Disclaimer:  Sadly I don't own any rights to Cowboy Bebop, cause if I did Spike and Faye would have ended up together.  Please don't hesitate to r&r or email me any comments, suggestions, questions, and or flames to:  latinababe85@earthlink.net

Notes:  Takes place about two years after my first CB fic entitled "The Past Returns".  So if you haven't read it I suggest you go do so before reading this one (It may answer any questions you have).

Dedication:  To everyone who r&r my first CB fic and to the readers who insisted I make a sequel.  Thank you once again for your support.  In addition, to all who believe that Spike and Faye belong together.

The Past Returns 2: Faye's Dilemma     Chapter One: Dreams of the Past                     

"Anyway, like I was saying . . .you're a lucky girl Faye.  I mean to have a guy like Kevin for a boyfriend.  What more would a girl want?  He's tall, dark, and handsome . . . you know the typical prince in fairy tales to come and sweep you off your feet".

"I need a change perhaps.  Maybe an adventure".

"Adventure?  Why?  Look Faye, I know your life's been nothing but boring studies but, isn't it why you signed up to take this trip to Mars?  To have some fun?"

"Yeah, I guess".

"But . . ."

"But, well I feel that I signed up because of Kevin.  I need to get away from life and away from people who I see on a daily basis".

"Gee thanks".

"That's not what I mean Katie and you know it".

"Let's forget about it.  What are you going to do now?  It's too late to turn back, we're already heading for planet Mars".

"It's never too late.  As soon as we land I'm taking the next earliest shutter outta there".

"What will you tell Kevin?"


"Nothing?  He's going to think that you bailed out on him.  You can't do that to the man.  He's head over heels in love with you".

"And then the next thing he'll do is propose and I'll be strap down to a house, just like my mom.  No, I won't make that same mistakes my mom did.  She always told me how much she wanted to become a doctor and travel the world helping people.  Then when she found out she was pregnant with me, well, she and my dad got marry and that was the end of her dreams".

"But you're not like your mom Faye".

"Exactly.  That's why I'm leaving I hope you'll understand . . ."

(The dream then takes a turn to Faye sitting in her seat wearing a tan short length dress, her hair down, and wearing a light white sweater.  Looking terrified as the red sirens continue to go on and off as the lights turn on and off as well).

"Ladies and gentlemen please like I said before strap on your seatbelts.  We're about to make a harsh impact".

"NNNOOOO!!!" Katie screamed.

"It's okay, just calm down", Faye tried to comfort her.


"Faye, Faye?"  Kevin called out.

"Kevin?  Where have you been?  Is it true, is it really true that we're going to crash?", Faye spoke to him as he appeared beside her side.

"I can't lie to you Faye but always remember that no matter what happens just always know much I love you".

"I'm so scared Kevin".

"It's okay, everything's going to be alright", he said and hugged Faye tightly to him.

"ALRIGHT?!  How can you say that when we're about to – "  Katie's words were cut off as the sun shined though the windows blinding everyone.  Just then the aircraft gained enormous speed, diving straight down to the ground.

"This is it!  AAAHHH!!!"

Then all went black.

"NO!" Faye woke up with a jump.  She looked around the room and realized she was still in her bed.  She turned to her clock that read 9:29am.  Relieved she laid back down and rested a hand on her forehead.  "What are all those dreams telling me?"  She thought to herself.  "Lately I've been getting those strange dreams . . . it's almost as if my memory is coming back to me.  As if –"

Her thoughts were cut off by the alarm that sounded off.  She felt Spike, who was lying asleep next to her, stir onto his back.  Faye reached over and turned it off.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"Well good morning to you too lunkhead.  It's about 9:30 in the morning", she answered.

He turned his head to Faye and smirked.

"What?" she asked.

"You look so beautiful", with that he grabbed her and pulled her on top of him.  They both were staring into each other's eyes.  He then drived his arms up and down her back.

"Spike as much as I love this, you do know we have to get up".

He grinned.  "No we don't as long as no one knows we're up we have time to ourselves . . . you know to do anything we want".

"And what do you have in mind?" she smirked.

"Oh, I think you already know the answer to that question Faye".  He placed kisses on her neck, which made Faye moan, and started to travel down her neck line when all of a sudden they both heard a pan drop to the floor with a loud bang and the sounds of a toddler's giggles running away as fast as his little legs would take him.

"Damn it!" Jet cursed,  "SPIKE!  FAYE!" he yelled.

Spike let out a sign in exasperation.  "What it is now?" he called.

"You two better get your asses up and handle this".

