Sorry, a thousand times for not updating. Thanks for you're patient and please don't hate me!
Warning: Aint betaed. Will get betaed but I wanted to update before I die of ages…
Chapter 38) Grand finale part I.
How closer the car got to there destination, who sicker Lizz started to feel. Checking her gun for the seventh time while ticking nervously with her feet on the floor she looked at the time. Almost midnight. She sighted. 'This so sucks! I'm so going to be sick…' Wishing she had taken a aspire before leaving she checked her gun of the eight time. She looked throw the car. Two death serious faces stared straight forward, both in a grimace both ready to kill.
She bit her lip. 'This can go very bad.' Slightly she turned her head from Sands to El. 'What if one dies, than it's my fault.' And she didn't want that to happen. Final there where two people that cared about her and she didn't want to lose them.
"Hey kid I'm not stupid just blind. Do stare at me like that." Sands smirked as he turned his head. "And don't think shit, where ganna be alright. We get in, get the money and get out. Simple as that. You don't even have to shoot." This made her feel a bit better but she still didn't feel relieved. Something felt very bad. But she couldn't place her feeling.
The car stopped. "Where here." El informed short.
Lizz looked outside. She didn't see anything but some trees and cactuses. "And what is exactly here?"
El stepped out. "About hundred feet away from the factory."
"Okay… And why are we stopping here?" She stepped out and shivered. "It's very cold now, why can't we just drive?"
"Because, genius, we don't want to get caught the moment we walk in the factory." Sands stood behind her. "Think for once in you're life. The car makes noise, people will hear noise, people will shoot at us. Do I need to explain the combination of bullets and pain, before you understand driving will get us killed."
Sulky Lizz stuck out her tong. "No, I think I understand where you're going to."
"Good, then shut you're cute little mouth and walk!"
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It took them so time to get close to the factory. Many guard where walking around the building and large spotlights shone around ever inch of the ground. But with some quick stunts, jumping and hitting three guards on the back of there head, El manages to find the way into the building.
'Building is not the correct word,' El thought. He, the girl and Sands jumped into a sewer and where now under the ground of the factory. Bend down he tried to find a way up.
"This stinks." The girl complained, walking right behind him.
"We are in a sewer, what did you think it would smell like? Red roses!" Sands sneered sarcastic.
"Ha-Ha."
El frowned and looked behind him furious. "Can you two shut up and act like where not on a safari! If anyone hears us where dead, so keep al those smart talk for yourself!" And thank god they both kept there mouth shut. 'It's like you have to baby-sit two toddlers.' He thought. 'One with the trill to kill people and one with that rattles on and on.'
Finally he saw light above. Far above. High up there was a hatch, with a old, rusty step to climb up to. And just the looks of that step made El worry. If the thing could hold a rat it would be a miracle, so how where they going to climb up with three people?
Lizz also saw the stairs. "El isn't it smarter to go back? That thing is never going to hold us."
"Go back!" Sands snapped. "We almost got caught while getting in. You think we will get out that easy!"
"He's right." El replied soft. "We can't go back, we will loose time we defiantly need. But we can't get up all up… by the stairs." His eye's shot throw the dark space. Not much to see, slimy pipes, filth, trash and a old fir hose… His eye's twinkled as he turned around. "Like I said, we can't get up all three, but one light person could do fine…"
Lizz looked at El. "You don't think…" She looked at Sands. "Say something, he's considering…" She saw Sands grind as well. "Owh, fuck you both!"
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"I can't believe I'm doing this!" She grumbled at herself. Placing her hands on the next steps, while trying not to let fall the fire hose she climbed up. "After this I'm going to hate you both for good!"
"Don't talk, girly, you mid slip and fall down. And it's ganna be a loooong, painful fall!" She rolled her eyes and wished someone could kick him. But is comment made her wonder, who high was she? Slowly she turned head a bit and starred right into darkness. Quickly she turned back to the stairs. "So, that's why people say, don't look down." She swallowed and slowly opens the hatch. She looks into a long hall, similar to the one she got dragged by Daily. It was almost dark, only lighted by a small hanging lamp. She took a deep breath and climbed out. Quickly she wraps the fir hose around a tick iron pipe and throws the hose down.
She heard a small thud from the hose and a curs from Sands. Clearly the thing had landed on his head, it made her smile and feel a bit better. "Just hurry up wouldya! I'm not very in the mood to get shoot without someone to protect me!"
