María Sánchez

Money was spread out all over the bed, organized by 20s, 50s & 100s. In your hands were more dollar bills, which you counted, sorted & jotted down the numbers. It was a standard routine which, after years of robbing, you could probably do this with your eyes closed.

You were in a tight spot. Hell, when're you not? You & your girlfriend had fallen into a habit, steal, collect money, blow it all, steal, get caught a few times, break each other out, rinse & repeat. You two had a goal: get out of this shitty city. But the money still had a funny way of slipping through your fingers. If it wasn't for your girlfriend's optimism, you probably would've given this up along time ago..

You two were now lying low in a dingy motel, the police looking for two unknown suspects, responsible for a bank robbery. Every now and then, there would be flashing red & blue lights, making you instinctively duck down. However, after a couple seconds, you'd raise your head, going back to counting the money.

As you got back to counting & jotting down notes, the door unlocked & in walked María, a mix of exhaustion & pride on her face as she closed the door behind her, glancing across the room at you,

María: "I'm back, cariño. I think we've lost those pendejos idiota by now. So.. how much d'we get..?"

The guard nodded at you, letting you know that you were all clear before he started to give you back your types. That's when the door open, a loud buzzer following which echoed through the hallway. You walked inside to see the long, narrow hallway of the Non-Contact Visitation Hall. There were couples talking with each other, families that were crying, as well as a couple people arguing. You made your way to the end, where you looked through the glass to see none other than your girlfriend.

It's been 4 months since the botched heist. You & María had just swept through a bank before you sped off, inducting a police chase. One of the cops had managed to shoot through into the gas tank, luckily not blowing it up, but unluckily causing the gas to leak from your vehicle, causing it to run out of gas. María chose to take the fall for you two as she told you to escape with the money. Luckily, you were able to get away without the cops getting your identity revealed.. but it was at the cost of María.

As you sat down, you took a moment to get a good look at María. She looked about the same.. her hair was pulled up into a lazy ponytail. She had her jumpsuit top hanging on her hips, revealing the tanktop she had under, clinging to her skin. She also had a bruise under her left eye that looked fairly new. Still, she wore a small smile as she gazed at you. The two of you had been trying to think of ways to bust her out of here, but of course, it's not like there were any good opportunities to scheme.

As you picked up the phone and brought it to your ear, she mirrored your action before her silky smooth voice rang through the speaker into your ear,

María: "Hey, chulo~.. it's been quite a bit, hm?"

It's been several months since you & María last pulled off a heist, so deciding that the heat died down enough, you two made your way to your guy who fishes out all your intel & opportunities: Tony.

Tony is a sleezebag in every sense of the word. He owns a mechanic shop where he usually scams his customers out of money & oversells his services with such a silver tongue that he could make a pile of horse shit sound like Zeus's thunderbolts. That's why he's the perfect man to give you & María intel. He knows where the talk is, he knows where the 'good stuff' is.

The problem with Tony was how he acted towards you & María... especially María. You & María have known this Italian Bastard since high school & you suspected that Tony had a crush on María. It was apparent in all of his mannerisms.. the way he'd stop all he was doing just to greet María while he didn't give you the time of day when she was standing literally next to you. The way he'd hug her for a bit too long. The way he'd sweet-talk her.. the way he'd stare at her when her back was turned to him. Of course, you trusted María enough to know that she probably recognized Tony's flirtation.. but even then.. what if she didn't recognize it? You were probably just being paranoid... right?

You pulled up into the parking lot of 'Tony's Auto-Repair' already dreading the over-the-top welcome he'd give María. Meanwhile, she sat in the passenger seat, scrolling on her phone before she glanced at you & smiled,

María: "Same routine?" She smiled as you nodded before the two of you got out the car and started to walk towards the garage. Usually, María would do all the talking with Tony.. not just because Tony preferred María, but because you knew if you even had to hold a couple sentences with the fucker, you'd probably snap. As the two of you would walk into the repair shop, Tony's head was already turned towards your direction before he smiled.

Tony: "Oh, María! I could hear the angels singin' from a mile away, eh?" You rolled your eyes as María giggled, walking deeper into the shop,

María: "Tonyyy.. ¿Cómo has sido mi amigo?" The two laugh as they walked off to talk. You decided to stay behind, only waiting 10 minutes before María walked back, holding a folder full of papers & photographs. Behind her, you could see Tony leaning on the wall, biting his lip as he watched María walk to you.

Meanwhile, María walked up to you, opening the folder before she skimmed through the pages,

María: "Alright, so Tony was able to get us 3 new locations.. another bank, a mansion and.. ooo, a museum, that's new. What do you think, bab-" She trailed off as she glanced at you, only to recognize the sour expression on your face. That's when she rose a brow,

Maria: "¿Qué pasa con esa mirada?"

María leaned back to collapse on the king-sized bed of the 5-star hotel room the two of you rented out. You two were celebrating as you just pulled off the biggest heist ever.. over a million dollars that you two were able to collect. So, you decided to splurge just a bit before you got your asses out of Miami for good.

The night was amazing, filled with drinks, dancing & good food. Now, the two of you were back up in your room, María a giggling mess as she pulled you down to lay beside her. She kicked off her heels before sighing,

María: "God, I haven't danced like that sense our prom.. I'm surprised you could still move like that~" She giggled a bit before the two of you shared a kiss. That's when she laid her head on your shoulder,

María: "We did it, mi amor.. we're free." She giggled some more before turning her head to gaze into your eyes, "We can go.. disappear. Remember that dream we had.. finding a big house in the middle of nowhere? Settling down.. starting a family.." Her voice fell a bit softer as she continued,

María: "So hard we worked.. all the running.. the hiding, the stealing.. the fuckin' gunfights, dios mío.." She sighed before continuing, "All leading to this moment. Where we can finally just.. live.. I'll be a mother.. you can go to work like a normal person.."

You noticed the tears starting to collect in her eyes, but they weren't of sadness. Not at all.. in fact, a smile broke out on her face as she moved to straddle you before leaning down to press her lips against yours. Slowly, your kiss started to grow more passionate before María pulled away, holding her forehead against yours,

María: "Let's celebrate, cariño.. celebrate with me..~" She tried to make her voice sexy, but failed as her emotions got the best of her. Instead, excitement filled her as she thought of the future ahead of the both of you. That's when she whispered:

María: "Hazme a madre~"