Chapter four! Reviews pwease :3

Sly woke up to Carmelita moaning from the bathroom early Sunday morning.

"Baby, are you okay?" He asked as he opened their bathroom door. He walked in to find Carmelita, hunched over the toilet, heaving. He walked over to her and rubbed her back gently as she finsihed. She sat back and leaned against the wall. She gave him a faint smile and said, "Sly go back to bed, I'm okay. It's just the pregnancy." She gave him a reassurring smile, but Sly sat down next to her.

"No."

"Trust me, I'm fine. I feel bad that I'm keeping you up."

"Carm, don't. I want to be here in your time of need. Whenever you feel ready I'll help you back to bed." Sly smiled at her as she smirked back. She felt another wave a nausea and lurched over to the toilet again. This happened once more, and Sly helped his wife back to bed. By this time it was about 7:30. Carmelita hugged her pillow and thanked him for being with her.

"Of course, I'm going to be here for you throught your whole pregnancy, alright. Should I call work...?" Sly asked her as he snuggled into bed next to her. She sighed and put her head on his chest as she caressed her cheek.

"Oh, I don't know...I feel like shit."

"I think you should just relax today. You had a hard morning."

"Yeah, I am. I'm going to go call them now, okay?" She got up from the bed and called work saying she wasn't going in today. After she hung up, she went back into bed. Carmelita immediantly fell asleep, whereas Sly couldn't go back to sleep. The whole situation is starting to become a reality, but he still needed to find Mugshot. After tossing and turning for half an hour, Sly got up and went into the livingroom to watch the early morning news. Nothing special, nor important. Like usual. He desperatly wanted news about Mugshot being arrested again for something, but he knew that wasn't going to happen unless he was doing it. He remembered he had to give Bentley a call, and stepped out onto the balcony to call him.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bentley. It's Sly."

"Hey Sly, did you tell Carmelita?" Bentley wastes no time in getting to the point.

"Yeah I did. And she took it great. She wasn't mad, it was almost as if she was happy or something." Sly thought again to that day, one of the greatest days of his life. Finding out about the new baby, and finally coming clean to his beautiful wife.

"Well..that's great! Have you told her about Mugshot, too?"

"Yeah, and she was a little alarmed, I could tell. She wants to help."

"Sly, the only thing she can do is let you come here, with us." Bentley seemed hesitant, as for all he was asking for Sly to leave his growing family; that could be tough.

"Bentley, I really don't want to leave them. What if Mugshot attacks the apartment? What if he takes out Carmelita just like he did my father? I can't let that happen. I think i need to be here with them." Sly's jaw clenched as he remembered the day his mother and father were attacked by the Fiendish Five, which included Mugshot.

"You do have a point...But we really need you here. This is going to be just like the old times, and you're going to be very involved in this so we can pull it off safely." Sly sighed and stared off into the city of Venice. He can't leave his family, especially now that Carmelita is suffering through the first term of the pregnancy.

"Bentley, I think I'm going to need to talk that over with Carmelita. I can't make this decision on my own..." Sly choked out.

"I understand, take your time. Get back to me as soon as possible, okay?" Sly assured Bentley that he would, and they left it at that. Sly put his phone on the coffee table and leaned back onto the chair. He didn't know what to do with himself, so he decided to make pancakes for his family. He was facing the stove when he felt two gentle arms come across his chest. Carmelita hugged him tight and thanked him again for staying up with her

"Well, it's not like I was going to let you do that by yourself when you obviously needed me. You up for pancakes?" Sly handed her a plate of the first two pancakes he made, but she denied them. "I'm still feeling a little queesy," She claimed. Sly sighed and resumed flipping the pancakes. Carmelita went to check up on Ben, and came back within a few minutes. She sat down at the table and watched Sly. She sort of got lost in her thoughts. She was completely in love with him. He was a great husband, a great dad, and a great Constable. He literally had no flaws. She wouldn't even count the fake amnesia as a flaw. That showed her that he really cared for her, and that made her blush.

"Carm, we need to talk about something really, really important." Sly told her as he sat down at the table with his plate full of pancakes. "I talked to Bentley today, and he said in order to get Mugshot...I'd...I'd need to stay with them for a certain amount of time."

"What? Why? You don't need to live with them. You can work stuff out here, can't you?" Carmelita's looked anxious as she stared into Sly's brown eyes. It pained Sly to see Carmelita hurt like this, but he didn't know what to do.

