Proven Wrong (DCMK/Cowboy Bepop)

One-Shot

Vermouth could not believe what was happening.

She was always that femme fatale that could irritate and trick anyone she wanted, even the law enforcement. She could do anything she wanted, since she was the boss's favorite, her being his granddaughter after all.

But then he came...

He was a new agent named Misaki Shun, code named Cognac.

And Vermouth, as usual, did her antics with him.

But to her shock, he was not irritated like the others.

"You're disobeying Gin's orders that way.", Cognac yawned.

"Oh, worried about his interaction? Is he that special to you?", Vermouth teased, hundred percent sure that Cognac would drop the subject and leave her alone.

"I'm not the one trying to kill a girl more than half my age to gain his attention.", Cognac smirked lazily making Vermouth's eyes widen at his words in disbelief before she regained her composure.

"None of your concern.", She bit her lip, "And I'm young.".

"You could jeopardize our work, so it is my concern, especially since Rum likes my intelligence and might let me become one of his close men.", Cognac pointed out, "And you are old... Miss Sharon Vineyard. How old are you? Are you in your 50s?".

A tick mark appeared on her forehead as she replied with her voice irritated, "None of your concern and I'm not old.".

"Nah, you could be in the end of your forties or the beginning of your fifties... I wonder if you have a kid and a grandkid out there.", Cognac mumbled as he scratched his chin, noticing how Vermouth's body tensed up before he smirked, "I do know you have two godsons, whom you consider as your treasures of alongside one of them's girlfriend-".

Cognac smirked grew a bit once Vermouth aimed a gun at his forehead, an angry cold look on her face, "If you approach them by any means, I'll-".

"Relax, sweetheart.", Cognac said before he parked his car near a building, "I won't do that. I'm not Bourbon.".

"I'm starting to miss him now.", Vermouth mumbled as she put away her gun and crossed her arms.

Cognac faked sadness as he said, "You wound me. How dare you say that to my face? Don't you know I have a fragile heart?".

Vermouth was going to kill him. She swore upon it.

~•~•~•~

"So, what is our next move?", Chianti asked before she frowned at the Organization member, she hated the most; Vermouth, "And where will that bitch be?".

"I'll do my role as disguising-".

"I'll help her.", Cognac said with a lazy smile and the smirk on Vermouth's face disappeared once she heard his voice.

"If the only man in the world who can irritate you is with you, I'm satisfied.", Gin smirked at her annoyance.

Vermouth glared at Cognac, who simply smiled at her.

~•~•~•~

"You're the boss's granddaughter, aren't you?", Cognac asked all of a sudden while he drove his car, side-eying Vermouth who sat in the passenger seat.

Her eyes widened in horror and disbelief. Only Bourbon had figured out this information and if Cognac knew, that means more might know.

She mumbled, "How-".

"I think you can guess how, since you seem to have figured out who I am.", Cognac replied in a cold tone, "And no one knows but me, and Bourbon from what I found out. And you don't want anyone else to know so you can escape the Organization and not be chosen as the Heir of the syndicate, chased down by them forever.".

Vermouth said nothing, a tired expression on her face, before she relayed everything she had found out about him, "Spike Spiegel, from the Bounty Hunter Association, nicknamed the Cowboy for his attitude and sharpshooting skills. Never failed to kill a criminal after his arch enemy killed his girlfriend and fellow Hunter; Julia Smith.".

"Once a member of the Red Dragon Syndicate and the girlfriend of the leader; Vicious, who became his arch enemy when she left him for a Hunter, who was a spy in his syndicate, and he killed Julia 3 years ago. So, you killed all of the syndicate even Vicious, almost dying in process until your teammates Jet Black and Faye Valentine saved you.".

"You've done your homework after I left my badge on purpose in your room when you were putting on my disguise.", Cognac chuckled.

"That still doesn't explain why you did this.", Vermouth pointed out as she crossed her arms.

"I'll do what my contract with the FBI says, help them take down the Organization, and you'll help me, for the sake of avenging your daughter and husband that they killed years ago, and to protect your treasures.", Cognac explained.

"All of that is what you and the FBI will benefit from, the money and the justice, what will I get?", Vermouth asked with narrowed eyes.

Cognac surprised her by holding her hand tightly, parking the car nearby, and then looked at her with love she had never seen before in years and said, "Marry me, and we'll escape from the whole mess of Justice and Crime. I have my connections to have you not go to prison and live as a civilian, you could even join the Association and receive protection.".

Vermouth's eyes widened at his declaration and mumbled, "A-Are you serious?".

"I know you love me, or why else have you not killed me nor told your friends about me? You even worry over me when I get injured.", Cognac smiled, "Come on Vermouth, let's burn the Organization down and live a normal life.".

Vermouth remained silent for a few moments before she smiled, "I can't believe you fell in love with me, Spike.".

"Well, I love the type of woman that can kick my ass.", Spike chuckled.

Vermouth cupped his cheek and rested her forehead against his, "And I love the type of man who can give me a challenge... I do love you, Spike.".

"And I love you too, Vermouth.", Spike said softly.

Vermouth smiled at him softly, "Call me Chris from now on, my dear future husband.".

If there is something Vermouth once believed, was that she can never fall in love again after everything she had been through.

But she had been proven wrong, in the best way possible.