Bentley sat at his computer, Sylvester's ID card on the screen. He typed in a sort code and watched as the blurred ink on the card was erased to revel the name. Then he looked at the photo bit closer Bentley gasped. Then he shook his head. "there's no way….besides most raccoons look the same….Sly had a bit more silver to him though….God buddy you were our leader….despite what Dr.M said you were the glue that kept us together…..we need you…you were the closest thing to a brother me and Murray had….damn it why did you have to go and get killed." He thought. He typed in a second code and looked up and fingerprint matches on file. As the program ran Bentley sat deep in thought. What Dimitri had said earlier had gotten him thinking. Suddenly the computer sounded an alarm stating it had found a match. Bentley felt his jaw drop when he saw who the mysterious Sylvester really identity was.
"SLY."
Carmelita sat in her apartment eating her breakfast when her phone rang. It was Bentley and he sounded panicked.
"Carmelita…You got to get over here with Sylvester Pronto…you're not going to believe this…" He gasped over the phone.
"Bentley calm down before you give yourself an asthma attack. We'll be right over." Carmelita said. She hung up the phone and went over to Sylvester's apartment. She gently rapped on the door. Sylvester came to the door in his night shirt and a pair of grey sweat pants. He yawned.
"Carmelita….you know I'm partly nocturnal right….it is way too early for me to be up….something wrong?" he asked.
"No…Bentley said he wanted both of us back at Interpol…. Uh…but do yourself a favor on put on a shirt that fits….you look like your sick…" she said.
Sylvester yawned and went into his bed room. After a few minutes he came out wearing a blue tee shirt. It was a bit tight on him from where his well toned chest and abdomen stood out. Carmelita did all she could to keep her mouth from dropping. Sylvester caught her stare and grinned in a confused manner.
"Uh……is everything okay? Your kind of staring at me….like that lady down the hall does….it's kind of creepy." He commented. Carmelita blushed and coughed.
"Come on lets go."
"Alright Bentley what's the big emergency?" Carmelita asked the turtle.
"You're not gonna believe this….Take a look at Sylvester's finger prints I pulled off his ID…now take a look at these….look similar." He asked as he gave her the papers that held both sets of prints.
"Their identical…..so…who is he?"
"Take a wild guess….his name is on every wanted poster in your office."
"You mean…….it's …….he's…alive?" Carmelita stammered. Bentley nodded with a smile. Carmelita turned around and shot out of the room to where Sylvester sat. She hugged him around his neck and planted a kiss on his cheek. The other s cheered and clapped. They were all happy to see their leader back in action.
"What the…."
"You're alive….I can't believe." Carmelita cried her voice cracking.
"Uh…I'm confused……"
Carmelita took him by his paw and led him back to the office.
"We know your real name……..Your Sly Cooper…..You were supposed to be dead….but you're not…your okay." She said. She hugged him again and held him tight. Sly, both confused about her sudden attachment, and loving it at the same time, coughed.
"Uh…..could you please explain what is going on……and why every ones crying." He asked.
Carmelita sat him down and told him about everything that had happened. Sly listened intently. His skull was hurting but he felt some of the lost memories retuned bit by bit as she told him about everything...He sat there stunned.
"I can't believe that a cop would try to kill me……I just don't get it…..how did I survive if I can't swim?"
"We don't know…..and personally I don't care…I'm just glad your back ringtail." She whispered softly. She kissed his cheek again and he blushed. They heard a gagging noise come from Ash. She thought the display was highly inappropriate for public display. They paid her no attention and carried on. After a while Inspector Barkly came down. He congratulated everyone on their efforts and told Carmelita to take special care of Sly. Soon, Carmelita, with Sly beside her walked to her car. She planned on spending her lost quality time with him. Her ex Daemon saw them. His eyes widened. "How's that possible? He's supposed to be dead……I'll kill that damn coon…..Carmelita IS MINE." He thought. Carmelita drove sly back to his apartment where they sat on his couch. She soon began to kiss his face in earnest, trying to let him know just how much she loved him. Finally Sly asked her the question she had been trying to avoid. He remembered her kissing her ex, and he was still a bit confused.
"Soooo……what happened to that guy I saw you kissing?" he asked, a slightly jealous tone to his voice.
"I dumped him after I saw you on the rooftop……I'm so sorry for hurting you..I'm sorry I didn't realize how much you cared for me sooner. We could have avoided all this……I missed you so much…." She said, tears coming to her eyes. Sly smiled and held her close, wincing as she got near the gunshot wound. She sighed and leaned into his chest. Sly blushed and felt his heart pick up its pace.
"Boy I need to get shot more often." He said. Carmelita looked him in the eye and whispered.
"Don't even think about it…losing you once was bad enough…don't make me go through it again." Sly nodded and, in a bold move kissed her on her mouth. She smiled and pulled him closer. Carmelita grinned. She was going to enjoy this.
