Disclaimer: I do not own Sands or anything else from Once Upon A Time In Mexico. I just on Alison.
A/N: I'm back with another fic, only this is my first OUATIM fic, so let's try to be nice, shall we? Anyway, Sands is a really hard person to keep in character but I did my best.
Burden or Blessing
Chapter 1: Reunited
Alison was awoken by the sound of her phone ringing. She opened one sleepy eye and blinked a few times before answering it.
"Hello?" Alison croaked.
"Hey there sugarbutt. How are you?"
Alison knew that voice anywhere. Sands.
"Sands, what the fuck do you want?" She growled.
"Oooh," Sands said. "Bitter."
"Of course," Alison snapped. "You didn't answer my question."
"Were you sleeping?" Sands asked, completely ignoring her last remark.
Alison groaned. So, he hadn't changed a bit. It was just like Sands to ignore questions and change the subject. He still liked to piss people off.
"Yes," she replied through gritted teeth. "I was. So fuck off."
Sands laughed. "Very bitter. But I know better. Don't think I didn't hear that little groan. Just talking to me makes you burn with desire, am I right?"
"Oh yes, Sands," Alison said sarcastically. "I want you so bad."
"No surprise there," Sands said. Alison could practically see him smirking. "I'm irresistible after all."
"Sands what do you want?" Alison asked, impatient.
"Well, I'm in a bit of a jam," Sands said slowly.
"What kind of jam?" Alison asked suspiciously.
"I'm in the hospital," Sands said.
"What? Why?" Alison asked. This must have been big. She knew Sands hated hospitals.
Sand explained his situation in Mexico.
"So, the little bitch took your eyes out, you got shot a few times, you killed her and then the little bubblegum boy took you to the hospital?" Alison asked incredulously.
"Right," came Sands' reply.
"That's pretty fucked up," Alison said, shaking her head. "You seem to be dealing with it pretty well."
"Agent Sands is always calm," Sands said.
"Oh, yes, I forgot," Alison said sarcastically, but instantly turned serious again. "Sands, why are you telling me all this? Why don't you call the CIA?"
"You are the part of the CIA, sugar," Sands said.
"Was part of the CIA," Alison said. "I quit, remember? Seriously Sands, why did you call me?"
Silence.
"Sands?" Alison said. Still silence. "Oh no! You want me to help you!"
"Bingo," came Sands reply.
"Oh no you don't," Alison said, shaking her head. "There's no fucking way! Last time I helped you, fucked up things happened."
"Oh, come on Ally," Sands said. "You can't honestly say you didn't enjoy it."
"Don't call me Ally," Alison said in a low voice. "I hate it."
"I know you do, Ally," Sands said.
"I'm not going to help you, Sands," Alison cried. "You fucking screwed me over!"
"That's in the past Ally," Sands said calmly. "Here, I'll tell you what, sugarbutt. If you help me now, I'll leave you alone forever."
Silence.
Alison thought about it. 'It could work,' she thought. 'I mean, it won't be that hard. All I have to do is help him out for a little while and he'll leave me alone forever.'
"So are you in?" Sands asked.
"Fine," Alison sighed. "I'll help you."
"Good," Sands said.
After getting directions to where he was staying in Mexico, Alison hung up with him. She got up and began shoving some things in to a suitcase. She needed to get on a plane as soon as possible. The sooner she left, the sooner she could come back.
A few hours later, as she sat on a plane, she laughed.
'Shit,' she thought. 'This is going to be one hell of a ride.'
A/N: There's the first chapter for you. This is just something that popped in to my head recently and I have no idea really what's going to happen. I'm just figuring it out along the way. Let me know what you guys think. If you want me to stop, I will just because this story isn't that big a deal to me. It's just for fun. I just hope I can get someone to laugh sometime during this story because of what Sands says. If I can accomplish that, I'll know that I'm on the right track to keeping Sands in character. Remember, review!