him a puzzling look.
“She's Faye's kid." Jet says turning his back away from him. "I promised Faye I take care of her before..."
“Before Faye died"
"Yea" Jet said in a low tone.
Even though Spike only found out about Faye's death a few days ago , he could tell that after 20 years, her death was still fresh in Jet's mind.
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“Wow Jet." Spike yells. "It actually smells good in here. What are you cooking?"
“Food." Jet spits back.
“Sounds better than what you usually cook."
As he sat on the yellow couch he had grown to loved, he found himself falling into a silent slumber.
Spike found himself what it look to be Heaven
"Spike"
"Julia?” he said as he frantically look around.
Julia where are you"
“Right here"
Spike turn around to see a violent hair women standing there waiting for him.
"Faye"
“I’m right here Spike and I’m waiting for you." she said as she walks closer to him." Like I always have and will. I love you" as she said those words she kissed him as if she longed for it.
"Faye. I"
“You knew company was coming and yet you still fall asleep. There no hope in you." Jet says waking him up with a pillow in Spike's face.
“Company? I don’t see any." he said rubbing the sleep out his eye.
He clears his throat.
"Spike I like you to meet Angela." he says pointing to the girl in the doorway.
As Spike look her way he was shock at what he saw.
End
