DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything from Once Upon A Time In Mexico, if I did I would have a lot more money! This is all from my own head and my imagination, if it resembles any real life incidents it was totally by accident.

Sands was enjoying his usual dinner of pork pibil when his cell phone started ringing in his pocket. He muttered something about fuck whoever would call and interrupt a perfectly good dinner. As he was opening his phone he looked around the restaurant, making eye contact with a familiar brunette in the corner.

"Sands.." He stated as he opened the phone, waiting for the reply as he smiled slightly in the brunette's direction.

"Mr. Sands, this is Ms. Jenkins from your daughter's school…how are you this evening?" She asked conversationally and politely.

"Well now I'm not doing too fucking well Ms. Jenkins." He replied shortly. "Cut to the chase, what is it you want? We had an agreement, I pay the cash and you don't hassle me with calls like this."

"Excuse me sir.." Ms. Jenkins replied, stuttering almost from the way he had spoken to her. "But we have a problem with your daughter…"

Sands cut her off. "There shouldn't be a problem…I paid you your money."

"The money is not an issue...it's Megan." She replied with a flat tone.

"Megan, what's wrong with her?"

"She's being kicked out of the school…I've called to arrange for you to pick her up."

"Kicked out? Why the hell would you do that?" Sands asked with disbelief, he couldn't pick her up, what would he do with her?

"She's a disrespectful tyrant and I won't tolerate it any longer." The headmistress replied sternly.

"Don't you think you're being harsh on the girl, what with her mother and all.." He replied in a sympathetic tone, it was sympathy for Megan…he refused to relate how he felt about the subject.

"Mr. Sands it has been a year and a half, Megan refuses to talk about it. She's bottled it up and has become even more rebellious. She shows no respect and she's impossible to reckon with. This is a matter that must be dealt with at home. It's something you need to work on with her, it's not my job or concern any longer."

"No wonder she's disrespectful, the likes of you bearing down on her would do that to the most docile kid." Sands muttered, though he had to admit he was a little proud of the kid…he couldn't stand this woman at all…he didn't know how she did it all year long.

"You won't be putting the blame on me, maybe if you stepped up and made a good example for her she wouldn't be in this predicament…though it's no wonder where she got her attitude from." She added with a sharp reproach.

"Ms. Jenkins I don't appreciate your attitude through all of this, especially with the fucking tuition I pay to you every year. You'd think that would at least buy some manners and understanding.." He retorted

"Well your attitude is not appreciated either, when will you be here to pick her up?"

"I can't get up there right now, I'm in the middle of work.." He said incredulously.

"Well you'd better figure out a way. You have one week." She said firmly.

"What will you do, put the poor kid on the street?" He challenged.

"I'll notify the police, she'll be put in an orphan's home." She shot back.

"Hell she might be safer there.." He muttered. "Fine, can you get her to the airport for a flight to Mexico at least?" He asked.

"It can be done, do you want her on the next flight?" She asked, much happier that they were getting somewhere with this.

"No.." He replied quickly…there was no way his daughter would be there for the Day of the Dead.. "Have her on the first available flight Monday." He said finally.

"That's 2 more days.." Ms. Jenkins declared.

"You said I have a week." He shrugged.

"Fine…this will have to do…Goodbye Mr. Sands.." She said before hanging up.

"See ya in hell bitch." Sands muttered after she had hung up and he put the phone back in his pocket. He threw down some cash for his meal and walked out, this was more stress than he needed, especially at the time, with the Day of the Dead coming up. He heard someone come out the door behind him and smiled slightly as she came up behind him and ran her hands down his shoulders and arms.

"You look like you could use a few drinks…why don't you let me buy you a few?" She purred.

"I could use a lot more than a few drinks from you Sugarbutt.." He smiled, rolling a cigarette and putting it between his lips. "But a few drinks is always a great place to start.." He said with a smile.