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Saving Grace	By : PiratesWench Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time In Mexico Views: 3176 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Grace placed her collect call to
Washington and, after several redirections, finally spoke to Sands� superior.

�This is
Harold Rawlings,� he said in a slightly agitated tone.

�Wonderful,�
Grace said sarcastically.

�Pardon
me?�

�Sorry,
sir,� she said quickly. �Um, I don�t
really know how to go about this, but my name is Grace Milano. I�m in Mexico and I sort of brought one of
your agents to the hospital.�

�Would that
agent happen to be Agent Sands?�

�Uh,
yeah.� She heard the man sigh heavily
on the other end. �Bit of a nuisance,
is he?�

�That�s why
he�s down there and not up here.� The
man was quite candid � which surprised Grace immensely. �What happened to him?�

�I�m not
exactly sure of all of the details, sir.� She told him how she found him and about his current �condition.�

�Ms.
Milano, may I call you back?�

�Well, I
wasn�t planning on staying here��

�The
government can make it worth your while if you do.�

�Huh?�

�Remain at
that hospital and I will call you back within the hour.�

She
sighed. �All right.� Both hung up and Grace went back to Sands�
room. She smiled as she said, �I don�t
think they like you too much.�

�I�m
perfectly aware of that,� Sands spat.
�But I have free reign down here, so I don�t really give a fuck.�

�Hey, the
language.�

�Why aren�t
you gone, hm?�

�I have to
baby-sit you for an hour. Your boss
requested it.�

�Wonderful.�

It was only
then that she realized Pel� was gone.
�Um, where�d Pel� go?�

�I sent him
home. I don�t need a kid hangin� around
me.�

p clp class=MsoNormal> �You�re not
exactly the greatest role model anyway,� she replied.

�What�s
your problem, lady?�

�My problem? I�m helping an ungrateful bastard when I�m
supposed to be on vacation.�

�Who the
hell goes on a vacation alone?�

�Nobody.�

�So where
is he?�

�Not a he,
a she��

�Ooo,
kinky,� Sands interrupted.

�Bite
me. It�s not like that and it�s none of
your business.�

Sands
sighed. �Well, you have to tell me something
about yourself � you know things about me.�

�I�m not
obligated to tell you anything. You>You are
the single most agitating man I�ve ever met and it�s hard to feel bad for you
in the slightest.�

�I didn�t
ask for pity.�

�Well,
good, �cause you�re not getting any.�

�Ms.
Milano?� the doctor said, entering the room.
She turned. �There is a phone
call for you.�

�Thank
God.� She left roo room swiftly. �Hello?� she said, holding the receiver
tightly.

�Ms.
Milano, Harold Rawlings again, I�ve a proposition for you.�

Oh,
already not liking how this sounds.
�Um, O.K.�

�We don�t
have the manpower to take care of this situation at the moment, but we will by
the end of the week. We are prepared to
pay you if you can, well, keep an eye on him for the week.�

�Uh, look,
I�ve been around this guy for a couple of hours and��

�He�s very
hard to cope with, I know, but given his condition, he shouldn�t be a��

�Is this
even legal? I mean, paying someone to
watch over an agent?�

�We will arrange
for you to get to a larger, more civilized city, make more than suitable hotel
arrangements, and pay you ten thousand dollars.�

�Are we
talking American money?�

�Of
course.�

�Is this
guy psychotic or something? I mean, why
on earth��

�Miss
Milano, Agent Sands is good at what he does, well, at least he was � we
need to de hde how to go about things with him now. This is a very generous offer, but should you wish to pass��

�I don�t,�
she blurted. I don�t? Hell, money�s money, right? I can handle him for a week�I think.

�Wonderful. Your things will be moved from your hotel
and transportation will be provided at the time of Agent Sands� discharge.�

�My
things? How do you know where��

�Thank you,
Ms. Milano.� The line went dead.

�This is
somewhat creepy,� she said to herself.
�But it does make up for getting screwed over by Cassie.� She walked back into Sands� room, an
arrogant smile on her face.

�My boss?�
he asked.

�Hm
mm. I�ve got good news�really
good news�and news from hell. What�ll
it be?�

�Trying to
be cute?�

�Nah, just
trying to make this situation a bit more bearable.�

�Fine, the
�news from hell� first.�

�I�m in
charge of you for the next week.�

�What?!� Sands was immediately upset by this newfound
information. �You�re fucking kidding
me!�

�Hey, I�m
not much happier about it�well, that�s a big fat lie, actually. See, the really good news is that I�m
getting paid for it.�

�Lazy ass
bastards can�t come down here and get me�I can�t believe they stuck me
with�paid? You�re getting paid?�

�Ten
grand,� Grace said smugly. �And now
that I think about it, aside from that mouth of yours, how bad can you be?�

�I�ve
controlled more downfalls than��

�Which
brings up another point. I don�t think
they want you staying here. I�m going
to go out on a limb and assume that you seriously pissed off a lot of people.�

Sands
shrank back into his pillow a bit. �Set
�em up, watch �em fall. That�s how I
keep the order here.�
�Well, from
the looks of it, you didn�t �keep the order� too well today. What did you do to lose your�� Grace felt an instant stab of guilt from
what she almost said so nonchalantly.
Sure, he wasn�t the most congenial person she�d ever met � but nobody
deserved to have their eyes removed from their head. �Sorry,� she said softly.

�I trusted
the wrong woman,� Sands said, his tone not changing. �So why the hell should I trust some chick off the street?�

Grace�s
temper flared. �Hey, you make it sound
like I�m some sort of�Remember, I could have left you there!�

�Yeah,
well, maybe I could�ve had a nice slow death.�

Grace took
a deep breath, then took a piece of gum from her purse �I�m going to enjoy my upgraded vacation,
despite the fact that I�m going to have to listen to�hmm�they didn�t say
anything about not being allowed to gag you.�

Sands
laughed. Her thoughts rivaled his
own. Had he been in this situation, he
would have been thinking the same things.
�You ever screw a blind guy before?�

Grace
nearly choked on her gum. �Excuse me?�

�I�m
willing tt yot you�re doing your best not to smile.�

Grace
blushed. How�d he know that? �Conceited much?�

�I also bet
I broke through some of the tension.�
He straightened himself up a bit.
�I have to spend the next seven days with you, right?�

�Seems to
be the case.�

�Well, I
might not have enough insults for a hundred sixty-eight hours without repeating
myself, so what do you say we cool it for a bit, savvy?�
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