Authors Note: This is it... this is the end. (well, that and short chapter after this) I wanna thank ALL my loyal readers. Scarlett Burns for keeping me writing this and setting me out for the sequel, which I'll stick up the first chapter of after this. I've really enjoyed writing this story and delving in to a different side of Sands.

He was halfway through the tunnel, when he heard the running footsteps. "Sheldon!" Cerise let out the breath she was holding. Sands managed not to stumbled and letting go of Lily with one hand, he sought her out, pulling her to him tightly. For the longest time, he just held them both.

"Shelly..."Cerise wrapped her arms around him and Lily. She wanted to ask what happened to the sunglasses but didn't say a word. "We leave, now." Sands muttered.

They made it to the stairs. "Where's Sammy?" Sands asked stopping.

"Already leaving. I met him upstairs." Cerise told him.

"And Sarah?"

"I sent her off with El earlier. If all went well, they're with Eric."

"Then let's get the fuck out of here!" Sands began climbing the stairs. They headed down the hall, but Cerise yanked him back at the corner, he could feel the flames.

"Shit!" Sands muttered.

"It's a dead end the other way..." Cerise muttered, looking over her shoulder.

"We're not trapped." Sands stated, knowing exactly what was on her mind. He grabbed her hand. With a deep breath, he pulled them towards the fire.

It felt like an eternity, weaving through the halls, that were obviously burning down around them. Lily hadn't looked up once, clinging to Sands. Sands held a firm grip on Cerise's hand. Between the two of them, they figured out how to get out of the estate.

"Can you not get us there any faster!" Sarah smacked Cam in the shoulder. Cam clenched his jaw and shifted gears. El on the other hand was holding on to his seat, giving Sarah a look. Sarah ignored it, sitting back and loading her guns. She wanted to get to Sands and Cerise before it was to late.

The hall were a maze of blazing walls of fire. "How many explosives did you give El and Eric!" Cerise cried over the crackling of the flames. Sands was still carrying Lily and holding on to Cerise's hand tightly.

"Enough to blow the doors off the hinges." Sands replied with a trace grin as they wove their was through the flaming labyrinth. Cerise coughed from the smoke, covering her mouth with her free hand. Sands felt the wetness around his eye sockets and wasn't sure rather it was blood or tears. He had to rely on Cerise to keep him from stumbling into burning walls, but she was just as blind in the blaze as he was.

They continued along at a painful pace, making their way towards the front of the manor. Turning a corner, they stopped dead. A remaining guard was staggering towards them and he raised his gun with out hesitation. If he had to go down, so would these intruders. Sands let go of Cerise's hand, hearing the staggering steps of the man and he pulled Cerise's pistol from her holster, turning a half step and firing at the same time, the bullet striking the man between the eyes. Cerise saw the open window and grabbed Sands' hand as he dropped the gun, yanking him towards it. Sands felt the glass with his free hand and knew this was going to hurt.

Holding Lily closer, a hand on her head, to keep it pressed against his shirt, so her face was away from the glass, Sands took a deep breath and threw himself through the window, hitting the ground and rolled. He heard the muffled thump beside him, and knew Cerise had followed. He lay there a long moment catching his breath, feeling pain through out his entire body, but his fingers began running over Lily, checking for wounds. "Daddy..." Her whimper was muffled, her face still in his shoulder and Sands smiled bleary.

"No time to relax, darling." Cerise muttered beside him as she raised herself up on her elbows, laying on her stomach. Sands turned his head towards her, and it was clear he was exhausted, but he gave her a smile none the less.

"Let's get the fuck out of here and go home." He muttered tiredly.

"Right." They got up off the ground and started making their way towards the gate, the heat of the fire behind them.

"Hey cowboy," Cerise stopped. Sands stopped as well, turning towards her. Cerise reached into the pocket of her shorts. She'd had a feeling these would come in hand.

"What?" Sands asked. Cerise unfolded the black raybans and leaned forward, slipping them on to Sands' face. Sands grinned a little more. "Let's go gorgeous."

They saw the smoke before they saw the estate it's self. The entire place was on fire. "Oh my god..." Sarah breathed as Cam stopped the SUV. Sarah scrambled to get out it. El followed her. "What if they..." Sarah started, but choked on her tears. El came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her, holding her as she cried silently. Cam got out from behind the wheel and the three of them stood there, watching the building burning under the high rising sun.

"I can't believe..."Cam couldn't bring himself to say. Sarah turned herself into El's arms with a cry, sobbing harder. Cam looked down at the ground, kicking a rock.

"Don't be so fast to assume." A voice said. Sarah spun. Sammy was coming towards them, looking a little worse for wear.

"SAMMY!" Sarah felt her knees buckle. "Sorry to make you think I was gone sugar, but it was the only way." Sammy said softly, coming over to the car.

"Eric."

"Sammy" The two men shook hands before turning back to the blaze.

"Did you see them?" Cam asked.

"Get out? No..." They fell silent again, standing there as the Barillo estate burned in it's own hell.

"Now what?" Sarah asked, wipping her tears off her cheeks, she was still in El's arms and had no intention of leaving them.

Sammy sighed. "We go back to the Company tell them their best agents...died in the line of fire." He muttered. This made Sarah started cry harder and El comfortered her, holding her close and tight. Then he led her back towards the car. Cam turned and got into the driver's seat.

Sammy started to turn from the blaze to get into the car, when his eyes widened and he began laughing hysterically.

Sarah turned in El's arms to glare at him. "Iokie, you god damn heartless..." She stopped mid speech. Now they were all staring.

Coming across the desert, one in a black trench coat and sunglasses, complete with the black fingerless gloves, carrying a three year old girl. The other a petit doll in a tight t-shirt and shorts, the holster gleaming on the hip in the sun, came two figures.

"Son of a bitch!" Sammy cried, laughing.

"If anyone could survive that fire, Sands could!" Cam cried jumping back out of the car. They all watched in amazement as Sands and Cerise came closer, Sands carrying Lily and holding Cerise's hand.

"Sands, my god! Are...is...how?" Sarah couldn't get her words together from the shock. Sands and Cerise stopped infront of the group. Lily peered at them curiously.

"Well, it damn well took you fuckers long enough to get here." Sands replied, grinning brazenly.