FRAMED - Cowboy Bebop fanfiction

Session 22

"Quinn, I swear to God this wasn't planned," Spike shouted over his shoulder as he head towards the sound of the last gunshot. Quinn scoffed as she followed close behind him.

"I don't blame you for whatever's going on right now, but man, you sure picked a bad time to appear," Quinn huffed as she clutched the gun tightly within the palm of her hand. She was happy to be seeing Spike, but she was incredibly frustrated with the situation at hand. As much as she loved the adrenaline of a chase, she hated the fact that it was butting in on her work life. She was almost certain she had lost the deal she was about to make. 

"Speaking of you appearance, why the hell are you here? What's going on?" Quinn questioned, but the sound of a multiple shotgun rounds being fired down the hall put a hold on Quinn's curiosity. The duo stopped at a three way junction at the end of the hall. Suddenly, after the firing had silenced, a nagging, slightly ear splitting female voice shouted out from the right side of the intersection. 

"You made me chip a nail! Oh you've really got it coming lunkhead," the shrill voice screeched before a large slam echoed from down the hall. Spike and Quinn rounded the corner to see Faye, holding a Fusiun employee up by the collar of his shirt. He was pressed against the wall while his gun lay dormant by his feet. Quinn came to the conclusion that this whole ordeal was bounty hunt. 

"Little help here?" Faye groaned as she turned her head towards Spike and Quinn. 

"Oh hey Quinn!" Faye's frown quickly turned into a smile while Spike pulled a pair of handcuffs out from his coat pocket. 

"Longtime no see," Quinn smiled as she folded her arms across her chest. Seeing Faye eased her anxiety. Clearly, Spike and her had the situation under control. Quinn hoped that if they were to simply get this hunt over with,  she'd  still have the opportunity to make her business deal. The chances were slim of course, but Quinn liked a good challenge. 

 Spike was quick to cuff the man, and Faye dropped him to the floor once he was properly secured.

"It's been a long time for sure, what are you doing here?" Faye questioned through a laugh as she stretched her arms over her head. Quinn sighed as she looked over towards Spike who was kneeling beside the Fusiun employee. 

"I was in the middle of a meeting but then this one decided it would be an excellent idea to crash my party," Quinn teased while shooting Spike a judgmental glare. He rolled his eyes as he stood up.

"It's not like I planned this," he sighed, and Faye shrugged her shoulders.

"Yeah, but you sure were eager to take this bounty, I mean, it's only eight hundred thousand woolong per guy," Faye teased. Spike blushed before digging his hand into his coat pocket. Quinn could tell he was nervous, and she liked how flustered he became when he got called out.

"We needed some extra cash," he sputtered as he fished out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. 

"Extra cash? Don't tell me you guys have spent all of Mack's bounty already," Quinn scoffed playfully as she raised an eyebrow. 

"Believe it or not, we haven't, but Jet made a point about not quitting while we're ahead," Spike cut in as he flicked his lighter. 

"It'll be nice to be making whatever eight hundred thousand times three is," Faye half smiled as she examined the chip on her nail. Quinn paused for a moment as she accessed the situation. 

"Wait, three guys? Where's the third?" Quinn questioned, and Spike and Faye exchanged nervous glances. Quinn had a feeling that one of them had fucked up along the way, but she was hoping her assumptions were wrong. She wanted to get back to her work, but she knew she couldn't leave until this situation was solved.