I'm back! I'm really excited for this story. I've been working on it for awhile and decided to finally publish it. I worked really hard on this chapter and reviews make me happy. Even a, "nice" would be really appreciated. I just like to know who my followers, if I have any, are. This story will be a little more prolonged than the others have been because I'm wicked busy but I will try to update every Friday. If not, threatening messages are totally appropriate. Much love, comment, and I hope you enjoy. God Bless, Jessy Dalton.

P.S. Yo no los tengo.

Sly Cooper, infamous master thief, scurried onto the rooftop of a mansion in downtown Paris. He had just broken into the house of the most sought after mobster in France and stolen enough evidence to land him in jail for lifetime. "Freeze, Cooper." He heard Carmelita whisper into his ear. He turned around. "Ah, Detective. Looking very beautiful this evening." She was dressed in her new uniform; dark blue legging-like pants, a yellow tank top, and a black leather jacket that Sly outgrew. She loved the way that whenever a breeze swept up, she could smell him, but that's beside the point.

"Save the chit-chat, Cooper." She said playfully. He handed her the manila envelope. "Here's enough evidence to land Damess in jail for a long time." He said, his voice sounded husky in the night and Carmelita seemed to like it.

"Thanks, Beautiful." She told him, leaned forward and kissed his forehead. He smiled his crooked boyish smile he still carried around in his back pocket. She took her hands and placed them on his chest. "It's time for you to run." She whispered. "Let's make it interesting..."

He wrapped his arms around her and the warmth of her body felt nice against his. "How?" He asked. She wondered why his voice sounded so attractive.

"Well I filled my Shock Pistol with blue paint. It looks authentic from far away but it doesn't hurt... as much. You get away then I'll buy dinner tomorrow. And… when I hit you, you'll pay." She smiled and Sly's heart melted a little bit.

"Okay, Gorgeous." He held out his fingers and counted down from five before he sprinted for the alleyway. "Poor Carmelita, she doesn't stand a chance." He whispered with a small chuckle. He jumped on a barrel and climbed onto a fire escape before he disappeared into the night.

"Cooper!" He heard her accented voice echo through the night. "That's what she said!" He yelled back. He heard her beautiful laughter break the silence and he thought, for probably the three hundredth time, that her laugh was the most beautiful sound in the world.

"So, Mon cheri, did you enjoy tonight?" Andy asked as he walked Roxanne up to her front door. The night was breezy and the stars were out. She could see the tower in the distance. Her hair whipped around her face. She held her purse with both her hands and looked him in the eyes. "I had very much fun. Gracias, Chico." She smiled sweetly and he picked up her hand and kissed the back. She giggled and said, "You are such a flirt, Senor."

"And you are such a beautiful woman." He said with a smile as he leaned forward and tucked a strand of hair that was in her face behind her ear. She smiled sweetly.

"I'll see you at the orphanage tomorrow." She leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek but he turned his face to catch her on the lips. The kiss deepened and became passionate. When Roxanne finally pulled away, she whispered. "Tu diablo pequeno."

"Ah, mon cheri, you are just getting to know me." He looked at her behind his gold framed glasses and she could see his green eyes dancing a feisty tango.

"Goodnight, ma belle." He said, saluted and bowed, making Roxanne giggle. He skipped down the walkway, got into his black mustang convertible and drove off. She rummaged through her purse and looked for her keys. The night was very quiet and the hair on the back of her neck rose. She didn't like being in the dark. In fact, she would rather spend a whole day in the sun than half an hour in the moon's light. She heard a soft thump and she whipped her head side to side. She saw no one. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her wrist. Without thinking, she whirled around and punched her attacker right in the stomach. He doubled over and swore. "Sly!" She exclaimed when she realized it was her raccoon friend. "Chico, lo siento!" She put her hand on his back and, after finally opening the door, led him inside.

"Nice to see you too, Princess." He said. She smiled. She loved it when he called her princess. The relationship between them was a very intimate one, even though they had only known each other six months. He was very protective of her and often worried about her. Guys found her very attractive and he didn't want her getting any kind of attention she didn't want.

"Papi, you should've known better to sneak up on someone who used to do the work I did." She said with a small chuckle in her voice. Sly nodded with wide eyes, hoping she would tell him a story. How he loved her stories! He sat down on the kitchen table and she disappeared into her room. She emerged a moment later. She had taken off her heels and earrings and washed her face. "I remember, one night, I was walking back to my hotel room and this man started yelling at me, demanding that I stole some of his money. I assured him I did not take any of his money and he came after me. I flipped him then took my heels off and sprinted to my hotel room. He followed me and started banging on the door. Trisha, who was at least four inches taller than me, went out there and threatened to mess him up if he didn't leave. She said he scampered off like the dog he was." She smiled at Sly who just shook his head. "Some people…" He said. "So how was your date?"

"It was like a major case of de ja vu." She told him after eyeing him for a moment.

"How so?" He asked.

"He reminded me a lot of a friend I have." He said, patting Sly on the shoulder. She pulled out a chair and sat down. Sly started to attempt to braid her hair. "What was he like?" He asked her.

"Oh, papi. He's perfect. He's handsome and he's smart. He speaks french so beautifully in my ear and he calls me the most wonderful things." She pulled away because Sly accidentally yanked her hair. He apologized and resumed his grooming.

"Surely, you're not replacing me, mi cielo?" He teased.

Roxanne giggled, "I think that's what it looks like."

They both laughed and Sly checked his watch. She wandered over to the kitchen and started to do dishes. Sly rolled up his sleeves and started to help.

"How's the orphanage going?" He asked her.

"Amazing!" She said as she dried a plate. "That's actually where I met this boy. The little kids are so cute! I'm in charge of story time and every day I tell them a tale of yours."

"Is that so?" Sly said with a laugh.

"Yes. Their favorite one is when you saved Madame Yuri from the thugs at the fashion show."

"Ah... That was one crazy night." He said. Their conversation drifted from various subjects until they finished the dishes.

Checking his watching, Sly said, "Damn, it's late. I better go." He started to walk away when Roxanne stopped him. "Papi, why did you come here?"

He looked her in the eyes and said, "Just making sure you're okay."

She smiled appreciatively and watched as he walked out the door. He jumped into the darkness and didn't emerge until he got back to the gas station.

"How do I look?" Carmelita said as she twirled around. She was wearing a yellow and pink sun dress and white peep toe heels. "Beautiful, as usual." Sly told her. He was sitting on the couch, watching Chuck. Carmelita scurried around adjusting last minute details. "I can't wait to meet him!" She told the raccoon.

"What's his name? Andy?" Sly asked her. His attention now rested on her as she tried to fix the curtains but she wasn't tall enough. She was so beautiful and he thought that every single time he looked at her. She had him mesmerized, like she was a curse he didn't want to be rid of. He walked over to her and fixed the curtain for her. He was a few inches taller. She put her hands on his hips and kissed him. "Thanks, ringtail."

"No problem, Detective." They kissed again and Sly pulled Carmelita against him. She could feel his heart beat fast and she smiled as she kissed him. The moment was interrupted, however, when they heard the doorbell ring. Carmelita ran to the table and hurriedly started to straighten things. "Get that, please, Sweetie."

"Only 'cause you called me sweetie." Sly responded and opened the door.

Roxanne walked in and gave Sly a big hug and a peck on the cheek. "Sly!" She said. "I missed you, Princess." He said as he linked arms with her. Before he could remember she brought a date, he heard a man's voice say, "Sly Cooper?" He pulled away and saw someone he never thought he'd see again.