A/N: I'm really sorry it's been so long, guys! I know this isn't an excuse, but I've been focusing a lot on my other story 'Angelic Saviors'. Also, I need to apologize for the piece of crap that was the last chapter. I'm not focusing enough when I write this so I always forget he's blind! I know, it's horrible! But don't worry, it'll get better now. Many thanks to:

Koyuki 14: Yes, ouch indeed! Hey, that is pretty funny! As I mentioned, my writing of late has had many flaws in it but this one's going to be better! I can't believe you still haven't seen it, go see it NOW!

Chapter 9: Waiting

Sands paced back and forth along the ratty and dusty room of the cheap motel. He took another sip of his drink. He didn't know what kind of alcohol was in it but it was strong and that's what he needed at the moment.

It was five in the morning, four hours since he had reluctantly given up his search for Alison. He had wanted to continue but the firm police officers on the case had forced him to get a room at a motel and had ordered him to get some sleep. Sands had cursed and yelled but eventually gave in out of sheer exhaustion. He knew defeat when he saw, or in his case, heard it.

Sands hated how useless he had become. He used to be the best officer in the whole fucking CIA, now he couldn't even track down the person he loved most in the world. He had been ordered to bed like some disobedient child and there was nothing he could do. How was he supposed to find Alison on his own? This place was unfamiliar to him and without the guidance of the police officers, he couldn't find his way around nearly as fast as he needed to.

Sands fumbled in his pocket for a cigarette and quickly lit it, taking a deep drag. He needed to find Alison and it needed to be now. She was in more danger than she could ever possibly imagine if she was in the hands of who Sands thought she was. Fuck thought, Sands knew who had her. Adrianna. He was positive it was her. He could smell that woman a mile away, the scent of expensive perfume and cruelty. He could hear the sharp smack of her tall, shiny boots, the bang of her custom made handgun. She was a terribly lethal woman and she had Alison. Sands found it difficult to breathe every time he thought of that. He needed to find her.

Alison awoke with a groan. Her stomach didn't hurt as sharply as before, but it was throbbing dully. She blinked a few times and found herself on a cot in a small, dingy room. She began to feel pinpricks of fear. Where the hell was she? And where was Sands?

"Do not fear, you are safe."

Alison's head snapped to the side. A tall and familiar redheaded woman stood beside her bed with a faint smirk on her face. Alison hadn't even heard her come through the door.

"Who are you?" Alison asked, suddenly feeling no fear.

"My name is Adrianna Collins," said the redhead.

"You're Adrianna Collins?" gasped Alison. She took a good look at the woman. She had long auburn hair, a classically beautiful face and very fit body. She wore an elegantly designed shirt and equally classy skirt that flowed down to her knees. Only a small portion of the smooth skin of her legs was exposed before her tall, shiny black boots began.

"I take it Agent Sands has told you about me," smirked Adrianna and continued after Alison nodded. "I must apologize for shooting you, please do not take it personally. It is not you who I am after."

"It's Sands you want," murmured Alison but Adrianna heard her and nodded.

"Indeed," she said. "I have a bit of a… history with him."

"So I've heard," said Alison. "What happened anyway?"

"We used to date," explained Adrianna. "I will not lie, I am not the most law abiding person in the world. So, when Sands decided to call his CIA buddies on me, let's just say I found myself in a rather tight situation I only narrowly escaped."

Alison nodded. She understood the feeling. "So, where am I?"

"Safe," repeated Adrianna. "That is all the information you require."

"But-"

"I suggest you make yourself comfortable," interrupted Adrianna, walking towards the door. "Because now, we wait."

A/N: I know it's really short and not very exciting, but it's leading up to some huge events. Review!