Once upon a time in Mexico

A new beginning

Chapter five: Disagreements with the annoying inner voice

Two weeks had past since Sands almost strangled Dom, the bruises had faded and Dom did not sound like a frog when she spoke. Sands wounds had healed and he was back to his usual smart mouthed self. Evidently blindness does not cure someone of having a nasty sharp witted tongue.

The bitching and verbal judo was down to a minimum since that night, no one especially Chiclet found anything to complain about; this in Chiclet's opinion was a wonderful thing. Plus it was also peaceful as well. Life was quieter that was for certain.

Sands, was currently on the phone to one of his contacts, a contact in Spain. He was arranging for a passport for Chiclet. He would need one seeing as at the end of the week the three of them would be travelling to New York.

Both agents needed to see their boss. Sands also needed to inform the CIA that there was a possibility that he would not stay blind and that he would be back in action before they knew it. And of course they were meeting up with the rest of the gang. They were known as the fantastic eight. It had started off as a joke from one of their co workers, and from then on it just seemed to stick.

Sands ended the call and turned to discreetly in the direction he had heard Dom's foot steps end only moments before, and the sound of her lighting a cigarette. He tried to stamp down on the bitterness of not being able to see her, to see if she'd changed at all in the last three years.

He kept telling him self that it was stupid and he didn't care what she looked like. But the irritating inner voice made a point of constantly reminding him yeah you keep telling your self that Sheldon, and even I may start to believe it

Sands scowled not realising Chiclet was standing beside him closely watching him. Sands startled slightly but not enough for Chiclet to notice, when Chiclet asked "what is the matter Senor Sands, why do you scowl?" he had asked in his native language.

Sands shook his head and replied "its nothing kid, I' fine don't worry." Dom chose that moment to turn around and speak and Sands face and expression unknowingly softened. Naturally Chiclet caught onto this and he had suppress, a beaming smile of delight.

"What were you scowling at Sands?" Sands quickly covered his ass by saying "nothing just thinking of what the other six of the gang are going to say about my current blindness." That was not a complete lie, he had truthfully been thinking along those lines at one point. But that was not what was currently making Sands scowl.

Dom sighed "they are our friends Sands, we been through to much together for them to just turn their backs on you because of the fact you no longer have any eyes. Besides like you are already aware of, there is a possibility you will not remain with out eyes or sight."

She then added slyly "now tell me what was really making you scowl?" Sands opened then closed his mouth several times before finally closing it with an audible click. "What the hell are you going on about? I just told you, didn't I?"

Dom snorted and replied dryly "oh please Sands, Chiclet may not have learned how to see through your bull shit yet, but I have, I had two years worth of practice. Besides it's only what I would have done if I'd been in the same situation."

Sands huffed irritably. It was times like now that Sands really hated the fact Dom knew him so well. But there was a plus; he could read her just as well as she could him.

It helped that they thought a lot a like, and more often or not, one or the other could be found doing something the other was liable to do. They were so like and compatible that the CIA hated it. Dom snorted thinking 'fuck; just imagine what kids of mine and his would be like?' Dom mentally balked. 'Where the hell did that fucking come from?'

Her inner voice cackled in delight and announced it is like I've been telling you ever since you met him, your perfect for each other, and you want to get into his pants admit it it was now Dom's turn to scowl for the same reason as Sands.

Sands nearly cracked up when Chiclet commented "oh no not you two Senora James, why are you scowling?" Sands had always been curious about weather Dom had an inner voice like he did. It would be no surprise to Sands to discover she did in fact have an annoying little inner voice.

It was Dom's reply that confirmed his suspicions; that she did indeed have an inner voice. "Oh I'm fine. Just thinking about something I'd rather not, that's all." Sands whispered to her "or certain sadistic inner voice telling you what you don't want to hear." Dom raised an eyebrow and whispered back "and I presume you speak from experience here?"

Sands smirked and said "well, we wouldn't be so alike if I didn't now would we? My very own annoying little voice is what seals the whole me and you being a like deal." Sands knew she was grinning he could hear it in her voice when she replied "and here I thought I was alone in the insanity society. Ain't life just grand?" Sands snorted in reply.

Chiclet looked lost, he had no idea what his current companions were talking about. Dom having noticed his confusion grinned even wider. She replied "don't ask kid, you would believe us if we told you" Sands smirked. The kid would probably think them insane, or thorough he wouldn't be all that wrong in his assumptions to say the least.

Sands turned to Dom and said "ok. I've just been onto one of my contacts; he's going to see about arranging a passport for Chiclet." Dom nodded before asking "do you think we'll be coming back here any time soon?" Sands replied "yeah I do. The Cartel has probably already begun to recruit a new leader.

But as it is, I currently have no eyes or sight. That is something that needs to be taken care of before I even begin to make plans to take out the cartel. First of all I want out of this shit hole, and then I need to get my shit together."