"Yeah, yeah, hold you're horses, Lizzy-O. Climbing up without eye's is a lot harder then you think, honey." A frustrated huff sounded from El and without a couple of minutes the both of them climbed into the hall.
Lizz smiled and clapped her hands. "Mission accomplished!" Sands grabbed her shoulder and pushed her forward.
"Very happy for you luv, but where not done yet."
Lizz stuck out her tong. 'Party-pooper,' she thought. Quickly she followed El, who know exactly where he was going. To the roof, to the room she'd been locked up for the days. There was a computer. And that was the plan. She would plug in her MP3 player, upload the files and send them to her bank count. The money would be hers and they could get out of here in no time.
Off course this all sounded much easier than it really was. As a matter in fact, she wasn't so sure it was going to work. She wasn't that much of a hackers. She only knew the basic stuff and she had no idea what kind of things she needed to do to get the stuff on her account.
'But let's not thing of that this moment.' She grabbed Sands even tighter and hurried after El, who stood still looking at the ventilation shaft. Lizz looked up to and didn't get why he was starring at a piece of metal while there where about to get caught.
"I think we have to climb throw this shaft."
Lizz's mouth dropped. "What! No way! It's icky in there! With spiders and rats and that just so-"
"Yes, thanks brat, we get it!" Sands snapped and grabbed his hand loose. "Just get you're ass in the shaft!"
"Why do I have to go first!"
"So we can see if it's safe! If you get eaten by a mutated rat El and I know we have to take another way."
"Bastard! Now I'm never going into that thing!"
"Yes you are!"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"Shut up!" Two heated head turned to El, who didn't seemed to be entertained by there fight. "I'll go first, you two just shut up!"
They both nodded. Annoyed El pulled the roster from the shaft. When he was about the climb in Lizz tapped on his shoulder.
"Uhh… El?"
"What!" He hissed with his jaws shut.
"If you haven noticed, there is iron on you're paints." The girl pointed at the iron chains on his Mariachi paints. He frowned. "So?"
"Don't you think people will hear metal rattle throw the pipe?"
It seemed she had a point. Questioning he looked down at her. "So what do you propose?"
She stared to grind and pointed at his paints. "You better lose you're jeans, before you lose you're goods."
El's eye's shot wide open and looked from the smirking girl to the demonic smiled of Sands. "You've got to be kidding!"
Sands stepped up front and rose his hand. "I think the kid got a point gigolo, you better lose you're stuff. Else you get us killed. And I know you don't mind me, but think of this sweet innocent girly who will suffer just because you're to chicken to pull you're paints out!" To intensify his point he pushed Lizz forward who was looking so sad and helpless.
El closed his eye's, cursed his weak heard for the million time and started to unzip is fly.
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I will give anything in the world to see this moment! With a sarcastic grin on his face he crawled after El, without hearing the jingling chains. Just one fucking second will be enough. Again he heard the girl suppress a giggle and El growled something very low and very nasty.
God, if his Mariachi buddies just could see him now. I'm never going to let him forget this! I'm going to torture him, this is going to be blackmailing on a highest level.
Suddenly he hit his head by the end of El's boots. He rubbed over his head. "Why are you stopping!"
"Because where here, idiot!" He got for a answer.
"Well, excuse me fuckshit! Pardon me, I can't see a fucking-"
"HUSH!" El kicked him again, this time on the jaw. There was much willpower needed not to just shoot the man. But I didn't, he didn't shoot El, not because he didn't want to because he did! He did want to shoot the man. But this time something stopped him from doing so. He knew he needed El for safety. Not only for him, but also for the girly.
There was a sound of iron, El kicked the roster down and jumped out.
"Clear!" He hissed.
"That's kinda logic El. Because if not, you would be dead, ore we would hear shooting!" Sand sneered and crawled to the end of the shaft. Shit, how deep was it? Was there anything under him where he could fall on?
"You can jump, it's about six feet." The girly whispered in his ear. He nodded and jumped to.
'Now it's up to you Lizz.' She looked down to the ground. God, how I hate heights! She closed her eyes and bit her lip to prevent screaming. Quickly she let herself fell down and landed half on Sands. He grabbed her shoulders and kept her stay steady.
