Bandits and Whiskey

Hannah tossed her a pair of pants and then got comfortable on the sand. She glanced around for some kind of alcohol.

Willow slipped them on then tossed her the bottle of whiskey that she and Colin had been drinking from.

Hannah drank from it deeply. The warmth that coursed her body made her cough.

"Slow down." Timothy snapped at her, "You're making the pain worse!"

"Here." Willow had heated a few damp towels over the fire. She lifted her half sister's shirt gently and passed them over the bindings. "Too hot?"

Hannah shook her head. Timothy and Colin looked a little shocked at the exchange.

Timothy knew they were sisters. But he didn't know if Hannah knew. He looked at Colin again, who shrugged.

"Wake the men." Colin told Timothy and he nodded.

Colin helped Willow up, "Thanks." She said.

"About last night..."

"Yeah, it was a mistake. I know. No big deal." She cut him off.

Timothy woke everyone but Bernardo. Bernardo had always made it very clear that unless it was very important, he didn't need to be woken up.

*&*

Colin's eyes narrowed, "You think so?"

"Always is with me and you." She shrugged.

Colin frowned, "Hm."

"Whatever. I don't see why you're so-"

He grabbed her wrist, "Not paying you for an attitude remember?"

"Good to know you're back to normal." Willow hissed.

Colin shrugged, "When you and Hannah go bathe, Tim and I will be around to make sure you're safe."

"Fine." Was all she said. She thought about just leaving tonight.

The men went first, and then afterwards, Hannah and Willow went. Timothy kept Colin far enough away so they could be comfortably undressed in the springs.

"I slept with Willow." Colin said.

"Nothing new." Timothy shrugged.

"It was different." He insisted.

Timothy stared at Colin, "You pay her. It's not different."

"She won't stick around if I don't...."

"Try being NICE!" Timothy rolled his eyes.

"Oooo. So be pussy-whipped like you are with Jade?" Colin snapped angrily.

Timothy laughed, "Calm down. And yes."

*&*

Hannah sighed as she sank into the water. It made her ribs ache just a littleless.

"I'll never be like that." Colin said.

"Then you'll never really have Willow." Tim shrugged, "Dude at least lighten up she's a girl, you leave bruises!"

*&*

Willow smiled slightly as she got in. She was sore.

Colin stared at Timothy, "What the fuck. You have never given a shit before. Is it because you're fucking her little whore sister that you think that?" Colin glared at his best friend. Tim's hand clenched into a fist.

"Colin, back the fuck off or I am going to hurt you." Timothy snapped angrily.

*&*

"Hannah....do you know that I am your sister?" Willow asked suddenly. Hannah opened one of her eyes.

"Yes." She said simply, "And I would much rather claim you as my sister than have you be a 'bastard'."

Willow frowned, "My mother was a wonderful woman. A good lady."

Hannah smiled, "My father has fooled around. With a lot of women. Most of them good ladies. You're not my only bastard sibling. Just the only one I like."

"Jesus. Could you at least not be so cynical?" Willow snapped.

Hannah giggled, "Willow, you're better than my father. Your mother was better than him. Just stop. You're my sister. I've always know. I've always love you. Daddy sucks."

"Funny you call Hannah a whore when you're the one paying for it from Willow." Tim added.

"You're a dick." Colin snapped.

Arnold walked over, "Boys calm down."

*&*

Willow sighed, "I've gotten by just fine without your family. I don't want everyone to know where I came from, just wanted you to know."

The best friends glared at one another for a moment.

"Do you two fucking realize that your hands are on your guns?" Arnold snapped, "You've gone through life together and you're going to shoot each other over a couple of broads?"

&*&

Hannah smiled, "Well, I wish no one knew that I was his daughter too."

"He's right." Colin took a deep breath.

"Course he is." Timothy calmed down as well.

*&*

"Hannah, you've had a very comfortable life." Was all Willow muttered.

They shared a manly hug.

&*&

Hannah rolled her eyes, "I know this. But it isn't as easy as everyone believes. Remember all those bruises and black eyes? From my dad. He beat the shit out of me ALL THE TIME."

"I think the girls are fighting." Timothy muttered.

*&*

"Hannah, I sleep with men to pay my rent, have since I was fifteen. I've been starved, beaten, raped, slept on the street you name it. Please I don't want to hear it. I am very sorry our father beat you, I really am though." She loved her sister but she had a tough life while Hannah grew up in luxury.

They all hushed to listen.

*&*

She nodded, "You know, you don't have to do that anymore. Colin can fuck off."