Rescue Me! - OUATIM RP

[captsparrowslady]

Plot line: Post Movie, Sands lost his eyes, and is currently bleeding against a wall. Sands, having resigned himself to just die leaning against the wall with the chiclet boy standing there, never expected to be rescued. He especially never expected to be rescued by a beautiful woman.

Who is this woman? Was she sent by the CIA? Is she just a concerned citizen? Why hadn't the CIA sent backup when he requested it? Did the CIA burn him on purpose? Why hadn't the humint (human intelligence) on Ajedrez said that she was f*cking (ooh there's Sands' potty mouth. lol.) Barillo's daughter? All question Sands was just dying to know the answer to.

Prologue:

Sands knew he was loosing a lot of blood as he leaned against the wall of some old brick building in Culiacan. As far as Sand's was concerned it was the butt crack of Mexico... possibly the world. Jorge had long since walked away and the chiclet boy was still standing there looking at him.

"Usted necesita ir al hospital, señor. Puedo llamar para un taxi." The little boy said as he watched the fallen CIA Agent as blood seeped through his clothes where he had been shot and as blood seeped from under his sunglasses and down his face, his glasses hiding the horror that lie beneath.

"No... No hospitals... too many questions. Run along, I'm sure your family is wondering where you are. So fuck off." Sands said wincing when he tried to move his arm to shoo the boy away from him.

The CIA had left him in Mexico to get burned, to be left hanging out with his dick flapping in the wind... to have his fucking eyes drilled out of his head... to be terminated. He knew the boy was right, he needed medical attention but they asked too many questions at hospitals, like how all this happened. Unable to stand any longer, Sands slid down to the cobble stoned ground below, his knees pulled up in front of him.

Just as he leaned his head back, ready to give in and just die, he heard a clicking of heeled shoes on the cobblestone approaching him and the boy. Pulling one of the semi automatics from his shoulder holster with his good arm, he aimed the gun at the sound of the clicking heels.

"Who the fuck are you? And you better answer me quickly and truthfully there sugar-butt, or my trigger finger might just find an itch just dying to pump you full of holes, Savvy?" Sands threatened as, who he was sure was a woman, stopped about a foot or two away from where he was seated.

[Lauren]

"Oh great," Selina Crane stopped and rolled her eyes. "If you're going to shoot me, please just shoot me, if not, it's been a long day and I just want to go back to my hotel and go to bed," This is just what she needed, another freak with a gun in the pits of Mexico. Why had she chosen here of all places to go on holiday?

[captsparrowslady]

Sands cocked his head, his ear towards the woman as she spoke. Clearly she was English. Figures it wouldn't be somebody from the CIA... or the cartel to put him out of his misery and just kill him. Sands holstered his gun before speaking.

"I don't have the strength to hide your body if I did kill you, sugarbutt, so really it'll do me no good to shoot you. But ah... fuckin'..." Sands' hissed, as pain shot across his head, centered where his eyes once were, "If you didn't notice, I'm not exactly having a good day." Sands gestured to his face, "Think you could do me a favor and help me out here. I don't exactly think the boy, if he's still here, could support my weight seeing..." Sands sneered at the word, but continued, "Seeing as he's half my height and I could probably bench press his weight... that is when I'm not riddled with bullets. So, what do you say sugarbutt, Willing to lend a hand... be my eyes for me, temporarily of course."

[Lauren]

She'd been so focused on the gun in his hands she hadnt noticed the blood streaming down his face. She grimanced and stepped towards him.
"I will if you stop calling me sugarbutt, it's demeaning," Selina knelt down beside him. "What happened to you anyway?" She took him hand and attempted to pull him to his feet.

[captsparrowslady]

Sands put one hand on the wall behind him and gripped her forearm with the other and pulled himself up with much effort and pain. Once in a semi standing position, Sands leaned on her heavily.

"I had only seen too much, nothing so horrible that warrented death... I had only seen too much." Sands laughed sardonically, "You wouldn't happen to know how to remove bullets and stitch up wounds would you?" Sands asked knowing the answer was probably no.

[Lauren]

"Afraid not," She pulled his arm around her shoulder to spread his weight. "There's a first aid kit in my hotel room but thats about the extent of it. We need to get you to a doctor," She put her arm around his waist, letting him lean on her as she started to walk him down the street.

[captsparrowslady]

"Before we get too far from this lovely wall, can you check something for me cause I'm not exactly in the best of shape to just skip on over and see for myself." Sands smirked, "Do you see a mexican woman on the ground dressed, I'm guessing, in black? I want you to take a gun, go over to her, and make sure she's dead. I shot her already, but I couldn't exactly see if she actually died." Sands said leaning back against the wall, flipping the safty off one of the semi automatics as he handed it to her.

[Lauren]

Selina slowly took the gun from him as she watched his face, suddenly realising this guy wasnt just a nut, he was actually dangerous.
She shook herself out of her thoughts and slowly approached the body on the floor. She nudged her with the tip of her foot and when she didnt move, knelt down beside her and felt for a pulse.
She stood up again, taking the girls gun and putting in her own belt just incase the blind guy tried anything and then walked back to him.
"She's dead," Selina said blandly, shoving his gun back in his hand. "Lets get you to a doctor."

[captsparrowslady]

Sands pushed off the wall and leaned back onto her, letting her support most of his weight. "No hospitals though... they ask too many questions I don't feel like answering..." He said as they began to move.

[Lauren]

Selina stopped walked suddenly. "You have to go to a hospital. I cant look after you and I dont know anywhere else that can. Besides, why do you care about them asking questions, it's not your fault they ripped your eyes out, is it?" She asked, trying to know as much about him as possible so she wouldnt end up with her back to the wall and a gun to her head.