Faye rolled off of Spike, who then put her silky robe on, as Spike headed for the door.  Just as he was about to turn the knob he directed his attention back to Faye.  "We'll continue this later".

"Is that a promise?" she asked seductively.

"You bet it is", seeing her laughing he left the room.  He passed though the living room that still seemed to be in one piece and made his way to the kitchen.  Upon entering, he saw a cooking pan on the floor along what seemed to be cooked eggs sputtered on the floor as well.

Jet was cleaning it up and noticed Spike was leaning against the doorframe. "You see this?" he asked angrily. 

"What happened now Jet?" Spike asked calmly.

"I'm just standing here cooking breakfast and that son of yours comes in here and places his toy car on the floor near my foot.  He then hinds and I trip on it, falling flat on my back with the pan and food flying all over the place".  Spike at this point was grinning.  "I don't think it's funny at all".

"What can I say Jet, the kid loves you".

"Lucky for him the rascal is only two years and two months old".

Just then Eric comes running though the kitchen, wearing his light blue pajamas, and goes up to Jet and places yellow play doe on his head.  And makes his way giggling and running to the door.

Before Eric reaches the door Spike bents down and picks him up.  "Hold it there cowboy, just where do you think you're going?"  Eric continues to laugh. "I heard you've been giving Jet some problems.  Now what do you have to say for yourself?"

"Didn't do, didn't do", he answered putting an innocent look on his face.  Spike can't help it but laugh.

"Spike you're not helping one bit".

"What's going on here?" Faye asks as she entered the kitchen.  Seeing the messing on the floor, the yellow play doe on Jet's head, and the devilish look Eric had on his face she had her answer.  "Never mind", and she too laughed.

"I'm really trying to control my patience here", Jet said.

"Oh come on now Jet.  You mean to tell me that if this happened to either one of us you wouldn't find this hilarious?"

"Faye ever since that rascal could crawl he's been nothing but trouble".

Eric held out his hands to Faye.  She took him from Spike and walked up to Jet.  "Okay let's put this behind us.  Eric apolized to Jet".

He gently clapped on Jet's cheek.  At this point he melted and said "Fine, but just this once".

"Aw, you such a softie.  Come on Eric let's go before you cause anymore trouble then you already have", with that she walked out of the kitchen.

Spike continued to grin but seeing that Jet was giving him a death glare he too walked out of the room.

That evening Spike and Faye sat on the couch watching Big Shot, Jet was in his bonsai room trimming the trees, Ed had her goggles on while she typed away on her laptop, Ein laid on the floor asleep, and Eric was awfully quiet sitting by Spike's feet.

"Oh look at this Punch!" the girl squealed.

"Yeah?  What is it Judy?"

"There's a new bounty that worth about 500, 000 woolongs.  This guy is wanted for robbing banks and killing police officers on his way out".

"Wow, what's he name?"

"Kevin Thompson.  And he's a cutie too".  His picture was then displayed on the television. 

Faye recognized him.  He was tall, dark, and handsome.  "It's that same guy", she thought.  A flashback of him came back to her as he smiled at her.  She shook her head from side to side.

"Faye, are you okay?" Spike asked.

"Uh?  Oh yeah, just fine".

"Hey Ed?  Got any information on this Kevin Thompson guy?" he asked.

She still sat on the floor moving from side to side.  "Edward was just working that.  Let's see here". She began to scroll down the page.  "No, no, not here, no, no, uh no . . . Oh lookie here.  Yup, yup.  Ed's found it Spike person".

"Whatcha have?"

"Well Spike person it said nothing special except that he's been seen on planet Mars".

"Planet what?" Faye asked.

"Planet Mars Faye Faye".

"That's where the shuttle crashed . . ."

"Hello?  Faye Faye you okay?"

"Yeah, why would I be?"

"I dunno.  Oh lookie here he's been labeled as a loony and is obsessed with finding his long long long long, way long lost girlfriend.  It said here that she died in a shuttle crashed about . . . 51 years ago".

"I feel for the guy", Jet said loudly from the bonsai room.

"Let me get a look at that Ed", Spike said as he rose and took his first step when he tripped over and fell flat on his face.  He realized that Eric somehow super- glued his shoelaces together.  He was now giggling and hiding behind the couch.

"Eric", he said while controlling his anger.

Jet who had now came out of the room was now looking down at Spike and laughing hysterically.  He looked up annoyed.  "Hey Spike not my fault.  What was it you said, 'the kid loves you'?" 

"I hope not too much", he muttered as he tried to scrap the glue off his shoelaces.