The man fell down on his back and started desperately crawling backwards.

Spike grinned. "Wrong way," he said, walking towards the terrified gangster.

Behind him stood Jet and Faye, arms crossed and faces stern.

The man stammered. "Bu- but I had it all planned. Where did I fail? What did I do wrong?"

Spike raised his gun. "I'll tell you what you did wrong. You messed with the Bebop."


He turned back, and the three smiled at each other.

"Drinks on me," said Faye.

Edward awoke by the cliffside. She smiled to herself. They were alright. Wherever they were.