"I knew you'd fall for me, sugar." He grinned. "But try to keep you're hormones in control, we still have something to do." Her eyebrow rose and she pushed him off.
"You're so not to take serious, you know that!" She rolled her eye's and looked moody away. Her eye's stopped at El, who is looking for any traps or armed man.
"What kinda underwear is her wearing?" She hear Sand whisper close behind her. She just could bit her lip before laughing.
"He IS wearing underwear right!" He tapped on her shoulder. "Right!" She smirked.
"Yeah, he is. Just ordinary black, nothing fancy."
"No?Fuck and I thought there would at leased be little Mariachi singers on it." He clacked his tong. "Or some silk, or something kinky like-"
"Sands knock it off!" She pushed him off. "Where being on a mission, remember! You can fantastic about El's underwear when we're safe. And I'm not around." She added quickly.
"How is fantasising about what!" El hissed, party discussed party very angry.
"Nothing!" They both said on the same time. El growled what and pointed at the computer in the middle of the room.
"You, do that hack thing." He gestured at Sands. "You get you're weapons on sharp! And you both act like we are in danger, because we are!"
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Her breathing speeded up, her fingers pressing the right buttons. Every second counted right now, if she wasn't fast enough the system would destroy itself and the money would be lost, deleted. Quickly she wiped away the sweat from her forehead and looked quickly at El. He looked stressed out, aiming his gun at the door, ready to shoot.
Sands stood on the left side of the door facing him. Somehow he looked calm even a bit relieved. He also aimed at the door, ready to kill. He know it could get very, very bad, but still he looked eased. Lizz didn't get it, but there was no time to think about that. 'Error' Still appeared every time she clicked on the files. "Fuck, work stupid piece of…" And she got throw the virus system. Surprise her eye's grow. "Who cursing does helps…" She took a deep breath. "Now only the code." Slowly not wanting to type anything wrong she pressed the code, F-R-E-E-D-O-M. Within a second three different files opened and all the information as the money got downloaded on her bank account. She smiled.
"The money is ours!" She stood up feeling like god himself and grinned relieved.
The two man smile relieved. El slowly opened the door. Then he looked back in. "Coast is clear, let's move." Lizz nodded, grabbed Sands his hand and both run into the darkness.
'This is perfect!' Sands gently squished her hand. 'Everything was just fucking perfect!' He felt more than perfect. Right now he was back in control. There where no voices, no pain, nothing could hurt him now. She got the money, she was right next to him and El was still without paints. Fuck perfect, life couldn't get better right now. Well, maybe sight would make things even better, but you cant have everything.
He felt her stop and heart El climbed into the ventilation shaft.
"You're next smiley." She whispered playful. He realised he was still smiling as a imbecile and didn't feel like stopping soon. Carefully he placed his hands on the edge of the shaft and pulled himself up. After climbing in he reached over the edge.
"Need a hand, girly?"
"If you don't mind, Sir."
He grinned and bow elegant his hand towards her. "No problemos, M'lady." She giggled after his performance.
"Quit fouling around Sands, hurry up!" El hissed annoyed from right next to him.
"Whatever." He snored. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up. "Happy now Almighty El?" He got a grown for a answer. The three of them crawled back throw the shaft. Just a couple of hours and this whole fucking thing would be over. The idea of buying a casino started to pop up in his mind. That would be something, he always loved to gamble. Off course only if he was sure that he would win. Creative sportsmanship, he called it. Part of the game, part of life. And course the girly would come to. She wouldn't be very happy about it, but fuck that, she just have to get over it. Because she was his eye's and he needed her. He's he, the big bad bastard needed her! It surprised him no voice started to laugh, something that made life also much and much easier. The voices where back to where they came from, gone again!
"Sands!"
Okay, so one little voice was left no big of-
His hand slipped, suddenly there was no bottom. He let out a soft scream right before he crashed on a large piece of wood. A table probably.
"Fucking hell!" He yelled and looked up. "Thanks for saying there was a hole fucking brat!" To his surprise he didn't receive a snappy answer. What he did hear where chairs, scraping over the floor. And to his horror he heard clicking guns. He heart stopped for a second when he heard a very familiar voice.
"Well, well, if that isn't my old college Agent Sands…"
Again sorry for the not posting, the bad English and the cliffy. I will try to finish this story before I go on a holyday. Because I think this fic deserves a ending.
Luvzzz Sue-AnneSparrow