"That's what I thought, but Bentley pointed out to me that we're going to have to go at this like we used to. And that would involve the whole gang being there..." Sly breathed a big sigh and put his head in his hands. There was a brief silence until Carmelita spoke again.

"Do you want to leave us, Sly?" Sly looked up at her in disbelief. How could she even think that? Why would he want to leave them?

"No, of course not! That's why we're having this discussion, Carm. I don't want to leave you guys, but I need to keep you safe from this...this... criminal!" Carmelita crossed her arms and stared off into a distance. Sly got up and went over to her. He kneeled down on the floor infront of her and turned her to him. Unfolding her arms, he took her hands. "Look, I don't want to leave you guys. I don't want you to go unprotected, either. But Mugshot needs to be stopped, and I think the only way is for me to...leave?"

"Sly, you can't leave me now! I'm hormonal and sick and you know the first trimester is the worst and I need you and your support and I just can't do it without you..." Tears started welling up in her eyes. To Sly, this really wasn't something to get upset about. But then, he remembered that she is pregnant. He squeezed her hands and made her look into his eyes.

"Look, I know we can work this out. I could take a break from work, start going over to the Safehouse during the day and come back at night. I know this can work out, it has to."

Carmelita sniffed and let go of his hands. "Then tell that to Bentley. Go call him or something." She shooed him off after that. He went back onto the balcony and called up the turtle once again.

"Hey Sly, you talked to Carmelita?" Bentley seemed eager to get an answer.

"Yeah..err..As expected she didn't want me to leave. Do you think we could work something out when I could just go to you guys during the day and go back home?" Sly was sure that would do.

"Yeah, that sounds good. Are you comfortable leaving them there all day?"

"Well, yeah. Carmelita is a cop. Despite her current mood swings she could still kick some ass. I just didn't want to leave them during the night. She's a heavy sleeper and that's when the Fiendish Five attacked my family...I'll just tell her to keep her gun on her." Sly was so releived that they got this worked out. He was ready to take down Mugshot once and for all. This just became a lot more personal than before.

"Alright, Sly. You need to take time off of work to do this too. Trust me, it's going to be a snap. Can you come by tomorrow?"

"Sure thing. I'll be over by noon. See you." They hung up, and Sly leaned on the railing of the balcony. He was thinking about the possible ways of catching him and putting him back in prison; the most fun way would be to frame him. Sly himself could even arrest him. All he knew was that Mugshot was going down. Lost in his thoughts, he was startled when Carmelita grabbed his shoulders and turned him around so he was facing her. She was smiling at him, and her smile was so contagious, so he had to smile back at her. That's when he noticed what she was wearing; his blue flannel that was much to big for her and a pair of black pajama shorts. She put her arms around his neck and he put his hands on her hips and brought her closer.

"Well, how did it go with Bentley?" She looked hopeful that all was okay now, and when Sly told her it was, she gave him a kiss that when he pulled away he was almost out of breath. "My first ultrasound is on Tuesday by the way, are you going to come to that?"

"Of course! You know how much i love the ultrasounds. This time we can take Ben along too. It'd be great." Carmelita smiled in response and pulled away from him, grabbing a hold of his hand. She led Sly back into the apartment, to find Ben trying to reach the countertop for the pancakes. Sly went over to help the boy, and cut up the food for him and set it down on the table.

"Hey, Carmelita?" Sly called from the kitchen.

"Yes?" She came into the kitchen with a blanket around her shoulders, as if that heavy flannel wasn't enough warmth. Sly had to admit, she did look adorable though.

"Do you think I could take Ben over to meet the gang tomorrow? I know we're not really going to do much, and penelope could play with him if we start on the business."

"Ehh..I guess that couldn't hurt. Sure, why not." Carmelita gave him a reassurring smile as she ran her hand through Ben's hair. Sly was excited for his friends and son to finally meet. And, there was that little tinge of hope that maybe, just maybe, Ben could carry on the Cooper tradition. But that's going to have to wait, mostly because he's only three, and they've got to take care of Mugshot and his crew.

Alright, shorter chapter. I was kind of having a writers block, but I've basically got the next chapter lined out for myself. Please, please, PLEASE FUCKING PLEASE, review(: It's really helpful is getting me into the mood to write. (: